The Brick


A young and successful executive was traveling down a neighborhood street, going a bit too fast in his new Jaguar.

He was watching for kids darting out from between parked cars and slowed down when he thought he saw something. As his car passed, no children appeared. Instead, a brick smashed into the Jag's side door!

He slammed on the brakes and backed the Jag back to the spot where the brick had been thrown.

The angry driver then jumped out of the car, grabbed the nearest kid and pushed him up against a parked car shouting, "What was that all about and who are you? Just what the heck are you doing? That's a new car and that brick you threw is going to cost a lot of money. Why did you do it?"

The young boy was apologetic.

"Please, mister... please, I'm sorry but I didn't know what else to do," He pleaded. "I threw the brick because no one else would stop... " With tears dripping down his face and off his chin, the youth pointed to a spot just around a parked car.
"It's my brother," he said. "He rolled off the curb and fell out of his wheelchair and I can't lift him up."
Now sobbing, the boy asked the stunned executive, "Would you please help me get him back into his wheelchair? He's hurt and he's too heavy for me."

Moved beyond words, the driver tried to swallow the rapidly swelling lump in his throat. He hurriedly lifted the handicapped boy back into the wheelchair, then took out a linen handkerchief and dabbed at the fresh scrapes and cuts.

A quick look told him everything was going to be okay.

"Thank you and may God bless you," the grateful child told the stranger.

Too shook up for words, the man simply watched the boy push his wheelchair-bound brother down the sidewalk toward their home. It was a long, slow walk back to the Jaguar.

The damage was very noticeable, but the driver never bothered to repair the dented side door. He kept the dent there to remind him of this message.

Conclusion:
"Don't go through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at you to get your attention!" 


God whispers in our souls and speaks to our hearts. Sometimes when we don't have time to listen, He has to throw a brick at us. 


It's our choice to listen or not.
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Car Tire & Thai Food

Oh dear! My dear friend spidy, the tire when puncture and two driver have warn us. So we went to somewhere in Yio Chu Kang with Veron and we are so virgin in changing car tire.

Unloosing the bolt and jack up the car so that the tire could be replace. Than take out the spare tire and change it.

We took 15 to 20 minutes which actually not bad for first timer timing. We did a test trial run and off we head to golden mile for Thai food and get grocery stuff.

After food when to somewhere near to seng kang and have a drink of beer and lepak. But it was indeed a nice fulfilling day plus school start tomorrow but ended up got to go school today to change the stupid password.

This is Veron. She love KFC chicken skin.

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Weekend Before Back To Poly Life

We went for a drink and is been sometime I had my Bluespin. Jess, Har and Wilsen which I accompany them that day. It was nice but I am not high enough to flirt some stranger.

My phone dead and it took sometime that my sister, Jess to find me. Haha she was angry as she got a private hiking the whole Vivo. But God grace that she manage to find me.

I must have the habit to always charge my iPhone.

So we reach Sentosa after lunch at 1530 and took a walk to Siloso Beach.

They play Monkey, Frisbee,Dog N Bone and also getting to know these wonderful people.

The sun is hot but 1600 is alright for swimming and outdoor sport. I just hate of sun burning. It took me sometime to familiar my new friend name and some got mix up if your name is unique.

Anyway Har, Jess, Kumar and I went to H&M which actually my first time there. The place is big and price is reasonable. Har dressing is always unique.

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The Carpenter & The Bridge

Once upon a time, two brothers who lived on adjoining farms fell into conflict. It was the first serious rift in 40 years of farming side-by-side, sharing machinery and trading labor and goods as needed without a hitch.

Then the long collaboration fell apart. It began with a small misunderstanding and it grew into a major difference and finally, it exploded into an exchange of bitter words followed by weeks of silence.

One morning there was a knock on John's door. He opened it to find a man with a carpenter's toolbox. "I 'm looking for a few days' work," he said. "Perhaps you would have a few small jobs here and there I could help with? Could I help you?"

"Yes," said the older brother. "I do have a job for you. Look across the creek at that farm. That's my neighbor. In fact, it's my younger brother! Last week there was a meadow between us. He recently took his bulldozer to the river levee and now there is a creek between us. Well, he may have done this to spite me, but I'll do him one better. See that pile of lumber by the barn? I want you to build me a fence an 8-foot fence -- so I won't need to see his place or his face anymore."

The carpenter said, "I think I understand the situation. Show me the nails and the post-hole digger and I'll be able to do a job that pleases you."

The older brother had to go to town, so he helped the carpenter get the materials ready and then he was off for the day. The carpenter worked hard all that day -- measuring, sawing and nailing. About sunset when the farmer returned, the carpenter had just finished his job.

The farmer's eyes opened wide, his jaw dropped. There was no fence there at all.

It was a bridge .. A bridge that stretched from one side of the creek to the other! A fine piece of work, handrails and all! And the neighbor, his younger brother, was coming toward them, his hand outstretched..

"You are quite a fellow to build this bridge after all I've said and done."

The two brothers stood at each end of the bridge, and then they met in middle, taking each other's hand. They turned to see the carpenter hoist his toolbox onto his shoulder.

"No, wait! Stay a few days. I've a lot of other projects for you," said the older brother.
"I'd love to stay on," the carpenter said, "but I have many more bridges to build."

Remember This... 


God won't ask what kind of car you drove, but He'll ask how many people you helped get where they needed to go. 

God won't ask the square footage of your house, but He'll ask how many people you welcomed into your home. 

God won't ask about the clothes you had in your closet, but He'll ask how many you helped to clothe. 

God won't ask how many friends you had, but He'll ask how many people to whom you were a friend. 

God won't ask in what neighborhood you lived, but He'll ask how you treated your neighbors. 

God won't ask about the color of your skin, but He'll ask about the content of your character. 

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Self Shot Mode

Taking self shot as my life was so lost. I have no job finally someone give me one but there is still something missing in my life which I don't know what it is. Maybe I'm so free that my thought of negativity run wild. I always advice and be there for people but I don't know why I tend not for them to be there for me. Maybe I'm too Concern that I just don't wanna trouble themself. Or thinking that I can handle my situation alone.

Well Zac, Fiona and John went off to Port Dickson wish that I can join them but I got so many to handle back in my hometown.

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