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Showing posts with label Thursday theme song. new zealand. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Thursday theme song. new zealand. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Thursday Theme Song: All I want for Christmas

Marmite is to New Zealanders is peanut butter jelly to Americans. Recently there is a shortage, and hence the shortage below of Louise and her son. Louise is my friend and I like her story. To me, who don't eat Marmite or vegemite, it's not important. But to the true blood Kiwis, and especially if you are autistic, it is a different ball game. Even the PM has something to say: Prime Minister John Key is among thousands of Kiwis having to ration their Marmite, as 'Marmageddon' enters its second day.

Mr Key said he too will have to spread thin to ensure his supply lasts.

"I only have got a very small amount in my office and once that runs out I'm aware supplies are very short."

Supermarket shelves around the country are being stripped bare of the popular breakfast spread, after production was halted due to earthquake damage discovered at Sanitarium's Christchurch plant - the only plant where Marmite is made.

Jars of the black gold have already been listed on Trade Me, with bids for a 250g jar at $63 this morning, with proceeds going to Cure Kids.



http://www.nzherald.co.nz/nz/news/article.cfm?c_id=1&objectid=10793704

Louise Martin and her autistic son Daniel, who is sensitive to foods and eats Marmite every day

A mother whose autistic son eats Marmite daily has had an SOS call answered after a desperate dash to supermarkets failed to turn up the yeast spread.

Louise Martin, of Massey, said she now had about 3kg worth of Marmite stockpiled after friends from across the country sent her whatever jars they could find.

The amount will be enough to see her 7-year-old son Daniel, who has food sensitivities and is attached to the flavour, smell, and texture of Marmite, through until production resumes mid-July.

"Our crisis is over. But I was rather concerned.

"With autism the change is the worst part for any autistic child ... if you have the chance to do it gradually, great. The trouble was I was down to less than a quarter of a jar."

Shelves around the country have been stripped of Marmite after news of its shortage broke on Monday. Herald readers have reported more than 100 supermarkets or stores are completely out of stock, with others fast running out as people buy up.

Ms Martin said the first thing she did when Marmageddon dawned on Monday was jump in the car and drive to four neighbourhood supermarkets, all of which were out of stock.

Increasingly panicked, she called Sanitarium and Progressive Enterprises head offices, and raced to Gilmours - to find only expensive trays of Marmite sachets were left, "so I grabbed three trays".

An online plea was soon answered by friends and acquaintances, with jars sent from across Auckland, Levin, Nelson and Napier. Sanitarium is also sending emergency supplies.

"I'm now getting four 250g jars from a lady in Kohimarama. And a friend in Levin is sending me six 175g jars ... I will have a little collection, and it will do us."

While Ms Martin knew Marmageddon was light-hearted for most, she labelled those selling the spread on Trade Me mercenary.

"[The sellers] are much like farmers that take advantage of a drought and sell on bales of hay at exorbitant prices."

Yesterday a search for Marmite brought up 297 listings on Trade Me, with 1.2kg jars attracting bids upwards of $100 and smaller pots with "buy now" prices in the hundreds of dollars.

Gilmours Hamilton has put up for auction a 25kg pail of Marmite, with all proceeds donated to a charity of the buyer's choosing.

The winner will walk away with a 175g jar and the much larger pail, "so that you can refill your prized purchase in the comfort of your own home," says the auction.

Gilmours owner Rick Donaldson told the Herald his staff were having lunch on Tuesday and laughing about the prices people were asking for Marmite when they realised they had a spare 25kg.

"From there, the ball got rolling very quickly. One of the guys went and found it, pulled it out of hiding and cleaned it up for a photoshoot."

The pail would normally sell for $285, but it is hoped it will raise thousands at auction.

Placed on Trade Me at about 5pm on Tuesday, the auction attracted more than 70 bids, topping $400 last night.
By Nicholas Jones

Anni, I made a play on this song, with little Daniel singing all I want for Christmas is:



All I want for breakfast is my two marmite sandwich.
my two marmite sandwich.
my two marmite sandwich.
Then I will have a good day.

All I want for breakfast is my two marmite sandwich.
my two marmite sandwich.
my two marmite sandwich.
Then my mom will have a good day.


All I want for breakfast is my two marmite sandwich.
my two marmite sandwich.
my two marmite sandwich.
Then my teacher will have a good day.

All I want for breakfast is my two marmite sandwich.
my two marmite sandwich.
my two marmite sandwich.
Then my siblings will have a good day.





All I want for Christmas
is my two front teeth,
my two front teeth,
see my two front teeth!

Gee, if I could only
have my two front teeth,
then I could wish you
"Merry Christmas."
It seems so long since I could say,
"Sister Susie sitting on a thistle!"
Gosh oh gee, how happy I'd be,
if I could only whistle (thhhh, thhhh)

All I want for Christmas
is my two front teeth,
my two front teeth,
see my two front teeth.

Gee, if I could only
have my two front teeth,
then I could wish you
"Merry Christmas!"






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Friday, January 6, 2012

Weekend reflection/Thursday Theme Song: Once Upon A Lily Pad




http://youtu.be/z5cWXzN-f28

Once Upon a Lily Pad

1. This is the Life

We live in a wonderland

Down where the lily pads grow

Mud puddles and lots of sand

It’s the only place we know



This is the life, this is the life

Oh, this is the life for me

This is the life, this is the life

Oh, this is the life for m





2.

Way down by the water’s edge

That’s where we all like to be

Splish, splashing and playing games

Oh, this life is for me



This is the life, this is the life

Oh, this is the life for me

This is the life, this is the life

Oh, this is the life for me


Where in this whole wide world

Could you have so much fun?

Waking up to a brand new day

And playing in the morning sun!



We live in a wonderland

Down where the lily pads grow

Mud puddles and lots of sand

It’s the only place we know



This is the life, this is the life

Oh, this is the life for me

This is the life, this is the life

Oh, this is the life for me




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Lily pad photos taken in the Tropical "Winter Gardens" at the Auckland Domain. You see the reflection of the glass roof or the metal frame in the water.


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Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Thursday Theme Song: life guards








We were at Bethals beach, in the West of Auckland. here are lifeguards in training. I presume many of them are volunteers. With these surf guards, you better not talk to them because the rip is very dangerous. One of our very famous rugby player Sonny Fai died there.

I remember I was once with my girl friend Ewah just frolicking in the surf. We were holding hands and jumping about as each surf came in at Piha beach. This is another very dangerous beach. One moment, we were holding hands and jumping, another moment, I was struggling for my life. I couldn't tread the sea bed, and Ewah saw me being swept out to the ocean. Luckily a tall handsome and strong man grabbed hold of my hand and dragged me back to shore. Alas I was choking with water and I never got to ask his name. I am not even sure if he was just a swimmer or my surf guard. He just disappeared and my dream popped just like that.

Last summer, I was in the Surfers' Paradise in Australia. Again I had another encounter with a life guard. He came to admonish me for taking my son and his friends for swimming too deep.

The best group of life guards who actually had time for me was in a private pool. My kids were learning to swim, and I sat with them yakking away. I asked if I was disturbing them. They said, their eyes and eyes were very sharp. While they were talking to me, their eyes and ears were focus on the pool. So, they were not really paying attention to me? LOL

So I do two songs here, I wanna be a life guard and Don't talk to the life guard.

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.
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Selling shoes
Another loser working in a shopping mall
9 to 5
A slave driver telling me 'Get on the ball!'
A crowded store
I kneel before them
Misery beyond compare
Sweaty socks
A lady boxer
What's she got against fresh air?
I want an ocean and some sunscreen lotion
Take me to the beach with a thousand pretty girls in reach

CHORUS
I, I, I wanna be a lifeguard (help, help, help, help)
I, I, I wanna guard your life
I, I, I wanna be a lifeguard (lifeguard, lifeguard)
Hardly any clothes (lifeguard)
Sand between my toes (lifeguard)
White stuff on my nose

Selling shoes
Another loser working in a shopping mall
I'm getting fat
What does it matter?
Nobody cares at all
But next July, I'll say goodbye to every out-of-it, dull-witted fool
Convert their feet into meters, marking distance at the swimming pool
Summer blondes revealing tanlines
I'll make more moves than Allied Van Lines

CHORUS
I, I, I wanna be a lifeguard (be a big man, now... get a great tan, now)
I, I, I wanna guard your life
I, I, I wanna be a lifeguard (lifeguard, lifeguard)
Sitting on my chair (lifeguard)
In the salty air (lifeguard)
White stuff on my nose
I, I, I wanna be a lifeguard (help, help, help, help)
I, I, I wanna guard your life
I, I, I wanna be a lifeguard (lifeguard, lifeguard)
Lounging on the deck (lifeguard)
Whistle 'round my neck (lifeguard)
White stuff in my nose
I, I, I wanna be a lifeguard (lifeguard, lifeguard)



Please Don't Talk To The Lifeguard Lyrics
Please don't talk to the lifeguard
Please don't talk to the lifeguard
Says the sign where I go to swim, oh-oh-oh-oh
How can I get to know him?
How can I get to show him
That I am so much in love with hi-i-im

Dark and handsome, golden tan
Six feet tall, man-oh-man!
Gotta make him mine, all mine
Wish theyd take away that sign

Please don't talk to the lifeguard
Please don't talk to the lifeguard
Guess I'll swim way out into the sea
And then I'll meet him when he rescues me-e-e

Dark and handsome, golden tan
Six feet tall, man-oh-man!
Gotta make him mine, all mine
Wish theyd take away that sign

Please don't talk to the lifeguard
Please don't talk to the lifeguard
Guess I'll swim way out into the sea
And then I'll meet him when he rescues me-e-e

Says the sign where I go to swim, oh-oh-oh-oh

Thursday, December 9, 2010

Thursday Theme Song: Please Mr. Postman

Since it is Christmas and John Lennon's anniversary, I am doing a double post for this week.






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.
http://hootin--anni.blogspot.com/



Santa brought me an early present, Postman Alan. I had been wanting to do this song ever since Annie started this meme. Each time, I see a postie, I am too late.

It reminds me of the time when my oldest daughter was four, and our family was the only one in the extended family living in New Zealand. We had to walk a steep footpath to check our letter box, and I taught her this song, well, part of it.

On the 8th, she turned 26, and I go to check my letter box hoping Mr. Postman has brought something for me from her. Because according to some Chinese customs, a mum gets a present on her child's birthday. Alas, these days of the internet, Mr. Postman Alan only brings me bills and the occasional card from Aunts and Uncles who still use the snail mail.

I saw this postman cycle past and I ran after him. He was very obliging when I told him why I wanted to take his photo.


(Wait) oh yes,
Wait a minute, Mister Postman
(Wait) wait, Mister Postman

(Please, Mister Postman, look and see)
Woah, yeah
(Is there’s a letter in your bag for me)
Please, please Mister Postman
(Cause it’s been a mighty long time)
Woah, yeah
(Since I`ve heard from this boyfriend of mine)

There must be some word today
From my boyfriend so far away
Please Mister Postman, look and see
Is there a letter, a letter for me

I’ve been standing here
Waiting, Mister Postman
So, oh, so patiently
For just a card or just a letter
Saying he’s returning home to me

Please, Mister Postman
(Please, Mister Postman, look and see)
Woah, yeah
(Is there's a letter in your bag for me)
Please, please Mister Postman
(Cause it's been a mighty long time)
Woah, yeah
(Since I've heard from this boyfriend of mine)

So many days, you passed me by
You saw the tear standing in my eyes
You wouldn't stop to make me feel better
By leaving me a card or a letter

Please, Mister Postman, look and see
Is there a letter, oh, yeah
In your bag for me
You know it's been so long
Yes, since I've heard from
This boyfriend of mine

You better wait a minute, wait a minute
(Wait, wait a minute, Mister Postman)
Oh, you better wait a minute
(Wait, wait a minute, Mister Postman)
Please, please, Mister Postman
(Wait, wait a minute, Mister Postman)
Please check it and see
Just one more time for me

You gotta wait (wait)
Wait a minute (wait a minute, Mister Postman)
Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute
(Wait, wait a minute, Mister Postman)
Please, Mister Postman
(Wait, wait a minute, Mister Postman)

Deliver the letter
The sooner the better
Wait a minute, wait a minute
(Wait, wait a minute, Mister Postman)
Wait a minute, please
Mister Postman...