Want to be a cool mum or super dad? Jamilah Samian’s brand new book may just be the thing for you. Cool Mum Super Dad has been released by Truewealth Publishing, Azizi Ali’s publishing outfit.
Jamilah will be at MPH, One Utama on Sunday, 6 August at 3.30-4.30 p.m. for an author’s talk. Continue reading
Not in a nice mood, no thanks to the kids and frankly, getting quite sick of being a chauffeur. So it’s in this bleh! mood that I’m writing this snarky post on the ugliest cars on our road:
Tiara – beaten-up match-box. The name is a definite misnomer. Tiara my head!
Savvy – overweight frog. How can fat be savvy?!
Juara – stunted colgate box. Not enough metal to make the car-lah.
Kangoo – coffin car or if your imagination is wild, it can look like a kangaroo at rest.
Though Myvi looks like a frog too, I like it cos its shapely and woo-wit!
While hanging around Ted’s blog, I was hit by an idea for the retelling of the Hansel and Gretel fairytale. I have to thank Sharon for the inspiration. This story is dedicated to her and those who battle serious book dependency problem. If you’d like to skip the familiar stuff, then jump straight to the text in blue.
Once upon a time, a poor woodcutter lived in the forest with his children, Hansel and Gretel and their stepmother. They were so poor that often they didn’t have enough to eat. Continue reading
This is another version of the Three Little Pigs which my kids love.
Once there were three little pigs. They went off to the forest to build their own homes.The first pig met a tiger carrying straw. Continue reading
I’ve added a page underneath the header called Honk If You’re Malaysian. If you’re interested in the progress of this book, please take a look at it. I will be adding in details as work gets done. It will give you some idea of how a book gets published.
When I drove home at seven-something yesterday evening, everything looked normal. Two hours later when I went out to pick no. 3 from tuition, the situation has changed drastically. A blanket of smog has settled in Klang. That explained why my eyes were tearing. And I thought I’d been reading too much small-print. Continue reading
Ole Ole Ole Ole
World Cup is Over
Ole Ole Ole Ole
Now life can move on
I’m not a football fan but for the sake of camaraderie with hubby and sons and millions of football fans, I woke up at 2 a.m. this morning to catch the final between Italy and France. It was the only match I watched in entirety.
My verdict : Watching a cloudless sky is more exciting. For me, the highlight was when Zinedine Zidane head-butted his Italian opponent. Thank you, Zizou for the sizzling performance. But I’m sorry you’ll retire from your brilliant football career with this stain on your record.
I’ve since learnt that this head-butting business is not new to Zizou. He has done it before and earned a five-match ban as a result. It’s true what they say about old dogs finding it hard to learn new tricks.
Italy won the World Cup after a 1-1 draw which resulted in a 5-3 penalty shoot-out.
Warning : don’t read further if you’re eating now.
Yesterday a friend forwarded me an email about an anthropologist named Susan McKinley who returned from a South American expedition to notice a very strange rash on her breast caused by larvae which were feeding off the fat, tissue, and even milk canals of her bosom. The email then exhorted readers to wash their newly purchased undergarments before wearing them so as not to have the same fate befall them. Continue reading
What has the hare and tortoise got to do with writing? In my case, plenty. If you’d like to find out, hop over to Fusion View to read my article. I wrote it as a guest blogger for Yang-May Ooi, author of The Flame Tree and Mindgame. Yang-May is a UK-based lawyer and she’s working on her third book which is a memoir.
If blogging was a disease, it is contagious. And I have spread it to Judy Leese. She came across my blog and Eh Poh Nim articles and emailed the latter to friends and relatives. One of her nieces was my former Sunday School student and church member whose family had since relocated to JB. It turns out that Judy who hails from Klang, is a cousin of my friends who go to the same church as me.
Blogging is a disease that can yield pleasant side-effects. This is one instance. It is amazing how a Malaysian woman now living in UK, a complete stranger to me, turns out to be related to my friends. I am truly delighted to make the acquaintance of this woman who comes across as a caring and warm person. Read her encouraging post on the gem which was excavated from her stomach. It will make you think about blessings in disguise.
Please pop over to say hello and initiate her to the blogosphere. Thank you.
Newspapers are rife with bad news, disasters and tragedies. It can be pretty depressing to start the day with a dose of such unpalatable news. However, once in a while, you read something that is so positively inspiring that you can’t help but be thankful that the powers-that-be in the newspaper has chosen to frontpage the news instead of tucking it in an obscure corner of the daily. Those of you who have read last Saturday’s The Star would know what I’m talking about. Continue reading