Phoebs Up

Told myself i must write now before i eat lunch or I’ll never get going…See exhibit over on the left. That is the picture of me and my new son-on-loan, copper. I think it was also at that moment of time that i caught my super-cold.

I call it the super cold as has now been almost 5 days since it started and I’m still blowing mucus and having tingling throat (are there such words). Alas no mummy to sayang me, David is so busy with work and i had to walk the dog in the cold and the rain. I forget I’m a grown women most of the times :p.

Anyhow i am much better now and am up and about.

The Dog leads such a dreaful life

Perhaps the highlight of his day is his walks . I wonder what’s go on in his mind all day. " Ohh the cold, Ohh the hunger, Ohh the need to pee….." Oh yah and the Poo….It is thick , it is soft , it is hard. Never the same. So easy for him to fake innocence when i scold him. He is always looking at me even with one eye when he is eating and those my heart goes out to him, his loneliness if often forgotten once i close the door to his apartment.

Perhaps  David and myself are selfish people. Or maybe I’m the selfish one. I enjoy my messy , chaotic apartment with no scent a la dog around. And we take pride is going out to do whatever we want without the need of thinking a dog is hungry or lonely. That’s why we don’t own dogs or cats or anything (the ants have been freed).

However seeing the intense joy of his face when i free him from his caged room does touch my heart and i think i shall miss our walks when his Master returns. Wonder if we can toilet train him by then.

Kids kids everywhere!!!!!!

Thats my little god daughter sky sky she is growing so big..miss her

Nope, these are not the kids in the church kindergarten that i am helping in. They are other Singaporean kids that are staying here. They look so jap right?

I had spent the last 2 weeks ( well its just once a week). Teaching these Japanese toddlers ( 1 to 3 years) how to sing " If i were a butterfly" .Do you all know this song? In PL we used to sing it. In Primary school i think.

" if i were a butterfly i thank you Lord for giving me wings,

and if i were a robin in a tree i thank you Lord that i could sing,
and if i were a fish in the sea,
i wiggle my tail and i giggle with glee,
but i just thank you father for making me , me……."

I was overjoyed when they were able to sing the song the 2nd time round. I was praying the night before and even before the lesson that they would show even remotely that they understood. ha ha. They  they even came to the front to do the actions with me.

Do pray that i can understand what they are saying and that i would be able to communicate with the non-Christian mothers. We (the teachers) do want to share with them and almost all the mothers are non-Christians.
So my aim for the next month is to brush up on my Japanese and to teach the kids a proper wiggle. Ha ha the teachers all love that part.

Seriously , this is  a good chance to see if i do have what it takes to be a kindergarten teacher. Oh Pray for strengthen!

These little ones are my students…hee hee kawaii

Onaga Suitai, but

lastly, I want to share with you all a beautiful prayer letter that my sister wrote about us. Unfortunately i can’t seem to add it, so till next time I’ll leave these small extract.

"……My sister would apologized to me but i didn’t need that. I knew her life was a huge mess and she needed Jesus in her life. I was growing so weary and tired of praying, tired of scolding her. It came to a point where i felt so helpless being the mediator at home between my mum and my sis. I felt like i couldn’t hold on anymore….i was only a teenager, why did i have to go through all these?  I was forced to mature in such an environment with my parents divorced and my sister being led astray.

Yet the only one holding onto me was God……"

Promise to try to print her entire letter… I’m proud to have a sister like her and thankful to God for bringing us closer through Him

I leave you with this beautiful poem that she shared with me:

In Christ alone, I placed my trust
and find my glory in the power of the Cross
In every victory, let it be said of me
My source or strength, my source of Hope
is in Christ alone.
-Shawn Craig and Don Koch