http://mellowyellowmonday.blogspot.com/ My friend Ellen and fellow bereaved mum sent me this email. In loving memory of our two children (Avery and Addison Crompton) , who died from Campomelic Dysplasia.
Rare Disease Day is an annual, awareness-raising event co-ordinated by EURORDIS at the international level and National Alliances of Patient Organisations at the national level
February 28th 2011 will mark the fourth International Rare Disease Day coordinated by EURORDIS and organised with rare disease national alliances in 25 countries. On that day hundreds of patient organisations from more than 40 countries worldwide will be organising awareness-raising activities and converging around the slogan “Rare but Equal”.
Hundreds of patient groups and their partners, coordinated by national alliances at the country level, are planning a multitude of events to draw attention to rare diseases and the millions of people who are affected by them. Awareness-raising activities are being planned across Europe, all the way to Russia, Georgia and Armenia, as well as in the US, Canada and as far as Australia, New Zealand, China and Japan!
On Tuesday, after work, I pulled in to my gas station to pump my petrol. There was a sign," EFTPOS not working, cash only."
EFTPOS is the general term used in New Zealand for debit card based systems used for processing transactions through terminals at points of sale.
I looked inside my wallet, I had only five dollars. I drove off upset with myself that I have allowed myself to be a cashless person, and upset that the gas station has allowed their EFTPOS system to fail. I didn't want to drive to an ATM machine to withdraw some money just in case all the EFTPOS system is down.
You might say I was paranoid, such things don't happen. I drove home risking running completely out of petrol.
I got home, my son said, " Mum, Earthquake in Christchurch again." We just had one in September. When I watched on TV, it was like a war zone. All the power were down.
Through out this week, I had been teaching my students the results of the earthquake. In fact, even my little 8 year olds were teaching me. I encouraged them to write and draw a card each which I hope to compile into a book.
No water, No drinking water, No shower, No flushing. No Power, No cooking, No food. NO TV, No radio, No phone, No lights, No heater No Money, No Shopping, People die, people get hurt, people runaway.
The lists go on and on.
How terrifying it is. My poor young students, in six months, they witness 3 calamities.
My photos are for you to reflect if there is no electricity.
By now, it is almost 24 hours when the terrible earthquake struck Christchurch. Within a short time, Australia had offered to help us.
I had planned to post this song before this earthquake. How appropriate this song is when UK, Japan, Taiwan, Singapore and USA have offered to be our servants in our time of need.
Those of you who have been reading my posts on all my three blogs will know that twenty one years ago, I buried my baby son. At that time, I was worshiping at the Auckland Baptist Tabernacle, and the choir used to sing this hymn, and the Soloist was my good friend M.
During those horrible times, I literally let my friends be my servant when they helped me in so many ways. Sadly, a few months later, M lost her baby, and I quoted this song to her that I was going to be her servant.
I had been revisiting that time and I remembered the song and my friend M.
On Sunday, a new friend shared with me her trials and tribulations. I sang her this hymn and told her I was privileged she shared with me.
The Servant Song Brother, sister, let me serve you, let me be as Christ to you; Pray that I may have the grace to let you be my servant too. We are pilgrims on a journey, and companions on the road; We are here to help each other, walk the mile and bear the load. I will hold the Christ-light for you in the night-time of your fear; I will hold my hand out to you, speak the peace you long to hear. I will weep when you are weeping; when you laugh I’ll laugh with you; I will share your joy and sorrow til we’ve seen this journey through. When we sing to God in heaven we shall find such harmony, Born of all we’ve known together of Christ’s love and agony. Brother, sister, let me serve you, let me be as Christ to you; Pray that I may have the grace to let you be my servant too.
Richard Gillard,http://sites.google.com/site/trikitiki/home the composer and lyricist of ‘The Servant Song’ described its origins in the following words. “It was in the first half of 1976 that I wrote Verse 3 (‘I will hold the Christ-light for you …’) but, initially, no more than that. It wasn’t until one particularly summery Sunday afternoon in December 1976 or January 1977, back in Auckland, that I took that scrap of paper out of my guitar case and began to meditate on that single verse, exploring the possibilities that it suggested. I remember that the other verses came quickly – although not in the order in which we now sing the Song.” In 2001, the hymn was featured in a Remembrance Sunday broadcast from York Minster by the British TV programme, Songs of Praise. Richard Gillard adds that, although it “sounded wonderful played on the Minster’s grand organ, I still prefer the down-to-earth groundedness of a simple folk-song treatment but I let it go long ago. And that is as it should be.” DLP ‘Sitting down, Jesus called the Twelve and said, “If anyone wants to be first, he must be the very last, and the servant of all.”’ The Gospel according to Mark, Chapter 9, Verse 35 About Richard Gillard: I'm a grandfather among other things, a Christian who happens to be Anglican (give me a Eucharist ahead of 1 hour praise rave, any time), play guitar & write songs (brother, sister, let me serve you), 32 years married to a very special woman, dad to a married daughter and two unmarried adult sons. Inside I'm still young(ish) and my grey hairs are all in my beard. Proud citizen of Whangarei, Northland New Zealand http://mangawhai-beach.blogspot.com/
As I googled search this song which sadly is not sang much these days, I was over the moon to find the composer Richard Gillardn actually wrote this wonderful song in this very city, Auckland.
hootin--anni has a new meme. IT'S ALL ABOUT MY NEW MEME THAT I HOPE SOME WILL FEEL LIKE JOINING IN ON THE CHALLENGE AND THE FUN [at least I hope the weekly challenge will be fun!]. It's loosely based on song lyrics [recorded songs since the beginning of time to today] and associating them with photos of yours...as I've done in the past...If you click on the link above, it'll take you to the Meme's Homepage for rules and buttons. There will be a Mr. Linky Widget for each individual week also. Do consider joining me sometime. Hope to see it flourish in time.
Shortly after mid day today, Christchurch had a bad earthquake and there is significant damage in the inner city. Some buildings have caught fire. Our Iconic cathedral is gone.
This is the back of a step machine parked at St Luke's shopping mall. The steps go in a zig zag manner and workers paint the walls and put advertising signs.
These photos were taken at the playground at Orakei at Okahu Bay where I was part of the zero waste group. I am sure the kids love a clean environment to play.
These archery targets are at a flat area of an extinct volcano at Mt Albert Summit. This was also a designated area where dogs were off their leash to exercise. Last year, the dog owners were angry that the area was cordoned off so that a few privileged archers could monopolized the whole space for their sole use.
Men and dog coexist, and there were a lot of petition signing. They argued that the archers were hardly there, and it was unfair and poor use of resources when the field is left unused.
Eventually both parties compromised. When the archers notify their use on their notice boards and also put up red flags. During these times, dog owners should try to exercise their dogs in another area. When the archers are not using the field, the dogs are free to roam.
I believe this is one example of save the world by coexisting and sharing resources.
At Walker Park, five minutes drive away from my school, people go there for kite surfing. Sometimes, at lunch time, I go there to see them fly. Not all of them manage to fly. I believe they were singing this song, when the kite refuses to go up.
Hey, if I just spread my wings I can fly I can fly I can fly, hey If I just spread my wings I can fly Fly-eye-eye
hootin--anni has a new meme. IT'S ALL ABOUT MY NEW MEME THAT I HOPE SOME WILL FEEL LIKE JOINING IN ON THE CHALLENGE AND THE FUN [at least I hope the weekly challenge will be fun!]. It's loosely based on song lyrics [recorded songs since the beginning of time to today] and associating them with photos of yours...as I've done in the past...If you click on the link above, it'll take you to the Meme's Homepage for rules and buttons. There will be a Mr. Linky Widget for each individual week also. Do consider joining me sometime. Hope to see it flourish in time.
The treatment plants.
Pump house which discharges the treated effluent to the sea. The pond in front acts as a storage buffer for high flow during the wet season.
Lots of water birds like swans, ducks make their homes there.
This is probably a place you don't go to visit. It is our Mangere effluent treatment plant. My husband is a water engineer and he deals with both clean water and not so clean water. Even when he is not working, he likes to visit places related to his work. I tag along to take photos.
The smell is not too bad. There are even walking tours round the area.
There is a lot of water sports in New Zealand. Auckland is on an isthmus. Kayaking is a great way to see the city. There are places you can rent the kayaks.
Last Sunday, I was privileged to be invited by Ngarimu of the Maori NGATI WHATUA O ORAKEI tribe to be an educator of Recycling and saving the World. We slept inside this beautiful Marae on Saturday night, and listened to speakers on the need for recycling and having a hands on education of the Maori culture.
I used this experience to educate my students when I went back to school. I showed my photos to my students and talking about Maori culture become alive when they know I had been there. We did the Hongi, the traditional greeting with rubbing of the nose instead of kissing. My kids were happy to do it.
These two ladies sat in the sun the whole day, educating the younger generation and foreigners the art of using our New Zealand flax in weaving beautiful art decor and baskets. It is important that such skills are not lost with the influx of cheap imported plastic stuff. Flax is bio-degradable and will not choke the landfill. Ka Pai to these ladies.
In the Marae, they placed mattresses on the floor next to the other to accommodate 70 people. This is Graeme who slept beside me in the Marae. He told me to choose a space near the door because the Marae can be quite stuffy with so many people sleeping where there was no windows. He too manned his station the whole day. I give him respect because he is much much older than the rest of the volunteers. Many people came up to ask us if we got paid, and we explained we were volunteers. We were there to educate festival goers what to do with their rubbish at the festival and what to do when they were at home.
Chen Jie Xue 陈洁雪
我是一个新西兰的中国人,出生在马来西亚的沙捞越州
I am the writer of:
1: From China to Borneo and beyond. 海外华人的中国魂:
从中国,到南洋,到更远
第二次世界大战
我爷爷的故事
2: Diary of a Bereaved Mother, Goodbye my baby 丧儿记:
丧失儿子的母亲的一本传记
Published 2011
Genre: Non fiction, self help, bereavement, infancy death
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http://annkitsuetchin.blogspot.co.nz/2013/02/foreverinmyheartexhibition.html