It's for your pleasure reading, some might be true. I hope u will all enjoy
reading it........coz it brings you back the old memory especially during
those school days.....
Signs that you are a 80s' baby :


You grew up watching He-man,Transformers,Thundercats,
Silver Hawk and Mickey Mouse. Not to forget, Ninja turtles, Mask and Smurfs
too. Girls watched Japanese cartoon like -"Xiao Tian Tian", "Hua Xian Zi"
etc.


You grew up brushing your teeth with a mug in primary school after recess
time. You squatted by a drain with all your classmates beside you, and
brushed your teeth with a colourful mug.


Remember the days when the school nurse, comes with a list for the dentist
appointment,the sound of the drilling when ur friend has a fill in his
tooth.


You remember the packets of milk we get in primary school to encourage us
to drink more milk.


In secondary school, girls go to the library to borrow their favourite
romance storybook. In secondary school, girls altered their school skirt to
shorten it
and guys will go to the school appointed school uniform tailor shop to
tailor make their school trousers to the then fashionable "baggy pants"!


During primary school days, the teacher will punish you using a ruler to
hit your palm. A bowl of noodles soup cost only 40c in primary school days.
When you were in primary school, girls like to go to the bookshop to buy
cute stuff such as animal erasers,sharpeners,notebook etc.


Yaohan departmental stores used to be a favourite hangout for families
during weekends.


In secondary school days, you buy the Bata BM Turbo school shoes. Some guys
like to wear those china made
ankle high shoes. Some even like to wear those very thick socks with their
school shoes.


Internet? E-mail? What the hell is that? So you thought a decade or more
ago. Your friends don't have pagers or handphones in school.


CDs? What's that? Cassette tapes were the norm.
Movie tickets used to cost less than $5 last time.


The goodies from Mama shop used to be Mamee, Ka ka,Kum Kum, Ding Dang choco
balls (with toys in the box), colourful hard "egg", "cigerette" chocolate,
pink bottle of bubbles, and small tubes with yellow sticks to blow "more
lasting" bubbles that you can pop more air in or slam it on. You never
forget 'Ti Kam'.


When exams are over, the board games(eg:UNO,Monopoly,CLUEDO) & hand held
video games will be all over the class room.


Your favourite sound is the bell! For it's the homemade ice cream man. The
cream that tops Haagan Dazs!The pink colour ice-cream with eyes plus a wide
smile.


And the other peddler you love is the old lady who sells juicy Muah Chee
and thick golden syrup rolled in a ballon the tip of a chopstick stick.


Another bell is the recess bell, a time to get away from school work and to
eat. Another time when there is no bell but all guys will anxiously wait
for it...The PJ,PE time(time for football)


Your favourite childhood games were playing "guli"(marbles), five
stones,zero-point, catching, and/or "Pepsi-Cola one two three"! Police  &
Sentry.


The best thirst quencher of all times is the yummy colourful ice tubes you
can buy from provision shops. To eat them, break the tab and suck while
holding the freezing tube!


All gals have a barbie doll/strawberry shortcake/my little pony/pound
puppy, while all boys have a star wars figurine or a rubber band catapult
thatshoots folded paper!


Once was the era whereby ice-cream sticks were valueable items, than came
the paper aircrafts, chalk fights.


Everyone envies the class monitor and his assitant, cos they were the ones
who can come up with the daily duty rooster, giving names to teacher on who
makes the most noise.


The elite group are the prefects, the one with license to move around, they
consider themselves above the law.


Some boys made their own guns from wood,and used 'Bacali' as the bullets.


Some even used matches to shoot and burn kids'lanterns during MoonCake
Festival.


And your favourite holiday was Lunar New Year!New clothes, ang pows,
shopping, junk food and family outings! (YEAH...WITH ALL THE FIRE CRACKERS
AND LION DANCES...)


Cheers to the 80s babies!!!


GONE ARE THE GOOD OLD DAYS HUH? DOES READING THIS BRINGS YOU BACK TO THE
GOOD OLD TIMES?

A man's daughter had asked the local minister to come and pray with her father.

When the minister arrived, he found the man lying in bed with his head propped up on two pillows. An empty chair sat beside his bed. The minister assumed that the old fellow had been informed of his visit.

"I guess you were expecting me, he said. No, who are you?" said the father.

The minister told him his name and then remarked, "I saw the empty chair and I figured you knew I was going to show up."

"Oh yeah, the chair," said the bedridden man. "Would you mind closing the door?" Puzzled, the minister shut the door. "I have never told anyone this, not even my daughter," said the man. But all of my life I have never known how to pray. At church I used to hear the pastor talk about prayer, but it went right over my head." I abandoned any attempt at prayer," the old man continued, "until one day four years ago; my best friend said to me, "Johnny, prayer is just a simple matter of having a conversation with Jesus. Here is what I suggest." Sit down in a chair; place an empty chair in front of you, and in faith see Jesus on the chair. It's not spooky because he promised, 'I will be with you always'. "Then just speak to him in the same way you're doing with me right now." "So, I tried it and I've liked it so much that I do it a couple of hours every day. I'm careful though. If my daughter saw me talking to an empty chair, she'd either have a nervous breakdown or send me off to the funny farm."

The minister was deeply moved by the story and encouraged the old man to continue on the journey. Then he prayed with him, anointed him with oil, and returned to the church. Two nights later the daughter called to tell the minister that her daddy had died that afternoon. "Did he die in peace?" he asked.

"Yes, when I left the house about two o'clock, he called me over to his bedside, told me he loved me and kissed me on the cheek. When I got back from the store an hour later, I found him dead. But there was something strange about his death. Apparently, just before Daddy died, he leaned over and rested his head on the chair beside the bed. What do you make of that?"

The minister wiped a tear from his eye and said, "I wish we could all go like that." Prayer is one of the best free gifts we receive. I asked God for water, He gave me an ocean. I asked God for a flower, He gave me a garden. I asked God for a friend, He gave me all of YOU...

Michael is the kind of guy you love to hate. He is always in a good mood and always has something positive to say. When someone would ask him how he was doing, He would reply, "If I were any better, I would be twins!"

He was a natural motivator. If an employee was having a bad day, Michael was there telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the situation. Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I went up to Michael and asked him,
"I don't get it! You can't be a positive person all of the time. How do you do it?"

Michael replied, "Each morning I wake up and say to myself, you have two choices today. You can choose to be in a good mood or you can choose to be in a bad mood. I choose to be in a good mood. Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be a victim or I can choose to learn from it. I choose to learn from it. Every time someone comes to me complaining, I
can choose to accept their complaining or I can point out the positive side of life. I choose the positive side of life."

"Yeah, right, it's not that easy," I protested.

"Yes, it is," Michael said. "Life is all about choices. When you cut away all the junk, every situation is a choice. You choose how you react to situations. You choose how people affect your mood. Your bottom line: It's your choice how you live life."

I reflected on what Michael said. Soon thereafter, I left the Tower Industry to start my own business. We lost touch, but I often thought about him when I made a choice about life instead of reacting to it.

Several years later, I heard that Michael was involved in a serious accident, falling some 60 feet from a communications tower. After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care, Michael was released from the hospital with rods placed in his back. I saw Michael about six months after the accident. When I asked him how he was, he replied. "If I were any better, I'd be twins. Wanna see my scars?"

I declined to see his wounds, but I did ask him what had gone through his mind as the accident took place. "The first thing that went through my mind was the well-being of my soon to be born daughter, " Michael replied.

"Then, as I lay on the ground, I remembered that I had two choices: I could choose to live or I could choose to die. I chose to live." "Weren't you scared? Did you lose consciousness?" I asked.

Michael continued, "...the paramedics were great. They kept telling me I was going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the ER and I saw the expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared. In their eyes, I read "he's a dead man. I knew I needed to take action."

"What did you do?" I asked. "Well, there was a big burly nurse shouting questions at me," said Michael. "She asked if I was allergic to anything.

"Yes, I replied." The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply. I took a deep breath and yelled, "Gravity."

Over their laughter, I told them, "I am choosing to live. Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead." Michael lived, thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing attitude. I learned from him that every day we have the
choice to live fully.

Attitude, after all, is everything.

"Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own." After all, today is the tomorrow you worried about yesterday.


ENJOY LIFE IT'S THE ONLY ONE YOU GET

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There are only 2 rules for achieving anything:

Rule 1: Get started.
Rule 2: Keep going.

"The man who procastinates struggles with ruin" (Hesiod)
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