♥ Saturday ♥

This morning I went out breakfast with my daddy. *Yup! Only both of us~* I think this is the first time only both of us took breakfast together outside. He fetched me on his motor ^^ cool~ I still remember vividly that when I was young he always brought me "long gai" on his motor too. I have not been sitting on his motor for some time ago. That's why i enjoyed it~

When we reached the restaurant, there are about 5 to 6 tables were crowded with uncles and aunties. I was the youngest customer in that restaurant and most of them are the villagers we always be familiar with. They throw a freaky eye on me because it was quite early for a teenager like me to wake up and have breakfast with parents. Anyway, we had "bak kut teh" and chinese tea as our breakfast.

I am the eldest among my siblings and I can think more rational than my two younger brothers. (easier to negotiate to~) Thus, I always can chat many with my dad and sometimes we have a common consensus in many aspects. I realized that this morning i had learned some theories from my dad. In fact, my dad dislike either me or my brothers go out late at night and back home at midnight. Now I know the reason why he always want us to sleep early and don't be night-owls who like to do stuff until midnight.

It seems that my dad had a tough life when he was in my age. He was from a poor family where my grandparents don't have more money for him to study. So he went KL to go to a higher grade and he had been studied in St. John High School. ( I think I didn't get it wrong~) Apparently, a poor boy like him needed to half-time work and study. I can't write every particular part of his bygone here yet an incident he told me really inspired me. He said he used to work in Singapore as that job was starting to work from midnight until morning. On that time, he felt that was just a simple task for him not to sleep for 2 or 3 days yet as time goes on and the increasing of his age made him realized his health is going out of situation. He doesn't want us to follow his step so he is strict that we must sleep early. As a dad, he always advise us yet if he couched in harsh terms we will say that why our father so peremptory. So he told me that he can only advise and advise again. (because i have a very stubborn brother who is the only one dare not to listen to what dad advise him) I wish my dad won't need always to worry about us as we can able to take care of ourselves.

Another topic i always discuss with my dad is my study. I am still confusing of what I can study after i graduated from F6. May be my dad felt I was stressed because STPM is pretty hard for me to score and I am a lazy girl too. He told me some stories to encourage me and taught me his philosophy which I think are useful in my life. In deed, I agreed with him that I should have my own stand and I should live for myself. I am easy to be influenced by my friends around me and I must know how to discern everything appeared in my life.

I was glad that i had a simple but special breakfast with my lovely dad. I wish I can conquer myself of my laziness and defects.

The sky is blue ,
my heart is hoar.
I have a mature mind,
but things happened,
I was vanquished,
finally I realize that
I am only with my childish.

I hate...I hate...I hate...
The way I am thinking,
The way I am doing,
The way I am escaping,
The way I am cheating,
The way I am changing now...

♥ Gratitude ♥

From my last post, I mentioned that I went Malacca for 2 days right? On Sunday, I went Malacca town together with my parents ,my uncle and so my auntie. Firstly, we went to temple and prayed. There was crowded with visitors ,devout men and women. I forgot to take some pictures but never mind I will have next opportunity to do so. After that,we went to a shop where the shop is decorated with some antiques. At the meantime, I found some meaningful cards' layout hanged on the wall so i captured all of them to share with you here.

Simple snaps by my mobile phone.

The desserts here are all tasty with their own recipe of Malacca coconut sugar.
I just remembered to take photos after we finished it.
If you want to taste it, then plan to go to Malacca, I will bring you there.

Do appreciate those who flogged you
because he cast aside your guilty.
(I don't know what is 业障, so sorry about that. Who can teach me and let me know the real word?)

Thanksgiving to those who denounced you
because he foster your verdict and wisdom.

Being grateful to those who deceived you
because he enhances your sensibleness.

Showing gratitude to those who hurt you
because he tempers your aspiration.

Feeling glad to those who stumbled you
because he strengthens your capability.

Acknowledge those who abandoned you
because he teaches you ought to self-reliance.

Just like a chinese's proverb said : 少年不识愁滋味，为赋新词强说愁. Nowadays, teenagers thought their life are tough and they ruin their minds with many negative thinking. Why don't we learn up how to enrich ourselves from the failure so that we can approach towards our brighter future?

Don't just persistent in what
you find it hardly to resolve,
you should look forwards
and find another better solutions
by learning from the worse situation.
If not the problems will only
remain unsolved from time to time.

♥ Nyonya Dumpling ♥

I went my grandma's house at Malacca on 24th of May (Saturday).

It is a special day for me because i have been a long time no visiting my grandparents there.By the way, my mother went there to learn and make nyonya dumpling for her colleagues. (She is a good PK 1 and she treat everybody hearty yet I only ate 1 nyonya dumpling as there are many nyonya dumplings because she treated all of them to her teachers =.=") Well...forget about it...I am used to it...

How to distinguish our original dumpling and nyonya dumpling?

Actually nyonya dumpling has a distinctive appearance which the colour of it's glutinous rice is blue and white. Other than that, it's smell is special and it's taste is sweet. It's fillings are absolutely different from a dumpling which contains fatty meat, mushroom, chestnut,shrimp and so on. The only fillings inside a nyonya dumpling is just meat with sweet flavour. I love to eat nyonya dumpling made by my grandma. My grandma is a good cook and i miss her cooking very much. This trip i can enjoy her cooking yet there are just some simple dishes.

This is what i ate for my lunch at Sunday noon and the nyonya dumplings.
The cover is almost the same as other dumplings but who knows there is somethings special hiding inside the leave's wrapping.

Few days later, my mum tried to make her first nyonya dumplings by her own. This is how the blue colour of glutinous rice been made. We prepared this the night before we want to make the nyonya dumpling.

The next day (actually these 2 weeks were my PPT exam weeks), after school then my mum started to cook the fillings. It is very simple because we only needed to fry onions, garlics, mushroom‘s pieces and meat. The most difficult thing is the flavouring. It's hard to explain here so i just skip the process. ^^

Okay...Here is the nyonya dumplings.it's appearance is a bit ugly yet it's taste not bad.

p/s : I discovered that after my mid-year MUET exam I am becoming neglect my English and after my PPT exam I became a lazy girl again. Where is my endurance?

Tradition is the most precious asset
in our life and for our future generation.
We should cherish it and
pass it forward.