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32) Lady on a Hammock


I am a lady swinging on a hammock
We are sculptures and the lovely all
Come and see us, you will know us more
To the Singapore Botanic Gardens just for a walk
Enjoy the trail and the nature fall

This is a sculpture at one corner of the Botanic Gardens
This simple poem is written and dedicated to the great artist, Sydney Harpley R.A and great man Mr David Marshall who commissioned and presented this art piece in 1989.

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17) Fast Song


By courtesy of oceanwideimages.com

I am a Sailfish
A silvery space shutter with tail and fins
King in the sea
Sea belongs to me
My senses are sharp, my radar can screen
I am a sub-marine in this bluish kingdom free
No one catches me up
As I am as fast as lightning, happy like a stream
 
I am a Falcon
A dark arrow with tail and wings
King in the air
Air belongs to me
My senses are sharp, my radar can screen
I am a flash in this kingdom free
No one catches me up
As I am as fast as lightning, happy like a twist
 

By courtesy of animalstime.com

I am a cheetah
A roadrunner with muscles and teeth
King of the land
Land belongs to me
My senses are sharp, my radar can screen
I am a devil in this nature free
No one catches me up
As I am as fast as lightning, chasing my “deer” friend happily
 
 

By courtesy of surf-my.blogspot.com

I am a boss
A job provider with foods and sympathies
King of the Galaxy
Workers belong to me
My senses are sharp, my radar can screen
I am a Saint of this office free
No one catches me up
As I hope you’ll be as fast as me
Happy like one family


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16) Slow Song


_Sloth_

I am a Sloth
Slow like a tortoise, happy like a saint
Living in the tree
Grounded with a brain
Gentle, happy, lovely face
I wouldn’t go for a race
As I am living in my own way
   English: The head of a wild tortoise in Cape P...
I am a Tortoise
Slow like a snail, live like a saint
Strolling on the ground
Protected by my own shell
Gentle, happy, lovely face
I wouldn’t go for a race
As the rabbit had already lost the race

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 I am a snail
Slow like a worm, crawling like a saint
Chewing in the green
Singing in the rain
Gentle, happy, lovely face
I wouldn’t go for a race
As I may end up on your dining tray
 

Day 322/365 - Kilroy Was Here

 I am a human being
Speed like superman, think like Spiderman
Files piling up on my desk
Water level reaching up my neck
No more gentle, happy, lovely face
I always go for a race
‘Else my boss will said to me
you are sloth like a tortoise, slow like a snail
Hiring you is a waste
 
 
 
 
 


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11) The Lost (1)


No one ever knew what had actually happened to Ken other than himself.
It was till 7.00pm that Ken’s parents began to worry about his return from school.  His dad call up the school and was told he left after his extracurricular activities around 3.00pm.
Where could Ken been?  Usual days, he’ll be sitting in front of the TV set watching his favorite series by 7.00pm.  Ken is a well-behave and smart boy at his age.  Though he is still naïve, but his self-discipline and good conduct has never worry his parents.
As the sky gets darker, Ken’s parents loses their patient and decided to drive out to look for Ken.

But they are not sure where to start off.  Ken’s dad drove towards the direction of his school hoping to see him there, but the school gate was locked and the vicinity was in total darkness.  Then, a strong instinct led them to a park nearby Ken’s school.  This is a park where Ken had fond memories of his childhood.  He loves to drop by feeling the flora and fauna and look up for his playmates at times.
By this point of time, Ken’s parents were very anxious as there isn’t a clue down the path.  The dim lighted, quiet park added a sense of mystery to their lost son.  After a few laps walking around the cul-de-sac of the park, they were drained and was about to call the police for help.  Suddenly, they saw movement in the bushes not far from the pavillion.  Curiously, step-by-step in trepidation they move towards the bushes 3 metre away.
At this point of time, the weeping sound heartened Ken’s dad to poke the bushes with a vigorous rush.  To their shock, they saw Ken’s trembling with both fear and shock. 

 “Why are you hiding here?” Ken’s dad spoke with a reproachful tone.
 “I can’t find my way home” Ken spoke with a look of grievances.
 “I don’t get you…?” Ken’s dad was puzzled.
 “I don’t know!”  Since noon after I came here, I have been trying to walk out of this park, but I just can’t find the exit.
 “You can easily follow anyone here to get to the exit” Ken’s dad felt that he is silly.
 “Yes I did!” Ken felt that he was wronged.
 “I followed those people, but those people…”
 “And what now?” Parents were tensed at this moment.
 “They all walked into the bushes..”
 “Oh, come on…Ken”  Both parents rebuke.
 “Yeah…While I followed everyone walked into the bushes, I just can’t find a way out from it tile the sunset.  I was too afraid and I have hide here till rescue come to me”  Ken’s dad felt something is obviously not right and they hurried off home.

In the car, dad recalled an incident…
He wanted to know the reason of Ken’s visit to the park
Ken felt hesitant to answer his dad.
His pursue with the question as he knew what had happened today is rather unusual.
Ken pick up his courage and explained that he dreamt of cousin Wei last night.
 “But Wei was killed in an accident last month” Both parents repeated.
 “I knew he is dead, but the dream last night was spot-on, Wei dated me to meet up at the park, he wanted to show me something, I can’t reject him as we are both so close to each other” Ken argued.
 “Moreover…”
 “Besides what…?” Mom asked.
 “He said he won’t have a chance to see me after this meet up” Ken looked on reluctantly.
Ken’s parents stared at each other with disbelieve.  Ken’s dad subconsciously tapped on the car accelerator and they sped off.  Promise never to return to the park anymore.


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31) What so special about this tree?


An usual tree that is unusual

This tree may look normal to us.  It is a tree of tropical rainforest which require humid climate though it can withstand dry season.
It is as special as its dedication to Mr Nelson Mandela, President of Africa who visited the Singapore Botanic Gardens 15 years ago, on 5th March 1997.
This Giant Cola Tree is among one of the Tree of Fame in the gardens

The extracts from nuts of related species are used in cola drinks and food items.  The cola nuts contain caffeine.  Chewing cola nuts can also ease hunger pangs and was thought to be remedies for whooping cough and asthma.
This is certainly an usual tree that is very unusual.


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9) Story about HWA (Handicaps Welfare Association)


A stroll to Handicaps Welfare Association (HWA), located in Whampoa, Singapore is my weekly visit to my volunteer work with the association.  HWA was founded in 1969, with a group of 23 philanthropists.  An organization run by people with disabilities and for people with disabilities.  An organization aims to promote self-help and mutual support to themselves and others.
After 43 years, HWA has 42 full time staff and they extend their contributions in rehabilitation, educational classes, welfare assistance, driving lesson for the disabled.

A wall painted art piece delighting the entrance of this caring ground.

Staffs helping member repositioning to the ground.

This picture shows a corner of the Rehabilitation Center, where some members are doing the therapy.

Today, a group of toddlers from a nearby kindergarten paid a visit to HWA center, an officer-in-charge explaining how the center operates and works and what we can do to help and contribute to the members of the center.

Architectural room providing Architectural drafting training assisting members to pick up extra skill and integration to community.
In this Art Room, you’ll discover  they are more able than anyone else.

Drop of rain, bring about a life with countless crack of dawn, can be found here.
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