<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928</id><updated>2012-02-17T09:01:46.121+07:00</updated><category term='Mindset and Attitude'/><category term='Starting Points'/><category term='Sharing'/><category term='Places'/><category term='Workshops'/><category term='Friendship'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Love is...'/><category term='Letters and Quotes'/><category term='Cute is...'/><category term='Kids=Best Guru'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Joy is ...'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>Let's Grow &amp; Glow</title><subtitle type='html'>A Journey to the Land of Grow &amp;amp; Glow</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-4733214653612625904</id><published>2012-01-22T21:09:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T11:05:30.554+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>Panti Jompo Harapan Jaya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S2aR2JdjdMs/TyDQ0EQ8P6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/mgMVIa14nEQ/s1600/6Jompo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S2aR2JdjdMs/TyDQ0EQ8P6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/mgMVIa14nEQ/s320/6Jompo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701786721167622050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O2-O9yho-gY/TyDP_3Hv2xI/AAAAAAAAAaw/x-TsAE6mloY/s1600/5Jompo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O2-O9yho-gY/TyDP_3Hv2xI/AAAAAAAAAaw/x-TsAE6mloY/s320/5Jompo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701785824286202642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada hari Sabtu, tgl 21 Jan'12 sekitar pukul 15.00 WIB kami telah melakukan kunjungan ke Panti Jompo Harapan Jaya di Titi Papan, Medan, untuk menyerahkan bantuan berupa beras, &lt;em&gt;diapers&lt;/em&gt; untuk orang tua, minyak kayu putih, serta angpau. Untuk angpau langsung diserahkan kepada masing-masing penghuni Panti tsb, yang jumlahnya ada 46 orang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On Saturday, 21st Jan'12 around 3 pm, we have visited a Nursing Home for the Elderly at Titi Papan, Medan, to hand some contribution of rice, diapers for the elderly, cajuput oil, &amp; red-pockets. Red-pockets were handed directly to each of the Nursery Home occupants, total of 46 people.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PTTMDjJ3G28/TxwgoAILj5I/AAAAAAAAAaA/pzyso4DBdsA/s1600/Jompo1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PTTMDjJ3G28/TxwgoAILj5I/AAAAAAAAAaA/pzyso4DBdsA/s320/Jompo1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700467099945373586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidak semua penghuni Panti adalah orang tua; di antaranya terdapat juga pemuda yang cacat kaki dan wanita muda yang cacat mental. Terdapat 11 orang petugas di sana, di bawah pimpinan Sdr. Ahok. Bagi yang ingin berbagi, Sdr. Ahok dapat dihubungi di 0813-9781-4088.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not all of the occupant are the elderly, there is a young man with handicapped legs and also young women with mental problems. There are 11 attendants under the supervision of Mr. Ahok.&lt;/em&gt; For they who want to contribute, Mr. Ahok can be contacted at his mobile phone 0813-9781-4088.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fpZMiSKhZKw/TyDO2ESFsjI/AAAAAAAAAaM/I43vKBX-pMI/s1600/2Jompo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fpZMiSKhZKw/TyDO2ESFsjI/AAAAAAAAAaM/I43vKBX-pMI/s320/2Jompo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701784556508918322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih kepada teman-teman yang telah bersedia berbagi sehingga pemberian bantuan ini dapat terwujud. Kebaikan seperti bumerang, ia akan kembali. Tuhan memberkati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you to all friend who are willing to contribute that has made this sharing possible. Kindness is like a boomerang, it'll return. God bless.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0BcACM1TqZ0/TyDPL-0NXKI/AAAAAAAAAaY/aahiyMSryPs/s1600/3Jompo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0BcACM1TqZ0/TyDPL-0NXKI/AAAAAAAAAaY/aahiyMSryPs/s320/3Jompo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701784932998536354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uaYazR6tvTI/TyDPlRB5lPI/AAAAAAAAAak/9nJvwwVakyw/s1600/4Jompo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uaYazR6tvTI/TyDPlRB5lPI/AAAAAAAAAak/9nJvwwVakyw/s320/4Jompo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701785367384528114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-4733214653612625904?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/4733214653612625904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2012/01/panti-jompo-harapan-jaya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/4733214653612625904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/4733214653612625904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2012/01/panti-jompo-harapan-jaya.html' title='Panti Jompo Harapan Jaya'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S2aR2JdjdMs/TyDQ0EQ8P6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/mgMVIa14nEQ/s72-c/6Jompo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-7710664927855015657</id><published>2011-10-30T11:45:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T11:48:51.243+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love is...'/><title type='text'>Ice Cream</title><content type='html'>Love is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have enough money to buy 2 ice-creams. You buy 1 and give it to your kid. You look at her enjoying every melt &amp; drop of the ice-cream. You watch the chocolate cream all over her lips &amp; cheek. You are satisfied without having to have it. You are simply happy because she is happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-7710664927855015657?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/7710664927855015657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/10/ice-cream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/7710664927855015657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/7710664927855015657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/10/ice-cream.html' title='Ice 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-6897957925543842566</id><published>2011-10-30T11:32:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T11:39:25.842+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Morning Smile</title><content type='html'>Joy is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up late in Sunday morning, look at my still-sleeping-mini-bear, touch her hair, forehead, wait in silence till she squirms her whole body, opens her eyes, and gives me a sweet morning smile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is wonderful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-6897957925543842566?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/6897957925543842566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/10/joy-is-sunday-morning-smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/6897957925543842566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/6897957925543842566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/10/joy-is-sunday-morning-smile.html' title='Sunday Morning Smile'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-2066434500951768515</id><published>2011-10-23T19:31:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T19:42:14.083+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joy is ...'/><title type='text'>Care</title><content type='html'>Joy is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone you hope will care about you, does care about you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is lovable...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-2066434500951768515?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/2066434500951768515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/10/care.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/2066434500951768515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/2066434500951768515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/10/care.html' title='Care'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-5685761522589901037</id><published>2011-10-03T20:17:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T20:28:05.404+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joy is ...'/><title type='text'>Sweet Bath</title><content type='html'>Joy is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing my friend's story of how her young kid sweetly offering to bath his mom, brushing her foot &amp; washing her hair... all in spontaneity, rubbed up in sincerity, all with those tiny pair of hands &amp; a warm heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is sweet...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-5685761522589901037?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/5685761522589901037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/10/sweet-bath.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/5685761522589901037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/5685761522589901037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/10/sweet-bath.html' title='Sweet Bath'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-7617502965357465782</id><published>2011-10-01T20:35:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T20:39:40.239+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joy is ...'/><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>Joy is ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrive home from work, seeing my darling daughter opens the door so enthusiastically, greets me with a warm hug &amp; a sweet smile... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life becomes more bearable...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-7617502965357465782?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/7617502965357465782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/10/home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/7617502965357465782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/7617502965357465782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/10/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-2357650100741005222</id><published>2011-08-15T20:09:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T20:32:07.263+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids=Best Guru'/><title type='text'>Parents' Task</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Doing homework session...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mini Bear  : Mommy, what's Daddy's main task?&lt;br /&gt;Momma Bear : Lead the family &amp; earn money to support the family.&lt;br /&gt;Mini Bear  : (writing it down) Ok, then what's Daddy's side task?&lt;br /&gt;Momma Bear : Hmm... &lt;br /&gt;Mini Bear  : Can I write "fixing the computer"?&lt;br /&gt;Momma Bear : Great!! Of course you can, Honey.&lt;br /&gt;Mini Bear  : (writing it down) Now, what's Mommy's main task?&lt;br /&gt;Momma Bear : What is it according to you, Darling?&lt;br /&gt;Mini Bear  : Mommy works, so it's earning money to support the family too, right?&lt;br /&gt;Momma Bear : Yup. Mommy also takes care you.&lt;br /&gt;Mini Bear  : Yes, that's enough. How about the side task? Mommy doesn't cook...&lt;br /&gt;Momma Bear : No need to emphasize that part, Little Bear. Let's think...&lt;br /&gt;Mini Bear  : Mommy doesn't wash shirts...&lt;br /&gt;Momma Bear : Stay focus! The question is "What is?" not "What isn't?"&lt;br /&gt;Mini Bear  : Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;Momma Bear : Oh, here is a good one for Mommy's side task... Mommy ruins the computer&lt;br /&gt;             so that Daddy can fix the computer!&lt;br /&gt;Mini Bear  : ???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zu-zXq9egAc/Tkkfh7A2p2I/AAAAAAAAAZs/SCqxeeewHIM/s1600/parents.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 131px; height: 149px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zu-zXq9egAc/Tkkfh7A2p2I/AAAAAAAAAZs/SCqxeeewHIM/s320/parents.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641074675895674722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesi Mengerjakan PR&lt;br /&gt;Mini Bear  : Mommy, apa tugas utama Daddy?&lt;br /&gt;Momma Bear : Memimpin keluarga &amp; mencari nafkah untuk kebutuhan keluarga.&lt;br /&gt;Mini Bear  : (mencatat) Ok, trus tugas tambahan Daddy apa?&lt;br /&gt;Momma Bear : Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;Mini Bear  : Boleh saya tulis "memperbaiki komputer"?&lt;br /&gt;Momma Bear : Bagus! Tentu saja boleh, Sayang.&lt;br /&gt;Mini Bear  : (mencatat) Trus apa tugas utama Mommy?&lt;br /&gt;Momma Bear : Menurutmu, Sayang?&lt;br /&gt;Mini Bear  : Mommy kan bekerja, berarti mencari nafkah untuk kebutuhan keluarga juga.&lt;br /&gt;Momma Bear : Yup. Mommy juga mengasuh kamu.&lt;br /&gt;Mini Bear  : Ya, itu sudah cukup. Bagaimana dengan tugas tambahan Mommy? Mommy kan &lt;br /&gt;             tidak memasak.&lt;br /&gt;Momma Bear : Gak perlu mempertegas bagian itu, Sayang. Mari kita pikirkan.&lt;br /&gt;Mini Bear  : Mommy tidak mencuci pakaian.&lt;br /&gt;Momma Bear : Harap fokus! Pertanyaannya adalah "Apa yang merupakan?" bukan "Apa yang &lt;br /&gt;             tidak?"&lt;br /&gt;Mini Bear  : Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;Momma Bear : Oh, ini ada satu yang bagus sebagai tugas tambahan Mommy... &lt;br /&gt;             Mommy merusak komputer sehingga Daddy bisa menjalankan tugas tambahan&lt;br /&gt;             memperbaiki komputer!&lt;br /&gt;Mini Bear  : ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-2357650100741005222?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/2357650100741005222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/08/parents-task.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/2357650100741005222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/2357650100741005222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/08/parents-task.html' title='Parents&apos; Task'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zu-zXq9egAc/Tkkfh7A2p2I/AAAAAAAAAZs/SCqxeeewHIM/s72-c/parents.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-298114526134105953</id><published>2011-08-07T19:56:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T22:03:40.863+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>A Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PbHgILFAnkk/Tj6N0hA1IbI/AAAAAAAAAZk/hhzSygPkZ7Q/s1600/old.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 168px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PbHgILFAnkk/Tj6N0hA1IbI/AAAAAAAAAZk/hhzSygPkZ7Q/s320/old.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638099716869005746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini berkunjung ke Panti Jompo di daerah Titi Papan (Medan), ada 42 penghuni di sana. Orang tua/jompo, anak muda yang cacat kaki dan selalu dipukuli ibunya, lelaki 30an yang bermasalah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika kita melihat ini semua, belajarlah berbagi untuk mereka, belajarlah mensyukuri yang kita punya. Hidup terlalu singkat untuk disesali. Hidup akan lebih bermakna bila dijalani dengan penuh kesadaran. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today went to visit Nursing Home for the Old at Titi Papan (Medan), with 42 people staying there. Old people, young legs-handicapped guy who was being beaten by his mom, guy in his thirties with problem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When seeing these all, learn to share with them, learn to feel gratitude of what we have. Life is too short to feel sorry of. Life will be more meaningful if being gone through in consciousness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-298114526134105953?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/298114526134105953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/08/visit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/298114526134105953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/298114526134105953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/08/visit.html' title='A Visit'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PbHgILFAnkk/Tj6N0hA1IbI/AAAAAAAAAZk/hhzSygPkZ7Q/s72-c/old.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-6487492570667744524</id><published>2011-05-22T11:38:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T11:45:31.526+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids=Best Guru'/><title type='text'>Games for Kids_Play &amp; Learn</title><content type='html'>"Mommy, can you give me money? There is something I want to buy after school."&lt;br /&gt;"What do you want to buy?"&lt;br /&gt;"Don't know yet, I'll see."&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, here's Rp 5.000,-, spend it wisely."&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, thanks, Mommy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what she bought: play &amp; learn stuff. 12 cards. 12 cateogries. From fruits to math. Made in China, Rp 7.000,- (the trishaw driver lent her Rp 2.000,- hehehe...). You put 1 card in &amp; name the picture. Simple, quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bc-BfxOzSH4/TdiUnvyE69I/AAAAAAAAAZY/nOwaPvxMbyY/s1600/Play%2526Learn4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bc-BfxOzSH4/TdiUnvyE69I/AAAAAAAAAZY/nOwaPvxMbyY/s320/Play%2526Learn4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609396746452265938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good, wise choice, dear. Educative."&lt;br /&gt;"Ehmm... actually I bought it because that is the only one I can afford, Mommy."&lt;br /&gt;"???"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-6487492570667744524?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/6487492570667744524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/05/games-for-kidsplay-learn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/6487492570667744524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/6487492570667744524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/05/games-for-kidsplay-learn.html' title='Games for Kids_Play &amp; Learn'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bc-BfxOzSH4/TdiUnvyE69I/AAAAAAAAAZY/nOwaPvxMbyY/s72-c/Play%2526Learn4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-3470614253729464027</id><published>2011-05-22T11:19:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T11:26:35.265+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><title type='text'>Being a Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f87-4PmIsjQ/TdiP2Z_Ec6I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/6NIB1LrzXe4/s1600/frenship.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f87-4PmIsjQ/TdiP2Z_Ec6I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/6NIB1LrzXe4/s320/frenship.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609391500741079970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Princess :   Mommy, today I play with Freddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mommy         :   Really? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Princess :   Yes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mommy         :   Other friends still don’t want to play with him?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Princess :   Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mommy         :   So why you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Princess :   Because he has no one to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mommy         :   Are you afraid others won’t play with you anymore because you play with Freddy?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Princess :   Yes, I am. But when playing time, Freddy was alone while I was with some friends. So I think it’s not a bad idea to go play with him. You see, I have a lot, he has none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mommy         :   Nice! How did your friends react?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Princess :   They just kept silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mommy         :   Now that you have ever played with Freddy, what do you think of him?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Princess :   Actually he is a nice boy. He is not fussy, he is fun to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mommy         :   If so, then why others don’t want to play with him?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Princess :   Because he writes very slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mommy         :   Hmmm… no direct connection with playing, right? Any others?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Princess :   He is dirty. Sometimes his mucus is all over his face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mommy         :   Oh… do you mind that?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Princess :   Ehmmm… yes, it’s quite disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mommy         :   As a friend, what do you think you should do?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Princess :   Remind him? Advice him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mommy          :   Yes. And what do you think you can offer him?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Princess :   Tissue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mommy         :   Bingo! You are such a smart sweet girl! You can take 1 pack for him tomorrow and my dear, beside tissue, actually you have offered him something more. You have offered him a sweet friendship.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Princess :   Thanks, Mommy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-3470614253729464027?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/3470614253729464027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/05/being-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/3470614253729464027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/3470614253729464027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/05/being-friend.html' title='Being a Friend'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f87-4PmIsjQ/TdiP2Z_Ec6I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/6NIB1LrzXe4/s72-c/frenship.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-5640336370350322988</id><published>2011-05-12T05:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T03:38:00.452+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>TinkerBell &amp; the Great Fairy Rescue</title><content type='html'>Menonton kartun merupakan kesenangan tersendiri. Memanjakan imaginasi, menghibur diri, masuk ke dunia penuh warna. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Disney's TinkerBell &amp; the Great Fairy Rescue&lt;/em&gt; menceritakan pertemuan pertama TinkerBell, si peri yang selalu ingin tahu &amp; berjiwa petualang, dengan manusia, yakni Lizzy, si gadis kecil yang memiliki keyakinan mendalam akan keberadaan peri. Kemunculan TinkerBell dalam hidup Lizzy juga mengubah sudut pandang ayah Lizzy yang hanya percaya pada fakta &amp; segala yang di luar fakta adalah dongeng, melulu hal tak berguna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada sepotong dialog menarik antara si ayah dengan Lizzy:&lt;br /&gt;"Tapi bagaimana caranya?" tanya si ayah.&lt;br /&gt;"Ayah tak perlu tahu caranya. Ayah hanya perlu percaya," jawab Lizzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anak memiliki kekuatan menakjubkan yang terkadang hilang oleh ketidakpercayaan orangtua. Film ini wajib tonton &amp; sangat direkomendasikan, untuk kita berlatih melihat tidak hanya dengan mata, tapi dengan hati. Kekuatan keyakinan &amp; keindahan persahabatan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jzuBaemX-jo/TcsWuwYsWII/AAAAAAAAAZI/84hOs2kdlCI/s1600/tinker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 186px; height: 139px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jzuBaemX-jo/TcsWuwYsWII/AAAAAAAAAZI/84hOs2kdlCI/s320/tinker.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605599153710979202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Watching cartoon is a unique pleasure. Spoiling the imagination, entertaining, get into the world of colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disney's TinkerBell &amp; the Great Fairy Rescue tells about the curious &amp; adventorous fairy, TinkerBell's first meeting with human named Lizzy, a little girl who has a very deep faith about the existence of fairies. TinkerBell's appearance in Lizzy's life also changes Lizzy's father's view point, who used to be a guy who only believes in facts, that whatever outside the facts are tales, useless things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an interesting dialog between the father and Lizzy:&lt;br /&gt;"But how?" asked the father.&lt;br /&gt;"You don't need to know how. You just need to believe," answered Lizzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids have incredible strength that sometimes disappear because parents do not believe. This movie is highly recommended, for us to train not only to see with eyes, but with heart. The power of faith &amp; the beauty of friendship.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-5640336370350322988?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/5640336370350322988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/05/tinkerbell-great-fairy-rescue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/5640336370350322988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/5640336370350322988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/05/tinkerbell-great-fairy-rescue.html' title='TinkerBell &amp; the Great Fairy Rescue'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jzuBaemX-jo/TcsWuwYsWII/AAAAAAAAAZI/84hOs2kdlCI/s72-c/tinker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-5194433750145108729</id><published>2011-05-10T06:17:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T06:37:41.131+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindset and Attitude'/><title type='text'>No Water</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NEEr-mWsFfE/Tch6rnWfQuI/AAAAAAAAAZA/JxFafBFuXmY/s1600/Water.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 203px; height: 128px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NEEr-mWsFfE/Tch6rnWfQuI/AAAAAAAAAZA/JxFafBFuXmY/s320/Water.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604864625978852066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putri : Mommy, Mommy, gak ada air, gak bisa mandi &lt;em&gt;(Mommy, Mommy, no water, we can't take bath)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy : Waduh, waduh, bau dong! &lt;em&gt;(Ouch, gonna be smelly!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putri : Pakai cologne banyak-banyak hehehe... &lt;em&gt;(Use cologne hehehe...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy : Susah ya, kalau gak ada air &lt;em&gt;(It's troublesome when we have no water)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putri : Iya, ntar mau pipis, gimana ya? &lt;em&gt;(Yes, how if we wanna pee?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy : Mommy lihat ada sedikit air di bak, pas-pas untuk pipis kita. Pipisnya nyambung aja ya, jadi sekali siram hehehe... &lt;em&gt;(Mommy saw there's a bit of water there, enough when we pee. We do continuous pee, so we just need to flush once hehehe...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putri : Iiiih, jorok! &lt;em&gt;(Iiiih, dirty!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy : Lha, mau gimana lagi? Nah, kalau lagi gak ada air kayak begini, apa hal berguna yang bisa kita lakukan? &lt;em&gt;(What we can do then? Hey, when we have no water like now, what's the useful thing we can do?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putri : Hmmm... mana ada, Mommy, semua-semua gak bisa dikerjakan &lt;em&gt;(Hmmm...none, Mommy, there are lots of thing we can't do without water)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy : Ada, Sayang. Coba pikirkan. Air banyak gunanya untuk kita kan? &lt;em&gt;(There is, Honey. Think. Water has lots of usage for us, right?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putri : Iya. Trus? &lt;em&gt;(Yes. Then?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy : Kalau gak ada air, kita susah? &lt;em&gt;(When there is no water, we are in trouble?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putri : Pasti susah banget! &lt;em&gt;(Absolutely!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy : Jadi kalau pas lagi gak ada air, kita baru benar-benar menyadari kalau air itu besar banget perannya dalam hidup kita kan? &lt;em&gt;(So when there is no water, we really come to realise that water has huge role in our life, right?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putri : Betul juga &lt;em&gt;(Yes, right)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy : Nah, kalau kita sadari, trus? &lt;em&gt;(Ok, after we realise it, then?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putri : Kita syukuri waktu ada &lt;em&gt;(We thank for its existancy)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy : Benar, kita syukuri keberadaannya, kita hargai, tidak kita boros-boroskan &lt;em&gt;(Right, we thank for its existancy, we do not waste it) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putri : Tapi waktu gak ada seperti sekarang ini, apa hal berguna yang bisa kita lakukan? &lt;em&gt;(But when no water like now, what is the useful thing we can do?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy : Bukankah kita benar-benar menyadari peran besar air waktu airnya pas gak ada? &lt;em&gt;(We realise the huge role of water when we have no water, don't we?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putri : Oh iya! &lt;em&gt;(Oh, I see)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy : Jadi, suka &amp; duka tetap ada plusnya &lt;em&gt;(So there is always plus in everything)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putri : Betul, betul, betul hehehe... Mommy, jadi pipis bareng? &lt;em&gt;(Right hehehe... Mommy, wanna pee together?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy : :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-5194433750145108729?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/5194433750145108729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/05/no-water.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/5194433750145108729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/5194433750145108729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/05/no-water.html' title='No Water'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NEEr-mWsFfE/Tch6rnWfQuI/AAAAAAAAAZA/JxFafBFuXmY/s72-c/Water.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-4005299004947389217</id><published>2011-05-08T11:41:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T11:50:37.833+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>Sepertinya Hari Ibu ada di Mei, ada di Desember. Semalam putri saya membuatkan sebuah kartu, kertas tepatnya, Kertas Ucapan Selamat Hari Ibu, yang dia kerjakan di sekolah, menggunakan kertas HVS, hiasan kuda-kuda, tanda cinta, bunga, bintang, kemudian dilipat berbentuk amplop, berikut 'segel' hasil lipatan dari kertas origami. Dengan tersenyum-senyum, diberikannya kepadaku sewaktu aku pulang dari Kantor. Terima kasih, Sayang... Mommy mencintaimu, sangat... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TK2pJgS7olA/TcYgkjyMkAI/AAAAAAAAAYw/gBKdAMVznqg/s1600/DSCN5845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TK2pJgS7olA/TcYgkjyMkAI/AAAAAAAAAYw/gBKdAMVznqg/s320/DSCN5845.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604202598762319874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mother's Day is in May, in December. Yesterday my daughter made me a card, actually a paper, A Happy Mother's Day Paper, that she made at school, using HVS paper, accessories such as horses, love, flowers, stars, then she folded it like envelope, sealed it with a creation from origamy. With smile, she handed it to me when I was back from office. Thank you, Honey... Mommy loves you, very much... :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XWgONT6OcLE/TcYg-ojIVsI/AAAAAAAAAY4/LFgE1qgrZ1c/s1600/DSCN5844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XWgONT6OcLE/TcYg-ojIVsI/AAAAAAAAAY4/LFgE1qgrZ1c/s320/DSCN5844.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604203046717904578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-4005299004947389217?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/4005299004947389217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/05/mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/4005299004947389217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/4005299004947389217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TK2pJgS7olA/TcYgkjyMkAI/AAAAAAAAAYw/gBKdAMVznqg/s72-c/DSCN5845.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-8980896099981423127</id><published>2011-05-08T11:24:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T11:28:59.321+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Fun Time_Assembled Honey Room3</title><content type='html'>Sekali ini putriku menyusun sendiri tanpa bantuanku. Ruang dapur. Selamat bermain, Sayang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UEv0Tivlzg4/TcYbdstXP2I/AAAAAAAAAYg/a-AzYfSCZx8/s1600/DSCN5832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UEv0Tivlzg4/TcYbdstXP2I/AAAAAAAAAYg/a-AzYfSCZx8/s320/DSCN5832.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604196983340744546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This time my daughter assembled it by herself without my help. The kitchen. Happy playing, my dearest...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0IsrM-bzqbo/TcYbunFzfzI/AAAAAAAAAYo/ACBBMGXGh_Q/s1600/DSCN5834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0IsrM-bzqbo/TcYbunFzfzI/AAAAAAAAAYo/ACBBMGXGh_Q/s320/DSCN5834.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604197273890422578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-8980896099981423127?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/8980896099981423127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/05/fun-timeassembled-honey-room3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/8980896099981423127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/8980896099981423127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/05/fun-timeassembled-honey-room3.html' title='Fun Time_Assembled Honey Room3'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UEv0Tivlzg4/TcYbdstXP2I/AAAAAAAAAYg/a-AzYfSCZx8/s72-c/DSCN5832.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-2703149317390055676</id><published>2011-04-12T20:37:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T20:58:12.326+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindset and Attitude'/><title type='text'>Beautiful Morning</title><content type='html'>Beberapa hari lalu, dalam perjalanan ke Kantor, aku membeli koran dari seorang ibu. Suatu aktivitas singkat yg amat sangat biasa, membeli koran pagi. Namun reaksi si Ibu benar-benar membuatku takjub. Dengan sigap, beliau menyodorkan korannya dan sambil menerima uang, dengan senyum lebar &amp; mata bersinar, si Ibu mengucapkan terima kasih dengan penuh semangat; bukan berlebihan namun atmosfer bersyukurnya benar-benar terasa. Dan teman-teman, harga koran itu hanya Rp 1.000,- Rezeki akan selalu bersamamu, Bu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di lain waktu, aku membaca artikel di koran tentang seorang ibu yg berprofesi sebagai tukang parkir. Seorang wanita perkasa yg melakoni profesinya dengan semangat &amp; rasa syukur. Di artikel tsb, si Penulis ada menuliskan ucapan si Ibu yg layak diingat, "Bukankah hidup ini indah, Nak?" Ucapan seorang wanita yg harus menahan terik &amp; debu, mengatur kendaraan, dengan penghasilan secukupnya! Rezeki akan selalu bersamamu juga, Bu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D4MBVA2DsIk/TaRZ1aX5dBI/AAAAAAAAAYY/aMXSC7VGw10/s1600/images%255B7%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 204px; height: 127px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D4MBVA2DsIk/TaRZ1aX5dBI/AAAAAAAAAYY/aMXSC7VGw10/s320/images%255B7%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594695411248493586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Few days ago on way to office, I bought a newspaper from a woman. A very common short activity, buying morning paper. But the reaction from the woman really amazed me. Quickly she handed me the paper &amp; while accepted the money, with a huge smile &amp; sparkling eyes, the woman said 'thank you' in high spirit; not overreacted but her gratitude atmosphere really felt. And my friends, the paper only costed Rp 1.000,- Fortune will always be with you, Mam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another time, I read an article in newspaper about a mother who works as parking worker (parker). A tough woman who works in high spirit &amp; full of gratitude. In the article, the writer wrote the woman's saying that's worth to be remembered, "Don't you think this life is beautiful, Kid?" These are words came from a woman who has to bear heat &amp; dust, arranging cars, with a not-so-much income! Fortune will always be with you, too, Mam...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-2703149317390055676?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/2703149317390055676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/04/beautiful-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/2703149317390055676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/2703149317390055676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/04/beautiful-morning.html' title='Beautiful Morning'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D4MBVA2DsIk/TaRZ1aX5dBI/AAAAAAAAAYY/aMXSC7VGw10/s72-c/images%255B7%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-7727183133062553324</id><published>2011-04-12T05:38:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T20:37:13.843+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindset and Attitude'/><title type='text'>Menggunakan Masalah sebagai Solusi</title><content type='html'>Pikiran kamu seperti jalan yg panjang &amp; sepi, &amp; semua masalah adalah para bandit. Menyadari mereka ada di sana, kamu menjadi takut u/ melakukan perjalanan. Kamu bisa menggunakan energi kesadaran kamu seperti menyewa pengawal, menggabungkannya dengan harapan &amp; rasa takut, sambil berpikir 'Jika saya mengamati pikiran saya, mereka akan hilang.' Dengan cara apapun juga, masalah kamu senantiasa muncul. Mereka sepertinya selalu lebih besar &amp; lebih kuat daripada kamu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atau kamu bisa memilih menjadi pengelana yg cerdas, yg mengundang masalah kamu u/ melakukan perjalanan bersama, &lt;strong&gt;'menyewa para bandit menjadi pengawalmu'&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ketika kamu takut, jangan coba menantang rasa takut itu atau lari darinya.&lt;/strong&gt; Buat kesepakatan dengannya. 'Hai, rasa takut, tetaplah di sini. Jadilah pengawal saya. Tunjukkan betapa besar &amp; kuatnya kamu.' Jika kamu sering melakukan itu, pada akhirnya rasa takut tsb menjadi bagian dari pengalamanmu, sesuatu yg datang &amp; pergi. Kamu merasa nyaman bersamanya, bahkan akhirnya bergantung kepadanya sbg kesempatan u/ menghargai kekuatan pikiranmu. Pikiranmu harus sangat kuat u/ menciptakan masalah seperti itu, bukan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ketika kamu tidak lagi melawan emosi yg kuat seperti rasa takut, kamu bebas menyalurkan energi itu ke arah yg lebih konstruktif. Ketika kamu menyewa masalah-masalah kamu sebagai pengawal, mereka menunjukkan kepada kamu bagaimana kuatnya pikiranmu. Kekuatan mereka membuat kamu menyadari betapa kuatnya dirimu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saljay Rinpoche kepada Yongey Mingyur Rinpoche)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--SSU_m87Y3k/TaOIsu2IVcI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/PF9FSE9SJRI/s1600/abs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 190px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--SSU_m87Y3k/TaOIsu2IVcI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/PF9FSE9SJRI/s320/abs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594465464194979266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your mind is like a long &amp; lonely road, &amp; all the problem are the bandits. Realising they are there, you become afraid to make a journey. You can use your consciousness energy to hire bodyguards, combine them with hope &amp; fear, thinking 'If I observe my mind, they will disappear.' With whatever ways, the problems still appear. They always seem to be bigger &amp; stronger than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or you can choose to be the smart traveller, who invites the problems to do the journey together, &lt;strong&gt;'to hire the bandits as the bodyguards.'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you are afraid, do not challenge the fear or run from it. &lt;/strong&gt;Make a deal with them. 'Hi, fear, stay there. Be my bodyguard. Show me how big &amp; strong you are.' If you often do this, the fear will become part of your experience, something that comes &amp; go. You'll feel comfortable with it, even depends on it as a chance to appreciate the power of your mind. Your mind has to be very strong to create this problem, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you are not opposing the strong emotion, such as fear, you are free to distribute your energy to a more constructive way. When you hire your problems as bodyguards, they will show you how strong your mind is. Their strength make you realize how strong you are&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Saljay Rinpoche to Yongey Mingyur Rinpoche)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-7727183133062553324?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/7727183133062553324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/04/menggunakan-masalah-sebagai-penangkal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/7727183133062553324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/7727183133062553324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/04/menggunakan-masalah-sebagai-penangkal.html' title='Menggunakan Masalah sebagai Solusi'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--SSU_m87Y3k/TaOIsu2IVcI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/PF9FSE9SJRI/s72-c/abs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-4750848795061689650</id><published>2011-04-03T11:50:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T12:05:25.007+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Fun Time_Assembled Honey Room2</title><content type='html'>Dua minggu lalu aku &amp; putriku menyusun &lt;em&gt;3D Puzzle &lt;/em&gt;dari &lt;em&gt;Cubic Fun &lt;/em&gt;edisi &lt;em&gt;Honey Room &lt;/em&gt;berupa ruang tidur dalam waktu 1,5 jam. Pagi ini kami menyusun yang ruang tamu dalam waktu 1/2 jam, kemajuan yang baik hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qty4PL5LMck/TZf-88nNQkI/AAAAAAAAAX4/nPSf0jaz4xY/s1600/CubicFun%2B3DPuzzle_Living%2BRoom1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qty4PL5LMck/TZf-88nNQkI/AAAAAAAAAX4/nPSf0jaz4xY/s320/CubicFun%2B3DPuzzle_Living%2BRoom1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591217785419940418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah selesai, kami memadukan dengan ruang tidur yang sebelumnya. &lt;em&gt;Cute&lt;/em&gt; deh! Berikutnya incaran kami adalah dapur atau kamar mandi. Moga-moga koleksinya bisa komplit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGSp1XKcdeA/TZf_iQ5iRPI/AAAAAAAAAYA/4QH9uBvp_Gg/s1600/Merger_Bedroom%2526Living%2BRoom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGSp1XKcdeA/TZf_iQ5iRPI/AAAAAAAAAYA/4QH9uBvp_Gg/s320/Merger_Bedroom%2526Living%2BRoom.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591218426520683762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebagaimana sebelumnya, waktu yang kami habiskan bersama mengerjakan ini selalu menjadi momen berharga. Aku amat menikmatinya &amp; sepertinya putriku juga :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R7k_zNs2M_k/TZf_5a-GwOI/AAAAAAAAAYI/E8k7n1s09J8/s1600/CubicFun%2B3DPuzzle_Living%2BRoom2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R7k_zNs2M_k/TZf_5a-GwOI/AAAAAAAAAYI/E8k7n1s09J8/s320/CubicFun%2B3DPuzzle_Living%2BRoom2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591218824361197794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two weeks ago, I &amp; my daughter assembled the 3D Puzzle Honey Room edition from Cubic Fun, that is the bedroom, in 1.5 hours. This morning we worked on the living room and finished it in just 1/2 hour, good progress hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finished it, we combined it with the previous assembled bedroom. Cute! Next, we have aimed to either the kitchen or the bathroom. Hope the collection will be completed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As before, the time we spent together working on this is always a priceless moment. I enjoy it very much &amp; seem so does my daughter :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-4750848795061689650?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/4750848795061689650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/04/fun-timeassembled-honey-room2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/4750848795061689650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/4750848795061689650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/04/fun-timeassembled-honey-room2.html' title='Fun Time_Assembled Honey Room2'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qty4PL5LMck/TZf-88nNQkI/AAAAAAAAAX4/nPSf0jaz4xY/s72-c/CubicFun%2B3DPuzzle_Living%2BRoom1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-7001013006614513727</id><published>2011-03-27T16:48:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T16:58:00.777+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>What is Called Love? - Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I've learned that you can't make someone to love you.&lt;br /&gt;All you do is be someone who can be loved.&lt;br /&gt;The rest is up to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that no matter how much I care,&lt;br /&gt;some people just don't care back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that it takes years to build up trust,&lt;br /&gt;and only seconds to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that it's not what you have in your life,&lt;br /&gt;but who you have in your life that counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4AKPdF8H0W0/TY8KC8iHJAI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Ua_MMJPnl-Y/s1600/love2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4AKPdF8H0W0/TY8KC8iHJAI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Ua_MMJPnl-Y/s320/love2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588696708315292674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that you can get by on charm for about 15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;After that, you'd better know something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that you shouldn't compare yourself to the best others can do,&lt;br /&gt;but to the best you can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that you can do something in an instant,&lt;br /&gt;that will give you heartache for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that it's not what happens to people that's important,&lt;br /&gt;it's what they do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that no matter how thin you slice it,&lt;br /&gt;there are always two sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time waits for no one.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday is history.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is a mystery.&lt;br /&gt;Today is a gift, that's why it's called the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't wait... just love...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-7001013006614513727?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/7001013006614513727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-is-called-love-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/7001013006614513727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/7001013006614513727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-is-called-love-part-2.html' title='What is Called Love? - Part 2'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4AKPdF8H0W0/TY8KC8iHJAI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Ua_MMJPnl-Y/s72-c/love2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-5758580600587660776</id><published>2011-03-24T21:10:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T21:27:33.894+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>What is Called Love? - Part 1</title><content type='html'>Saat sedang merapikan berkas di kamar, kulihat ada kertas-kertas lama berisi kalimat bijak, &lt;em&gt;nice quotes&lt;/em&gt;, cerita maupun puisi menarik. &lt;em&gt;Hardly remember where I got this all&lt;/em&gt;. Ini ada satu yg &lt;em&gt;quite interesting&lt;/em&gt;, berjudul "&lt;em&gt;What is Called Love?&lt;/em&gt;", berisi opini ringkas tentang "apakah cinta itu?". &lt;em&gt;No need to 100% agree to it, you can freely have yours&lt;/em&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fI9QgQzXJc0/TYtUr4ycuaI/AAAAAAAAAXo/y7tZm1HaT48/s1600/love1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fI9QgQzXJc0/TYtUr4ycuaI/AAAAAAAAAXo/y7tZm1HaT48/s320/love1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587652875638323618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;They who dislike it, called it as responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;They who play on it, called it a game.&lt;br /&gt;They who do not own it, called it a dream.&lt;br /&gt;They who love it, called it destiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knows what's the best. &lt;br /&gt;He'll give difficulties to test us.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes He hurt our heart, so His wisdom can be deeply planted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we loose love, there must be a reason behind it.&lt;br /&gt;Reason that's sometimes hard to be understood but we still have to believe that when He takes away something, He's ready to give something better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we want to run, let's learn to walk first.&lt;br /&gt;If we want to swim, let's learn to float first.&lt;br /&gt;If we want to be loved, let's learn to love first.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-5758580600587660776?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/5758580600587660776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-is-called-love-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/5758580600587660776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/5758580600587660776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-is-called-love-part-1.html' title='What is Called Love? - Part 1'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fI9QgQzXJc0/TYtUr4ycuaI/AAAAAAAAAXo/y7tZm1HaT48/s72-c/love1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-4590979756934504723</id><published>2011-03-23T21:01:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T21:22:12.266+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindset and Attitude'/><title type='text'>No Worry</title><content type='html'>Seorang lelaki bijak pernah berkata bahwa ada 2 hari dalam hidup ini yg tak perlu dikhawatirkan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yg pertama adalah "&lt;strong&gt;kemarin&lt;/strong&gt;". &lt;br /&gt;Kita tak dapat mengubah apa yg telah terjadi. &lt;br /&gt;Kita tak dapat menarik kata yg telah terucap. &lt;br /&gt;Kita tak dapat menghapus kesalahan. &lt;br /&gt;Kita tak dapat mengulang kebahagiaan yg kita rasakan kemarin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Biarkan "kemarin" itu pergi, biarkan ia berlalu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yg kedua adalah "&lt;strong&gt;esok&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;Sampai matahari terbit esok, kita tak tahu apa yg akan terjadi.&lt;br /&gt;Kita tak dapat melakukan yg esok itu pada hari ini.&lt;br /&gt;Kita tak tahu esok kita sedih atau bahagia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esok belum tiba, biarkan saja.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa yg tertinggal adalah hari ini.&lt;br /&gt;Pintu masa lalu telah tutup.&lt;br /&gt;Pintu esok belum tiba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fokuskan diri kita pada hari ini.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kita dapat melakukan lebih banyak hari ini bila kita memaafkan kemarin dan melepas rasa takut akan esok.&lt;/strong&gt; Hiduplah untuk hari ini karena masa lalu &amp; masa mendatang hanyalah permainan pikiran yg rumit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iw6eItA5Efg/TYoASfO0rvI/AAAAAAAAAXg/UmcqXo2jIdI/s1600/today.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iw6eItA5Efg/TYoASfO0rvI/AAAAAAAAAXg/UmcqXo2jIdI/s320/today.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587278605327838962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A wise man ever said that there are 2 days in this life those no need for us to worry about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, it's "&lt;strong&gt;yesterday&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;We can't change what have happened.&lt;br /&gt;We can't withdraw spoken words.&lt;br /&gt;We can't delete mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;We can't repeat the happiness we felt yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let the yesterday go, let it go.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, it's "&lt;strong&gt;tomorrow&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;Until the tomorrow sun rise, we won't know what'll happen.&lt;br /&gt;We can't do anything tomorrow on today.&lt;br /&gt;We don't know whether we'll be sad or happy tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tomorrow hasn't come yet, let it be.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What left is only today.&lt;br /&gt;The past door has closed.&lt;br /&gt;The future door hasn't come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Focus ourself on today&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We can do more today if we can forgive yesterday and let go the fear of tomorrow.&lt;/strong&gt; Live for today because the past &amp; future are just a complicated mind game.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumber Tulisan/&lt;em&gt;Writing Source&lt;/em&gt;: kutipan/&lt;em&gt;quoted somewhere&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-4590979756934504723?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/4590979756934504723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/03/no-worry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/4590979756934504723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/4590979756934504723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/03/no-worry.html' title='No Worry'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iw6eItA5Efg/TYoASfO0rvI/AAAAAAAAAXg/UmcqXo2jIdI/s72-c/today.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-3343583392590693114</id><published>2011-03-20T11:47:00.008+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T12:06:30.546+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Fun Time_Assembled Honey Room1</title><content type='html'>Bermain &lt;em&gt;DIY (Do It Yourself)&lt;/em&gt; dengan anak adalah salah satu pilihan menarik bagiku. Sekali ini kami memilih &lt;em&gt;3D Puzzle &lt;/em&gt;dari &lt;em&gt;CubicFun&lt;/em&gt;, yaitu 63 potongan karton dengan kualitas cukup baik yang nantinya dipasang menjadi sebuah ruangan. Ada 4 pilihan: ruang tidur, ruang tamu, dapur, dan kamar mandi. Dengan harga Rp 60.500/kotak, kami putuskan untuk mencoba 1 kotak dulu dan pilihan putriku jatuh pada ruang tidur &lt;em&gt;Honey Room&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berhubung kami berdua bukan ahli dalam kerajinan tangan, kami butuh waktu sekitar 1,5jam pagi ini untuk memasang sampai jadi. Tidak terlalu buruk dan kami putuskan bulan depan akan membeli 'ruang' lainnya dan putriku sudah mengincar ruang tamu :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku selalu menyenangi waktu mengerjakan suatu 'proyek' dengan putriku. Kebersamaan di tengah kesibukan sehari-hari merupakan momen yang sangat berharga dan saat berkarya bersama, banyak pesan edukasi yang dapat disampaikan dalam suasana &amp; cara yang asyik. &lt;em&gt;DIY&lt;/em&gt; ini mendidik kami berdua akan ketelatenan &amp; kesabaran dan lebih dari segalanya... menghadiahkan momen berharga untuk Ibu &amp; Anak :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wgbDbafCCz8/TYXyqI12A1I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/kctwFzS8afE/s1600/DSCN5815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wgbDbafCCz8/TYXyqI12A1I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/kctwFzS8afE/s320/DSCN5815.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586137718564717394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Working on DIY (Do It Yourself) is one of the interesting things for me to do with my daughter. This time we chose 3D Puzzle from CubicFun; those are 63 pieces of good quality carton to be assembled to a room. There are 4 choices: bedroom, living room, kitchen, and bathroom. With a price of Rp 60.500/box, we decided to try 1 box first and my daughter's choice was the bedroom called Honey Room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since both of us aren't experts in handycraft stuff, we needed 1.5 hours to finish this. Not to bad and we decided to buy another one next month and my daughter has aimed on the living room :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always enjoy the time working on a 'project' with her. The togetherness within daily busy time is a very precious moment and when working together, lots of educational messages can be given in a fun time &amp; fun ways. This DIY teach both of us perseverance &amp; patience and well, most of all... gifting such precious moment for Mother &amp; Daughter :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9-9eBtsFcaE/TYXzECJI5gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/865BbK7wHgQ/s1600/DSCN5816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9-9eBtsFcaE/TYXzECJI5gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/865BbK7wHgQ/s320/DSCN5816.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586138163443197442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-3343583392590693114?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/3343583392590693114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/03/bermain-diy-do-it-yourself-dengan-anak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/3343583392590693114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/3343583392590693114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/03/bermain-diy-do-it-yourself-dengan-anak.html' title='Fun Time_Assembled Honey Room1'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wgbDbafCCz8/TYXyqI12A1I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/kctwFzS8afE/s72-c/DSCN5815.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-729260464844778027</id><published>2011-02-06T08:50:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T09:14:11.283+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindset and Attitude'/><title type='text'>Segala Sesuatu ada Hikmahnya</title><content type='html'>Dari Renungan "Lika-Liku Hidup adalah Anugerah Terselubung", oleh Tim Cahaya Maitri:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TU4C0cRjQEI/AAAAAAAAAXA/hRfGK3qYBhk/s1600/hikmah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TU4C0cRjQEI/AAAAAAAAAXA/hRfGK3qYBhk/s320/hikmah.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570392889070141506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di sebuah kepulauan tropis yg hangat, hiduplah seorang Raja yg dibantu seorang Perdana Menteri yg sangat optimis. Perdana Menteri ini juga sangat berpikiran positif sehingga seringkali Raja merasa jengkel karena selalu saja ia mampu menemukan sisi positif dari setiap keadaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada suatu hari, Raja &amp; Perdana Menteri sedang melakukan perjalanan melintasi hutan lebat. Di tengah perjalanan, Sang Raja beristirahat sambil membelah buah kelapa sebagai pelepas dahaga. Ketika sedang enak-enaknya makan buah kelapa, tanpa sengaja Sang Raja menggigit batok kelapa yg keras itu sehingga giginya terlepas. Ia menjerit kesakitan lalu menyampaikan kesialannya pada Perdana Menteri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mendengar keluhan Sang Raja, Perdana Menteri ini malah tersenyum sambil berteriak, "Wow, itu bagus!" "Hah! Kenapa kamu berkata seperti itu?" tanya Sang Raja keheranan. "Ya, karena itu adalah pertanda keberuntungan untuk Baginda." Mendengar jawaban ini, Sang Raja menjadi sangat marah. Bagaimana mungkin seorang Perdana Menteri malah menganggap lucu penderitaan seorang rajanya? "Baginda, mohon dengarkan saya," desak Perdana Menteri. &lt;strong&gt;"Di balik setiap kejadian yg tidak mengenakkan, selalu terdapat sisi baik yg tidak kita lihat." &lt;/strong&gt;"Cukup! Ini sudah keterlaluan!" Kini Sang Raja menjadi murka. Ia lalu menangkap dan mengikat Perdana Menteri, lalu dimasukkan ke dalam sumur kering. Sang Raja akan menjemputnya nanti sepulang dari perjalanannya. Sang Rajapun melanjutkan perjalanannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah berjalan cukup jauh, Sang Raja dihadang oleh sekelompok suku liar yg sedang mencari orang untuk dikurbankan pada dewa Gunung Api. Begitu suku liar ini mengetahui bahwa yg ditangkap adalah seorang raja, mereka sangat senang dan membawanya ke pemimpin upacara. Lalu suku liar ini mempersiapkan sesajian dan merias Raja ini dengan pakaian kurban yg indah. Ketika hendak dikurbankan dan algojo siap memenggal leher Sang Raja, sang pemimpin suku berteriak menghentikan semuanya. Ia melihat ternyata ada satu gigi Sang Raja yg telah tanggal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kami tidak bisa menggunakan engkau sebagai kurban karena dewa Gunung Api hanya berkenan menerima kurban yg tubuhnya lengkap. Kamu boleh pergi sekarang!" Sang Raja merasa sangat bersyukur. Ia pun lari cepat-cepat meninggalkan suku liar itu. Tiba-tiba ia teringat apa yg dikatakan oleh Perdana Menterinya, bahwa &lt;strong&gt;memang benar-benar ada sisi keberuntungan dari sesuatu yg dianggapnya sebagai kesialan&lt;/strong&gt;. Bergegas Sang Raja pulang. Di perjalanan pulang, ia menjenguk Perdana Menteri yg masih tertinggal dalam sumur kering. Ketika melongok ke dalam sumur, Sang Raja melihat Perdana Menterinya masih terikat rapat dan sedang tersenyum gembira. "Wow! Perdana Menteri ini benar-benar seorang yg berpikiran positif!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sang Raja menolong Perdana Menteri itu keluar dari sumur dan meminta maaf atas segala apa yg dilakukan padanya. "Aku minta maaf telah melemparkanmu ke dalam sana," kata Sang Raja sambil memegang bahu Perdana Menterinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kemudian Sang Raja menceritakan apa yg dialaminya. "Aku ditangkap oleh suku liar di sana yg bermaksud mengurbankanku pada dewa Gunung Api. Tapi mereka melihat ada sebuah gigiku yg lepas lalu mereka melepaskanku. Bukankah ini suatu keajaiban?! Sewaktu kau mengatakan hal itu, aku sangat tidak percaya, malah membuangmu ke dalam sumur itu! Maukah kau memaafkanku?" "Ah, Baginda tak perlu meminta maaf," jawab Perdana Menteri sambil tersenyum. "Bukankah itu juga adalah sebuah keberuntungan dan berkah bagi hamba karena Baginda telah melempar hamba ke dalam sumur?" "Hah? Sekarang berkah apa yg bisa kau tarik dari kejadianmu itu?" tanya Sang Raja terheran-heran. "Begini, Baginda," jawab Perdana Menteri, "Seandainya saja hamba tadi pergi bersama Baginda, maka suku liar itu akan menggunakan hamba sebagai kurban untuk dewa Gunung Api!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Di balik setiap lika-liku kehidupan yg dijalani, selalu ada anugerah yg terselubung di baliknya. Segala sesuatu ada hikmahnya. Tinggal kita bersabar &amp; berkemampuan melihatnya.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Gong Xi Fa Chai, wan shi ru yi!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TU4DvrBXtZI/AAAAAAAAAXI/HXAON8N0ikE/s1600/smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TU4DvrBXtZI/AAAAAAAAAXI/HXAON8N0ikE/s320/smile.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570393906641089938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-729260464844778027?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/729260464844778027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/02/segala-sesuatu-ada-hikmahnya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/729260464844778027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/729260464844778027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/02/segala-sesuatu-ada-hikmahnya.html' title='Segala Sesuatu ada Hikmahnya'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TU4C0cRjQEI/AAAAAAAAAXA/hRfGK3qYBhk/s72-c/hikmah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-8440519888046366555</id><published>2011-01-09T11:10:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T11:33:34.555+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindset and Attitude'/><title type='text'>Everyone Means Something</title><content type='html'>Setiap orang yang hadir dalam hidup kita punya misi tersendiri. Ada yang menuntun kita, membantu kita, mendidik kita, sampai membuka mata kita; baik dengan cara menyenangkan maupun tidak menyenangkan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kurang dari 1/2 tahun lalu saya mengenal seorang teman baru, yang melaluinya saya kian menyadari bahwa terlepas dari masalah saya pribadi, ternyata saya masih jauh lebih beruntung darinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lihatlah ke atas untuk memacu diri, tapi ingat juga untuk melihat ke bawah, mensyukuri apa yang kita miliki saat ini. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TSk5RLNOX9I/AAAAAAAAAW0/ONUFsL7Zcb4/s1600/sunflower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 137px; height: 103px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TSk5RLNOX9I/AAAAAAAAAW0/ONUFsL7Zcb4/s320/sunflower.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560038182194405330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;People who step into our life, has own mission. Some guide us, some help us, some teach us, some open our eyes whether in nice ways or in bad ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less than half a year ago, I came to know a new friend, whom through her, I realize more that despite of my own problems, actually I'm far luckier than her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Look up to speed up yourself, but remember to look down, to be grateful of what you have now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-8440519888046366555?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/8440519888046366555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/01/everyone-means-something.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/8440519888046366555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/8440519888046366555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/01/everyone-means-something.html' title='Everyone Means Something'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TSk5RLNOX9I/AAAAAAAAAW0/ONUFsL7Zcb4/s72-c/sunflower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-8001508529524091747</id><published>2011-01-06T06:26:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T06:40:14.856+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindset and Attitude'/><title type='text'>Simple</title><content type='html'>Karena masalah teknis, tagihan &lt;em&gt;handphone&lt;/em&gt;-ku tak terdebet. Dua hari aku uring-uringan, hanya untuk menyadari: tinggal bayar manual, lalu buka blokir sendiri &lt;em&gt;via &lt;/em&gt;operator telepon 24-jam, dan .... selesai. Energi terbuang percuma dengan uring-uringan padahal menyelesaikannya tidak sulit-sulit amat. &lt;strong&gt;Memang kadang (atau lebih seringnya), kita yang mempersulit diri!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TSUAKuXO_3I/AAAAAAAAAWs/BN8zY4Bivm0/s1600/irritating.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 132px; height: 121px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TSUAKuXO_3I/AAAAAAAAAWs/BN8zY4Bivm0/s320/irritating.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558849499302920050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Due to technical matter, my mobile phone bill wasn't being debited. For 2 days I became irritated, just to find out: pay manually, then open the blockade by myself through 24-hour operator phonecall, and done ... Wasted energy by getting irritated, whereas the way to solve the matter is damn easy. &lt;strong&gt;Sometimes (or most of the times), we are the ones who complicate ourselves!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-8001508529524091747?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/8001508529524091747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/01/karena-masalah-teknis-tagihan-handphone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/8001508529524091747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/8001508529524091747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/01/karena-masalah-teknis-tagihan-handphone.html' title='Simple'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TSUAKuXO_3I/AAAAAAAAAWs/BN8zY4Bivm0/s72-c/irritating.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-7847124878623412110</id><published>2011-01-02T16:15:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T16:45:43.553+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starting Points'/><title type='text'>Happy Year 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;2010 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suka &amp; duka, kisah &amp; peristiwa, tawa &amp; tangis, pengertian &amp; kesalahpahaman... &lt;br /&gt;Semua menuntun pada pembelajaran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ups &amp; downs, stories &amp; events, laughters &amp; tears, understandings &amp; misunderstandings... All lead to learning.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pembelajaran di 2010 semoga menjadi bekal di 2011, menjadi manusia yang lebih baik, yang akan terus tumbuh &amp; bersinar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hopefully the learning in 2010 becomes the sources in 2011 to become a better person who will keep growing &amp; glowing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TSBIum5sqQI/AAAAAAAAAWk/1dDHH4Md8qk/s1600/2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 129px; height: 129px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TSBIum5sqQI/AAAAAAAAAWk/1dDHH4Md8qk/s320/2011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557521905728923906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Welcome, two zero one one !!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-7847124878623412110?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/7847124878623412110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/01/2-0-1-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/7847124878623412110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/7847124878623412110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2011/01/2-0-1-1.html' title='Happy Year 2011'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TSBIum5sqQI/AAAAAAAAAWk/1dDHH4Md8qk/s72-c/2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-5981547798097781878</id><published>2010-12-07T19:31:00.010+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T19:58:53.200+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places'/><title type='text'>Kunjungan ke Maha Vihara Maitreya</title><content type='html'>Hari ini libur. Di Medan, selain &lt;em&gt;mall&lt;/em&gt;, bingung juga harus bawa anak main ke mana, &lt;em&gt;so I got an idea to bring her to the so-big temple in&lt;/em&gt; Medan, yang ada di Kompleks Perumahan Cemara Asri, tepatnya di Jl. Cemara Boulevard Utara. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vihara yang diresmikan di bulan Agustus 2008 oleh Menteri Pariwisata, Menteri Agama, &amp; Gubernur Sumut, berdiri dengan megah. Adem, nyaman, bersih, menyenangkan. &lt;em&gt;We both love it!&lt;/em&gt; Adanya taman bermain untuk anak-anak kian menambah nilai plus vihara ini, selain sebagai tempat ibadah umat Buddha. Juga restoran yang menyajikan makanan vegetarian dengan sistem &lt;em&gt;self-service&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berikut beberapa foto yang sempat diambil:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bangunan vihara yang megah:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TP4qvNzQZ_I/AAAAAAAAAVo/0nZkNPvA9d4/s1600/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TP4qvNzQZ_I/AAAAAAAAAVo/0nZkNPvA9d4/s320/1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547918781613893618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taman indah:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TP4rX6ZV2II/AAAAAAAAAVw/INjVIkapZd8/s1600/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TP4rX6ZV2II/AAAAAAAAAVw/INjVIkapZd8/s320/2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547919480779561090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TP4sQ8kbX8I/AAAAAAAAAV4/fTFUqnVxMUY/s1600/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TP4sQ8kbX8I/AAAAAAAAAV4/fTFUqnVxMUY/s320/3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547920460615475138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TP4s39QYlsI/AAAAAAAAAWA/SAgUZugrL7A/s1600/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TP4s39QYlsI/AAAAAAAAAWA/SAgUZugrL7A/s320/4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547921130814740162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TP4t_59cWlI/AAAAAAAAAWI/YjjVuhQBgSg/s1600/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TP4t_59cWlI/AAAAAAAAAWI/YjjVuhQBgSg/s320/5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547922366880569938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taman Bermain:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TP4ucxDK5-I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/45vm8jKVVNE/s1600/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TP4ucxDK5-I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/45vm8jKVVNE/s320/6.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547922862704879586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Restoran Vegetarian:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TP4u7tTXkeI/AAAAAAAAAWY/L3wGmZmPvNw/s1600/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TP4u7tTXkeI/AAAAAAAAAWY/L3wGmZmPvNw/s320/7.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547923394275021282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-5981547798097781878?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/5981547798097781878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/12/kunjungan-ke-maha-vihara-maitreya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/5981547798097781878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/5981547798097781878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/12/kunjungan-ke-maha-vihara-maitreya.html' title='Kunjungan ke Maha Vihara Maitreya'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TP4qvNzQZ_I/AAAAAAAAAVo/0nZkNPvA9d4/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-4750955586548475063</id><published>2010-11-26T19:34:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T05:30:02.577+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><title type='text'>Happy 27th Nov'10 Birthday!</title><content type='html'>My dearest friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TO-31o5M1fI/AAAAAAAAAVg/gdQLzenLyt0/s1600/birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 95px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TO-31o5M1fI/AAAAAAAAAVg/gdQLzenLyt0/s320/birthday.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543851798454654450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's your birthday today, the 9th birthday we celebrate since I know you and more coming up in the years ahead, I believe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend, as I treasure more about you, I treasure even more about the value of our friendship. This friendship poem by Joanna Fuchs is dedicated especially to you because that is exactly what I feel for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank You, Friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, friend, for all the things&lt;br /&gt;That mean so much to me&lt;br /&gt;For concern and understanding&lt;br /&gt;You give abundantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for listening with your heart;&lt;br /&gt;For cheering me when I'm blue;&lt;br /&gt;For bringing out the best in me;&lt;br /&gt;And just for being you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for in-depth conversation&lt;br /&gt;That stimulates my brain;&lt;br /&gt;For silly times we laugh out loud;&lt;br /&gt;For things I can't explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For looking past my flaws and faults;&lt;br /&gt;For all the time you spend;&lt;br /&gt;For all the kind things that you do,&lt;br /&gt;Thank you; thank you, friend.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, may your days filled with joy, serenity, and wonderful health :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-4750955586548475063?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/4750955586548475063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-27th-nov10-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/4750955586548475063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/4750955586548475063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-27th-nov10-birthday.html' title='Happy 27th Nov&apos;10 Birthday!'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TO-31o5M1fI/AAAAAAAAAVg/gdQLzenLyt0/s72-c/birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-8816378226180190473</id><published>2010-11-23T21:06:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T21:06:39.117+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids=Best Guru'/><title type='text'>Merry X'mas 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SzTeWIl3J_I/AAAAAAAAAKs/Jy-Z8WLHuAw/s1600-h/santa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 119px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SzTeWIl3J_I/AAAAAAAAAKs/Jy-Z8WLHuAw/s320/santa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419200723478325234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Honey, why you put your little handmade Xmas tree at our window?"&lt;br /&gt;"To let Santa know he's welcomed to come in."&lt;br /&gt;"U have written your letter to Santa, right?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, I put it in the sock and the letter is gone, Mommy. Santa has taken it!"&lt;br /&gt;"How if Santa didn't fulfill your wish? An organ and fishing toy, right?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, Mommy. Well, if Santa didn't fulfill it, it's ok. It's his right, never mind."&lt;br /&gt;"You won't be disappointed?"&lt;br /&gt;"I will but that's ok."&lt;br /&gt;"You are an understanding little cute girl, Darling... Santa will know this. Ok, good nite, Mommy loves you."&lt;br /&gt;"Love Mommy, too, good nite. Good nite, Santa, please come."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mommy, see, there's a note in my sock. Wow, it's a note from Santa!"&lt;br /&gt;"What Santa wrote?"&lt;br /&gt;"Santa gave me clues where to find the gift!"&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, let's track it, Honey!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 3 clues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow, the organ!!!"&lt;br /&gt;"Congrats, Bunny! No fishing toy?"&lt;br /&gt;"No, Mommy. See, Santa wrote that I am a big girl now, so I should play the organ rather than fishing toy. He's right! Santa also said 'see you next year!' Wow!!!"&lt;br /&gt;"Are you happy, Bunny?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, yes, yesssss!"&lt;br /&gt;"Great, be a nice girl, ok?"&lt;br /&gt;"Of course, Mommy. Hey, I wrote to Santa to give Mommy a ring, he didn't?"&lt;br /&gt;"Never mind. Santa always has his own reason to do or not to do things. As long as you're happy, Mommy is happier too! Come on, try your new organ!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X'mas is not all about gifts... but it's a hope, brand new hope for a better tomorrow... Merry X'mas 2009!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-8816378226180190473?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/8816378226180190473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/merry-xmas-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/8816378226180190473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/8816378226180190473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/merry-xmas-2009.html' title='Merry X&apos;mas 2009'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SzTeWIl3J_I/AAAAAAAAAKs/Jy-Z8WLHuAw/s72-c/santa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-1723958197878803967</id><published>2010-11-23T21:05:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T21:05:56.466+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids=Best Guru'/><title type='text'>Forever!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SrtiLgvKZwI/AAAAAAAAAF0/q5ZHTNG1oYc/s1600-h/Kanga%26Roo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385005729357391618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 84px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SrtiLgvKZwI/AAAAAAAAAF0/q5ZHTNG1oYc/s320/Kanga%26Roo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/Srti0qxLZCI/AAAAAAAAAF8/sgAIEKw9W7c/s1600-h/forever.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385006436424836130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 109px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/Srti0qxLZCI/AAAAAAAAAF8/sgAIEKw9W7c/s320/forever.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;There is only one pretty child in the world and every mother has it (Chinese Proverb)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Already 2 months my daughter loves to use the word “forever” in a lot of different situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mommy, I like this chair. I want to sit on it… &lt;strong&gt;forever&lt;/strong&gt;!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nyummy… this chicken is delicious. I want to eat it… &lt;strong&gt;forever&lt;/strong&gt;!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I like red. I like red. I like red… &lt;strong&gt;forever&lt;/strong&gt;!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t want to study.”&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, if you don’t study, you’ll fail in exam and can’t go to higher class.”&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t care. I like my classmates. I like my class. I want to be in it… &lt;strong&gt;forever&lt;/strong&gt;!”&lt;br /&gt;“Ok, your friends who study will pass the exam and you can’t go to higher class with them because you don’t study and fail in the exam. So?”&lt;br /&gt;……………………..&lt;br /&gt;“Ok, then I will study… &lt;strong&gt;forever&lt;/strong&gt;!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SrtkhSh8RsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Rm35dVkAgQ0/s1600-h/koala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385008302524221122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 67px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 93px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SrtkhSh8RsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Rm35dVkAgQ0/s320/koala.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I had to bring my Dad to doctor and couldn’t bring her along, she’ld stick to me like a koala and screamed, “Mommy, you can’t leave me, you have to bring me... &lt;strong&gt;forever&lt;/strong&gt;! I want to be with you… &lt;strong&gt;forever&lt;/strong&gt;!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In another time, when she was not happy with me, she’ld say, “I don’t want to be with you… &lt;strong&gt;forever&lt;/strong&gt;!” and I would say, “Be careful with what you wish, young lady!” And she’ld revise it, “I… I want to be with you… &lt;strong&gt;forever&lt;/strong&gt;... if only you don't scold me... &lt;strong&gt;forever&lt;/strong&gt;!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one night… We were laying in bed, preparing to sleep. As usual, we chat, just two of us, in the darkness with only one little pink light. We tickled, hugh, and finally said good night, “Love you, Bunny!” I kissed her forehead and cheek. She turned her back on me, no respond, no voice, just silent. I waited for her respond and heard nothing. I thought she was tired and fall asleep very quickly. So I closed my eyes and tried to sleep. I didn’t know how long this silence had been but suddenly I felt a very touching whisper came from the little lip bes&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SrzGKpLVi6I/AAAAAAAAAGM/aEElZ4p5q-8/s1600-h/mom%26daugh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385397140582665122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 99px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SrzGKpLVi6I/AAAAAAAAAGM/aEElZ4p5q-8/s320/mom%26daugh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ide me, &lt;strong&gt;"I LOVE YOU, MOMMY... FOREVER!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned to her and there she was, looking at me, smiling. “That is &lt;strong&gt;the nicest 'forever'&lt;/strong&gt; that Mommy heard. I love you FOREVER, too, Darling!” We hughed each other tightly… &lt;strong&gt;forever&lt;/strong&gt;!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-1723958197878803967?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/1723958197878803967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/forever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/1723958197878803967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/1723958197878803967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/forever.html' title='Forever!!!'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SrtiLgvKZwI/AAAAAAAAAF0/q5ZHTNG1oYc/s72-c/Kanga%26Roo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-5622979657418058736</id><published>2010-11-23T21:04:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T21:05:12.116+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids=Best Guru'/><title type='text'>What did I do when in your womb?</title><content type='html'>“Mommy, how were I when in your womb?”&lt;br /&gt;“You were cute, dear, u saw those USG photos Doctor took while you were still inside, didn’t you?”&lt;br /&gt;“Hmmm… for me, they are not nice pics. Do you know what I did inside?”&lt;br /&gt;“Well, you usually woke up on 6 am, then Mommy would talk to you before taking bath because it’s a cold one, no heater. Then Mommy usually hold you tight when riding on trishaw. At work, Mommy often listened to fast-beat music, some kind of house music hehehe… However, Mommy did combine with music for babies, sweet calming ones.”&lt;br /&gt;“Mom&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SreCFC_zZWI/AAAAAAAAAEk/SYmlhngorpc/s1600-h/images%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383914902760154466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 63px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SreCFC_zZWI/AAAAAAAAAEk/SYmlhngorpc/s320/images%5B8%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my, not ‘what you did’ but ‘what I did’.”&lt;br /&gt;“Ups, sorry, you kicked Mommy, you tickled Mommy, you pointed your fingers around &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SreBF2XpVfI/AAAAAAAAAEU/eWDZLJublxQ/s1600-h/images%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mommy’s tummy, very cute movement.”&lt;br /&gt;“Did I read inside or draw something, maybe?” (imagination mode on)&lt;br /&gt;“Well… you did.”&lt;br /&gt;“Tell me, did you swallow books and crayon and papers so I could read and draw inside?”&lt;br /&gt;“Hahaha… I bet so.”&lt;br /&gt;“How about lamp, Mommy? I mean, it must be dark inside.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, of course, lamps instead of candles because candles could burn Mommy!”&lt;br /&gt;“Hahaha…”&lt;br /&gt;“You know what, you love to make noise inside. Mommy suspect you were stomping!”&lt;br /&gt;“No, Mommy, I wasn’t… I was just playing drums that you swallowed!”&lt;br /&gt;“Wow, our conversation getting far, Lady. We better close our eyes and fly to the world of dreams, ok, Honey?”&lt;br /&gt;…………………&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SreBpUlZT7I/AAAAAAAAAEc/85jcNLIfpYE/s1600-h/chair.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;……………………………………&lt;br /&gt;“Mommy…” &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SreCMKU7bJI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Xev0w7Z5g7A/s1600-h/chair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383915024986893458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 93px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SreCMKU7bJI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Xev0w7Z5g7A/s320/chair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, Bunny?”&lt;br /&gt;“Next time, make sure you swallow a chair because I didn’t sit for the whole nine months! It’s tiring, Mommy!”&lt;br /&gt;“Hehehe… good night, dear…”&lt;br /&gt;“Good night, Mommy.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-5622979657418058736?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/5622979657418058736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-did-i-do-when-in-your-womb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/5622979657418058736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/5622979657418058736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-did-i-do-when-in-your-womb.html' title='What did I do when in your womb?'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SreCFC_zZWI/AAAAAAAAAEk/SYmlhngorpc/s72-c/images%5B8%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-6270409268393000243</id><published>2010-11-23T21:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T21:04:20.117+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids=Best Guru'/><title type='text'>Ants &amp; The Imagination Lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SqWNDiymxZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/j4WziD0fpvY/s1600-h/Ant2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378860421982111122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 117px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SqWNDiymxZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/j4WziD0fpvY/s320/Ant2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Watching ants in row is always a fun thing to do… especially when watching it with kids...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mommy, look! There are lots of ants!”&lt;br /&gt;“Leave them alone, Honey, don’t disturb them.”&lt;br /&gt;“Why are they marching like this, Mommy?”&lt;br /&gt;“They are moving. See, they used to stay there and now they are moving to the other place.”&lt;br /&gt;“Why they move?”&lt;br /&gt;“Eee… they found a new better home, maybe?”&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, they march in such tidy row!”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, ants are very &lt;strong&gt;discipline&lt;/strong&gt;. They also always &lt;strong&gt;work together&lt;/strong&gt; and very &lt;strong&gt;diligent&lt;/strong&gt;. We, human, are supposed to learn from this.”&lt;br /&gt;“Learn from what, Mommy?”&lt;br /&gt;“Well, learn from ants. &lt;strong&gt;Discipline, diligent, and teamwork&lt;/strong&gt;.”&lt;br /&gt;“This one is not discipline, Mommy, it goes out from the row!”&lt;br /&gt;“Not that it is not discipline; it is checking the situation for the others, Bunny, see if it’s safe to continue the journey.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh…”&lt;br /&gt;“Will you go out from your row, Honey?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, if it’s to check the safety for my friends!”&lt;br /&gt;“Wow, &lt;strong&gt;you are a great leader! Make sure you do it safely&lt;/strong&gt;.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, Mommy. Hey, this big ant is carrying a rucksack on its back!” (&lt;em&gt;imagination is on&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;“Wow, the rucksack is in such bright color!” (&lt;em&gt;following the imagination&lt;/em&gt;) “Mommy rather choose a blue one. How about you, Darling?”&lt;br /&gt;“I always love red, Mommy. Look! This little one is pulling a trolley bag!” (&lt;em&gt;higher imag&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SqWODMCpsXI/AAAAAAAAACE/N5PiKMgNWBs/s1600-h/Ant3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378861515387023730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SqWODMCpsXI/AAAAAAAAACE/N5PiKMgNWBs/s320/Ant3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ination!&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;“Oh yeah? Strong although it’s little. It might eat a lot. &lt;strong&gt;Will you eat more to gain more energy&lt;/strong&gt;, Bunny?”&lt;br /&gt;“Of course, Mommy! I am as strong as Hulk!”&lt;br /&gt;“This one doesn’t carry anything.”&lt;br /&gt;“Maybe it is ill, Mommy, so it is free not to carry anything.”&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, you are so &lt;strong&gt;understanding&lt;/strong&gt;. It could be lazy.”&lt;br /&gt;“No, just now Mommy said ants are diligent, so if it is not carrying something, it must has reason.”&lt;br /&gt;“Ehm… yeah, maybe you are right. High understanding, hah? Look! Look! That one is carrying a freezer, this one carries stove, the other in the middle row carries sofa, followed by the one behind, carrying king-size bed!” (&lt;em&gt;imagination goes wild, this time in the mother’s side&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;“Mommy, you went too far… They are only ants.”&lt;br /&gt;“???”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teaching kids can be from any sources&lt;/strong&gt;. It is a funny thing to realize that despite of their high imagination (which we, parents, always want to catch up with), actually they are realistic, they know the difference between ‘just an imagination’ and ‘reality’. Make sure not to go too far, otherwise you end up “???” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-6270409268393000243?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/6270409268393000243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/ants-imagination-lesson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/6270409268393000243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/6270409268393000243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/ants-imagination-lesson.html' title='Ants &amp; The Imagination Lesson'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SqWNDiymxZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/j4WziD0fpvY/s72-c/Ant2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-6179410217828330014</id><published>2010-11-23T21:01:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T21:03:39.038+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids=Best Guru'/><title type='text'>Where was I from?</title><content type='html'>“Mommy, you said I was from your stomach.”&lt;br /&gt;“Womb, Honey.”&lt;br /&gt;“Ok. Womb. How could I get in?”&lt;br /&gt;“Well… ehm… you were being put in.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh… Then you said I was being taken out from your stomach… I mean, your womb, after staying there for 9 months.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yup.”&lt;br /&gt;“If I was to be taken out from your womb, why should I be put in? I mean, if I have to go out, why should I go in?”&lt;br /&gt;“Ehm… that is a very good question from a 5-year-old lady, Honey.”&lt;br /&gt;“Mommy, the answer, please?”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh… what is the question, sorry?”&lt;br /&gt;“If I have to go out from your womb, why should I go in?”&lt;br /&gt;“Because… ehm… your process was in the womb, Bunny.”&lt;br /&gt;“What process?”&lt;br /&gt;“Growing process.”&lt;br /&gt;“Grow from what to what, Mommy?”&lt;br /&gt;“Uhhh… from tiny to a bigger one.”&lt;br /&gt;“A bigger what, Mommy?”&lt;br /&gt;“Bigger baby…?”&lt;br /&gt;“How tiny, Mommy?”&lt;br /&gt;“Very, very tiny, Honey Bunny.”&lt;br /&gt;“Very, very tiny… Did I have hands, legs, head when I was still tiny?”&lt;br /&gt;“Hmmm… not really. See, you grew from a little seed to such beautiful baby.”&lt;br /&gt;“I used to be a tiny seed? That’s horrible! I thought I was a little beautiful baby turned to be a bigger beautiful baby!”&lt;br /&gt;“It’s kind of that, Honey. Ok, now, go play. Don’t worry about the tiny seed or whatever. The important thing is… ehm… the important thing is that you are just great, ok?”&lt;br /&gt;“Ok, Mommy. Last question. You said Doctor did a surgery to take me out from your womb. Was he the one who put me in before?”&lt;br /&gt;“???” (speechless Mommy)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-6179410217828330014?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/6179410217828330014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/where-was-i-from.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/6179410217828330014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/6179410217828330014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/where-was-i-from.html' title='Where was I from?'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-2930419590446753614</id><published>2010-11-23T21:01:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T21:01:49.203+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids=Best Guru'/><title type='text'>One of the Secrets of Being Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Last night I went to Gramedia Bookstore at Palladium with my daughter. As usual, she'll head to the educational games booth to try several games. There was a vacant computer so she just sat down and started to play. Just a minute, an older boy came, took over the mouse and pushed my daughter away. Just grabbed it. Quite rude. "Hey, kid, why you just grabbed like that?" I said. The kid ignored me and kept playing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semalam aku ke Toko Buku Gramedia Palladium bersama putriku. Seperti biasa, setiba di sana, dia langsung menuju &lt;em&gt;educational games booth&lt;/em&gt; untuk mencoba &lt;em&gt;games&lt;/em&gt;. Kebetulan ada 1 komputer yang sedang lowong. Dia langsung duduk dan mulai bermain. Hanya sekitar 1 menit, seorang anak lelaki yang lebih besar dari anakku datang, mengambil alih &lt;em&gt;mouse&lt;/em&gt;, dan mengusir anakku dengan mendorongnya. Merebut. Cukup kasar. "Dik, kok pakai rebutan?" Si anak cuek saja dan tetap bermain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My daughter mumbled and we went to see other stuffs. Later when we passed by the booth, the boy was still playing. We left the bookstore and went to have dinner. When we were about to finish our meal, I saw the boy entering the restaurant, so I said to my daughter, "Hey, see, that's the rude boy!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putriku mengomel dan kami pergi melihat barang lainnya. Ketika kita melewati &lt;em&gt;booth&lt;/em&gt; tadi, si anak lelaki masih sedang bermain. Kami meninggalkan toko buku itu dan pergi untuk makan malam. Saat hampir selesai makan, aku melihat si anak lelaki tadi sedang masuk ke restoran. Kukatakan kepada putriku, "Hei, itu si anak yang kasar tadi!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Where?" my daughter asked.&lt;br /&gt;"See, there he is," I pointed my finger.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh yeah. Forget it, Mommy. When there's a problem and we just forget it, then there's no problem, right?"&lt;br /&gt;"But forgetting it doesn't solve the problem, right?" I asked back because I was so interested of the way she's thinking.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, but this is only a game, tiny thing, no big deal, why bother? Just let it go."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Di mana?" tanya putriku.&lt;br /&gt;"Itu, yang di sana," kutunjuk sambil menjawab.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh ya. Lupakan, &lt;em&gt;Mommy&lt;/em&gt;. Saat ada masalah dan kita lupakan, maka tidak ada masalah lagi kan?"&lt;br /&gt;"Tapi melupakannya tidak berarti menyelesaikan masalahnya kan?" aku bertanya karena sangat tertarik dengan cara berpikirnya.&lt;br /&gt;"Ya, tapi ini hanya sebuah &lt;em&gt;game&lt;/em&gt;, hal kecil, bukan hal besar, kenapa terganggu? Biarkan saja."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TOiqGDr8CRI/AAAAAAAAAVU/h1oSsYcRZzg/s1600/Joy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 143px; height: 91px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TOiqGDr8CRI/AAAAAAAAAVU/h1oSsYcRZzg/s320/Joy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541866362524928274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am amazed. My 7+ year-old-daughter just revealed to me one of her secrets of continuous joy. &lt;strong&gt;SHE LETS GO&lt;/strong&gt;. She doesn't bother herself over small stuff. My darling daughter, my life teacher, my happiness &amp; joy mentor!! She reminded me of a quote "Life is too short to stress yourself with people who don't even deserve to be an issue in your life!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku terkesima. Putriku yang berusia 7 tahun plus baru saja memberitahuku salah satu rahasia kesenangannya yang berkesinambungan. &lt;strong&gt;DIA MENGIKHLASKAN&lt;/strong&gt;. Dia tidak terganggu dengan hal-hal kecil. Putriku tercinta, guru kehidupanku, mentor kebahagiaanku!! Dia mengingatkanku atas sebuah kutipan "Hidup terlalu singkat untuk men-&lt;em&gt;stress&lt;/em&gt;-kan dirimu dengan orang-orang yang bahkan tak layak menjadi sebuah isu dalam hidupmu!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-2930419590446753614?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/2930419590446753614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/one-of-secrets-of-being-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/2930419590446753614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/2930419590446753614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/one-of-secrets-of-being-happy.html' title='One of the Secrets of Being Happy'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TOiqGDr8CRI/AAAAAAAAAVU/h1oSsYcRZzg/s72-c/Joy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-727006516675487195</id><published>2010-11-23T21:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T21:01:08.420+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids=Best Guru'/><title type='text'>Lie or Admit?</title><content type='html'>"Mommy, me and 14 other friends were punished at school this morning."&lt;br /&gt;"Why? What did you all do wrong?"&lt;br /&gt;"Teacher asked us not to play outside the class."&lt;br /&gt;"And you didn't listen?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, we played outside the class, got in sweat, and being punished by not allowing us to sit. We stood, facing the window."&lt;br /&gt;"Hmmm..."&lt;br /&gt;"Mommy, when Teacher asked who played outside, I raised my finger. Well, not very high but Teacher can still see it. I admit that I didn't listen to what Teacher said."&lt;br /&gt;"And?"&lt;br /&gt;"A friend of mine, he did go outside but he didn't admit and didn't get punished. Why he lied?"&lt;br /&gt;"So you and other friends played outside and admitted when Teacher asked but one of your friends who played too, didn't admit and didn't being punished, is it right?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes."&lt;br /&gt;"And how you feel about it?"&lt;br /&gt;"Why he lied? He went to the church every Sunday and often yelled at me of not going to church. But now he lied and I didn't lie."&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, you didn't listen to what your teacher had told you, that's wrong, for sure, understand?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah..."&lt;br /&gt;"But when being asked, you admitted your fault, that's right, got it?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yup."&lt;br /&gt;"Being punished is the consequence of not listening and this is right, too, ok?"&lt;br /&gt;"Ok."&lt;br /&gt;"So overall, you're doing the right thing of admitting although it ends up you being punished because you did not listen to what Teacher had said. Anyway, why your friend didn't admit? Maybe he's afraid of being punished. It's his choice. However, there is a fairy who is watching us, note down when we do the right things, when we do the wrong things. So keep doing the right things, ok?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TLqB-DTeBTI/AAAAAAAAAVM/tTUiWyV39JY/s1600/tinker+bell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 111px; height: 117px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TLqB-DTeBTI/AAAAAAAAAVM/tTUiWyV39JY/s320/tinker+bell.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528874395589543218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, Mommy. Hmmm... He shouldn't have lied... actually it's quite comfy standing facing the window because the wind blow on us..."&lt;br /&gt;"???"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-727006516675487195?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/727006516675487195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/lie-or-admit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/727006516675487195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/727006516675487195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/lie-or-admit.html' title='Lie or Admit?'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TLqB-DTeBTI/AAAAAAAAAVM/tTUiWyV39JY/s72-c/tinker+bell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-6788077689125800676</id><published>2010-11-23T20:59:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T20:59:59.547+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids=Best Guru'/><title type='text'>Little Finger &amp; Thumb</title><content type='html'>Wednesday &amp; Saturday are the days which waking up my daughter in the morning is an easy job to do, compared to other days. Why? Because Wednesday &amp; Saturday are feeding-fishes-day. See, there is a fish pond in her school. She and her friends love to watch those fishes playing around in the pond. I bought a pack of fish food, put it in smaller packs and let her &amp; friends feed the fishes twice in a week. Each kid has one turn to throw a small spoon of fish food to the fishes. I love seeing them yell happily and love more seeing each let others share the turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TEu_2lkYf3I/AAAAAAAAAUE/XXdTzyaTyOs/s1600/little+finger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 108px; height: 145px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TEu_2lkYf3I/AAAAAAAAAUE/XXdTzyaTyOs/s320/little+finger.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497698714654375794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the feeding day. My daughter &amp; I arrived at school earlier and some of her friends already stood near the pond. Quickly they started to feed the fishes. Later when the food pack was empty, one of my daughter's friend just arrived and got mad since she was late and didn't get the chance to feed. She showed her little finger to my daughter which in their world, it means "We are not friends anymore". My daughter's face turned between confused, sad, and a bit angry. She looked at me and said, "What's so big deal of not feeding the fishes? What's so fun about feeding the fishes?" I touched her shoulder, bended down, and said to her, "It's ok. Later in the classroom, just stay calm, no need to show your little finger to her. Just keep being friends." She said nothing and I know she didn't feel well. Her friend already went into class and my daughter had lost the fun in the pond so she walked into the class too. I followed her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the class, she looked at her friend who didn't want to look at her. So I said to her friend, "We'll feed the fishes on Wednesday, ok?" Her friend said nothing and went out again. My daughter looked at me and said she wanted to go to the pond again. I nodded. She ran fastly to follow her friend and I walked just behind her to see what will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TEvABBJgqkI/AAAAAAAAAUM/kS8W5OjgcIw/s1600/thumb+smiley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 109px; height: 107px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TEvABBJgqkI/AAAAAAAAAUM/kS8W5OjgcIw/s320/thumb+smiley.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497698893856549442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I controlled myself not to get involved because I want to see how my daughter will handle such kind of situation. Near the pond, both of them bended, looking at the fishes. I saw my daughter offered her right thumb which in their world, it means 'be friends again'. I hold my breath, afraid of having to see my daughter accept refusal. Oh, thanks God, my daughter's friend touched the thumb with her own thumb... friends again!!! Then as like nothing had happened, they put their hands in each shoulder and talked about the fishes funly again. Smile and laugh as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's amazing to witness how kids settle their own conflict with their own ways.&lt;/strong&gt; Two thumbs up, kids!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-6788077689125800676?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/6788077689125800676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/little-finger-thumb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/6788077689125800676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/6788077689125800676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/little-finger-thumb.html' title='Little Finger &amp; Thumb'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TEu_2lkYf3I/AAAAAAAAAUE/XXdTzyaTyOs/s72-c/little+finger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-8133776862931712185</id><published>2010-11-23T20:57:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T20:58:52.682+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids=Best Guru'/><title type='text'>My Daughter's Stories Creation</title><content type='html'>These 2 stories are written by my 6-year-old daughter (the original are in Indonesian):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didi &amp; Dodo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SyJVJE7-NMI/AAAAAAAAAKc/dXiVis2XFV0/s1600-h/frogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 123px; height: 117px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SyJVJE7-NMI/AAAAAAAAAKc/dXiVis2XFV0/s320/frogs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413983316485223618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 2 frogs, named Didi, the big one and Dodo, the small one. One day a wolf appeared. Dodo screamed "Help, help!" The wolf fall down and cried in pain. Dodo &amp; Didi gave advice to the wolf and the wolf apologized of scaring them. Then they played together. &lt;strong&gt;If there are friends of yours who do not live in harmony, advise them.&lt;/strong&gt; This is the story of living in harmony together. The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bugu &amp; Dido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SyJVSqD1b7I/AAAAAAAAAKk/RJip_QDf-xk/s1600-h/snake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 115px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SyJVSqD1b7I/AAAAAAAAAKk/RJip_QDf-xk/s320/snake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413983481069137842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bugu is a big snake, whereas Dido is a small one. One day a man wanted to shoot Dido. Dido screamed and Bugu bite the man's leg and hand that made the man shocked. The man then apologized and Bugu &amp; Dido forgave him. If there are friends of yours who apologize, then it's better we forgive them. The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My darling daughter wrote this in her handwriting. The storyline is simple but the moral is great. She talks about living in harmony and forgiving. &lt;strong&gt;Those two heavy topics for adult packed in simplicity of a 6-year-old kid. We all should live in harmony despite of our differences. Apologize then forgive, so simple &lt;/strong&gt;yet so hard to be applicated by us, the adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my daughter is writing her third story :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-8133776862931712185?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/8133776862931712185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-daughters-stories-creation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/8133776862931712185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/8133776862931712185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-daughters-stories-creation.html' title='My Daughter&apos;s Stories Creation'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SyJVJE7-NMI/AAAAAAAAAKc/dXiVis2XFV0/s72-c/frogs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-209799213906967257</id><published>2010-11-23T20:57:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T20:57:39.604+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids=Best Guru'/><title type='text'>Sharing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SxtgNvr05jI/AAAAAAAAAKU/qZSgrmjaiW0/s1600-h/sharing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 116px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SxtgNvr05jI/AAAAAAAAAKU/qZSgrmjaiW0/s320/sharing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412025166470637106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nyummy, nyum!” Huggy Bunny said.&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, it’s very delicious, Honey,” Mommy responded. Both were eating slices of mango from the same plate, sharing.&lt;br /&gt;Huggy Bunny continued eating and speeded up.&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, you are going to eat this all, leaving Mommy with nothing?” asked Mommy.&lt;br /&gt;Huggy Bunny didn’t reply, she just kept putting the slices into her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;“Ok, then we are going to compete!” Mommy made an announcement, opened her mouth widely and put more slices into mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Huggy Bunny said nothing and this mother-daughter were in a very serious mangoes-eating competition… until one little slice left in the plate.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy looked at the mango then turned to Huggy Bunny, “Ok, dear, you can have it.”&lt;br /&gt;Again Huggy Bunny said nothing, slowly but sure moved her little fork to the tiny slice, divided it into 2 tinier pieces, ate one, and gave the other one to Mommy.&lt;br /&gt;“Darling, it’s such a small piece, you just eat it. You don’t need to share with Mommy, it’s ok.”&lt;br /&gt;Huggy Bunny smiled. A sincere glow just sparked from her eyes. “I love you, Mommy.”&lt;br /&gt;Mommy looked at this wonderful little lady, smiled, and ate the petite slice and guess what, that was the sweetest mango slice she ever had! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Huggy Bunny did is &lt;strong&gt;a little simple act that represents a big heart&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;not the size that matters but the sincere heart to share, the ego being put aside. Sharing is all about heart, about sincerity, far from greediness, the simple sharing comes from heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now sharing even the tiniest piece has become a ritual for Huggy Bunny &amp; Mommy. &lt;strong&gt;What a child doesn't receive, she can seldom later give &lt;/strong&gt;(P.D. James, Time to Be in Earnest)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-209799213906967257?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/209799213906967257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/sharing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/209799213906967257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/209799213906967257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/sharing.html' title='Sharing...'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SxtgNvr05jI/AAAAAAAAAKU/qZSgrmjaiW0/s72-c/sharing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-1217877145388417255</id><published>2010-11-23T20:56:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T20:56:53.013+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids=Best Guru'/><title type='text'>Sorry...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SwxgPLgCXHI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/MCCvb4M359Y/s1600/sorry_puppy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 101px; height: 126px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SwxgPLgCXHI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/MCCvb4M359Y/s320/sorry_puppy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407803066466589810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ouch, don't be so clumsy, you hit Mommy."&lt;br /&gt;"Ups."&lt;br /&gt;"Ups? Did you do wrong things?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, Mommy."&lt;br /&gt;"If you do wrong, what should you do?"&lt;br /&gt;"....."&lt;br /&gt;"Hello, if you do wrong, what should you do?"&lt;br /&gt;"Uhm...apologize, Mommy."&lt;br /&gt;"So?"&lt;br /&gt;"...."&lt;br /&gt;"Yes?"&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry, Mommy."&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ups, sorry, Mommy didn't see you behind that Mommy stepped on your feet. Did it hurt?"&lt;br /&gt;"No, Mommy."&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry, Bunny."&lt;br /&gt;"Mommy..."&lt;br /&gt;"Yes?"&lt;br /&gt;"Don't say sorry."&lt;br /&gt;"Why? Mommy step on you."&lt;br /&gt;"That's ok. &lt;strong&gt;Everyone makes mistakes sometimes&lt;/strong&gt;. Never mind. No need to say sorry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We teach kids about apologizing, then about forgiving. That's a good lesson. But kids are even wiser, they don't sweat over small stuff. And... they forgive by heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SwxgXsF6uKI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ck2Og1bupg0/s1600/sorry_pills.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 90px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SwxgXsF6uKI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ck2Og1bupg0/s320/sorry_pills.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407803212654360738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-1217877145388417255?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/1217877145388417255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/1217877145388417255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/1217877145388417255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/sorry.html' title='Sorry...'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SwxgPLgCXHI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/MCCvb4M359Y/s72-c/sorry_puppy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-4702672893654482675</id><published>2010-11-23T20:54:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T20:55:26.353+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids=Best Guru'/><title type='text'>Let Them Learn &amp; Grow</title><content type='html'>As a mother, a born protective one, I pay high attention to everything about my daughter; from slight gesture till her shown or not shown emotion. As all parents, I tend to show her the ways and can’t help to keep guiding almost about everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day my daughter attended a drawing competition, hold in a 5-star hotel. About 50 kids from 5 to 14 years old gathered in a medium-sized hall to put in their creativity. Parents weren’t allowed to wait in the hall so with a friend, we went to the lobby and chatted there while waiting for our future artist finishing their masterpiece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One and a half hour later, we went upstairs and found out that the competition was over and could bring our kids for lunch before the announcement. We went out for lunch then came back and waited for the next program in the hall. Mothers could sit down but to make 50 kids sitting in the room? Hah!?! So we let them ran here and there with other kids. Since I’m quite a paranoid parent, I kept my eyes on her, ensuring she’ld be just fine and safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 10 minutes, I saw kids making crowd and my bunny daughter was in the crowd. What happened? My daughter and her friend (a girl of same age) were facing 3 older boys with a balloon in one of the boys’ hands, seemed they were arguing while pointing on the balloon. I concluded that they were ‘fighting’ for the balloon. My first reaction was to go there and be the judge in order to protect my daughter from any harming possibilities. I was about to stand up and approached them when suddenly I saw the boys started to run and my daughter with her friend chasing them. The girls lost and seemed unhappy. Both of them talked to each other, more like planning for strategy. They pretended like didn’t care about the balloon and when the boys weren’t alert, the girls took over it. This happened for the next 5 minutes. Finally the girls gave up and the boys celebrated their winning. This time I wanted to approach my daughter to say “It’s ok, don’t be sad, Mommy will buy you balloon.” Just before I put my thought into action (again), I saw my daughter walked to a lady, who seemed to be the one of the boys’ mother. I saw my 6-year-old girl talked to the lady in a polite body language. The lady pointed to the boy who was holding the balloon. I could guess what the lady said “It is his, you go to him.” My darling went to the boy and talked and…. the boy handed her the balloon!!! In peace, with no argument, with no fight!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She and her friend played it for 5 minutes then handed it back to the boy. I really felt curious of what she said to the lady &amp; the boy, so when she came to me for a drink, I quickly asked her. Her answer, “I told his Mommy that I want to borrow the balloon. His Mommy said that the boy is the boss, so asked him. I asked him nicely if I can borrow the balloon for a while and he agreed, asking me to promise to hand him back later. I said ok, so I played with friend for a while then I handed him back and said thank you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at her in amazement. My daughter, without me directing her what to do or representing her of what to do, had settled her own matter wisely and diplomatically. &lt;strong&gt;Am I underestimating her all this time in the name of protection? Am I not believing her ability to think and solve her own problem? Am I not trusting her of able to get what she aim and want?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Mommy got to apologize, Bunny, you are great!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SvwVJYhoMvI/AAAAAAAAAJk/dEnJG1Pgfec/s1600-h/smile+thumb+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 116px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SvwVJYhoMvI/AAAAAAAAAJk/dEnJG1Pgfec/s320/smile+thumb+up.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403216903884255986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Too often we give children answers to remember rather than problems to solve (Roger Lewin) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-4702672893654482675?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/4702672893654482675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/let-them-learn-grow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/4702672893654482675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/4702672893654482675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/let-them-learn-grow.html' title='Let Them Learn &amp; Grow'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SvwVJYhoMvI/AAAAAAAAAJk/dEnJG1Pgfec/s72-c/smile+thumb+up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-1519832000572918573</id><published>2010-11-23T20:53:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T20:54:18.769+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids=Best Guru'/><title type='text'>A Loving Date</title><content type='html'>Last week I had a date with my daughter, just two of us. After picking her up from her course, we went to a mall. Arriving there, first we went to a shop that sells pins, ribbons, and other girly stuff. “You can choose 3 pins by yourself,” I told her and she chose a piggy head pin, a crown pin, and a pink rabbit pin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/Sr7ICuA9OdI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ruPydOCVhBk/s1600-h/tea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385962153419028946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 59px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 57px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/Sr7ICuA9OdI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ruPydOCVhBk/s320/tea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/Sr7H6EnjfCI/AAAAAAAAAGk/fORarhcGCyQ/s1600-h/noodle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385962004867677218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 59px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 61px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/Sr7H6EnjfCI/AAAAAAAAAGk/fORarhcGCyQ/s320/noodle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to have dinner, a bowl of delicious noodle and a glass of tea. Simple dinner and we shared it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/Sr7ITPOXTnI/AAAAAAAAAG0/eW9RuDR0PLE/s1600-h/bookstore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385962437211541106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 83px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/Sr7ITPOXTnI/AAAAAAAAAG0/eW9RuDR0PLE/s320/bookstore.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;From there we went to a bookstore where I allowed her to choose 3 books. She excitedly looked here and there, picked up a mini kids bible with lots of drawing inside, then just sat on the floor and looked it through. I watched her and smiled, she’s so serious looking at the book that her lip was long enough to hang something there hehehe... After a few minutes, she put the book back and decided to look around first. This books hunting was paused for a while when she suddenly wanted to go to the toilet!! However, we finally able to complete this books shopping miss&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/Sr7IXtNnHkI/AAAAAAAAAG8/X-gPw0Muw68/s1600-h/smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385962513980923458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 72px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 80px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/Sr7IXtNnHkI/AAAAAAAAAG8/X-gPw0Muw68/s320/smile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ion. We chose “Power Bible Comic 1” by Kim Shin-Joong, “Panz the Great Detective, the Secret of Natural &amp;amp; Animals” by Ryu Gi-Woon, and an activity book, contained hundreds of stickers. Before leaving the bookstore, she went to the staff there by herself, asked for the little card to be put in one of the “customers satisfaction boxes”. The staff handed her and quickly my daughter put the card in the “Smiling” box, indicating she’s satisfied with the service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the supermarket and quickly shopped for our shower liquid. Wow, it was 8 pm &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/Sr7IzCKy_mI/AAAAAAAAAHE/r-L6Bga5d3Q/s1600-h/french+fries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385962983462731362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 82px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 82px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/Sr7IzCKy_mI/AAAAAAAAAHE/r-L6Bga5d3Q/s320/french+fries.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and raining very hard outside. We left the mall, stopped by McDonald’s Drive-Thru, bought a pack of french fries and ate together in car. We also passed by the almost in-flood road and looked at all the water splashing here and there. We made weird noisy voice in the car and laughed real loud. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Arriving home, my daughter said, “Mommy, this is a very, very fun night!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/Sr7JB7xkQ6I/AAAAAAAAAHM/dqHWnF82v2k/s1600-h/Hands+holding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385963239444333474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 97px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/Sr7JB7xkQ6I/AAAAAAAAAHM/dqHWnF82v2k/s320/Hands+holding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A date with my daughter... nothing luxurious here, a very simple date, and yet my daughter treated it as a very, very fun night! Kids are born to cherish simple yet valuable togetherness and they are pretty good in showing their appreciation in their joyful laughter. Surely, I’ll be waiting for such kind of dates with her…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The next morning, I woke up first and I looked at my lovely daughter. It's like she's dreaming something nice... perhaps our yesterday date... she was smiling in her sleep...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-1519832000572918573?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/1519832000572918573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/loving-date.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/1519832000572918573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/1519832000572918573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/loving-date.html' title='A Loving Date'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/Sr7ICuA9OdI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ruPydOCVhBk/s72-c/tea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-3523578912137531172</id><published>2010-11-23T20:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T20:53:26.613+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids=Best Guru'/><title type='text'>Games for Kids_SmartDriver</title><content type='html'>I'm quite a picky when comes to choosing games for my daughter. She has, as other girls, dolls, cooking imitations, animals statues, stickers, plus some weird stuff she collects by herself, including brochures, bottles, parts of various things, which routinely will be moved to trash by me, the mean mother hehehe... Also computer games, playstation, organ, and sudoku in my handphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite (well, not HER favourite) is "SmartDriver from SmartChick", with cars imitations (4 trucks + 12 cars), 120 parking traps those are divided into 4 levels: Beginner (1-30), Intermediate (31-60), Advanced (61-90), &amp; Expert (91-120). In each scenario, we have to move the yellow car (with cross mark on it), to the exit, by moving the cars around it. All the car can only be moved back&amp;front, right&amp;left without turning because there are paths to be followed. It's very hard to discipline my girl to stick on the rule because she keeps saying "Mommy, cars can TURN, right?", "Mommy, sometimes cars can FLY OVER, don't they?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S58O8neVPnI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/OQMOlMEQdIA/s1600-h/Smart+Driver.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S58O8neVPnI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/OQMOlMEQdIA/s320/Smart+Driver.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449090508692733554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a solution little book, actually, but I have no idea where it is now so we're stuck on No.8 Beginner Level (Beginner Level? Yes, ashamed hehehe...) and I'm crazily curious!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, be smart when choosing games for our kids. I always think the combination between techno stuff &amp; traditional will bring good to our kids. As this game, I like it because it's colourful, handy, educative yet fun! In wider sense, &lt;strong&gt;it does teach us to get to know what are our obstacles, how to get rid of them towards our goal.&lt;/strong&gt; Well, I didn't explain in such way to my girl, else she'll get bored with the lecturer mother!! Kids have simple goal in playing... &lt;strong&gt;to have fun&lt;/strong&gt;!! So by providing them with educative + creative-friendly games, we are not only give them activities to do, but also the path to shape their mind in a fun way! Let's play!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-3523578912137531172?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/3523578912137531172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/games-for-kidssmartdriver.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/3523578912137531172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/3523578912137531172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/games-for-kidssmartdriver.html' title='Games for Kids_SmartDriver'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S58O8neVPnI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/OQMOlMEQdIA/s72-c/Smart+Driver.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-2042073265130284867</id><published>2010-11-23T20:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T20:52:25.407+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids=Best Guru'/><title type='text'>Made in "I"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S1Yx6fAj8TI/AAAAAAAAAQc/dNBqdvNJBE0/s1600-h/draw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 94px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S1Yx6fAj8TI/AAAAAAAAAQc/dNBqdvNJBE0/s320/draw.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428581281667739954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mommy, Alex said my drawing is ugly."&lt;br /&gt;"The parrot?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, he got 90 for his. I only got 80."&lt;br /&gt;"Hmmm... did Alex draw by himself?"&lt;br /&gt;"No, his mommy did because he said he cannot draw."&lt;br /&gt;"And yours?"&lt;br /&gt;"I draw by myself."&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, let's make it clear. Alex's mommy draw for him and got 90. You draw by yourself and got 80. First question: actually who go to school? The kids or the mothers?"&lt;br /&gt;"Kids."&lt;br /&gt;"Second question: who got the 90? Alex or his mommy?"&lt;br /&gt;"Since his mother draw, then... his mother!"&lt;br /&gt;"Third question: who got the 80? You or Mommy?"&lt;br /&gt;"Me!"&lt;br /&gt;"So who's smarter? You or Alex?"&lt;br /&gt;"Me!"&lt;br /&gt;"Great, Bunny!! Mommy doesn't mind you got less than Alex because Mommy know clearly, you did it the best you can without Mommy's intervention. You earn your own mark, that's the most important point. Your 80 means more than the not-originally-earned 90. In fact, Mommy is proud of you, getting 80 by your own effort! Got it?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, Mommy!!"&lt;br /&gt;"You just need to do your very best and Mommy know you always can!"&lt;br /&gt;"Then Alex should learn how to draw so he can do it by himself next time."&lt;br /&gt;"Yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to school is to educate our kids the value of own effort, doing the best, being the real better self, not simply the numbers written in the report book. Hope the parents can highlight this and hope the teachers out there can always mark with wider view &amp; wisdom :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-2042073265130284867?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/2042073265130284867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/made-in-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/2042073265130284867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/2042073265130284867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/made-in-i.html' title='Made in &quot;I&quot;'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S1Yx6fAj8TI/AAAAAAAAAQc/dNBqdvNJBE0/s72-c/draw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-1536068187289871675</id><published>2010-11-23T20:50:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T20:51:40.096+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids=Best Guru'/><title type='text'>Just Enjoy!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SvZO-vBVU1I/AAAAAAAAAJU/KH48MbJfcv8/s1600-h/kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 118px; height: 117px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SvZO-vBVU1I/AAAAAAAAAJU/KH48MbJfcv8/s320/kids.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401591642758402898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess most parents (if not all) ever suffer a so-full condition that you want to hide in a place where no one can find you, just to relax and do things you want to do. Far from the sometimes-so-nagging kids simply to have a comfy seat, slurping your favorite coffee or tea. Get rid from those mommy-I-want-this-mommy-I-don’t-want-this yell, just to finish the two chapters of your novel.  Avoid the mommy-why-this-like-that-why that-like-this, only to focus on your writing or simply nail-polishing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everyone needs a space&lt;/strong&gt;; whether it’s a space to do little things till doing big things, say, like working on your dreams. &lt;strong&gt;Having kids require this space to be more tolerant and flexible.&lt;/strong&gt; Out of normal time, like dawn, becomes a choice for me to create this space. Not only it lets me do my own personal works but also rewards me with a feeling of freedom, that I can have my very own time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter is an active one (if we avoid the term of ‘hyperactive) and sometimes it’s hard for me to focus on my works or readings when she is around. But one day, when she’s ill and very, very silence… &lt;strong&gt;I wish nothing but her daily talkative-non-stop words.&lt;/strong&gt; John Andrew Holmes describes it the best &lt;strong&gt;“A child enters your home and for the next 20 years makes so much noise you can hardly stand it. The child then departs, leaving the house so silent you think you are going mad.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best of it is &lt;strong&gt;always to enjoy whatever comes. We don’t know how precious it is until one day we lose it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-1536068187289871675?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/1536068187289871675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/just-enjoy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/1536068187289871675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/1536068187289871675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/just-enjoy.html' title='Just Enjoy!!'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SvZO-vBVU1I/AAAAAAAAAJU/KH48MbJfcv8/s72-c/kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-7972415108203982743</id><published>2010-11-23T20:50:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T20:50:52.642+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids=Best Guru'/><title type='text'>Bookworm</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391378808286125218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 61px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/StIGdh12nKI/AAAAAAAAAHs/mZ9X5nViWfE/s320/bookworms.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I am books lover, however, I never force my daughter to love books; I simply open the road for her. Since she was a toddler, I have been surrounding her with books. Put all the books in certain accessible places that will tickle her natural curiosity. Tell her stories before going to bed. Make her used seeing me reading books. Give books as gifts. Provide her with her own bookcase. Bring her to bookstore. Let her see all the pages and always be there to answer whatever questions she might have. Always talk about the books she already saw or read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my daughter has &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/StIHA9xpgkI/AAAAAAAAAH0/-uB62_25Y2g/s1600-h/Library1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391379417080103490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/StIHA9xpgkI/AAAAAAAAAH0/-uB62_25Y2g/s320/Library1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;her own m&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/StIN8ODM_nI/AAAAAAAAAIM/7NnM3jKPDo8/s1600-h/Library2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391387032130748018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/StIN8ODM_nI/AAAAAAAAAIM/7NnM3jKPDo8/s320/Library2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ini library. Like other kids, she always love to run here and there but often I found her sitting quietly looking through her books, doing things with those books or recently, read out loud the content. One day, she announced that human has two brains; right one and left one; art and logic. I glanced the book in her hand: the science comic “Why? The Human Body” by Park, Yong-Ha, Heo, Soon- Bong, and Song, Heo-Seok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This doesn’t make my 6-year-old bunny a genius. This doesn’t make her number 1 in h&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/StIItjsSkzI/AAAAAAAAAIE/_1uN3S3batw/s1600-h/read+books.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391381282684048178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/StIItjsSkzI/AAAAAAAAAIE/_1uN3S3batw/s320/read+books.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;er class at school. This doesn’t make her able to do her homework without guidance or pass all examination with flying color. No. But what I’m pretty sure of is her pictures of the world are definitely got widen… through books. And the most important thing for me is our mother-and-daughter’s communication is growing as we share so many things from the books, our deep close feeling is strengthen every time she lean on me while I read her stories, and my pride as a mother witnessing her growth as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;she read me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; stories!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-7972415108203982743?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/7972415108203982743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/bookworm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/7972415108203982743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/7972415108203982743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/bookworm.html' title='Bookworm'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/StIGdh12nKI/AAAAAAAAAHs/mZ9X5nViWfE/s72-c/bookworms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-5256676345874332189</id><published>2010-11-23T20:49:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T20:50:04.905+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids=Best Guru'/><title type='text'>Enthusiasm</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I accompanied my daughter who was joining a coloring competition, held in a mall. A lot of parents were there to support their kids; some gave target for their kids to win, some gave support for their kids to learn to compete no matter what the result is, some were merely just for fun. Majority were enthusiastic parents. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometim&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SskfDsioYBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ehtWRQI7nQE/s1600-h/support+kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388872577481990162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SskfDsioYBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ehtWRQI7nQE/s320/support+kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;es I wonder, are we able to maintain such kind of enthusiasm to support them throughout their life as they grow older and older? Lots of us tend to start judging once our kids begin to have their own opinion, stand on their opinion, learn to decide, develop their ability to argue. The problem appears when our kids grow but we, parents, don’t. Why? Because consciously or unconsciously, we can’t accept their growth that we consider their ideas, opinions, critics, arguments as forms of kids disobeying parents. While in fact, this is a health sign that our kids are growing, not only their physic but also their mind, their view, their soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Won’t it be wiser for us to have the same hope we used to have when they were still lit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SskfIyZEa1I/AAAAAAAAAHc/hD5QBgEEYFY/s1600-h/simpsons.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388872664951843666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SskfIyZEa1I/AAAAAAAAAHc/hD5QBgEEYFY/s320/simpsons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tle kids? Won’t it be more fun to have the same enthusiasm for them as we had and we showed when they were still little ones?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a very nice poem from Diane Loomans:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                          &lt;strong&gt;IF I HAD MY CHILD TO RAISE OVER AGAIN  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                  &lt;strong&gt;If I had my child to raise all over again,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                         I'd build self-esteem first, and the house later.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                           I'd finger-paint more, and point the finger less.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                          I would do less correcting and more connecting.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                   I'd take my eyes off my watch, and watch with my eyes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                    I'd take more hikes and fly more kites.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                I'd stop playing serious, and seriously play.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                   I would run through more fields and gaze at more stars.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                       I'd do more hugging and less tugging.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388874236498374066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 95px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SskgkQ29bbI/AAAAAAAAAHk/jI-EC9JB9_Q/s320/kanga%26roo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-5256676345874332189?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/5256676345874332189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/enthusiasm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/5256676345874332189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/5256676345874332189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/enthusiasm.html' title='Enthusiasm'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SskfDsioYBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ehtWRQI7nQE/s72-c/support+kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-4360946384628256947</id><published>2010-11-23T20:48:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T20:49:03.876+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids=Best Guru'/><title type='text'>Kids... the Watcher</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Children are natural mimics who act like their parents despite every effort to teach them good manners. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SrFltf74InI/AAAAAAAAAEM/C0fCHl6s2FM/s1600-h/spongebob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382194862025613938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SrFltf74InI/AAAAAAAAAEM/C0fCHl6s2FM/s320/spongebob.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids are very good in mimicking. They are quick learner of copying what they see or hear and then apply it directly. They act like sponge (and most of the time, they do look like SpongeBob Squarepants!) and absorb everything around, from the good to the bad. The first object to be copied is of course, the people around, especially parents. So &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don't worry that children never listen to us; worry that they are always watching us&lt;/strong&gt; (Robert Fulghum).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I always believe that my most fantastic time of growing has been started since the first day I cuddle my baby and I know this will keep going on as I watch my baby grows. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;As much as we watch to see what our children do with their lives, they are watching us to see what we do with ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we see something not right in our kids, don’t judge but ask ourselves first, is it what we say, is it what we do, too? C. G. Jung in his book "Integration of the Personality" wrote “&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If there is anything that we wish to change in the child, we should first examine it and see whether it is not something that could better be changed in ourselves.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, Mommy &amp;amp; Daddy, watch your steps, your kids are watching you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-4360946384628256947?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/4360946384628256947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/kids-watcher.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/4360946384628256947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/4360946384628256947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/kids-watcher.html' title='Kids... the Watcher'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SrFltf74InI/AAAAAAAAAEM/C0fCHl6s2FM/s72-c/spongebob.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-7468538959190811940</id><published>2010-11-23T20:46:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T20:47:33.094+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindset and Attitude'/><title type='text'>Surrendering... Warrior or Worrier?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SqzKg9VyOQI/AAAAAAAAAD8/IwJ4jd0P35Q/s1600-h/rocking+chair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380898322371459330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 92px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SqzKg9VyOQI/AAAAAAAAAD8/IwJ4jd0P35Q/s320/rocking+chair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worry is like a rocking chair; it gives you something to do, but it doesn't get you anywhere.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;… If everything has been written down, so why worry…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”a lyric in Dewi Lestari’s song, one of Indonesia singer and very talented writer, “Grow a Day Older”, keep coming to my mind every time I am worry or find someone around me worrying. I remember I used to be a worrier (hope it’s warrior than worrier), too, actually for some points, I am still a worrier till now. &lt;strong&gt;In God’s presence, yes, if everything has been written down, so why do we worry?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;We just need to bravely face whatever come and walk through the life in perseverance.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do your best, let God take care the rest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, this is one of my favorite quotes.&lt;br /&gt;One of the best experiences I ever encountered regarding worry, happened six years ago. Since that, &lt;strong&gt;I truly believe in the power of surrendering myself in the hand of the Almighty God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked till the last two days before my scheduled caesarian day. The day before caesarian was meant as a rest day, so I finished all my works in office before I went to my Obstetrician at night for a final check. The check resulted that I should have the caesarian a day earlier from the scheduled day due to the fast beat of my baby’s heart. I was doubt. The doctor asked if I want to take the risk and go on with the chosen date. Impossible! I had gone through these 9 months and didn’t want to take any risk for my baby so I agreed to have the caesarian the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was totally exhausted. I didn’t have enough rest. My baby’s heart was beating faster than normal and this worried me the most. How come everything went quite well and suddenly just two days left and such thing happened. I was in deep worry and started to think of the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home, I took bath and dinner. It was almost 10 pm. Less than 12 hours later I would have my caesarian. I didn’t think I could take a good night sleep and my mind went wild… for the worst again and again. Just in a sudden, these words came into my mind “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The distance&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SqgrhhFCR5I/AAAAAAAAADM/d6mpxJGvr60/s1600-h/praying+hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379597609709225874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 90px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SqgrhhFCR5I/AAAAAAAAADM/d6mpxJGvr60/s320/praying+hands.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; between problem and solution is the distance between knee and floor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”. Spontaneously, I kneeled down and realized that I was taking a praying position. I closed my eyes and I started to talk to God, “&lt;strong&gt;My Lord, I don’t know what to do to keep all the worries far away from me. Tomorrow I’ll have my caesarian. I love my baby with all my heart, my soul, and my everything. I hand my life, my baby’s life, our life to you. You are the Almighty, whatever has to happen, let it be Your way. I surrender ourselves totally to You. Amen&lt;/strong&gt;.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I opened my eyes, I felt &lt;strong&gt;a very serene air around me&lt;/strong&gt;. My mind was in &lt;strong&gt;a very peace state&lt;/strong&gt;. The worries disappear so fast. &lt;strong&gt;I felt totally calm&lt;/strong&gt;. The surrender to God had created such beautiful calmness and I was amazed. I went to bed and easily fall asleep till the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went through the whole process, from the pre caesarian to delivering the birth, totally in calmness. It last for so long until I touched my Darling Baby, until the presence of this precious beautiful baby in my hand. &lt;strong&gt;Surrendering my whole self to God had helped me through all of this. Transferring me from a worrier to a warrior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the mommies who are carrying their treasured babies, your worry will definitely affect your babies and that is the last thing we want to do. We all want happy-healthy-born babies. So it’s counted on us, the mommies. &lt;strong&gt;I found surrendering to God totally and wholly has overcome my worries… &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-7468538959190811940?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/7468538959190811940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/surrendering-warrior-or-worrier.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/7468538959190811940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/7468538959190811940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/surrendering-warrior-or-worrier.html' title='Surrendering... Warrior or Worrier?'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SqzKg9VyOQI/AAAAAAAAAD8/IwJ4jd0P35Q/s72-c/rocking+chair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-710259655361056260</id><published>2010-11-23T20:45:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T20:46:24.306+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>The Princess &amp; The Frog</title><content type='html'>Few days ago I bought the VCD of Disney's The Princess and The Frog and till this minute my daughter has watched it for 5 times! A story of kissing a frog might not turn it to a prince but instead turn you into a frog! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TCk04NVxWZI/AAAAAAAAATU/QNu-RxuF-Uk/s1600/princess%26frog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 125px; height: 145px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TCk04NVxWZI/AAAAAAAAATU/QNu-RxuF-Uk/s320/princess%26frog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487975761185954194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A modern day retelling of the classic story The Frog Prince. The Princess and the Frog finds the lives of arrogant, carefree Prince Naveen and hardworking waitress Tiana crossing paths. Prince Naveen is transformed into a frog by a conniving voodoo magician and Tiana, following suit, upon kissing the amphibian royalty. With the help of a trumpet-playing alligator, a Cajun firefly, and an old blind lady who lives in a boat in a tree, Naveen and Tiana must race to break the spell and fulfill their dreams (www.imdb.com)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiana's daddy taught her to &lt;strong&gt;always do the right thing; only dreaming won't bring the dream to reality but hardwork will&lt;/strong&gt;. Do we have the determination to chase our dreams? Are we willing to do the hardwork? Sometimes before we move to the chasing dreams or work hard (and smart) issue, the most vital question will be "&lt;strong&gt;DO WE DARE TO DREAM?&lt;/strong&gt;" It doesn't sound that easy. Only if we start to dream, we can start to put the blueprint in our mind. Only having the blueprint in mind that we are able to put it into actions, give best effort, and see it turn to reality. That easy? See the word "give best effort", that might be the hard part. That's why we have to put &lt;strong&gt;determination&lt;/strong&gt; as one of the ingredients! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TCk1NQu2okI/AAAAAAAAATc/kUzkb1debck/s1600/stars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 135px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TCk1NQu2okI/AAAAAAAAATc/kUzkb1debck/s320/stars.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487976122873717314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adult's common reaction when hearing their kids' dreams is to laugh. Don't. Please do encourage them, show them the ways, guide them, and let them grow to glow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-710259655361056260?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/710259655361056260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/princess-frog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/710259655361056260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/710259655361056260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/princess-frog.html' title='The Princess &amp; The Frog'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TCk04NVxWZI/AAAAAAAAATU/QNu-RxuF-Uk/s72-c/princess%26frog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-8952875313327830349</id><published>2010-11-23T20:44:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T20:45:21.337+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Shrek Forever After, The Final Chapter</title><content type='html'>Last Friday I went to the movie with my 7-year-old daughter, to watch “Shrek Forever After, the Final Chapter”. In case some of you haven’t watched it, here’s the plot summary written by IMDb Editors (www.imdb.com): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A bored and domesticated Shrek pacts with deal-maker Rumpelstiltskin to get back to feeling like a real ogre again, but when he's duped and sent to a twisted version of Far Far Away -- where Rumpelstiltskin is king, ogres are hunted, and he and Fiona have never met -- he sets out to restore his world and reclaim his true love. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S_i3qz0fKBI/AAAAAAAAARc/gQuNbk8xQMw/s1600/shrek+final+chapter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 97px; height: 145px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S_i3qz0fKBI/AAAAAAAAARc/gQuNbk8xQMw/s320/shrek+final+chapter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474327293161580562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of the story is quite hard to be understood by kids although the entertainment is successfully delivered in amusing way. Look at the scene when Shrek tried to escape from Rumpelstiltskin’s palace, also when the Piper made all ogre dance. Prepare to have a good laugh when Shrek tried to ensure Donkey that he’s his friend, when Donkey was asked to woo Dragon, when Puss-in-Boots begged Donkey to lick his wet body… very, very funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the moral is simple yet the hardest thing for us to apply… gratitude. Be gratitude with what you have. Shrek’s wife, Princess Fiona, was astonished when Shrek wished to be back to the time when he hadn’t saved Fiona, the time when he was a furious ogre, full of adventures. Fiona said to him “You have 3 cute children, a wife that loves you so much… but why it’s you that can’t see this?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grass in neighbors’ garden is always greener than ours. Other’s possession and life is always better than ours, well, at least from our view. We will keep having this in our mind until one day (hopefully) we’ll realize that ours are not less than others’, it could be that we are actually having more than others. Mr. Sutanto whose daughter, Velisia, is in treatment for her leukemia, ever wrote in facebook that if we want to see how people struggle for life survival, try to go to the oncology room, then we’ll realize how lucky they who have good health, how we should learn to appreciate more of what we have now, take good care of ourselves, and remember to thank God for these all. These words come from a father who has to watch his daughter goes on heart-breaking treatments every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always think that from time to time we have to look up to the successful people to turn on the ambition in us to try even harder for a better life. However, we do need to balance it by looking around for the people who are less lucky than us; this is to light up the gratitude in us, to enable us to appreciate what we have in hand now. Let’s learn together…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S_i4WHPyCDI/AAAAAAAAARk/5uvI2LcIcEE/s1600/cherish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 118px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S_i4WHPyCDI/AAAAAAAAARk/5uvI2LcIcEE/s320/cherish.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474328037110712370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I always cherish my movie time with my daughter, just two of us, there’s always something new to learn. If it’s not new, it’s always good to refresh!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-8952875313327830349?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/8952875313327830349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/shrek-forever-after-final-chapter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/8952875313327830349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/8952875313327830349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/shrek-forever-after-final-chapter.html' title='Shrek Forever After, The Final Chapter'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S_i3qz0fKBI/AAAAAAAAARc/gQuNbk8xQMw/s72-c/shrek+final+chapter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-2074358433618900130</id><published>2010-11-23T20:44:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T20:44:28.705+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Cloudy w/ a Chance of Meatballs</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The hardest part of raising a child is teaching them to ride bicycles.  A shaky child on a bicycle for the first time needs both support and freedom. The realization that this is what the child will always need, can hit hard (Sloan Wilson)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I went to the movie with my daughter. We watched “Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs” and we both loved it! Flint Lockwood and Sam Sparks, the main role characters in this 3D animation, represented the two so-called-nerd who finally  saved the world from the over-operating food processor. Flint, a never-tired inventor since small, whose ability is only trusted by her mother (who then passed away, leaving him with no one believe in his talent, even his Dad) invented a machine that can change water into food as ordered. The machine is put above the cloud. This invention was highly successful in the time of food recession in his town, where people can only eat sardines. Flint is so amused by all the praise he never had before, that he ignored Sam’s warning that the food processor has started to go wild. When the disaster happened, he felt he’s fail as an inventor, a dreamer, and as a human, that he hides in a trash can, throwing himself in as all his invention. His Dad, the one who disagree him being an inventor and want him to be his partner in his fishing &amp; bait shop, finally encouraged him to resolve all the mess he has made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SuTOM7i2SJI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Aqw5bg1gd3Q/s1600-h/cloudy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SuTOM7i2SJI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Aqw5bg1gd3Q/s320/cloudy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396664975034304658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam, the genius girl who hides her super smart brain in her trial to wipe-off her childhood sadness of being called nerd, at last she can accept herself fully and be comfortable with her own self, a pony-tail girl with a big glasses and of course, a wonderful brilliant brain (well, with a peanut allergic altogether). Together with Flint, helped by friends, they saved the world. And of course, after saving the world, Flint &amp; Sam click together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, this is a very nice animation; entertaining with a high-imagination story line, great lively pictures, and meaningful messages:&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;strong&gt;Kids are supposed to be supported to be just themselves, be creative, be inventive, and most of all, be responsible.&lt;/strong&gt; Guiding their ways through what they have chosen to be is far more encouraging than choose for them what to be &amp; prevent them to be just simply their own self. &lt;br /&gt;• &lt;strong&gt;Parents… please learn computer! &lt;/strong&gt;(If you watch this movie, you will understand why!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-2074358433618900130?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/2074358433618900130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/cloudy-w-chance-of-meatballs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/2074358433618900130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/2074358433618900130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/cloudy-w-chance-of-meatballs.html' title='Cloudy w/ a Chance of Meatballs'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SuTOM7i2SJI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Aqw5bg1gd3Q/s72-c/cloudy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-1155030533034853854</id><published>2010-11-23T20:42:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T20:43:20.185+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letters and Quotes'/><title type='text'>Oh, My Children...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I was browsing through the internet when I came out to find these nice quotes to be shared:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Stacia Tauscher)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We worry about what a child will become tomorrow, yet we forget that he is someone today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. We often busy ‘preparing’ their future and passed by the ‘now’. Just remember there will be no repetition for the year 1, 2, 3, 4 and so on. &lt;strong&gt;Enjoying each year of the growing time is the most fun-precious-once-in-the-life-time experience.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Edgar W. Howe)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If there were no schools to take the children away from ho&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SqbeVQFyehI/AAAAAAAAAC0/8FG93wLMSbA/s1600-h/drum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379231261618502162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SqbeVQFyehI/AAAAAAAAAC0/8FG93wLMSbA/s320/drum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me part of the time, the insane asylums would be filled with mothers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Children are the sun, the star, the reason to go on, the source of energy, for their parents but well, most of the time they are also the loud drum, the questions machine, and source of headache for their parents, so make sure to send your kids to school to manage your sanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SqbdqGm11bI/AAAAAAAAACs/qMgtiPTUh5Q/s1600-h/happy+kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379230520338404786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SqbdqGm11bI/AAAAAAAAACs/qMgtiPTUh5Q/s320/happy+kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Angela Schwindt) &lt;strong&gt;While we try to teach our children all about life,Our children teach us what life is all about&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; because &lt;em&gt;(Walt Streightiff) &lt;strong&gt;there are no seven wonders of the world in the eyes of a child, there are seven million&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Giacomo Leopardi, Zibaldone Scelto) &lt;strong&gt;Children find everything in nothing; men find nothing in everything&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Having the eyes of a kid is having the blessing to see things in different way, most of it is fun way! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-1155030533034853854?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/1155030533034853854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/oh-my-children.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/1155030533034853854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/1155030533034853854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/oh-my-children.html' title='Oh, My Children...'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SqbeVQFyehI/AAAAAAAAAC0/8FG93wLMSbA/s72-c/drum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-5245862724943039855</id><published>2010-11-23T20:40:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T20:41:30.014+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letters and Quotes'/><title type='text'>Bringing Up Kids... The Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380764764434022322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 95px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SqxRC3QHP7I/AAAAAAAAADU/xNssUbmpZVQ/s320/kanga%26roo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Simply having children does not make mothers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (John A. Shedd). Parenthood is not a simple role; you love your kids but most of the time there are conflict within when you are trying to teach or protect them. You mean good but your kids might not think so. As Bette Davis put it best “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you have never been hated by your child, you have never been a parent&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Parenthood is a lot easier to get into than out of&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Bruce Lansky), so once we are in, we &lt;strong&gt;are&lt;/strong&gt; in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For they who are in this role, here are some nice quotes about bringing up your kids (although John Wilmot said “&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before I got married I had 6 theories about bringing up kids; now I have 6 kids and no theories&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SqxRXi0pwbI/AAAAAAAAADc/VMLBdDl4h2Y/s1600-h/mommy%26baby+hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380765119727387058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 104px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SqxRXi0pwbI/AAAAAAAAADc/VMLBdDl4h2Y/s320/mommy%26baby+hands.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· &lt;strong&gt;In bringing up kids, spend on them &lt;em&gt;half as much money&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;twice as much&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Author Unknown) because &lt;strong&gt;your kids &lt;em&gt;need your presence more than your presents&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Jesse Jackson).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· &lt;strong&gt;If you want children to keep their &lt;em&gt;feet on the ground&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;put some responsibility on their shoulders&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Abigail Van Buren).&lt;br /&gt;· &lt;strong&gt;In spite of the 6,000 manuals on child raising in the bookstores, child raising is still a dark continent and no one really knows anything. You just need &lt;em&gt;a lot of love and luck&lt;/em&gt; - and, of course, &lt;em&gt;courage&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Bill Cosby, Fatherhood, 1986).&lt;br /&gt;· &lt;strong&gt;In spite of the 7,000 books of expert advice, the right way to discipline a child is still a mystery to most fathers and mothers. Only your grandmother and Ghengis Khan know how to do it&lt;/strong&gt; (Billy Cosby).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barbara Kingsolver (Animal Dreams) said “&lt;strong&gt;It kills you to see them grow up. But I guess it would kill you quicker if they didn’t&lt;/strong&gt;”. It is always &lt;strong&gt;a wonderful thing to witness their growth&lt;/strong&gt; from time to time, despite of the ups and especially, the downs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last very advisable quote from Susan Savannah “&lt;strong&gt;If your kids are giving you a h&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SqxSadDofcI/AAAAAAAAADk/VwkXkehWlno/s1600-h/aspirin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380766269230841282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 77px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SqxSadDofcI/AAAAAAAAADk/VwkXkehWlno/s320/aspirin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eadache, follow the directions on the aspirin bottle, especially the part that says "keep away from children&lt;/strong&gt;." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-5245862724943039855?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/5245862724943039855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/bringing-up-kids-quotes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/5245862724943039855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/5245862724943039855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/bringing-up-kids-quotes.html' title='Bringing Up Kids... The Quotes'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SqxRC3QHP7I/AAAAAAAAADU/xNssUbmpZVQ/s72-c/kanga%26roo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-8652228974205026385</id><published>2010-11-23T20:39:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T20:39:50.498+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starting Points'/><title type='text'>Being A Single Mom... Intro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I am a kind of person who once decides, consequences &lt;strong&gt;are&lt;/strong&gt; to be faced. &lt;strong&gt;When it's right, then it's fine. When it turns out wrong, then learn from it, be a better person next.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a single Mom of a daughter. She is 6 years old now. Don't be mistaken, I'm not guiding people &lt;strong&gt;to be&lt;/strong&gt; a single parent but I just want to share... &lt;strong&gt;as&lt;/strong&gt; a single parent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not always easy to go through parenting world just by yourself. Human are meant to be a couple to grow up children but &lt;strong&gt;life is unique, God is creative&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;The way for every human never is the same. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even it's not easy, I have to say I'm enjoying my single-mom status now, the time of seei&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SqN8oo0ehII/AAAAAAAAABg/PZX3XkC6yB4/s1600-h/Mom%26Child+Holding+Hand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378279417604637826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 73px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SqN8oo0ehII/AAAAAAAAABg/PZX3XkC6yB4/s320/Mom%26Child+Holding+Hand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ng my daughter growing up... and the most exciting thing is &lt;strong&gt;growing up together with her&lt;/strong&gt;. We naturally play changing role. I am her mentor but I have to say, most of the time, when I really look through... &lt;strong&gt;she is my mentor, mentor of a new life, mentor of perspective, mentor of attitude, and most of all mentor of growing... (not to mention, mentor of fun!!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-8652228974205026385?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/8652228974205026385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/being-single-mom-intro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/8652228974205026385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/8652228974205026385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/being-single-mom-intro.html' title='Being A Single Mom... Intro'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SqN8oo0ehII/AAAAAAAAABg/PZX3XkC6yB4/s72-c/Mom%26Child+Holding+Hand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-8464304804507752206</id><published>2010-11-23T20:24:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T20:42:19.940+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letters and Quotes'/><title type='text'>Dear Velisia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S9OnIqM1z4I/AAAAAAAAARU/69BIN9xhtUc/s1600/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 96px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S9OnIqM1z4I/AAAAAAAAARU/69BIN9xhtUc/s320/love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463894540139483010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read your Daddy’s posts in facebook "Donate and Pray for Velisia Catherina Sutanto":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“It's 1 am now.. She is still deeply asleep without holding her stomach which she had done every night.... It is so peaceful... Thank you...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How can you not cry even more when you hear your sick daughter says: "Don't be sad, Daddy! Don't cry, Daddy!! Obviously she is stronger than I am... I wonder how anybody can survive seeing his/her little child in pain... I miss her laughter and smile....”&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;“Velisia did not cry nor scream during the blood taking today. This makes everyone in the room wonder. I guess she does not want to make us sad or cry. I guess she finally knows crying and screaming make everyone panic, sad.... She is right… To love is to make the ones we love happy not sad. How much we love is measured by how much we sacrifice, I guess.....”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a mother of a daughter, same age as you, Velisia (and in fact you two were classmates in Kindergarten year 2). I understand your parents’ pain and frustration. Sometimes we wonder why such young kids have to go through this all and Velisia, with no doubt, I know your parents are more than willing to replace you in taking all this pain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what will make us stronger? Yes, that’s right. &lt;strong&gt;GETTING THROUGH THE PAIN SUCCESSFULLY&lt;/strong&gt;. All of us believe you &lt;strong&gt;CAN&lt;/strong&gt; do it. As your Daddy said that evil is trying to pull us apart from Jesus... Are we going to let the evil do that? Are we going to let the evil laugh happily seeing us far from our Lord? &lt;strong&gt;NO, NEVER! WHEN OUR LORD IS STANDING JUST BESIDE US, WHO CAN GO AGAINST US, VELISIA? NO ONE. &lt;/strong&gt;Because we have BIG STRONG arms hugging us, protecting us, the arm of Jesus. We just need to be &lt;strong&gt;TOUGH&lt;/strong&gt;, to &lt;strong&gt;PERSEVERE&lt;/strong&gt;, we just need to &lt;strong&gt;HAVE FAITH IN HIM&lt;/strong&gt;. The pain is nothing but the evil’s naughty hands trying to harm us. &lt;strong&gt;If you don’t let the evil touch you, your pain will turn less. If you don’t let the evil win over you, the evil will never win!!&lt;/strong&gt; Let’s beat the evil, Velisia!! With such strong Jesus + great tough parents &amp; family + more than 17,300 friends pray for you, wish the best for you, do you think the evil can stand on this? Nope!! Most of all, Velisia, you yourself ARE a strong tough wonderful girl; the evil can’t possibly hurt you more than you allow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S9OmeicmADI/AAAAAAAAARM/TRgX_RFZ3Tg/s1600/winnie%26frens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S9OmeicmADI/AAAAAAAAARM/TRgX_RFZ3Tg/s320/winnie%26frens.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463893816503566386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you need to nurture your faith, your strength, put your sweetest smile, laugh in joy &amp; gratitude, knowing that Jesus &amp; we all love you, pray for you, you will come back as a new-born girl: &lt;strong&gt;positive, great, wonderful&lt;/strong&gt;!!! Beat the evil!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S9Olpupu-wI/AAAAAAAAARE/Cd4-EtdYsok/s1600/pray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 130px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S9Olpupu-wI/AAAAAAAAARE/Cd4-EtdYsok/s320/pray.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463892909246839554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best wishes…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-8464304804507752206?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/8464304804507752206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/dear-velisia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/8464304804507752206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/8464304804507752206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/dear-velisia.html' title='Dear Velisia...'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S9OnIqM1z4I/AAAAAAAAARU/69BIN9xhtUc/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-5922636292780412290</id><published>2010-11-23T20:08:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T19:30:12.375+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Perfect Match</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Perfect Match&lt;/em&gt;-nya Jodi Picoult adalah sebuah novel tentang seorang ibu yang keluar dari jalur hukum untuk menghukum orang yang dipikirnya telah melukai putranya. Tulisan di &lt;em&gt;cover&lt;/em&gt; "Apa arti dari menjadi seorang ibu yang baik? Sejauh apa engkau akan bertindak dalam nama cinta dan keadilan?"&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TB_4iPLrx0I/AAAAAAAAASc/dyV2WEy3ZDQ/s1600/DSCN5379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TB_4iPLrx0I/AAAAAAAAASc/dyV2WEy3ZDQ/s320/DSCN5379.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485376138235332418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalimat-kalimat di dalam novel ini melukiskan dengan dalam perasaan seorang ibu yang mengetahui putranya telah dilukai secara seksual dan bagaimana semuanya mengubah dirinya dari seorang jaksa logis yang efisien menjadi seorang ibu pelindung. Dan ketika dia mengetahui dirinya sendiri telah melakukan sesuatu yang sangat salah, maka segera dia sadar kalau satu-satunya cara untuk membuatnya menjadi benar adalah &lt;strong&gt;melakukan sesuatu yang benar&lt;/strong&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orangtua akan melakukan apapun demi anak-anaknya. Sering kita dengar "Tidak apa-apa aku diperlakukan buruk, tapi jangan coba-coba terhadap anakku!", "Aku bisa menerimanya tapi aku takkan membiarkan anakku menderita karenanya!", "Jangan pernah berpikir untuk dapat menyentuh anakku!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orangtua, apalagi seorang ibu dapat menjadi sangat ganas ketika melindungi anaknya! Pertanyaannya adalah sejauh mana engkau bertindak dalam nama cinta &amp; keadilan? &lt;em&gt;Back to you, mommies!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-5922636292780412290?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/5922636292780412290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/perfect-match.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/5922636292780412290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/5922636292780412290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/perfect-match.html' title='Perfect Match'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TB_4iPLrx0I/AAAAAAAAASc/dyV2WEy3ZDQ/s72-c/DSCN5379.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-5113326438446379124</id><published>2010-11-23T00:47:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T00:48:03.164+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindset and Attitude'/><title type='text'>Mengapa Rasa Sakit itu Ada?</title><content type='html'>Chartrand bertanya, “Saya tidak mengerti sifat Tuhan yang mahakuasa dan maha pengasih.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mahakuasa dan maha pengasih berarti Tuhan memiliki kekuasaan yang tidak terbatas dan memiliki kasih yang melimpah,” kata Camerlengo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Saya mengerti konsep itu. Hanya saja… seperti ada sebuah kontradiksi,” kata Chartrand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ya, kontradiksi itu menyakitkan. Kelaparan, peperangan, penyakit…” kata Camerlengo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Tepat! Banyak hal mengerikan yang terjadi di dunia ini. Tragedi yang terjadi pada manusia seperti membuktikan bahwa Tuhan tidak mungkin memiliki kekuasaan yang tidak terbatas dan sekaligus kasih yang berlimpah. Kalau Dia mencintai kita dan memiliki kekuasaan untuk mengubah situasi seperti ini, Dia akan mencegah penderitaan kita, bukan?” tanya Chartrand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Bayangkan kau mempunyai anak lelaki berumur 8 tahun… apakah kau mencintainya?” tanya Camerlengo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Tentu saja,” jawab Chartrand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Apakah kau akan melakukan apa saja dengan kekuasaanmu untuk mencegah kesengsaraan dalam hidupnya?” tanya Camerlengo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Tentu saja,” jawab Chartrand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Apakah kau akan membiarkannya bermain papan luncur?” tanya Camerlengo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Tentu saja saya akan membiarkannya main papan luncur, tapi saya akan menyuruhnya untuk berhati-hati,” jawab Chartrand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Jadi, sebagai ayah, kau akan memberikan nasehat kepadanya dan membiarkannya bermain dan membuat kesalahannya sendiri?” tanya Camerlengo lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Saya tidak akan terus-menerus membuntutinya dan memanjakannya kalau itu yang Anda maksudkan,” jawab Chartrand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Tetapi bagaimana kalau dia jatuh dan lututnya terluka?” tanya Camerlengo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Dia akan belajar untuk menjadi lebih berhati-hati,” sahut Chartrand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camerlengo tersenyum. “&lt;strong&gt;Jadi walaupun kau memiliki kekuasaan untuk ikut campur dan mencegah agar anakmu tidak menderita, kau memilih untuk memperlihatkan cintamu dengan membiarkannya mempelajari kesalahannya sendiri?&lt;/strong&gt;” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TH-zLuN1YtI/AAAAAAAAAVE/8rxgFWnI-yE/s1600/thumbnailCASTK1XX.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 115px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TH-zLuN1YtI/AAAAAAAAAVE/8rxgFWnI-yE/s320/thumbnailCASTK1XX.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512321482890765010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Tentu saja. &lt;strong&gt;Rasa sakit adalah bagian dari bertumbuh. Begitulah kita belajar&lt;/strong&gt;,” jawab Chartrand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camerlengo mengangguk. “Tepat sekali.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Diringkas dari Novel” Angels &amp; Demons” – Dan Brown – hal. 428 s/d 430)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-5113326438446379124?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/5113326438446379124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/mengapa-rasa-sakit-itu-ada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/5113326438446379124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/5113326438446379124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/mengapa-rasa-sakit-itu-ada.html' title='Mengapa Rasa Sakit itu Ada?'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TH-zLuN1YtI/AAAAAAAAAVE/8rxgFWnI-yE/s72-c/thumbnailCASTK1XX.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-6973417834890928998</id><published>2010-11-23T00:47:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T00:47:22.786+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindset and Attitude'/><title type='text'>Saat Cobaan Datang...</title><content type='html'>Manusia diberi &lt;strong&gt;cobaan untuk menguatkan, bukan untuk melemahkan&lt;/strong&gt;. Ada kalanya kita mencapai titik puncak kekuatan kita dan mulai merasa tidak mampu untuk &lt;em&gt;go on&lt;/em&gt;, merasa kita ini tidak ada apa-apanya, hanya manusia lemah. Pada saat itu, sebenarnya kita dalam masa penyadaran bahwa &lt;strong&gt;ada Kuasa yang jauh lebih besar &lt;/strong&gt;yang membuat arogansi kita selama ini tidak ada artinya. Di titik inilah kita harus &lt;strong&gt;belajar bersabar &amp; bertahan &lt;/strong&gt;karena hanya itulah yang bisa kita lakukan untuk memungkinkan &lt;strong&gt;kita terus bertumbuh&lt;/strong&gt;. Itulah &lt;strong&gt;inti &amp; esensi dari cobaan&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/THfFLRI8adI/AAAAAAAAAUk/JNUCqMyal4E/s1600/be+strong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/THfFLRI8adI/AAAAAAAAAUk/JNUCqMyal4E/s320/be+strong.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510089466481240530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat kita berhadapan dengan cobaan, di mana tak banyak yang bisa kita perbuat, ingatlah ada 2 pilihan untuk kita: hadapi &amp; jalani dengan tak senang, murung, atau sedih namun toh tetap harus dijalani &lt;strong&gt;ATAU&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;a better choice&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;kita hadapi &amp; jalani dengan tabah sampai dengan berbesar hati kita mampu menerimanya&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kapan muncul pelangi? SETELAH hujan, bukan? Kapan muncul sukacita? Bisa jadi SETELAH air mata. Yakinilah &amp; hidup kita akan jauh lebih berarti&lt;/strong&gt;. Tidak ada yang bilang menghadapi &amp; menjalani cobaan itu bakal gampang namun itulah alat uji untuk tumbuh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/THfF_46LAqI/AAAAAAAAAU0/hiYjF3XXOtY/s1600/rainbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 141px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/THfF_46LAqI/AAAAAAAAAU0/hiYjF3XXOtY/s320/rainbow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510090370509898402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila begitu beratnya sampai kita ingin menangis, &lt;em&gt;why not&lt;/em&gt;? Tuhan memberi kita air mata agar kita punya wadah untuk menaruh kesedihan kita ke tetes-tetes air mata, mengalirkannya keluar sehingga rasa sedih itu tidak tertimbun lama dalam diri kita. &lt;strong&gt;Saat kita menangis, kesedihan turut mengalir keluar&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;It's ok to cry&lt;/em&gt;, asal jangan terlalu boros memakai tisu, &lt;em&gt;go green&lt;/em&gt;, teman... ;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-6973417834890928998?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/6973417834890928998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/saat-cobaan-datang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/6973417834890928998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/6973417834890928998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/saat-cobaan-datang.html' title='Saat Cobaan Datang...'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/THfFLRI8adI/AAAAAAAAAUk/JNUCqMyal4E/s72-c/be+strong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-2647080353796087190</id><published>2010-11-23T00:46:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T00:46:52.058+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindset and Attitude'/><title type='text'>Please Slow Down...</title><content type='html'>Dalam hidup yang serba &lt;em&gt;hectic&lt;/em&gt; ini, sering kita 'lupa' menikmati hidup apa adanya, &lt;em&gt;in a very simple way&lt;/em&gt;. Kadangkala butuh &lt;em&gt;'big disaster' to happen&lt;/em&gt;, untuk sekedar menyadarkan kita bahwa &lt;strong&gt;menikmati hidup adalah berbicara tentang kini, sekarang, &lt;em&gt;now&lt;/em&gt;... bukan dulu, &lt;em&gt;the past&lt;/em&gt;, bukan pula nanti, besok, masa mendatang, &lt;em&gt;future&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;em&gt;it's simply NOW&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seorang gadis cilik yang sedang sakit parah di &lt;em&gt;New York Hospital &lt;/em&gt;menulis sebuah puisi yang menyiratkan betapa berartinya kata '&lt;strong&gt;sekarang&lt;/strong&gt;' &lt;em&gt;or it'll be too late then... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SLOW DANCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever watched kids on a merry-go-round?&lt;br /&gt;Or listened to the rain slapping on the ground?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?&lt;br /&gt;Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You better slow down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't dance so fast.&lt;br /&gt;Time is short. The music won't last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you run through each day on the fly?&lt;br /&gt;When you ask “how are you?”, do you hear the reply?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the day is done, do you lie in your bed&lt;br /&gt;with the next hundred chores running through your head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd better slow down &lt;br /&gt;Don't dance so fast.&lt;br /&gt;Time is short. The music won't last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever told your child “we'll do it tomorrow”?&lt;br /&gt;And in your haste, not see his sorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever lost touch, let a good friendship die &lt;br /&gt;cause you never had time to call and say “Hi'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd better slow down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't dance so fast.&lt;br /&gt;Time is short. The music won't last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you run so fast to get somewhere,&lt;br /&gt;you miss half the fun of getting there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you worry and hurry through your day,&lt;br /&gt;it is like an unopened gift....thrown away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is not a race. Do take it slower&lt;br /&gt;Hear the music before the song is over.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TCQTwtmzJdI/AAAAAAAAASk/Z8tRnRVc66w/s1600/slow+down.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 165px; height: 82px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TCQTwtmzJdI/AAAAAAAAASk/Z8tRnRVc66w/s320/slow+down.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486531973641086418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, friends, take time to slow down &amp; simply enjoy the 'now'... Have a nice weekend!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-2647080353796087190?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/2647080353796087190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/please-slow-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/2647080353796087190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/2647080353796087190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/please-slow-down.html' title='Please Slow Down...'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TCQTwtmzJdI/AAAAAAAAASk/Z8tRnRVc66w/s72-c/slow+down.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-2492344573257499960</id><published>2010-11-23T00:45:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T00:46:06.496+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindset and Attitude'/><title type='text'>Handbook 2010... a Forwarded Email</title><content type='html'>Seorang teman &lt;em&gt;forward&lt;/em&gt; ke aku email ini; &lt;em&gt;very nice, please take a look...&lt;/em&gt; Moga-moga &lt;em&gt;can inspire you &lt;/em&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HANDBOOK 2010 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Health: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.       Drink plenty of water. &lt;br /&gt;2.       Eat breakfast like a king, lunch like a prince and dinner like a beggar. &lt;br /&gt;3.       Eat more foods that grow on trees and plants and eat less food that is manufactured in plants.. &lt;br /&gt;4.       Live with the 3 E's -- Energy, Enthusiasm and Empathy &lt;br /&gt;5.       Make time to pray. &lt;br /&gt;6.       Play more games &lt;br /&gt;7.       Read more books than you did in 2009 . &lt;br /&gt;8.       Sit in silence for at least 10 minutes each day &lt;br /&gt;9.       Sleep for 7 hours. &lt;br /&gt;10.    Take a 10-30 minutes walk daily. And while you walk, smile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TA-hUmgE9PI/AAAAAAAAAR0/QSM7H2EgU_o/s1600/colourful+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TA-hUmgE9PI/AAAAAAAAAR0/QSM7H2EgU_o/s320/colourful+love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480776646837728498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Personality:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;11.    Don't compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey is all about. &lt;br /&gt;12.    Don't have negative thoughts or things you cannot control. Instead invest your energy in the positive present moment. &lt;br /&gt;13.    Don't over do. Keep your limits. &lt;br /&gt;14.    Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does. &lt;br /&gt;15.    Don't waste your precious energy on gossip. &lt;br /&gt;16.    Dream more while you are awake &lt;br /&gt;17.    Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.. &lt;br /&gt;18.    Forget issues of the past. Don't remind your partner with His/her mistakes of the past. That will ruin your present happiness. &lt;br /&gt;19.    Life is too short to waste time hating anyone. Don't hate others. &lt;br /&gt;20.    Make peace with your past so it won't spoil the present. &lt;br /&gt;21.    No one is in charge of your happiness except you. &lt;br /&gt;22.    Realize that life is a school and you are here to learn.  Problems are simply part of the curriculum that appear and fade away like algebra class but the lessons you learn will last a lifetime. &lt;br /&gt;23.    Smile and laugh more. &lt;br /&gt;24.    You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Society:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;25.    Call your family often. &lt;br /&gt;26.    Each day give something good to others. &lt;br /&gt;27.    Forgive everyone for everything.. &lt;br /&gt;28.    Spend time w/ people over the age of 70 &amp; under the age of  6. &lt;br /&gt;29.    Try to make at least three people smile each day. &lt;br /&gt;30.    What other people think of you is none of your business. &lt;br /&gt;31.    Your job won't take care of you when you are sick. Your friends will. Stay in touch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.    Do the right thing! &lt;br /&gt;33.    Get rid of anything that isn't useful, beautiful or joyful. &lt;br /&gt;34.    GOD heals everything. &lt;br /&gt;35.    However good or bad a situation is, it will change.. &lt;br /&gt;36.    No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up. &lt;br /&gt;37.    The best is yet to come.. &lt;br /&gt;38.    When you awake alive in the morning, thank GOD for it. &lt;br /&gt;39.    Your Inner most is always happy. So, be happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last but not the least: &lt;/strong&gt;40.    Please Forward this to everyone you care about, I just did it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-2492344573257499960?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/2492344573257499960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/handbook-2010-forwarded-email.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/2492344573257499960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/2492344573257499960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/handbook-2010-forwarded-email.html' title='Handbook 2010... a Forwarded Email'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TA-hUmgE9PI/AAAAAAAAAR0/QSM7H2EgU_o/s72-c/colourful+love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-3635818521506181779</id><published>2010-11-23T00:44:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T00:45:32.058+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindset and Attitude'/><title type='text'>Something Interesting About "Tukang Parkir"</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Ever experienced good and bad things with &lt;/em&gt;"tukang parkir"? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TA2E3Bsm5lI/AAAAAAAAARs/4CM-UnUdjS0/s1600/warna+oren.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 142px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TA2E3Bsm5lI/AAAAAAAAARs/4CM-UnUdjS0/s320/warna+oren.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480182402462967378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di Jl. Pemuda Medan, dekat Restoran Miramar, tukang parkirnya &lt;em&gt;full of words&lt;/em&gt;: "Makasih, Kak, jalan depan lempang, hari ini sepi." "Maju terus, Kak, gak ada mobil, lempang aja." "Ramai, Kak, sebentar, nanti ketabrak... iya, depan udah lempang."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di Jl. Sumatra Medan, daerah Bank CIMB Niaga, tukang parkirnya sepertinya pernah ikut &lt;em&gt;service excellence&lt;/em&gt; (hehehe...); selain bantu kasih arah parkir, dia juga sering membantu menyeberangkan, &lt;em&gt;very nice&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;em&gt;Service excellence &lt;/em&gt;juga pernah kudapat di Jl. Palangkaraya pas hari Minggu, lagi sepi-sepinya. Selain tugas utamanya, beliau (udah umur 50an tahun) malah sekalian melap kaca spion mobil! Wow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di daerah Jl. Hindu Medan, ada tukang parkir yang suaranya tegas sekali (awalnya kukira lagi marah) dan setiap kukasih uang parkir, ucapan "Terima Kasih, Kak!" selalu berlogat unik, tegas, berirama, dan hebatnya... tulusnya terasa! Juga di jalan yang sama, ada seorang tukang parkir yang selalu mengacungkan jari jempol setiap aku dengan suksesnya parkir (tanpa nabrak apapun hehehe...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baru-baru ini di Jl. Wajir Medan, aku parkir sekitar 1 menit dan ketika mau kubayar, tukang parkirnya kasih kode untuk lewat saja. &lt;em&gt;Free! Wow, he had a good consideration about time issue! Thanks &lt;/em&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, like coin of two sides&lt;/em&gt;, ada juga tukang parkir yang agak menjengkelkan, meminta Rp 2.000,- &lt;em&gt;instead of &lt;/em&gt;Rp 1.000,- sekali parkir, dengan alasan "Aku dapat tugas malam, Kak, kalau malam agak sepi, jadi bayar 2x lah." Yang anehnya, banyak pula yang minta &lt;em&gt;double&lt;/em&gt; karena daerahnya tergolong ramai. Ironis toh? Ada juga, bahkan banyak, yang kalau kita pas lagi susah-susahnya mau keluar dari parkir, dianya tidak muncul. Tapi pas sudah selesai, muncul buat nagih. Terus pernah juga kulihat seorang tukang parkir di Jl. Thamrin Medan ditampar seorang supir mobil pribadi (entah masalah apa), kasihan sekali, apalagi si tukang parkir sudah usia 50an. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whatever it is, this is a unique life. You can find service excellence in a &lt;/em&gt;"tukang parkir" padahal belum tentu bisa kita jumpai di &lt;em&gt;customer service &lt;/em&gt;bank yang notabene kelasnya lebih &lt;em&gt;high&lt;/em&gt;. Apapun pekerjaan kita, &lt;em&gt;when you put extra service for excellence, it will make you brighter, won't it&lt;/em&gt;? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NB: Bagaimanapun si tukang parkir, tak usahlah kita jalankan kenderaan kita dan membuat dia harus lari-lari 100 meter untuk mengejar Rp 500,- atau Rp 1.000,- :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-3635818521506181779?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/3635818521506181779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/something-interesting-about-tukang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/3635818521506181779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/3635818521506181779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/something-interesting-about-tukang.html' title='Something Interesting About &quot;Tukang Parkir&quot;'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TA2E3Bsm5lI/AAAAAAAAARs/4CM-UnUdjS0/s72-c/warna+oren.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-843563426927741382</id><published>2010-11-23T00:43:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T00:44:33.295+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindset and Attitude'/><title type='text'>Everyday...</title><content type='html'>Tahun ini &lt;em&gt;Tiger &lt;/em&gt;bersanding dengan &lt;em&gt;Cupid&lt;/em&gt;; Oriental dengan &lt;em&gt;Western&lt;/em&gt;. Imlek hari pertama pas di hari &lt;em&gt;Valentine&lt;/em&gt;. Momen saling mengucapkan "&lt;em&gt;Gong Xi&lt;/em&gt;" dan salam positif seputar kesehatan, kebahagiaan, kemakmuran, sekaligus mengungkapkan kasih sayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S3nvFTAQO-I/AAAAAAAAAQk/LwYRXqr-u9g/s1600-h/time1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 97px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S3nvFTAQO-I/AAAAAAAAAQk/LwYRXqr-u9g/s320/time1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438640899306306530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahun baru selalu dijadikan titik awal memperbaharui karena lembar kalender lama telah habis dan lembar baru akan segera dimulai. Resolusi akhir tahun dan juga permohonan banyak dibuat menjelang dan pada tahun baru. &lt;em&gt;However, we can make everyday new because actually everyday IS a new day&lt;/em&gt;. Yang terpenting adalah niat &amp; determinasi untuk melaksanakan apa yang telah dicanangkan. &lt;em&gt;So, get thru your day as it's your last day, then you'll use it fully &amp; happily&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As Valentine&lt;/em&gt;, banyak yang merayakannya secara khusus. Bagiku, &lt;em&gt;you can use every single day to express your love to the loved ones&lt;/em&gt;. 364 hari berbanding 1 hari, &lt;em&gt;well, you know the comparison&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam seminggu ini, aku mendapat 2 kabar yang membuatku semakin merenungi hidup. Seorang teman meninggal dunia karena kanker seminggu yang lalu. Terakhir aku mengunjunginya adalah 3 bulan yang lalu. Dia menceritakan perjalanannya dari mulai didiagnosa, diperiksa, dioperasi, sampai menjalani perawatan sehari-hari yang menguras energi. Temanku ini adalah tipikal aktif yang sulit duduk diam. Beberapa waktu setelah menjalani operasi, dia malah naik kereta ke mana-mana. Namun diakuinya, kondisinya melemah. "Setiap ada polisi tidur, biasanya aku kan langsung hajar, tapi kali ini, pelan aja udah terasa banget gak nyamannya," begitu katanya. Kami ngobrol berdua selama 1 1/2 jam, berpisah setelah saling memberi pelukan. &lt;em&gt;I never know that it was our last farewell... &lt;/em&gt;Selamat tinggal, Felicia, semoga engkau mendapat tempat yang layak di sisi-Nya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa hari yang lalu, seorang temanku kehilangan ibunya, tepat sehari sebelum Imlek. Ibunya koma selama hampir seminggu sebelum menghembuskan napas terakhir tanpa sempat memberi pesan apapun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S3nvNB9I_3I/AAAAAAAAAQs/RFSK5lqvb9o/s1600-h/time2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S3nvNB9I_3I/AAAAAAAAAQs/RFSK5lqvb9o/s320/time2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438641032168800114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita cenderung lebih menghargai setelah seseorang itu tidak ada lagi... Semua hal kecil yang pernah mereka lakukan menjadi tampak begitu berarti justru ketika mereka sudah tidak dapat melakukannya untuk kita lagi... &lt;em&gt;We don't have to wait for end year to make life resolution. We don't need to wait for Valentine to express our love. Do it everytime you have the chance. Use the time you have in hand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;May love surrounds us...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-843563426927741382?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/843563426927741382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/everyday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/843563426927741382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/843563426927741382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/everyday.html' title='Everyday...'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S3nvFTAQO-I/AAAAAAAAAQk/LwYRXqr-u9g/s72-c/time1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-8116426352149010548</id><published>2010-11-23T00:43:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T00:43:53.617+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindset and Attitude'/><title type='text'>Every Step of Mine...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SxsFx8QFtmI/AAAAAAAAAKM/EgNxdekjwOI/s1600-h/steps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SxsFx8QFtmI/AAAAAAAAAKM/EgNxdekjwOI/s320/steps.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411925732761122402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari ngobrol dengan temanku, aku mendapat 1 &lt;em&gt;quote&lt;/em&gt; yang bagus "&lt;strong&gt;SETIAP LANGKAHKU ADALAH PENGALAMAN BARU&lt;/strong&gt;" = &lt;em&gt;Every step of mine is a new experience. Very interesting.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita selalu gampang merasa bosan, merasa selalu mengulangi hal yang sama terus-terusan, &lt;em&gt;then life become monotonous&lt;/em&gt;, datar, tidak ada rasanya. Kita mulai terobsesi mencari hal-hal baru tanpa menyadari sebenarnya sering kali hal-hal baru itu ada di depan kita. &lt;em&gt;Just that we don't realize it&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa minggu lalu aku mengunjungi seorang teman yang terkena kanker rahim stadium II. &lt;em&gt;She appeared to be very strong to me&lt;/em&gt;. Dia menceritakan pengalaman yang dilaluinya mulai sebelum didiagnosis sampai dia menjalani operasi dan pengobatan lanjutannya, bagaimana dia terbentur dengan ini dan itu. &lt;em&gt;I'm impressed&lt;/em&gt;. Begitu panjang jalan yang dia lalui &lt;em&gt;and she was telling me in excitement, like telling tales.&lt;/em&gt; Kubayangkan kalau aku yang melalui itu semua, &lt;em&gt;can I be that strong, that tough? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The point is &lt;strong&gt;she views it as a life new experience which she has no choice but to go through it&lt;/strong&gt;. You can go through it in tears &lt;strong&gt;OR&lt;/strong&gt; you can go through it in toughness. She chose the 2nd and in fact, toughness plus excitement. &lt;strong&gt;New step, new experience. Each step is a new experience&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kembali ke temanku yang pertama, &lt;em&gt;she's in a very tough condition too &lt;/em&gt;dan dia telah menjalani proses memandang segalanya sebagai pengalaman baru, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;that has been directing her to a brand new life, a life full of new experiences, a life so rich that you will feel in deep gratitude. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm blessed being able to meet tough people&lt;/em&gt;, orang-orang yang bukan hanya kuat mentalnya namun mereka yang memberiku &lt;em&gt;new view of life&lt;/em&gt;, dari hal kecil sampai hal besar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pikirkan, &lt;strong&gt;bukankah setiap langkah yang kita buat itu membawa kita ke titik baru, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;that we are not being pulled in the past but being moved to the future&lt;/strong&gt;? Have a nice day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-8116426352149010548?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/8116426352149010548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/every-step-of-mine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/8116426352149010548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/8116426352149010548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/every-step-of-mine.html' title='Every Step of Mine...'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SxsFx8QFtmI/AAAAAAAAAKM/EgNxdekjwOI/s72-c/steps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-2859278424497944433</id><published>2010-11-23T00:42:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T00:43:14.107+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindset and Attitude'/><title type='text'>Zen Wisdom</title><content type='html'>Di zaman sekarang ini, di tengah semua kesibukan kita, sering kita menghadapi kondisi yang bikin kita &lt;em&gt;blank&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;can't think&lt;/em&gt;, bahkan sampai setengah semaput. Ada yang men-&lt;em&gt;divert&lt;/em&gt; ke &lt;em&gt;parties&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;religion&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;hobbies&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;book&lt;/em&gt;s, &lt;em&gt;etc&lt;/em&gt;. Kalau aku, &lt;em&gt;I choose books&lt;/em&gt;. Seminggu terakhir ini aku membaca buku &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zen Wisdom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, tidak &lt;em&gt;continuous&lt;/em&gt; tapi kuusahakan di saat sedang bisa senggang. Sejauh yang kubaca, &lt;em&gt;Zen isn't something easy to be understood but &lt;/em&gt;nilai yang terkandung di dalamnya, &lt;em&gt;well, make sense&lt;/em&gt;. Ada 2 kutipan yang &lt;em&gt;worth remembered&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SwxdHoDd6TI/AAAAAAAAAJs/-3Cv9a1HHNg/s1600/DSCN4762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SwxdHoDd6TI/AAAAAAAAAJs/-3Cv9a1HHNg/s320/DSCN4762.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407799638157551922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Semakin sering kita menghadapi kekecewaan, kebingungan, dan kesepian, semakin kuat kita mencari metode rumit u/ meringankannya. Saat solusi  kita menjadi semakin rumit, penderitaan kita pun kian berlapis. Dengan segera, kita lupa pada masalah aslinya dan terperangkap dalam jejaring dilema sekunder yang disebabkan oleh solusi itu sendiri. Dalam banyak kasus, obat yang kita tenggak dan efek sampingnya lebih berbahaya daripada penyakit asli yang ingin kita sembuhkan dengannya &lt;/strong&gt;(Kutipan dari buku “&lt;em&gt;Zen Wisdom&lt;/em&gt;, Menemukan Kedamaian Batin dalam Kehidupan Sehari-Hari” Brenda Shoshanna, Ph.D., hal 55).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Sajak Mumon&lt;br /&gt;Bunga musim semi, bulan musim gugur;&lt;br /&gt;Angin musim panas, salju musim dingin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jika hal-hal yang tak berguna tak mengusik pikiranmu,&lt;br /&gt;Hari-harimu adalah yang terbaik dalam hidupmu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moga-moga berguna.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-2859278424497944433?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/2859278424497944433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/zen-wisdom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/2859278424497944433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/2859278424497944433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/zen-wisdom.html' title='Zen Wisdom'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SwxdHoDd6TI/AAAAAAAAAJs/-3Cv9a1HHNg/s72-c/DSCN4762.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-1237039596129801917</id><published>2010-11-23T00:42:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T00:42:42.506+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindset and Attitude'/><title type='text'>Want &amp; Have</title><content type='html'>Dua minggu yang lalu aku mengunjungi keluarga di kota asalku, Siantar. Setiba di sana, yang pertama kulakukan adalah membeli nasi “Nenek” yang sudah lama kurindukan. Aku membeli porsi besar; pakai ayam goreng, rendang sapi, kentang, dan ikan asin, and &lt;em&gt;well, I finished that huge portion by myself!&lt;/em&gt;  Dan itu masih sarapan! Tiga jam kemudian menyusul makan siang berupa nasi + &lt;em&gt;roasted pork&lt;/em&gt;, yang dilanjutkan dengan keroyok ramai-ramai rujak buah dan kue sayur. Sungguh hari yang menyenangkan dan mengenyangkan!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam perjalanan kembali ke Medan, aku masih kepikiran makan mie goreng favoritku yang belum kesampaian. &lt;em&gt;I think I got to save it for my next visit. I know I’m gonna miss it so much!!&lt;/em&gt; Ngiler dengan mie goreng lumayan teratasi setelah kupikirkan apa yang ada di bagasi mobil… kue lobak khas Siantar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tersenyum sendiri. Manusia memang unik dan tak habis-habisnya menginginkan dan meminta. Dulu saat masih tinggal di Siantar, aku ingin sekali berkunjung ke Medan untuk makan nasi Padang di salah satu rumah makan di Jl. Sumatra atau membeli pizza di Pizza Hut atau roti-roti yang beragam jenisnya berbanding di Siantar. Namun saat sudah pindah ke Medan dan tinggal hampir 9 tahun, baru 2x aku makan nasi Medan yang kuimpikan saat masih tinggal di Siantar. Sebaliknya, saat tinggal di Siantar, aku juga tidak terlalu sering membeli nasi “Nenek” kalau mau dibandingkan dengan rasa ngiler yang mendera saat ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/Svgi3MUyVMI/AAAAAAAAAJc/77FsiiKe9jM/s1600-h/question+mark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 98px; height: 122px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/Svgi3MUyVMI/AAAAAAAAAJc/77FsiiKe9jM/s320/question+mark.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402106084627469506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Apakah memang benar &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when things are within your hands to reach, you tend not to want it that much &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;daripada &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when those things are far from your hands to reach?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Kalau disama-samakan dengan pacaran, apakah lebih menantang saat pdkt berbanding setelah berhasil nembak? Atau benarkah lebih seru saat pacaran berbanding setelah melangkah ke pelaminan? &lt;em&gt;Is it human nature? Back to you, readers!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin kita memang harus diam sejenak untuk benar-benar mengerti 2 kalimat berikut ini:&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you don't get everything you want, think of the things you don't get that you don't want (Oscar Wilde).&lt;br /&gt;•  To be upset over what you don't have is to waste what you do have (Ken S. Keyes, Jr.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the process of wanting and cherish the moment of having…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-1237039596129801917?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/1237039596129801917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/want-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/1237039596129801917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/1237039596129801917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/want-have.html' title='Want &amp; Have'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/Svgi3MUyVMI/AAAAAAAAAJc/77FsiiKe9jM/s72-c/question+mark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-8884409595613273295</id><published>2010-11-23T00:41:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T00:42:06.072+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindset and Attitude'/><title type='text'>I (got to) Love My Days!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/Sti9N_Y_zMI/AAAAAAAAAIU/hv1HK2RMwA4/s1600-h/thumb+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 111px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/Sti9N_Y_zMI/AAAAAAAAAIU/hv1HK2RMwA4/s320/thumb+up.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393268601828396226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 minggu terakhir ini mengalir dalam satu kata… &lt;em&gt;hectic&lt;/em&gt;. Kesibukan yang menguras energi; baik fisik, pikiran, maupun yang terberat… perasaan. Cukup banyak hal yang kualami sehingga &lt;em&gt;automatically&lt;/em&gt; banyak yang kupelajari, kuambil hikmahnya, walaupun sebagai gantinya &lt;em&gt;lots of feeling have been mixed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudampingi seorang sahabat yang mengalami kehilangan besar dan kusadari betapa rapuhnya manusia, betapa tak berdayanya manusia, &lt;strong&gt;dan sebaliknya&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;betapa manusia sebenarnya mampu untuk berdiri kembali &lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;face the pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; Seringkali &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kehilangan adalah cara Tuhan membuat kita menyadari kuasa-Nya dan belajar menghargai apa yang kita miliki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kutemani seorang sahabat yang menghadapi masalah terberat seumur hidupnya. Masalah adalah cara Tuhan mendidik kita, membuat kita tumbuh menjadi lebih tangguh, &lt;em&gt;strong &lt;/em&gt;karena pada hakekatnya &lt;em&gt;there are no problems bigger than the human&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Instead of “Oh, my God, I have a BIG problem!”&lt;/em&gt; kenapa tidak bilang &lt;em&gt;“Hey, problem, I have a BIG God!”&lt;/em&gt; Aku selalu menyukai kutipan &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“Do your very best, then let God take care the rest!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Kuhadapi teman-teman yang butuh benar-benar membaca &amp;amp; mendalami kutipan ini  &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“What counts is not necessarily the size of the dog in the fight - it's the size of the fight in the dog”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (Dwight Eisenhower), bahwa yang penting bukanlah ukuran fisik seseorang dalam suatu perjuangan namun seberapa besar jiwa pejuang yang ada dalam diri seseorang itulah yang jauh lebih penting. Ketika kita mengatakan bahwa “aku akan &lt;em&gt;perform&lt;/em&gt; dalam pekerjaanku”, “aku akan &lt;em&gt;perform&lt;/em&gt; dalam studiku”, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;actually how far you have tried, how hard you have fight it for?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kusaksikan beda tipis antara percaya diri dan arogansi. Bagaimana percaya diri melambungkan seseorang dalam berpikir dan bertindak namun dalam ketidakhati-hatian, lebih satu langkah saja telah membuat rasa percaya diri itu menjadi arogansi. &lt;em&gt;It won’t be nice and it won't do good in the future.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hectic &lt;/em&gt;membuat hari-hariku cukup melelahkan &lt;em&gt;but anyway, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you don't think every day is a good day, just try missing one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (Cavett Robert), &lt;em&gt;then well, I must say “I love my days!!”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-8884409595613273295?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/8884409595613273295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-got-to-love-my-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/8884409595613273295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/8884409595613273295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-got-to-love-my-days.html' title='I (got to) Love My Days!!'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/Sti9N_Y_zMI/AAAAAAAAAIU/hv1HK2RMwA4/s72-c/thumb+up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-2567102529837932249</id><published>2010-11-23T00:40:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T00:41:24.165+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindset and Attitude'/><title type='text'>Menjadi Diri Sendiri... Continued in Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Aku selalu senang dengan &lt;em&gt;quotes&lt;/em&gt;, kata-kata kutipan dari orang bijak, yang bisa mencerahkan pikiran kita. Berikut &lt;em&gt;quotes &lt;/em&gt;tentang motivasi menjadi diri sendiri, apapun kita, bagaimanapun kita... &lt;em&gt;Take a read, friends!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Butuh keberanian untuk tumbuh dan menjadi siapa engkau yang sebenarnya&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are&lt;/em&gt; ~ E. E. Cummings).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383923746247326738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SreKHzjcvBI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BAGvBzeNvGc/s320/yes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hampir setiap orang menghabiskan sebagian dari hidupnya untuk menampilkan kualitas yang tidak dia miliki dan untuk mendapatkan aplaus yang tidak mampu dia simpan&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;Almost every man wastes part of his life in attempts to display qualities which he does not possess, and to gain applause which he cannot keep&lt;/em&gt; ~ Samuel Johnson).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Belajarlah untuk menjadi siapa dirimu dan belajarlah untuk berhenti dengan terhormat dari yang bukan dirimu&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;Learn to... be what you are, and learn to resign with a good grace all that you are not&lt;/em&gt; ~Henri Frederic Amiel).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bila Tuhan menginginkanku menjadi yang lain, tentunya Dia akan menciptakanku sebagai yang lain&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;If God had wanted me otherwise, He would have created me otherwise&lt;/em&gt; ~ Johann von Goethe).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Biarkan dunia mengenalmu sebagai dirimu, bukan sebagai siapa yang engkau anggap seharusnya, karena cepat atau lambat, bila engkau sedang berpose, engkau akan melupakan pose itu, dan lalu di manakah engkau?&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;Let the world know you as you are, not as you think you should be, because sooner or later, if you are posing, you will forget the pose, and then where are you?&lt;/em&gt; ~ Fanny Brice).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jadilah dirimu sendiri dan katakan apa yang engkau rasakan karena mereka yang keberatan, tidak berarti dan mereka yang berarti, tidak keberatan&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind&lt;/em&gt; ~ Dr. Seuss).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jadilah dirimu sendiri. Ini adalah langkah pertama menuju engkau yang lebih baik&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;Be what you are. This is the first step toward becoming better than you are&lt;/em&gt; ~ Julius Charles Hare).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Engkau harus memegang kendali atas nasibmu sendiri. Pulpen yang menulis kisah hidupmu haruskah dipegang oleh tanganmu sendiri&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;You must have control of the authorship of your own destiny. The pen that writes your life story must be held in your own hand &lt;/em&gt;~ Irene C. Kassorla).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Engkau terlahir sebagai sebuah originalitas. Jangan mati sebagai seorang kopian&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;You were born an original. Don't die a copy&lt;/em&gt; ~ John Mason).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lebih baik dibenci sebagai dirimu sendiri daripada dicintai sebagai bukan dirimu sendiri&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for something you are not&lt;/em&gt; ~ Andre Gide).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-2567102529837932249?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/2567102529837932249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/menjadi-diri-sendiri-continued-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/2567102529837932249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/2567102529837932249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/menjadi-diri-sendiri-continued-in.html' title='Menjadi Diri Sendiri... Continued in Quotes'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SreKHzjcvBI/AAAAAAAAAE8/BAGvBzeNvGc/s72-c/yes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-6878858825252165175</id><published>2010-11-23T00:40:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T00:40:47.888+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindset and Attitude'/><title type='text'>Menjadi Diri Sendiri... The Intro</title><content type='html'>Pencarian jati diri umumnya dimulai saat di usia remaja. Kita banyak menemui orang, atau bahkan kita sendiri, yang ingin menjadi seseorang, &lt;em&gt;to be somebody&lt;/em&gt;. Melihat aktris, kita ingin menjadi seperti mereka. Melihat atlet, mau juga jadi seperti itu. Atau ketika melihat para profesional yang berkantor di gedung megah, wah kita putuskan itulah cita-cita kita. &lt;em&gt;But, have you ever really asked yourself? &lt;/em&gt;Ralph Ellison, seorang penulis, menuliskan dengan baik dalam "&lt;em&gt;Battle Royal&lt;/em&gt;". Ini kutipan versi aslinya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381826979948587618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SrAXH8Zy6mI/AAAAAAAAAEE/55Dg3Dafo30/s320/be+urself.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;All my life I had been looking for something, and everywhere I turned someone tried to tell me what it was. I accepted their answers too, though they were often in contradiction and even self-contradictory. I was naïve. I was looking for myself and asking everyone except myself questions which I, and only I, could answer. It took me a long time and much painful boomeranging of my expectations to achieve a realization everyone else appears to have been born with: that &lt;strong&gt;I am nobody but myself&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sepanjang hidupku, aku terus mencari sesuatu, dan di setiap tempat aku berbalik pada seseorang yang mencoba mengatakan siapa aku ini. Aku menerima jawaban mereka juga walaupun berlawanan. Aku ini naif. Aku mencari diriku sendiri dan bertanya pada setiap orang, kecuali diriku sendiri yang sebenarnya merupakan penjawab tunggal yang mampu menjawabnya. Memakan cukup panjang waktuku dan banyak kesakitan yang menghantamku balik untuk akhirnya menyadari bahwa &lt;strong&gt;setiap orang itu terlahir untuk tidak menjadi siapapun tapi menjadi dirinya sendiri.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-6878858825252165175?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/6878858825252165175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/menjadi-diri-sendiri-intro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/6878858825252165175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/6878858825252165175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/menjadi-diri-sendiri-intro.html' title='Menjadi Diri Sendiri... The Intro'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SrAXH8Zy6mI/AAAAAAAAAEE/55Dg3Dafo30/s72-c/be+urself.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-2369486700407720630</id><published>2010-11-23T00:39:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T00:39:58.237+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindset and Attitude'/><title type='text'>Trust... Walk Your Talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SqxUY-sYq7I/AAAAAAAAADs/2IfgqbNNXXY/s1600-h/trust.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380768442923658162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 99px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SqxUY-sYq7I/AAAAAAAAADs/2IfgqbNNXXY/s320/trust.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seminggu ini aku banyak mengalami hal yang membuatku bertanya-tanya tentang “&lt;em&gt;where does all the trust go?&lt;/em&gt;”, “&lt;em&gt;why don’t we mean what we say, do what we say?&lt;/em&gt;”, “&lt;em&gt;why don’t we walk our talk?&lt;/em&gt;”… “mengapa kita tidak melakukan apa yang kita katakan?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seorang temanku pernah ditipu habis-habisan uangnya oleh teman yang dia percayai, namun saat dia bisa berpikir jernih, dia bilang “Dia pasti punya alasan untuk melakukannya. &lt;em&gt;So, let it go!&lt;/em&gt;” &lt;em&gt;That easy?&lt;/em&gt; Mungkin temanku ini berpikir dan bertindak praktis. Toh dia tahu dan sadar sepenuhnya kalau uangnya tak bakalan bisa kembali, jadi mengeluh atau mengutuk sepanjang waktu juga tak berarti apa-apa, malah buat tambah dosa. Jadi &lt;em&gt;letting it go, forgiving it&lt;/em&gt;, membuatnya merasa lebih baik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat kualami hal ini sendiri (tidak dalam &lt;em&gt;case&lt;/em&gt; uang ditipu habis-habisan ya, tapi &lt;em&gt;case &lt;/em&gt;lain yang &lt;em&gt;close to trust matter&lt;/em&gt;), aku belum mampu menerima sebagaimana temanku itu. Aku tetap bertanya-tanya “&lt;em&gt;why?&lt;/em&gt;”, “&lt;em&gt;how come?&lt;/em&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troy Kennedy-Martin dalam &lt;em&gt;The Italian Job (cinema)&lt;/em&gt;, bilang “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I trust everyone. I just don’t trust the devil inside them&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.” &lt;strong&gt;Aku percaya pada semua orang. Aku hanya tidak percaya pada iblis di dalam diri mereka&lt;/strong&gt;. Jadi apakah pada dasarnya setiap orang itu baik, layak dipercaya? Hanya iblis di dalam diri merekakah yang tidak bisa kita percayai? Iblis pastinya memang ada dalam diri setiap orang namun &lt;em&gt;the issue is, who controls?&lt;/em&gt; Kalau kita yang &lt;em&gt;in charge&lt;/em&gt;, iblis &lt;em&gt;has no chance, right?&lt;/em&gt; So kembali-kembalinya ya kepada si empunya tubuh, si orang bersangkutan toh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelajaran yang kudapat dan bakal kuterapkan adalah apa yang dikatakan Alfred Adler &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SqxUixcNfoI/AAAAAAAAAD0/HdZXZJzaV-U/s1600-h/images%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380768611164847746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 95px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SqxUixcNfoI/AAAAAAAAAD0/HdZXZJzaV-U/s320/images%5B4%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trust only movement. Life happens at the level of events, not of words. Trust movement&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.” Intinya, &lt;strong&gt;percaya pada &lt;em&gt;action&lt;/em&gt;, tidak pada &lt;em&gt;words only&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; Apapun yang kita katakan, seberapa banyakpun yang kita ucapkan, sedalam &amp;amp; sehebat bagaimanapun kata-kata, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;action will prove it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;So, friends, &lt;strong&gt;always walk your talk&lt;/strong&gt;, otherwise trust will soon disappear…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You make an impression with what you say, but you MAKE A NAME with what you DO.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-2369486700407720630?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/2369486700407720630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/trust-walk-your-talk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/2369486700407720630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/2369486700407720630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/trust-walk-your-talk.html' title='Trust... Walk Your Talk'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SqxUY-sYq7I/AAAAAAAAADs/2IfgqbNNXXY/s72-c/trust.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-7521028627434959167</id><published>2010-11-23T00:38:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T00:39:22.221+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindset and Attitude'/><title type='text'>Menuju Tujuan</title><content type='html'>Setiap orang pasti punya tujuan; dari yang besar yakni tujuan hidup, sampai yang &lt;em&gt;daily&lt;/em&gt; misalnya tujuan ke mana (ke tempat kerja, ke &lt;em&gt;mall&lt;/em&gt;, ke sekolah, ke rumah, dll). Dalam perjalanan menuju tujuan sering kali kita dihadapkan pada masalah; bisa masalah besar, bisa masalah yang sedang-sedang saja, atau hanya masalah kecil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Problems&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SqbfDF2dEXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/FxtMGiSJz3U/s1600-h/arrow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379232049143812466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 93px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SqbfDF2dEXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/FxtMGiSJz3U/s320/arrow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; are to be solved&lt;/em&gt; agar kita bisa sampai di tujuan kita. Kalau kita hanya ‘melihat’ masalah yang menghambat kita menuju tujuan, namun tidak menyelesaikannya maka kita tidak bakal sampai. Di sinilah pentingnya kita tanamkan berulang-ulang di pikiran kita “&lt;strong&gt;Aku harus sampai di tujuanku&lt;/strong&gt;”, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is your point, stick to it. Face whatever come in your ways&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Di sini jugalah kesempatan kita untuk tumbuh. Menghadapi dan menyelesaikan masalah sehingga &lt;em&gt;we achieve&lt;/em&gt;, kita sampai di destinasi yang dituju.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John C. Maxwell mengungkapkannya dengan baik “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;problems are those things we see when we take our eyes off the goal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”, &lt;strong&gt;masalah adalah hal-hal yang kita lihat bila kita alihkan mata kita dari tujuan kita&lt;/strong&gt;. Jadi &lt;strong&gt;fokus pada tujuan, &lt;em&gt;face and handle whatever make you far from your goal&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Reaching your destination, your goal will give you a sense of achievement&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are growing twice; settling the problems and achieving!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-7521028627434959167?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/7521028627434959167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/menuju-tujuan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/7521028627434959167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/7521028627434959167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/menuju-tujuan.html' title='Menuju Tujuan'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SqbfDF2dEXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/FxtMGiSJz3U/s72-c/arrow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-5871858016030188199</id><published>2010-11-23T00:38:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T00:38:34.863+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindset and Attitude'/><title type='text'>Traffic Jam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Medan, Sabtu yang &lt;em&gt;so annoying&lt;/em&gt;… &lt;em&gt;but inspiring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hujan deras yang turun di sore hari mendadak berhenti, &lt;em&gt;so it’s safe and will be a perfec&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SqWPb-gdYvI/AAAAAAAAACc/QyUkn3T1Yo8/s1600-h/images%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378863040762307314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 123px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 77px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SqWPb-gdYvI/AAAAAAAAACc/QyUkn3T1Yo8/s320/images%5B3%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Saturday night&lt;/em&gt;. Tapi ups, sekitar jam 5an sore hujan kembali turun &lt;em&gt;and this time it’s crazy&lt;/em&gt;!! Banyak ruas jalan yang tergenang air (kok seperti laporan berita ya?) alias banjir sehingga bisa ditebak, banyak mobil dan kereta yang mogok sehingga lalu lintas menjadi &lt;em&gt;stuck&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku kebetulan sedang menyetir sendirian. Bagi yang tinggal atau tahu kota Medan, bayangkan saja dari Jl. Thamrin, dekat Sekolah Sutomo sampai daerah Jl. Wahidin dekat Jl. Sampali, butuh 3 jam. Duduk di dalam mobil, dari mendengar lagu, mendengar siaran radio, sampai mematikan keduanya... dari menutup jendela mobil sampai membuka jendela untuk kemudian ditutup kembali (karena bau asap knalpot yang kemasukan air begitu merajalela)... dari menatap ke deretan mobil di depan sampai menatap interior mobil, telah kulakukan dan terakhir aku putuskan menjadi &lt;em&gt;observer &lt;/em&gt;amatir saja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu, banjir karena sampah yang menumpuk di parit, &lt;em&gt;so klise&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;but never really being settled&lt;/em&gt;. Hanya bisa “moga-moga hujan tak deras sehingga tidak sampai banjir”, &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; kalau deras, apa boleh buat dah…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dua, bagaimana lalu lintas bisa lebih lancar (sedikit saja)? Wong, mobil yang dari sisi kiri mau nyebrang ke sisi kanan, sedangkan yang dari sisi kanan mau nyebrang ke sisi kiri. Keduanya ketemu di tengah dan &lt;em&gt;stuck&lt;/em&gt;. Efek sampingnya yang tidak kecil, yaitu seluruh mobil di belakangnya jadi ikut &lt;em&gt;stuck&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;So here we are, in a perfect world&lt;/em&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiga, selalu pastikan minyak di tangki mencukupi. Tidak lucu toh kalo &lt;em&gt;stuck in a traffic jam&lt;/em&gt; dan kehabisan bahan bakar kan? Apalagi di kondisi banjir seperti ini (dari semata kaki sampai sebetis), untuk mobil yang berhasil &lt;em&gt;survive&lt;/em&gt;, tetap harus gas terus (klos posisi dipijak) agar knalpot tidak masuk air ataupun terlanjur masuk, bisa cepat kering. &lt;em&gt;I survive in such way&lt;/em&gt; walaupun sempat dag-dig-dug karena seperti naik sampan, deburan air terasa sapuannya di kolong mobil. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SqWQddSD9TI/AAAAAAAAACk/UMlG5QgkP-k/s1600-h/ages.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378864165714916658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 110px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SqWQddSD9TI/AAAAAAAAACk/UMlG5QgkP-k/s320/ages.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empat, pastikan ada cemilan di mobil. Minimal untuk mengatasi bosan, kalau tidak lebih ekstrim adalah untuk &lt;em&gt;stomach survival&lt;/em&gt;! Aku di mobil pada jam makan malam, &lt;em&gt;so thanks to my daughter’s &lt;/em&gt;Yupi &lt;em&gt;candies&lt;/em&gt;, yang kasih aku pasokan gula, kumakan terus biar tidak kelaparan berat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lima, &lt;em&gt;make sure you have pee before you drive out&lt;/em&gt;. Bayangkan kalau tidak… oh ou!! &lt;em&gt;Then you always have to prepare plastic bag, just in case of emergency&lt;/em&gt; hehehe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enam, &lt;em&gt;smart in spending time in such stuck condition&lt;/em&gt;. Jangan melamun yang tidak tidak, atau lebih berbahayanya, tertidur pula! Aku dapat 2 ide untuk &lt;em&gt;blog content&lt;/em&gt; ku, selain &lt;em&gt;observe &lt;/em&gt;amatiran sana-sini, &lt;em&gt;not bad&lt;/em&gt; lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whatever it is, whenever it is, time is yours to be used smartly&lt;/em&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-5871858016030188199?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/5871858016030188199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/traffic-jam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/5871858016030188199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/5871858016030188199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/traffic-jam.html' title='Traffic Jam'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SqWPb-gdYvI/AAAAAAAAACc/QyUkn3T1Yo8/s72-c/images%5B3%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-2083572738691722914</id><published>2010-11-23T00:36:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T00:37:56.582+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindset and Attitude'/><title type='text'>Getting Old...</title><content type='html'>Lebih setahun lalu aku sedang membeli makanan ketika kulihat seorang nenek tua berjalan masuk. Bentuk tubuh si Nenek ini sudah ‘lari’ dari yang seharusnya; tubuhnya bongkok membentuk 45&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;, kedua kakinya membentuk huruf O, kedua telapak tangannya membengkok keluar, mulutnya mencong ke samping kiri, pipinya kempot, dan sepertinya giginya sudah hampir tak tersisa. Dengan rambut putih yang cuma tinggal tak seberapa di kepalanya, si Nenek memiliki figur yang aneh, ditambah dengan sikapnya yang seperti tidak sadar dengan sekelilingnya. Si Nenek ditemani seorang pembantu usia sekitar 22 tahun yang berjalan di belakangnya. Untuk sesaat si Nenek berhenti di dekat pintu masuk, kemudian seperti tersangkut, beliau tidak bergerak sama sekali. Kedua tangannya yang bengkok memegang pagar besi yang berada di sisi samping tempat jualan makanan yang tidak bisa dikatakan mewah ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Pembantu merepet dari belakang, mendesak si Nenek untuk maju namun si Nenek tetap diam. Pengunjung yang lain berkata pada si Pembantu, “Pegang dia dan bantu masuk dong!” Dengan enggan, si Pembantu melakukannya. Kelihatannya, entah kenapa, si Nenek memang &lt;em&gt;stuck&lt;/em&gt; tadinya. Setengah ditarik (kalau tidak mau dikatakan diseret), si Nenek akhirnya didudukkan di salah satu kursi yang &lt;em&gt;available&lt;/em&gt;. Dalam posisi duduk, sikap si Nenek tetap terlihat aneh. Beliau melihat ke sana ke mari dengan mulut terngaga namun bukan dengan mata heran, sepertinya memang &lt;em&gt;style&lt;/em&gt;-nya kalau sedang melihat-lihat. Tangannya tidak bisa diam, seperti gerakan memimpin lagu, dengan mulut yang terkadang komat-kamit tanpa suara. Sebentar kemudian sepiring nasi ayam dan air putih dihidangkan di hadapannya. &lt;em&gt;With an akward movement&lt;/em&gt;, dia mengambil sendok dan garpu, berusaha memindahkan potongan ayam di tengah nasi ke samping serta mengesampingkan cabe &amp;amp; bawang merah. Gerakan tangannya sedemikian susah sehingga potongan ayam berjatuhan di meja. Dengan tekun, beliau tetap ‘menata’ sebagaimana yang beliau inginkan. Hampir 5 menit beliau baru selesai ‘menata’, kemudian mulai makan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berdiri di sana, sambil menunggu pesanan &lt;em&gt;take away-&lt;/em&gt;ku, entah kenapa aku merasa seperti teriris melihat pemandangan ini. Kulihat sekeliling, semua orang sibuk beraktivitas dan mendadak semua jadi ironis bagiku. Yang muda berkarya, yang tua tak berdaya… Di tengah semua gerakan normal yang tangkas, ada gerakan yang tak wajar dari yang renta. Di tengah hiruk pikuk pesanan, obrolan, tawa, dan canda, ada hiruk pikuk &lt;em&gt;lonely&lt;/em&gt; yang tak bersuara, sibuk sendiri, tanpa ada perhatian dari siapapun. Aku bertanya-tanya di mana anggota keluarga si Nenek, mengapa beliau hanya sendiri ditemani pembantu yang cuek dan galak? Aku teringat sebuah &lt;strong&gt;poster berlambang BEC&lt;/strong&gt; yang diberikan seorang Bibiku, yang berjudul “&lt;strong&gt;Di Saat Daku Tua…&lt;/strong&gt;” (mungkin ada yang sudah pernah membacanya namun kutulis lagi di sini untuk si Nenek):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;§ Di saat daku tua, bukan lagi diriku yang dulu, &lt;strong&gt;maklumilah diriku, bersabarlah dalam menghadapiku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;§ Di saat daku menumpahkan kuah sayuran di bajuku, di saat daku tidak lagi mengingat cara mengikatkan tali sepatu, &lt;strong&gt;ingatlah saat bagaimana daku mengajarimua, membimbingmu untuk melakukannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;§ Di saat daku dengan pikunnya mengulang terus menerus ucapan yang membosankanmu, bersabarlah mendengarkanku, jangan memotong ucapanku. Di masa kecilmu, &lt;strong&gt;daku harus mengulang dan mengulang terus sebuah cerita yang telah kuceritakan ribuan kali hingga dirimu terbuai dalam mimpi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;§ Di saat daku membutuhkanmu untuk memandikanku, janganlah menyalahkanku. &lt;strong&gt;Ingatkah di masa kecilmu, bagaimana daku dengan berbagai cara membujukmu untuk mandi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;§ Di saat daku kebingungan menghadapi hal-hal baru dan teknologi modern, janganlah menertawaiku. &lt;strong&gt;Renungkanlah bagaimana daku dengan sabarnya menjawab setiap “mengapa” yang engkau ajukan di saat itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;§ Di saat kedua kakiku terlalu lemah untuk berjalan, ulurkanlah tanganmu yang muda dan kuat untuk memapahku &lt;strong&gt;bagaikan di masa kecilmu daku menuntunmu melangkahkan kaki untuk belajar berjalan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;§ Di saat daku melupakan topik pembicaraan kita, berilah sedikit waktu padaku untuk mengingatnya. Sebenarnya topik pembicaraan bukanlah hal yang penting bagiku, &lt;strong&gt;asalkan engkau berada di sisiku untuk mendengarkanku, daku telah bahagia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;§ Di saat engkau melihat diriku menua, janganlah bersedih. &lt;strong&gt;Maklumilah diriku, dukunglah daku, bagaikan daku terhadapmu di saat engkau mulai belajar tentang kehidupan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;§ Dulu daku menuntunmu menapaki jalan kehidupan ini, kini &lt;strong&gt;temanilah daku hingga akhir jalan hidupku.&lt;/strong&gt; Berilah daku kasih sayang dan kesabaranmu, daku akan menerimanya dengan senyuman penuh syukur. &lt;strong&gt;Di dalam senyumku ini, tertanam kasihku yang tak terhingga padamu…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-2083572738691722914?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/2083572738691722914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/getting-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/2083572738691722914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/2083572738691722914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/getting-old.html' title='Getting Old...'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-6230690261456613229</id><published>2010-11-23T00:35:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T00:36:33.861+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindset and Attitude'/><title type='text'>Monday... The Week Starter</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;It is always spirit-burner to start a new week with words those click in our mind strongly&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Edmund Hillary, &lt;em&gt;the first to conquer Mt. Everest&lt;/em&gt; bilang “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’s not the mountain we conquer, but ourselves&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”, bahwa bukan gunung yang kita taklukkan, tapi diri kita sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Horace Lorimer, &lt;em&gt;editor-in-chief&lt;/em&gt; dari &lt;em&gt;The Saturday Evening Post&lt;/em&gt; (1899-1936)mengatakan “&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You’ve got to get up every morning with determination if you’re going to go to bed with satisfaction&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;”. Kita harus bangun tidur setiap paginya dengan tekad jika malamnya ingin tidur dengan kepuasan. Artinya di jam-jam aktif kita harus selalu berusaha sekuat tenaga, apapun yang kita kerjakan, sehingga waktu malam kita akan merasa puas karena hari ini kita mendapatkan pencapaian, bukan hari yang sia-sia. John C. Maxwell, seorang pendeta pakar kepemimpinan, memberi kita pilihan “&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pay now, play later or play now, pay later&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;”. Kalau dibahasaIndonesiakan kira-kira “Bersakit-sakit dahulu, senang kemudian atau bersenang-senang dahulu, sakit kemudian”. &lt;em&gt;The choice is ours&lt;/em&gt;. Karena pada awalnya kitalah yang membuat sesuatu menjadi kebiasaan, untuk kemudian kebiasaan itu akan membentuk kita. “&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We first form habits, then habits form us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;,” lanjut John C. Maxwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhir kata sebagai penyemangat di hari Senin untuk menghadapi &lt;em&gt;days ahead&lt;/em&gt; “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Difficulties mastered are opportunites won&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”, kata Winston Churcill, Perdana Menteri Kerajaan Inggris yang juga pernah memenangkan Nobel bidang Literatur. “Kesulitan yang terkuasai (terselesaikan) adalah kesempatan yang dimenangkan.” Jadi, teman-teman, &lt;em&gt;look back to all the difficulty you’ve faced and remember&lt;/em&gt; “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you are not doing something with your life, it doesn’t matter how long it is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,” inilah kalimat dari Peace Corps Commercial.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-6230690261456613229?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/6230690261456613229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/monday-week-starter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/6230690261456613229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/6230690261456613229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/monday-week-starter.html' title='Monday... The Week Starter'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-5563242912958120693</id><published>2010-11-23T00:34:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T00:35:26.700+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindset and Attitude'/><title type='text'>Gratitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gratitude is an attitude&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Syukur, rasa terima kasih adalah sebuah sikap. &lt;/strong&gt;John C. Maxwell bilang "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our attitude determines our approach to life. Our attitude and action toward life help determine what happens to us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;strong&gt; Sikap kita menentukan cara kita menyikapi hidup. Sikap dan tindakan kita terhadap kehidupan membantu menentukan apa yang terjadi pada kita.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudah sewajarnya manusia merasa tidak puas. Itulah yang melahirkan inovasi demi inovasi. Namun di balik ketidakpuasan, apakah rasa terima kasih kita, &lt;em&gt;our gratitude over what we have&lt;/em&gt;, tidak ada sama sekali? Setiap aku merasa tidak puas, aku akan segera membuka &lt;em&gt;file &lt;/em&gt;foto anak-anak Panti Asuhan yang aku kunjungi. Dalam keterbatasan mereka; makan yang terancam, &lt;em&gt;not to mention education continuity, I stare on their smiles captured in those photos I have taken. &lt;/em&gt;Aku jadi malu atas ketidakpuasanku, atas ketidaktahuanku untuk merasa bersyukur. &lt;em&gt;Smiling even when you are in limited condition, is one of the reflextion of your gratitude. &lt;/em&gt;Hanya tersenyum saja walau dalam keterbatasan, itu saja sudah merupakan salah satu cermin rasa bersyukur kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373146509908081602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SpFASFkze8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/v2jTCDu0-9U/s320/4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's try this for one whole week... &lt;/em&gt;Coba ini selama seminggu penuh &lt;em&gt;and let me know how you feel then...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saat bangun tidur, &lt;strong&gt;BERSYUKURLAH&lt;/strong&gt;, karena ada yang mau bangun dari tempat tidur saja tidak bisa atau malah tidak bangun-bangun lagi alias &lt;em&gt;rest in peace when in sleep. &lt;/em&gt;Jadi &lt;em&gt;don't fuss with your bed is not a King Koil!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saat duduk di pinggiran tempat tidur, bersiap untuk memulai aktivitas, &lt;strong&gt;BERSYUKURLAH&lt;/strong&gt;, karena kita masih bernapas, oksigen masih &lt;em&gt;free to be gotten&lt;/em&gt;, tidak perlu bayar. Pikirkan ada yang dipasangkan selang oksigen ke hidung dan oksigen itu harus dibayar kan?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saat sedang mandi pakai &lt;em&gt;liquid body shampoo&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;BERSYUKURLAH&lt;/strong&gt;, karena ada uang lebih untuk membeli cairan mandi yang harum-harum. Atau kalau pakai sabun, &lt;strong&gt;BERSYUKURLAH&lt;/strong&gt;, karena setidaknya masih bisa membeli sebatang sabun. Pikirkan mereka yang asal mandi saja bahkan dengan air got. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saat sedang berpakaian, &lt;strong&gt;BERSYUKURLAH, &lt;/strong&gt;karena masih ada pilihan baju mana yang mau dipakai. Pikirkan mereka yang hanya punya satu baju melekat di badan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saat sarapan, &lt;strong&gt;BERSYUKURLAH&lt;/strong&gt;, karena banyak yang &lt;em&gt;skip &lt;/em&gt;sarapan mereka agar anak-anak atau adik-adik mereka bisa makan berhubung stok makanan terbatas. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saat mau berangkat sekolah, kuliah atau kerja, &lt;strong&gt;BERSYUKURLAH&lt;/strong&gt;, masih bisa pergi ke sekolah atau tempat kerja. Banyak lho yang sudah putus sekolah, &lt;em&gt;drop out &lt;/em&gt;kuliah, pengangguran, di-PHK, karena alasan ekonomi. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bila berangkatnya dengan mobil ber-AC, &lt;strong&gt;BERSYUKURLAH, &lt;/strong&gt;bisa &lt;em&gt;cozy &lt;/em&gt;di tengah panas mendera dan tidak kena hujan, malah kadang bisa sambil dengar siaran radio atau lagu favorit. Atau kalau dengan mobil tanpa AC, &lt;strong&gt;TETAPLAH BERSYUKUR&lt;/strong&gt;, karena aman dari hujan walau agak panas. Atau dengan sepeda motor, &lt;strong&gt;TETAP JUGA BERSYUKUR&lt;/strong&gt;, setidaknya bisa sampai di tujuan lebih cepat karena bisa nyelip di antara kemacetan. Ataupun dengan beca mesin/dayung, &lt;strong&gt;BERSYUKURLAH&lt;/strong&gt;, karena punya uang lebih untuk bayar ongkos beca dan ikut berperan di roda perekonomian dengan memberi penghasilan kepada abang tukang beca:) Nah, kalau jalan kaki, ya &lt;strong&gt;TETAP BERSYUKUR&lt;/strong&gt;, karena ada orang yang tidak punya kaki sama sekali. Jadi kalau kita masih mampu berjalan, &lt;em&gt;thanks God I have legs!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Di tempat kerja, ada yang ngejengkelin atau ada yang berjalan tidak seperti yang kita inginkan? &lt;strong&gt;BERSYUKURLAH &lt;/strong&gt;karena masih punya emosi daripada hidup datar-datar saja, &lt;em&gt;no emotion being tickled? &lt;/em&gt;Istilah temanku, &lt;strong&gt;dinamika dunia kerja.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saat &lt;em&gt;lunch, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BERSYUKURLAH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;, you are having 2nd meal in a day&lt;/em&gt;. Ada yang &lt;em&gt;no meal in days!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gaji naik tapi sedikit? &lt;strong&gt;BERSYUKURLAH &lt;/strong&gt;daripada tidak naik sama sekali. Gaji tidak naik alias tetap saja? &lt;strong&gt;BERSYUKURLAH&lt;/strong&gt; daripada di-PHK? Nah, kalo di-PHK? &lt;strong&gt;BERSYUKURLAH &lt;/strong&gt;juga!! &lt;em&gt;If you believe in God, be sure, He is guiding you to a better way...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mau pulang ke rumah, macet? &lt;strong&gt;BERSYUKURLAH. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is your chance to look around, &lt;/em&gt;akan selalu ada yang bisa diambil hikmahnya di sekeliling kita. Kalau biasanya kita sibuk ngebut biar cepat sampai di rumah, inilah waktu yang pas untuk ngelirik kanan-kiri, merefleksi diri.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sampai di rumah, ibu ngomel? Istri bawel? Anak rewel? &lt;strong&gt;BERSYUKURLAH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;, you have a home!! &lt;/em&gt;Mau rumah sendiri, numpang, nyewa, bahkan nge-kos, &lt;em&gt;you are not homeless.&lt;/em&gt; Kalau ada pergerakan/reaksi saat tiba di rumah, &lt;em&gt;consider it as a welcome home greeting&lt;/em&gt;. Ada lho orang yang punya banyak rumah, kaya, ada istri &amp;amp; anak namun kalau pulang, sepi, tidak ada yang nyambut karena semuanya cuek. Sedih kan? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saat makan malam, wow, &lt;strong&gt;BERSYUKURLAH&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;you are having complete &lt;/em&gt;makan 3x sehari. Bayangkan ada yang mengais-ngais mencari makan bahkan di tong sampah. &lt;em&gt;And you are sitting in a chair with nyummy meals infront of you&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trus kalau akan beranjak tidur, &lt;strong&gt;BERSYUKURLAH, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you have finished your day safely &lt;/em&gt;dan bisa beristirahat dengan nyaman dan tenang. Pikirkan mereka yang harus terus mengais rezeki bahkan di malam hari.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gratitude is also about mindset. How you view things and choose your attitude towards it.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Aku percaya &lt;strong&gt;bersyukur akan menarik lebih banyak hal positif ke dalam hidupku yang nantinya akan meningkatkan kualitas hidupku pula. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you said thanks over what you have, whatever you get thru, whatever it is? Be sure, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;di balik segala sesuatu, ada hikmahnya. &lt;em&gt;So always be gratitude!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-5563242912958120693?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/5563242912958120693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/gratitude.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/5563242912958120693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/5563242912958120693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/gratitude.html' title='Gratitude'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SpFASFkze8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/v2jTCDu0-9U/s72-c/4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-159354163569078118</id><published>2010-11-23T00:34:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T00:34:51.646+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindset and Attitude'/><title type='text'>Freedom to Choose - Part II</title><content type='html'>Stimulus - &lt;strong&gt;FREEDOM TO CHOOSE &lt;/strong&gt;- Response. Banyak orang yang gak bisa atau gak mau atau gak tau manfaatin kata yang di-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;bold &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;di tengah itu, padahal &lt;strong&gt;kebebasan untuk memilih &lt;/strong&gt;itu benar-benar gratis dan udah dibawa sejak lahir. Kalo setiap ada stimulus/rangsangan, kita langsung memberi reaksi, itu namanya reaktif. Namun kalo kita biasakan diri untuk memanfaatkan jeda di tengah sebelum memberi respon, maka lebih besar kemungkinan respon kita itu jauh lebih bijaksana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita ambil contoh dunia kerja. Di mana-mana mah gak ada pekerja yang mengatakan "Aku puaaaaas banget dengan gajiku", wajar toh karena uang dikasih berapapun tidak pernah cukup. Ketika gaji kita sejuta, kita ya idup tapi merasa kurang. Ketika gaji kita naek 10x lipat menjadi 10jt, ya tetap idup tapi tetap kurang juga. &lt;em&gt;Why? &lt;/em&gt;Karena kebutuhan idupnya jadi bertambah, kualitas hidupnya juga meningkat. Dulu minum kopi di warung2 uda nikmat, yang penting kopi. Tapi setelah bergaji 10jt, kayaknya cuma kopi &lt;em&gt;Starbucks &lt;/em&gt;yang enak. Dulu pake hp termurah, yang penting bisa sms-an, bisa buat telpon, uda&lt;em&gt; enough&lt;/em&gt;. Sekarang? Harus &lt;em&gt;blackberry &lt;/em&gt;yang lagi ngetrend (padahal fiturnya banyak yang gak ngerti gimana pakenya hehehe...), harus bisa &lt;em&gt;connect &lt;/em&gt;ke internet, harus bisa &lt;em&gt;fesbukan&lt;/em&gt;. Atau beli hp yang bisa foto sekian mega pixel padahal kan hp buat nelpon, bukan buat jadi fotografer atau model karbitan kan? Hehehe... Tapi itulah manusia; &lt;em&gt;the unsatisfied factor&lt;/em&gt; yang positifnya adalah meng-&lt;em&gt;create &lt;/em&gt;inovasi demi inovasi karena ketidakpuasan pada yang ada namun di sisi negatifnya adalah tidak tahu mensyukuri yang ada. Padahal kembali, setiap sebelum respon terhadap stimulus, selalu ada ruang, selalu ada kebebasan, untuk &lt;strong&gt;MEMILIH &lt;/strong&gt;reaksi yang kita inginkan. Jadi gak alami dong. &lt;em&gt;Well, being human is being flexibel, you got to know when is the appropriate time to be natural, when the time to be wiser by thinking first. &lt;/em&gt;Moso setiap hal harus dikasih tau mau gimana bereaksi, tul kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kembali ke topik tadi bahwa gaji tidak akan pernah cukup... &lt;em&gt;Let's say&lt;/em&gt;, ada kenaikan gaji tahunan di Kantor. Pasti ada &lt;strong&gt;kelompok manusia yang vokal&lt;/strong&gt;; ciri-cirinya komplain sana-sini, ribut kanan-kiri, gak puas dengan kenaikannya, parahnya memprovokator teman sekeliling untuk cabut aja dari perusahaan ini (yang anehnya, ntar teman2 di sekelilingnya termakan provokasi, nurut dengan &lt;em&gt;quit from the company &lt;/em&gt;tapi eeh, dianya masih tetap nyokol di dalam, gak keluar2). Ada pula &lt;strong&gt;kelompok manusia yang bingung bimbang&lt;/strong&gt;; gak yakin puas atau tidak, kalo jujur dipikir, ada tuh perusahaan tempat teman kerja yang gak naik atas nama krisis global, ada perusahaan tempat sodara yang malah PHK-in karyawannya karena mau efisiensi biaya atau malah ngacir karena Perusahaan kolaps. Ada perusahaan gede yang denger2nya meng-&lt;em&gt;cut &lt;/em&gt;gaji petinggi seniornya sampai 50% dengan pilihan bersedia di-&lt;em&gt;cut &lt;/em&gt;atau mengundurkan diri. Jadi harusnya kan bersyukur ya masih dikasih naek. Tapi nih teman-teman di samping (alias kelompok pertama tadi) yang bilang hal2 gak enak tentang kenaikan; kadang kalo dipikirin bener juga, tapi... Nih kelompok gak punya prinsip sendiri, gampang terprovokasi. Ada pula &lt;strong&gt;kelompok manusia cuek&lt;/strong&gt;, yang naek syukur, gak naek ngamuk (hehehe... itu mah bukan cuek lagi ya?). Kelompok ini reaksinya datar2 aja dan biasanya gak banyak ngomong, namanya aja cuek. Trus ada kelompok (yang biasanya minoritas) yang namanya &lt;strong&gt;kelompok yang MEMILIH untuk bersyukur. &lt;/strong&gt;Daripada gak naek, ini dinaekin wow syukur banget. Tuh yang komplain2, cuekin aja deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, reaksi "komplain melulu", "bingung bimbang abadi", "cuek teruuuus", dan "wow, syukur bok!" adalah &lt;strong&gt;PILIHAN. &lt;/strong&gt;Stimulus = kenaikan gaji, Respon = "komplain, bingung, cuek, mensyukuri". Di antara stimulus dan respon = KEBEBASAN KITA MEMILIH. &lt;strong&gt;Perhatikan!!! Kenaikan gaji tetap terjadi, artinya stimulus itu tetap toh. Yang berbeda adalah respon. Dan respon itu BISA DIPILIH. &lt;/strong&gt;Respon itu &lt;strong&gt;TIDAK MENGUBAH &lt;/strong&gt;stimulusnya kan, artinya respon apapun yang kita pilih, stimulusnya kan tetap, yaitu gaji naek. Jadi stimulus itu berada di luar kekuasaan kita, gak bisa kita kendalikan. &lt;em&gt;So why &lt;/em&gt;sibuk? Kenapa kita gak konsen aja dengan Respon yang notabene berada dalam kekuasaan kita sepenuhnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So &lt;/em&gt;apa benefitnya kalo kita milih jadi yang komplain melulu? Kenaikan gajinya kan gak berubah, sejujurnya &lt;em&gt;you ask yourself, are you happier complaining? If yes, &lt;/em&gt;gimana rezeki mau dikasih Yang Kuasa kalo kita kerjanya ngedumel melulu, &lt;em&gt;complain forever &lt;/em&gt;gak puas2 dikasih apapun, berapapun? Kalo kita milih bimbang? &lt;em&gt;Well, &lt;/em&gt;kalo menurutku, jadi orang itu harus punya prinsip, &lt;em&gt;you got to choose and take the risk&lt;/em&gt;, baru bisa tumbuh toh. Jangan jadi pengikut arus, &lt;em&gt;think &amp;amp; decide&lt;/em&gt;, lu mau gak puas terus tanpa bisa mengubah stimulusnya atau lu mau &lt;em&gt;be happy with what you have and go on, be better and better. &lt;/em&gt;Cuek? &lt;em&gt;Is it right not to complain but not to feel gratitude too? It's up to you.&lt;/em&gt; Jadi orang boleh sih cuek tapi liat2 porsi &amp;amp; situasi ya. Yang terakhir, syukuri. Stimulus memang tetap, angka/persen kenaikan gaji tidak berubah tapi &lt;em&gt;your mood towards this means more&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;The happier you are, the easier you accept and be gratitude, &lt;/em&gt;maka yakin deh, rezeki gak akan lari jauh dari lu. Seorang teman baikku pernah bilang begini "Kalo lu muram terus, rezeki gak bakal mendekat!" Setelah ku &lt;em&gt;apply&lt;/em&gt;, benar adanya lho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krisnamurti bilang "Hidup adalah pilihan!". Mr. Tin nambahin "...dan aku memilih sukses!" &lt;em&gt;So, friends, life is really a matter of choice. &lt;/em&gt;Ingat aja, stimulus itu &lt;em&gt;something outer of us but RESPONSE IS WITHIN OUR CHOICE, you are free to choose, so choose smartly and wisely!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-159354163569078118?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/159354163569078118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/freedom-to-choose-part-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/159354163569078118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/159354163569078118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/freedom-to-choose-part-ii.html' title='Freedom to Choose - Part II'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-1148789027383884724</id><published>2010-11-23T00:32:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T00:34:06.898+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindset and Attitude'/><title type='text'>Freedom to Choose - Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Semalam dalam perjalanan pulang dari Kantor, aku mendengar siaran radio Smart FM, pembicaranya Jansen Sinamo. Pas aku ikutin, siarannya udah menjelang selesai. Namun tema yang ketangkep adalah KEMERDEKAAN, KEBEBASAN. Bagaimana manusia sebenarnya selalu bisa memilih walau dalam &lt;em&gt;whatever condition&lt;/em&gt;. Victor Frankl pernah bilang "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the last of the human freedoms is to choose one's attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one's own way&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;", yang arti ringkasnya bahwa "kebebasan memilih dalam situasi apapun merupakan kebebasan terakhir dari manusia". Sebagai catatan, Victor Frankl adalah seorang Psikiater yang pernah melalui siksaan di &lt;em&gt;camp &lt;/em&gt;Nazi yang tak manusiawi itu &lt;em&gt;and he survived&lt;/em&gt;!! Stephen R. Covey-nya &lt;em&gt;Seven Habits of Highly Effective People &lt;/em&gt;juga pernah ngomong di bukunya "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Between stimulus and response, there lays our freedom to choose&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kalo kita amatin &lt;strong&gt;anak-anak, &lt;em&gt;they naturally always choose joy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, mereka selalu secara alami memilih kesenangan. Aku pernah membawa anakku ke kolam renang, yang ternyata lagi dibersihkan. Karena &lt;em&gt;pool entry management &lt;/em&gt;yang jelek, tidak ada pemberitahuan di depan sehingga aku udah sempat bayar karcis masuk. Perasaannya kok sepi ya, serasa &lt;em&gt;private pool &lt;/em&gt;nih!! Ternyata... kolam sedang dibersihkan; airnya masih ada cuman ada seorang petugas yang sedang menyedot kotoran di kolam. Aku merepet tak karuan sedangkan anakku yang masih 6 tahun itu langsung membuka kimononya (kami punya kebiasaan langsung pake &lt;em&gt;swimsuit &lt;/em&gt;berlapis kimono dari rumah agar begitu nyampe bisa nyebur, gak perlu acara ganti-ganti hehehe...). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Yuk, Mama, nyemplung!" serunya. "Idih, lagi dibersihin tuh, emoh ah. Kita pulang yuk!" responku. "Gak mau, ke kolam anak aja, kan lagi gak dibersihin!" ajaknya lagi sambil menunjuk kolam anak yang emang belum giliran dibersihin namun gile, aku udah terlanjur &lt;em&gt;jijay&lt;/em&gt;, tuh kolam gak bersih, kalo gak mau dibilang kotor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sebelum aku merespon lagi, anakku udah nyemplung ke kolam anak, sibuk mengibaskan air ke sana ke mari. Dengan terpaksa aku turun sambil terus ngedumel. Lalu aku sibuk mensurvei sampah di kolam, dari daun sampai jenazah &lt;em&gt;bugs &lt;/em&gt;(kebayang kan gelinya). Saat aku mensurvei, anakku dengan riangnya ber-teriak2 dan ngajak maen. Aku lebih sibuk menjadi tenaga survei kebersihan kolam daripada nemenin anakku maen. Terakhir capek sendiri, aku duduk di tepi dan mengamati anakku. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How can she be happy in such condition?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Merasa kuamati, anakku menatapku, dan memberi senyum ter-&lt;em&gt;fun &lt;/em&gt;yang pernah kulihat. Dia udah menjawab pertanyaanku. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She can be happy in such condition coz she choose to&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;Ngedumel tidak memberi apa-apa, selain rasa gak &lt;em&gt;enjoy&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Naturally kids understand this although &lt;/em&gt;teori-teorinya mereka mah gak tau; &lt;em&gt;they just act, they just be happy, and there they are... getting all the joy!! &lt;/em&gt;Aku tersenyum balik dan langsung bergabung maen dengan dia. Jorok? Bagiku ya tetap jorok tapi &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I CAN CHOOSE a better way to act on it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, toh? Merusak &lt;em&gt;mood &lt;/em&gt;anakku dengan teori higienitasku ATAU maen bareng &lt;em&gt;even for only a while then move on to the next fun pool.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kami maen rusuh2, &lt;em&gt;fun &amp;amp; joy&lt;/em&gt;, kemudian membersihkan diri bentar lalu pindah ke kolam renang di tempat lain. &lt;em&gt;Double pay &lt;/em&gt;sih tapi &lt;em&gt;never mind &lt;/em&gt;deh, &lt;em&gt;in the name of choosing to be fun than to be ngedumel &lt;/em&gt;hehehe... (Btw, sebenarnya bisa klaim sih, tapi gara2 terlalu &lt;em&gt;fun &lt;/em&gt;jadi gak kepikir hehehe...) Itu hanya contoh sangat sederhana in &lt;em&gt;daily life&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;How about a more complex one? Coming up...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-1148789027383884724?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/1148789027383884724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/freedom-to-choose-part-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/1148789027383884724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/1148789027383884724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/freedom-to-choose-part-i.html' title='Freedom to Choose - Part I'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-2199069478171669345</id><published>2010-11-23T00:31:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T00:32:09.613+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>P.A.Terima Kasih Abadi - Edisi Snack &amp; Jas Hujan</title><content type='html'>Hari Sabtu, 26 Jun'10 kami berkunjung ke Panti Asuhan Terima Kasih Abadi Jl. Pengayoman No.1 (daerah Jl. Danau Singkarak) dalam rangka menyerahkan hasil kontribusi. Kali ini edisi kontribusinya adalah &lt;em&gt;snack&lt;/em&gt; dalam rangka libur sekolah dan jas hujan &amp; payung dalam rangka akan masuk tahun ajaran baru. Selain itu, ada juga sumbangan beras &amp; pakaian dari teman-teman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TCff1S1iUlI/AAAAAAAAATE/kZlXnBRQdQs/s1600/TT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TCff1S1iUlI/AAAAAAAAATE/kZlXnBRQdQs/s320/TT.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487600777656685138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti tahun lalu, Bapak Pendeta Zendrato berencana membawa anak-anak berlibur setelah 1 tahun penuh bersekolah. Lokasi libur tergantung dari rezeki yang ada. Tahun ini kami membuat &lt;strong&gt;110 paket, yang berisi minuman, krupuk, kacang, biskuit, jelly, bonbon, coklat berikut 2 ayat Alkitab&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TCfeGl39eGI/AAAAAAAAASs/oqHEQR_XMTs/s1600/snack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TCfeGl39eGI/AAAAAAAAASs/oqHEQR_XMTs/s320/snack.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487598875801647202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Juga kami serahkan &lt;strong&gt;dana tunai&lt;/strong&gt; u/ bantuan sewa transportasi. Kami pesankan ke anak-anak u/ berlibur dengan gembira, tetap menjaga lingkungan (artinya sampah tidak dibuang sembarangan, plastik + botol dikumpulkan kembali), menuruti instruksi Pimpinan Rombongan, &amp; tentunya tetap bersyukur atas semua berkat yang ada. Satu paket berupa minuman gandum &amp; biskuit juga diserahkan untuk Pak Pendeta &amp; istri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TCfex9_G37I/AAAAAAAAAS0/QYrY14c1Fzo/s1600/bingkisan1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TCfex9_G37I/AAAAAAAAAS0/QYrY14c1Fzo/s320/bingkisan1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487599621008449458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berikut kami sumbangkan juga &lt;strong&gt;50 buah jas hujan (ukuran anak-anak &amp; dewasa)&lt;/strong&gt; serta &lt;strong&gt;30 buah payung (aneka ukuran)&lt;/strong&gt;. Selama ini anak-anak selalu basah kuyub saat tiba di sekolah bila hujan (seluruh anak menempuh perjalanan ke sekolah dengan jalan kaki). Ada juga sumbangan 5 sak beras @10kg serta pakaian u/ anak-anak. Semoga bermanfaat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TCffSgVaz0I/AAAAAAAAAS8/T_ZLab3bZSg/s1600/bingkisan2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TCffSgVaz0I/AAAAAAAAAS8/T_ZLab3bZSg/s320/bingkisan2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487600179984650050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perkembangan Panti &lt;em&gt;slow but sure&lt;/em&gt;. Saat ini pembangunan mess sedang dilakukan bertahap berkat bantuan kontributor. Anak-anak juga &lt;strong&gt;bercocok tanam &lt;/strong&gt;(pisang, jagung, dll) dan &lt;strong&gt;beternak ayam&lt;/strong&gt;. Bantuan pada edisi sebelumnya (alat olahraga &amp; alat musik) dimanfaatkan dengan baik, di mana pada Acara Lions Club "Impian 1000 anak", anak-anak berhasil menyabet 3 juara, yaitu &lt;strong&gt;Juara Menyanyi Grup, Juara Menyanyi Solo, &amp; Juara Kebersihan&lt;/strong&gt;. Juga di kesempatan lainnya, ada anak-anak yang menjuarai pertandingan tenis meja serta Lomba Cerdas Tangkas di sekolahnya. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bravo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TCfgOviJXiI/AAAAAAAAATM/FMxA9HfjIsE/s1600/bangun2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TCfgOviJXiI/AAAAAAAAATM/FMxA9HfjIsE/s320/bangun2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487601214856715810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagi teman-teman yang ingin ikut membantu, silakan berkunjung ke Jl. Pengayoman No.1 Medan (daerah Jl. Danau Singkarak) atau hubungi Pak Zendrato di 081375371709.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih atas partisipasi teman-teman di Edisi Kontribusi Snack &amp; Jas Hujan ini. Edisi Kontribusi berikutnya adalah berkaitan dengan Kesehatan. &lt;em&gt;God bless&lt;/em&gt;!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-2199069478171669345?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/2199069478171669345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/paterima-kasih-abadi-edisi-snack-jas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/2199069478171669345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/2199069478171669345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/paterima-kasih-abadi-edisi-snack-jas.html' title='P.A.Terima Kasih Abadi - Edisi Snack &amp; Jas Hujan'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TCff1S1iUlI/AAAAAAAAATE/kZlXnBRQdQs/s72-c/TT.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-6752103887137338120</id><published>2010-11-23T00:30:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T00:31:22.355+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>P.A.Terima Kasih Abadi - Jembatan &amp; Artikel Analisa</title><content type='html'>Tgl 25 Okt'10 aku menghadiri acara syukuran di Panti Asuhan Terima Kasih Abadi, untuk mensyukuri berkat-berkat di saat yang hampir bersamaan: jembatan kecil mereka selesai dibangun oleh donatur, jalan kecil menuju lokasi panti diaspal, dan artikel tentang Panti yang saya tulis telah dimuat di Harian Analisa (Minggu, 25 Okt’09, hal 20). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para tamu dipersilakan mengambil makanan dan duduk di kursi yang telah disediakan. Aku memilih mengambil makanan dan duduk di lantai bersama dengan para anak Panti. Aku mengambil tempat di barisan paling belakang dan mereka yang duduk di depanku tentunya dengan posisi membelakangiku, segera berbalik menghadap karena merasa tidak sopan membelakangi tamu. Setiap mereka akan berlalu di depanku, mereka akan membungkukkan tubuh. Selesai aku makan, mereka mengambil piring kotor dariku dan membawakanku air untuk cuci tangan (karena aku makan seperti mereka, dengan tangan, bukan dengan sendok). Sungguh &lt;em&gt;host&lt;/em&gt; yang baik!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selesai makan, mereka mulai menagih janji kuis yang beberapa bulan lalu sempat kujanjikan namun belum kupenuhi karena kesibukan kerja. Dimas, anak kelas 6 SD yang paling menonjol dan paling ambisius, mulai memberi saran ini dan itu. Aku tersenyum, senang melihat antusiasmenya yang didukung teman-temannya yang lain. Kemudian aku bertanya di mana buku-buku bacaan mereka. “Di pondok, Kak, di luar sana.” “Kalian punya pondok baca?” Mereka mengangguk. “Aku mau lihat dong!” “Hah?! Kita bersihkan dulu ya?” “Hayo, mau dilihat, baru dibersihkan ya?” Mereka tersenyum malu dan segera menghambur keluar. Aku ikuti mereka dan sampai di pondok sederhana, tempat mereka biasa nongkrong membaca. Dalam kesederhanaan, pondok itu dengan buku-buku bekas hasil sumbangan, menjadi hiburan mereka. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SuTMSI66S8I/AAAAAAAAAIc/IAjKy8kkPpA/s1600-h/DSCN4602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SuTMSI66S8I/AAAAAAAAAIc/IAjKy8kkPpA/s320/DSCN4602.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396662865500982210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah itu aku ngobrol bersama pengurus Panti. Jembatan yang baru selesai dibangun ini benar-benar sangat membantu anak-anak. Bayangkan, tanpa jembatan ini mereka harus berjalan berjalan memutar kira-kira 1,6 km (!) setiap akan keluar dari dan kembali ke lokasi Panti menuju jalan besar. Jembatan bercat merah di atas sungai kecil ini telah menghubungkan Panti dengan jalan kecil yang langsung terakses ke jalan besar, menghemat waktu dan tenaga setiap anak. Bantuan dari donatur ini sungguh-sungguh amat berharga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SuTM9HhUXiI/AAAAAAAAAIk/T_E4AC7MqLY/s1600-h/DSCN4613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SuTM9HhUXiI/AAAAAAAAAIk/T_E4AC7MqLY/s320/DSCN4613.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396663603859578402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panti Asuhan ini masih membutuhkan bantuan. Bagi yang ingin tahu lebih jauh atau ingin berkunjung, silakan hubungi &lt;strong&gt;Pak Pendeta Zendrato di 0813-75-371709 &lt;/strong&gt;atau di &lt;strong&gt;061-6620556 &lt;/strong&gt;atau datang langsung ke &lt;strong&gt;Jl. Pengayoman Ujung No. 1 Medan (daerah Jl. Danau Singkarak).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUJIZAT ITU NYATA... MELALUI TANGAN KITA YANG PEDULI.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-6752103887137338120?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/6752103887137338120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/paterima-kasih-abadi-jembatan-artikel.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/6752103887137338120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/6752103887137338120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/paterima-kasih-abadi-jembatan-artikel.html' title='P.A.Terima Kasih Abadi - Jembatan &amp; Artikel Analisa'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SuTMSI66S8I/AAAAAAAAAIc/IAjKy8kkPpA/s72-c/DSCN4602.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-1738202434801919092</id><published>2010-11-23T00:28:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T12:59:49.356+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>P.A.Terima Kasih Abadi - Edisi Kunjungan ke Museum</title><content type='html'>Sabtu, 09 Jan'10 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebagaimana dijanjikan, 3 anak pemenang Kuis pada kunjungan ke Panti seminggu lalu, yaitu &lt;strong&gt;Saroli Dimas Zai/Dimas (12 tahun), Irwan Syahputra Duha/Irwan (15 tahun), &amp; Berto Hulu (14 tahun)&lt;/strong&gt; dibawa ke Rahmat International Wildlife Museum &amp; Gallery/Rahmat Museum di Jl. S. Parman No. 309 Medan, dengan didampingi kakak mereka dari Panti, yaitu &lt;strong&gt;Budinia Telaumbanua/Nia (24 tahun)&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami berangkat dari Panti sekitar jam 14.45 WIB dan langsung menuju Rahmat Museum. Setelah membeli tiket paket, yang termasuk di dalamnya &lt;em&gt;Night Safari Pass&lt;/em&gt;, pukul 15.15 WIB kami memulai tur keliling museum yang pengembangan gedungnya selesai pada Okt'07 lalu. Dengan sekitar 1.000 spesies satwa dari berbagai negara, yang diawetkan dan ditata sedemikian alaminya, mengundang decak kagum kami. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0nctcXm0ZI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NK_gXNGe4ns/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0nctcXm0ZI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NK_gXNGe4ns/s320/7.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425109899411902866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah sekitar 15 menit keliling di lt. I, kami memasuki Night Safari. Pada awalnya para anak agak ketakutan karena di dalamnya gelap dan lampu hanya muncul sebentar-sebentar. Dengan tata suara dan letak yang membuat serasa di hutan, kami saling bertanya-tanya bagaimana kalau kami semua saat ini ada dalam hutan benaran. Semuanya bergidik. Kelucuan terjadi ketika Irwan secara tidak sengaja bersentuhan dengan ular yang telah diawetkan. Karena kaget, Irwan berteriak ketakutan. Ruang &lt;em&gt;Night Safari &lt;/em&gt;ini tidak terlalu besar, hanya sekali putaran telah selesai namun para anak betah di dalam (walau gentar pada awalnya) sehingga kami menghabiskan sekitar 15 menit di sini. Sayangnya tidak diperkenankan foto di dalam dan kalaupun diizinkan, kameraku tidak mampu mengakomodir tingkat kegelapan di dalam. Jadi kami 'balas dendam' dengan foto sebanyak-banyaknya di ruang museum 3 tingkat ini (lt. IV digunakan untuk seminar dll).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanpa diminta, Dimas, Irwan, &amp; Berto mulai mencatat spesies yang menarik bagi mereka. Karena melihat mereka banyak mencatat, maka kuberitahukan kepada mereka agar masing-masing membuat karangan tentang kunjungan mereka ke museum ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0ld9306wnI/AAAAAAAAAOE/AFaj7JlEqmk/s1600-h/DSCN4900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0ld9306wnI/AAAAAAAAAOE/AFaj7JlEqmk/s320/DSCN4900.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424970543683781234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0leXhKyGAI/AAAAAAAAAOM/FdOnCQjS-tA/s1600-h/DSCN4905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0leXhKyGAI/AAAAAAAAAOM/FdOnCQjS-tA/s320/DSCN4905.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424970984278071298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kekaguman kami bertambah melihat banyaknya piala yang berderet di lt.III, berikut sertifikat. Belum lagi foto-foto Bp. Rahmat Shah; baik dengan keluarga, pejabat pemerintah, sampai artis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0lfMd5SrdI/AAAAAAAAAOU/SFuG6WqcRAo/s1600-h/DSCN4926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0lfMd5SrdI/AAAAAAAAAOU/SFuG6WqcRAo/s320/DSCN4926.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424971893932469714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lebih 1 jam kami di dalam dan pukul 16.40 WIB kami meninggalkan museum untuk selanjutnya acara makan-makan. Setelah itu kami kembali ke Panti sekitar pukul 18.00 WIB. Semoga kunjungan ini bermanfaat bagi mereka. Kita nantikan hasil karangan Dimas, Irwan, &amp; Berto!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DIMAS&lt;/strong&gt; (12 tahun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0naOmkoP0I/AAAAAAAAAPs/5mxb0wYaT90/s1600-h/DSCN4914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0naOmkoP0I/AAAAAAAAAPs/5mxb0wYaT90/s320/DSCN4914.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425107170551676738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IRWAN&lt;/strong&gt; (15 tahun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0na8fkOxjI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Rsak-rFUoPI/s1600-h/DSCN4909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0na8fkOxjI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Rsak-rFUoPI/s320/DSCN4909.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425107958944941618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BERTO&lt;/strong&gt; (14 tahun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0nb0wq2zWI/AAAAAAAAAQE/7hvfQnZ7CXY/s1600-h/DSCN4922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0nb0wq2zWI/AAAAAAAAAQE/7hvfQnZ7CXY/s320/DSCN4922.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425108925608807778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NIA&lt;/strong&gt; (24 tahun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0nbbP-6fiI/AAAAAAAAAP8/QvT7Psc0uyo/s1600-h/DSCN4933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0nbbP-6fiI/AAAAAAAAAP8/QvT7Psc0uyo/s320/DSCN4933.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425108487337836066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0lgmGsN1wI/AAAAAAAAAOs/3bddomJfXFQ/s1600-h/DSCN4907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0lgmGsN1wI/AAAAAAAAAOs/3bddomJfXFQ/s320/DSCN4907.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424973433891837698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0nWQx5LtLI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4ugXWYhhkds/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0nWQx5LtLI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4ugXWYhhkds/s320/9.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425102809903903922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0nZ19YktQI/AAAAAAAAAPk/fU837DcBZRs/s1600-h/DSCN4906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0nZ19YktQI/AAAAAAAAAPk/fU837DcBZRs/s320/DSCN4906.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425106747178398978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0nX5GIMUoI/AAAAAAAAAPU/gdoalrT8i-s/s1600-h/DSCN4931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0nX5GIMUoI/AAAAAAAAAPU/gdoalrT8i-s/s320/DSCN4931.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425104602041963138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0nYtCtvGbI/AAAAAAAAAPc/voJX5WzSlnQ/s1600-h/DSCN4939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0nYtCtvGbI/AAAAAAAAAPc/voJX5WzSlnQ/s320/DSCN4939.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425105494478887346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-1738202434801919092?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/1738202434801919092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/paterima-kasih-abadi-edisi-kunjungan-ke.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/1738202434801919092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/1738202434801919092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/paterima-kasih-abadi-edisi-kunjungan-ke.html' title='P.A.Terima Kasih Abadi - Edisi Kunjungan ke Museum'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0nctcXm0ZI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NK_gXNGe4ns/s72-c/7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-5403176259078266468</id><published>2010-11-23T00:27:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T12:58:35.597+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>P.A.Terima Kasih Abadi - Edisi Alat Musik &amp; Alat Olahraga</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0EVS98QcqI/AAAAAAAAALE/DnrsNBxcVqE/s1600-h/DSCN4845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0EVS98QcqI/AAAAAAAAALE/DnrsNBxcVqE/s320/DSCN4845.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422638841939915426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minggu, 03 Jan’10 – 13.59 WIB s/d 16.00 WIB &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0EhrpV5nmI/AAAAAAAAANE/wuWxWOgKauM/s1600-h/DSCN4842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0EhrpV5nmI/AAAAAAAAANE/wuWxWOgKauM/s320/DSCN4842.JPG"border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422652460046589538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kunjungan kali ini telah direncanakan berbulan-bulan sebelumnya, bahkan salah satu acara berupa Kuis telah diumumkan ke anak-anak ½ tahun yang lalu. Jadi mereka cukup menunggu ketibaan hari ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acara dimulai dengan pemberitahuan bahwa 1 anak hanya bisa mengikuti 1 acara sehingga yang lain bisa kebagian. Didahului dengan menyanyi solo oleh 3 anak perempuan usia SD, yaitu Theresia, (10 tahun), Lidia (8 tahun), &amp; Loverlina (8 tahun) yang mengajukan diri sendiri untuk bernyanyi. Atas keberanian mereka tampil ke depan, masing-masing diberi hadiah pin rambut &amp; bros baju setelah selesai menyanyi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0EWcTBhDpI/AAAAAAAAALM/DcdmElEJPqM/s1600-h/5SusunBulan_Lislina%26Talenta.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0EWcTBhDpI/AAAAAAAAALM/DcdmElEJPqM/s320/5SusunBulan_Lislina%26Talenta.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422640101729570450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atas ide putri saya, maka 2 anak usia SD juga, diminta tampil ke depan di acara menyusun kartu nama bulan (Jan s/d Des). Di sini sempat terjadi kebingungan pada kedua peserta, yaitu Lislina &amp; Talenta karena nama bulan ternyata dalam Bahasa Inggris. &lt;em&gt;Anyway&lt;/em&gt;, susun-susunnya selesai setelah 2 menit &amp; kedua gadis cilik menerima hadiah pin rambut &amp; bros baju atas partisipasinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0EY9Qm3XwI/AAAAAAAAALc/eqSv5A6Ua88/s1600-h/12Baca+Cerita_bagi+hadiah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0EY9Qm3XwI/AAAAAAAAALc/eqSv5A6Ua88/s320/12Baca+Cerita_bagi+hadiah.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422642867039854338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Kemudian 9 anak dalam acara selanjutnya, yaitu membaca dengan ekspresi &amp; didukung oleh anak lain sebagai tokoh dalam cerita. Cerita I, yaitu Labu Ajaib, dengan Intan (11 tahun) sebagai Si Pembaca Cerita sedangkan para tokoh cerita adalah Desman sebagai Ayah, Nani sebagai Ibu, Rensi sebagai Lili si Anak, &amp; Hari sebagai si Labu Ajaib. Cerita II, yaitu Katak &amp; Ulat, dengan Filipus (11 tahun) sebagai si Pembaca Cerita dan para tokoh cerita, yaitu Simon sebagai si Katak, Defirman sebagai si Ulat, &amp; Suma sebagai si Serigala. Pembaca Cerita wajib membaca ceritanya dengan penuh ekspresi dan para tokoh wajib memperagakan. Sebagai catatan, cerita ini tidak pernah mereka baca atau dengar sebelumnya, jadi seluruh adegan sifatnya spontan. Banyak tawa di acara ini karena anak-anak dengan sifat alami &lt;em&gt;fun in everything&lt;/em&gt;, selalu berhasil memancing tawa. Apalagi ada pasangan ayah &amp; ibu, Lilis &amp; Labu Ajaib, wah, mereka mulai men-siut-siut layaknya menjodoh-jodohkan teman. Hehehehe…  Selesai acara, Intan &amp; Filipus mewakili teman-teman yang lain menerima 2 buah bola &lt;em&gt;soccer&lt;/em&gt; untuk Panti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0EZqS59PYI/AAAAAAAAALk/fZ-1tNoUPQ4/s1600-h/15Nyanyi_bagi+hadiah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0EZqS59PYI/AAAAAAAAALk/fZ-1tNoUPQ4/s320/15Nyanyi_bagi+hadiah.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422643640750914946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menyusul acara menyanyi untuk usia remaja. Kali ini Yusman (17 tahun) &amp; Dewima (21 tahun) mengajukan diri, bernyanyi solo sepenuh hati. Keduanya memiliki suara yang bagus dan sifat malu-malu yang malah membuat mereka justru kelihatan manis. Selesai menyumbangkan nyanyian, kepada mereka, diserahkan 2 buah pianika untuk Panti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0EaT6ZXmfI/AAAAAAAAALs/M4pePJS25mk/s1600-h/17Peragaan+I_bagi+hadiah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0EaT6ZXmfI/AAAAAAAAALs/M4pePJS25mk/s320/17Peragaan+I_bagi+hadiah.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422644355726285298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sebelum memasuki acara Kuis, diselingi terlebih dulu dengan game peragaan. Pertama oleh Irwanto, yang mana kepadanya diperlihatkan raket badminton dan dianya harus memperagakan tanpa suara kepada anak-anak yang lain untuk kemudian ditebak. Ada yang menebak volley, basket, sampai tebakan benar yaitu badminton. Irwanto kemudian menjadi wakil untuk menerima 4 buah raket + 1 lusin cock untuk Panti. Lalu ada pula Analisa (22 tahun) yang memperagakan senter dan karena kepiawaiannya, langsung tertebak! Maka diserahkan kepadanya 2 buah senter+baterai untuk Panti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memasuki acara puncak yang ditunggu-tunggu, yaitu Kuis dengan 6 peserta yang bermain single (bukan kelompok), di mana untuk Juara I s/d III akan dibawa ke Museum Rahmat Jl. S. Parman sedangkan Juara IV s/d VI akan memperoleh hadiah perlengkapan sekolah. Untuk pesertanya, Pak Pendeta Zendrato yang memilih, yaitu Rosniati Halawa (11 tahun), Niat Sehati Lase (13 tahun), Perasaan Hulu (15 tahun), Saroli Dimas Zai (12 tahun), Berto Hulu (14 tahun), &amp; Irwan Syahputra Duha (15 tahun). Aturan mainnya, yakni ada soal yang sifatnya bergiliran &amp; ada yang rebutan, dengan cara tunjuk tangan dan setelah dipersilakan, baru bisa menjawab, di mana untuk jawaban benar mendapat nilai 10 sedangkan jawaban salah dikenakan -5. Total soal diberikan ada 60 soal --&gt; Matematika (20 soal), Agama Kristen (6 soal), Sains (4 soal), B. Indonesia (5 soal), B. Inggris (13 soal), Geografi (5 soal), &amp; Tebakan (7 soal). Kuis berjalan cukup seru, khususnya pada soal rebutan. Matematika &amp; Tebakan mendapat respon yang lebih seru berbanding bidang lainnya. Secara umum, anak-anak antusias namun agak pendiam saat tiba di bidang B. Inggris. Jadi bila ada yang mau membantu meningkatkan B. Inggris mereka, &lt;em&gt;well, welcome&lt;/em&gt; sekali!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0EcDFF2rzI/AAAAAAAAAL8/lcAsxkwFhXI/s1600-h/19Kuis.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0EcDFF2rzI/AAAAAAAAAL8/lcAsxkwFhXI/s320/19Kuis.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422646265562705714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0Ebc8TF-TI/AAAAAAAAAL0/qo1ttt5MXWA/s1600-h/29Ultah+Januari.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0Ebc8TF-TI/AAAAAAAAAL0/qo1ttt5MXWA/s320/29Ultah+Januari.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422645610367285554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sambil menunggu perhitungan nilai, dipanggillah siapa yang berulangtahun di bulan Januari. Ternyata ada 4 anak dan mereka diminta untuk membagikan 110 snack kepada seluruh temannya setelah lagu &lt;em&gt;Happy Birthday &lt;/em&gt;dinyanyikan untuk mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhitungan nilai sudah kelar… Niat Sehati Lase = Juara IV (nilai 10), Perasaan Hulu = Juara V (nilai 25), &amp; Rosniati Halawa = Juara VI (nilai 40), mendapat bingkisan berupa perlengkapan sekolah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0Ecx3khIiI/AAAAAAAAAME/JYBUjEmdtvM/s1600-h/26Kuis_Juara456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0Ecx3khIiI/AAAAAAAAAME/JYBUjEmdtvM/s320/26Kuis_Juara456.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422647069387072034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedangkan Saroli Dimas Zai = Juara I (nilai 125), Irwan Syahputra Duha = Juara II (nilai 95) &amp; Berto Hulu = Juara III (nilai 85) akan dibawa ke Museum Rahmat hari Sabtu mendatang, yang mana pembelian tiket masuknya menggunakan honor hasil menulis artikel tentang Panti ini yang telah diterbitkan Harian Analisa tgl 25 Okt’09 yang lalu. Saroli Dimas Zai, yang biasa dipanggil Dimas, paling kelihatan bahagianya karena bakal berkunjung ke Museum. Kepada mereka bertiga telah dipesan untuk membawa buku notes saat berkunjung ke sana nantinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0EdW6izsxI/AAAAAAAAAMM/KZS8hy-dzgI/s1600-h/27Kuis_Juara123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0EdW6izsxI/AAAAAAAAAMM/KZS8hy-dzgI/s320/27Kuis_Juara123.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422647705840366354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebagai penutup, yaitu penyerahan foto anak-anak selama tahun 2009 yang telah dibingkai, disambut dengan amat sangat heboh, khususnya ketika lembar koran yang menutupi bingkai dibuka. Semuanya langsung berkerumun, menumpuk jadi satu. &lt;em&gt;Fun &lt;/em&gt;sekali &lt;em&gt;and it’s really a joyful thing to see them so happy seeing themselves captured in photos &amp; framed&lt;/em&gt;! Lalu ada penyerahan artikel tentang Panti, yang juga telah dibingkai, dan terakhir penyerahan alat musik organ. Pak Pendeta Zendrato menutup acara dengan himbauan agar anak-anak lebih giat belajar &amp; rasa terima kasih untuk apa yang telah dilakukan bagi anak-anak Panti. Niat Sehati, gadis cilik pintar ini kemudian mewakili anak-anak yang lain mengucapkan terima kasih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum meninggalkan Panti, beberapa anak bermain pingpong yang merupakan bagian dari kontribusi kali ini. Perlengkapan pingpong ini telah lebih dahulu dikirim ke Panti tgl 28 Des’09 lalu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0Ef9N5F08I/AAAAAAAAAMs/kDUTTsK60GI/s1600-h/DSCN4882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0Ef9N5F08I/AAAAAAAAAMs/kDUTTsK60GI/s320/DSCN4882.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422650562892387266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keseluruhan dana terkumpul telah dibelikan alat musik dan alat olahraga, sedangkan kontribusi lainnya dalam bentuk snack, pakaian, sabun mandi, sikat gigi, odol, sampo, pembalut, lotion anti nyamuk, senter, &amp; buku telah diserahkan ke Panti; baik dalam bentuk hadiah permainan maupun penyerahan langsung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0EgniCjcwI/AAAAAAAAAM0/-ApSxtQBgx0/s1600-h/DSCN4829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0EgniCjcwI/AAAAAAAAAM0/-ApSxtQBgx0/s320/DSCN4829.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422651289855292162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0Ekcqis9FI/AAAAAAAAANs/OQX-D2YVz0U/s1600-h/DSCN4896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0Ekcqis9FI/AAAAAAAAANs/OQX-D2YVz0U/s320/DSCN4896.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422655501205566546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0EhELT8wyI/AAAAAAAAAM8/f807XKhL6nI/s1600-h/DSCN4878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0EhELT8wyI/AAAAAAAAAM8/f807XKhL6nI/s320/DSCN4878.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422651781970445090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0Ej9ra0CFI/AAAAAAAAANk/4Z3Ftl0MaNA/s1600-h/DSCN4895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0Ej9ra0CFI/AAAAAAAAANk/4Z3Ftl0MaNA/s320/DSCN4895.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422654968864966738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih atas kontribusi &amp; partisipasinya. &lt;em&gt;Your attention, care, &amp; kindness are deeply appreciated. May God bless all of us…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0EiVpwocSI/AAAAAAAAANM/mPFnYtQatgg/s1600-h/DSCN4879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0EiVpwocSI/AAAAAAAAANM/mPFnYtQatgg/s320/DSCN4879.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422653181713215778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0Ei8w7-PSI/AAAAAAAAANU/rUwbD6aL3_Y/s1600-h/DSCN4894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0Ei8w7-PSI/AAAAAAAAANU/rUwbD6aL3_Y/s320/DSCN4894.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422653853654727970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0EjgfWd3-I/AAAAAAAAANc/g27SDnEhLmk/s1600-h/DSCN4893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0EjgfWd3-I/AAAAAAAAANc/g27SDnEhLmk/s320/DSCN4893.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422654467409305570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-5403176259078266468?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/5403176259078266468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/paterima-kasih-abadi-edisi-alat-musik.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/5403176259078266468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/5403176259078266468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/paterima-kasih-abadi-edisi-alat-musik.html' title='P.A.Terima Kasih Abadi - Edisi Alat Musik &amp; Alat Olahraga'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S0EVS98QcqI/AAAAAAAAALE/DnrsNBxcVqE/s72-c/DSCN4845.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-4135063131525269348</id><published>2010-11-23T00:15:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T20:46:25.789+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Workshops'/><title type='text'>Creative Writing Workshop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Minggu, 16 Aug'09, aku mengikuti &lt;em&gt;Creative Writing by Ika Natassa for Aplaus Fiesta 2009&lt;/em&gt; di Griya Dome. Ika Natassa adalah penulis novel "&lt;em&gt;A Very Yuppy Wedding&lt;/em&gt;" dan "&lt;em&gt;Divortiare&lt;/em&gt;"; cerdas, gaul, lucu, cuek, suka-suka, &lt;em&gt;fun&lt;/em&gt; tanpa menghilangkan esensi dari cerita. Orang aslinya sebagaimana gaya kepenulisannya; cerdas, cuek, dan me-&lt;em&gt;lead&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;workshop &lt;/em&gt;dengan &lt;em&gt;informal&lt;/em&gt; sehingga 1,5 jam berlalu cukup cepat, tidak membosankan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ada 1 poin kritikannya yang benar adanya buat &lt;em&gt;trend &lt;/em&gt;kepenulisan di Indonesia, yaitu suka ikut-ikutan. Saat buku dengan tema A laku keras maka yang lain ramai-ramai ikut nulis tema A sehingga begitu dijejerkan di bagian &lt;em&gt;New Arrival &lt;/em&gt;di toko buku, walah walah, hampir sama semua. Diferensiasi itu penting. Bila mau kreatif dan memperkaya khasanah buku Indonesia maka nasehat dari Toni Morrison, seorang penulis Afrika-Amerika, pemenang &lt;em&gt;Pulitzer&lt;/em&gt; dan Nobel dalam Sastra, patut diikuti "&lt;em&gt;If there is a book you really want to read but it hasn't been written yet, then you must write it&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bagiku pribadi, ada 1 poin lain lagi yang sangat menarik dari seorang penulis, yaitu "&lt;em&gt;Writer is the God&lt;/em&gt;" karena hidup-mati &lt;em&gt;and everything about &lt;/em&gt;tokoh cerita itu ada di tangan si penulis. &lt;em&gt;Play God&lt;/em&gt;, istilahnya. &lt;em&gt;Writer is powerful, can build or kill the story!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ada yang menanyakan tentang "&lt;em&gt;how?&lt;/em&gt;", "&lt;em&gt;how if?&lt;/em&gt;", &lt;em&gt;etc, &lt;/em&gt;nah ada kalimat pamungkas yang disampaikan Mbak Ika "&lt;em&gt;In art, rules are made to be broken. Once your approach gets too technical, you'll loose the soul of writing.&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Content workshop &lt;/em&gt;bila dikonklusikan:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Write what you know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be inspired.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Listen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fishing for ideas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Outline is important as deadline-conscious. But if you are more comfy writing without outline, then go ahead.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You must have "somebody, somewhere, desire, but, so, and finally" point.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Main characters (less than 4) must be strong characters.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who is telling the story; &lt;/em&gt;sebagai "aku" yang langsung melakoni salah seorang tokoh atau "aku" tidak muncul dan cerita dari sudut pandang yang lain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Get your readers hooked with the 1st to 2nd page; otherwise you'll loose them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Plot: &lt;/em&gt;1 titik di &lt;em&gt;exposition&lt;/em&gt;, 3 titik di &lt;em&gt;rising action&lt;/em&gt;, 1 titik di &lt;em&gt;climax&lt;/em&gt;, 1 titik di &lt;em&gt;falling action&lt;/em&gt;, dan 1 titik di &lt;em&gt;resolution&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Setiap kena "&lt;em&gt;writer's block&lt;/em&gt;", di mana penulis jadi &lt;em&gt;hang&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;always go back to the reason what makes you want to be a writer to rediscover your passion.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Menurutku, inti dari &lt;em&gt;content of the workshop&lt;/em&gt; ini adalah &lt;em&gt;creative writing requires creativity and your courage to start and then just go ahead being creative!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyway &lt;/em&gt;buat Mbak Ika, tanpa maksud memberi tekanan lebih jauh (hehehe...) buku ke-3 nya kutunggu lho!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-4135063131525269348?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/4135063131525269348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/creative-writing-workshop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/4135063131525269348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/4135063131525269348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/creative-writing-workshop.html' title='Creative Writing Workshop'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-6536252007583010977</id><published>2010-11-23T00:14:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T20:48:14.088+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starting Points'/><title type='text'>Welcome, 2010 !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/Sz58IB7I0qI/AAAAAAAAAK0/q46REWy9xJ0/s1600-h/2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 84px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/Sz58IB7I0qI/AAAAAAAAAK0/q46REWy9xJ0/s320/2010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421907478797931170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada hari Natal 2009 dan Tahun Baru 2010, aku mendapat banyak ucapan 'met natal &amp; 'met tahun baru via sms. Tiga di antaranya punya arti mendalam:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuhan memberi PELANGI di setiap badai, SENYUM di setiap air mata, BERKAT di setiap cobaan, LAGU INDAH dalam kesepian, dan JAWABAN di setiap doa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAITH makes all things possible, HOPE makes all things work, LOVE makes all things beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMILE, it makes you look NICE! PRAY, it makes you STRONGER! GIVE, it makes you RICHER! LOVE, it makes you KNOW LIFE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memikirkan &lt;em&gt;not-so-nice things those I had done/thought last years, well,&lt;/em&gt; moga-moga dapat tereliminasikan di tahun yang baru ini. Resolusi akhir tahun? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to keep growing to be a better person than last year. You can only grow when you realize what is lack in you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Seperti yang dikatakan seorang sahabat, "&lt;strong&gt;mereka yang tidak menyadari, bukan hanya terkunci namun juga kehilangan kunci&lt;/strong&gt;." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/Sz5_4Cc3RQI/AAAAAAAAAK8/l5CK7XtVcxU/s1600-h/2010+kid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 123px; height: 92px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/Sz5_4Cc3RQI/AAAAAAAAAK8/l5CK7XtVcxU/s320/2010+kid.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421911602107991298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woke up on 8.30 am in the morning of the first day in 2010, I turned right and saw my precious still sleeping so soundly. I smiled, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Thanks, God, for letting me experiece such a wonderful role as a mother of such a wonderful kid!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a mommy has been the greatest role I ever had. More than 6 years now being a mother, I learn a lot and all those lesson are about LIFE. &lt;strong&gt;Viewing things from the eyes of children is always a new experience and how the perspective of them can make this life far funner &amp; happier.&lt;/strong&gt; My kid has a character of natural forgiver. I learn from her and found out that &lt;strong&gt;forgiving always open a new road to us and most of the time it's a very nice relieving road.&lt;/strong&gt; Closing 2009, I did forgive one of my past and hope to be able to prepare the future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, dear 2010, welcome!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: My daughter is enjoying her long school holiday so she can sleep as long as she want. However, last night before sleep, she asked me to wake her up tomorrow before I go to work. "Why, honey?" "Coz I want to see Mommy when I wake up." My sweet bunny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Having faith &amp; hope, dare to love, smile, give... this is how we should welcome 2010!!! God bless!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-6536252007583010977?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/6536252007583010977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/welcome-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/6536252007583010977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/6536252007583010977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/welcome-2010.html' title='Welcome, 2010 !!!'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/Sz58IB7I0qI/AAAAAAAAAK0/q46REWy9xJ0/s72-c/2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-63329703481682024</id><published>2010-11-23T00:12:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T00:14:00.788+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>UP, The Movie</title><content type='html'>Beberapa bulan yang lalu saya menonton fim &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UP &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(&lt;em&gt;Pixar Animation Studios&lt;/em&gt;) dan &lt;em&gt;yes&lt;/em&gt;!! &lt;em&gt;This is a film worth for all thumb up&lt;/em&gt;!! Yang paling, paling kusukai dari film ini adalah 10 menit pertama, yang berkisah tentang Carl Kecil  yang sangat mengidamkan petualangan, bertemu dengan Ellie Kecil yang juga sangat mencintai petualangan, berkepribadian riang &amp; berani. Ellie Kecil memiliki sebuah &lt;em&gt;Adventure Book&lt;/em&gt;, di mana keinginan terbesarnya adalah tinggal di tepi air terjun di &lt;em&gt;Paradise Fall&lt;/em&gt;. Lalu kisah melompat ke &lt;em&gt;setting&lt;/em&gt; altar gereja di mana setelah dewasa, keduanya mengikat tali pernikahan dan memulai kehidupan bersama yang sederhana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S5-LNr4DoyI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/_EAIYKoxJDA/s1600-h/UP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 76px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S5-LNr4DoyI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/_EAIYKoxJDA/s320/UP.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449227141373993762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat mengisahkan kehidupan mereka berdua, sama sekali tidak ada dialog namun kehangatan &amp; kasih sayang antara mereka sebagai suami-istri tergambar begitu alami dan manis, misalnya saat mereka berbaring bersama di padang rumput, menatap langit dan awan yang beragam bentuk di mata mereka yang penuh imajinasi. Salah satunya awan menjadi berbentuk bayi. Aha! Keduanya menginginkan anak dan kemudian tampak mereka menghias kamar bayi bersama-sama. Hidup tidak selalu indah... berikutnya bagian yang menunjuk Ellie duduk tertunduk di depan dokter yang sedang berbicara, sedangkan Carl berdiri di belakang Ellie, menepuk bahunya. Keadaan ini dengan jelas menggambarkan mereka menerima kabar buruk dari dokter bahwa mereka tidak bisa punya anak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl yang sedih melihat Ellie patah semangat, kemudian teringat pada impian Sang Istri yang ingin pergi ke &lt;em&gt;Paradise Fall &lt;/em&gt;dan menetap di tepi air terjunnya. Untuk mencapai impian tersebut, mereka harus giat menabung karena profesi Carl hanya sebagai penjaja balon. Digambarkan mereka mulai menemukan &lt;em&gt;spirit&lt;/em&gt; mereka dan dalam usahanya, mereka menabung koin-koin di stoples besar bergambar impian Ellie. Tahun demi tahun berlalu dan tabungan mereka tidak pernah penuh karena ada saja keadaan &lt;em&gt;urgent&lt;/em&gt; yang membuat mereka terpaksa memecahkan celengan mereka; ban mobil yang pecah, Carl dirawat di rumah sakit, rumah yang tertimpa pohon... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di usia tua, Ellie yang tahu dirinya tidak akan berkesempatan menggapai mimpi &lt;em&gt;Paradise Fall &lt;/em&gt;nya, kemudian memberikan &lt;em&gt;Adventure Book &lt;/em&gt; kepada Carl sebelum dia meninggal dunia. Kesedihan menjadi-jadi saat Carl dipaksa tinggal di Rumah Jompo sepeninggal Ellie. Dengan kenekatan &amp; tekad kuat, Carl mengikatkan begitu banyak balon di rumahnya dan terbang menuju &lt;em&gt;Paradise Fall&lt;/em&gt;, menuju impian Ellie, impian mereka bersama. Ada tokoh Russel, si &lt;em&gt;wilderness explorer &lt;/em&gt;berusia 8 tahun yang secara tidak sengaja ikut dalam misi ‘rumah terbang’ ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun film ini adalah film kartun namun kekuatan &lt;em&gt;gesture&lt;/em&gt;, mimik dari para tokoh benar-benar memukau dan bisa menghanyutkan kita ke dalam &lt;em&gt;setting &lt;/em&gt;cerita. Film ini bermoral bagus, tepat untuk &lt;em&gt;the kids &amp; the adults!! Bravo, Pixar!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-63329703481682024?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/63329703481682024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/up-movie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/63329703481682024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/63329703481682024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/up-movie.html' title='UP, The Movie'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/S5-LNr4DoyI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/_EAIYKoxJDA/s72-c/UP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-8547185652789523678</id><published>2010-11-23T00:04:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T00:09:00.536+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>In Memoriam...Shan - Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Tgl 24 Agustus 2009, tepat 9 tahun Shan yang kukasihi meninggalkan dunia di usia 13 tahun kurang 3 bulan karena penyakit tua. Penyakit tua di usia 13 tahun? Yup, karena Shan adalah seekor anjing yang di usia 13 tahun berarti usia 91 tahun usia manusia (1:7), usia maksimal seekor anjing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shan lahir tgl 10 Nop'87, bukan jenis anjing turunan yang wah wah, dia hanya seekor anjing biasa, berukuran sedang (sekitar 10 kg), berbulu hitam putih, makan nasi dengan sayur + lauk seperti kita, bukan &lt;em&gt;Pedigree or something special for dogs&lt;/em&gt;. Tapi &lt;strong&gt;yang paling wah darinya adalah kesetiaannya&lt;/strong&gt;. Shan membuktikan padaku bahwa &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dogs&lt;/em&gt; memang &lt;em&gt;human's best friend&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Their loyalty, faithfulness is certainly &amp;amp; surely undoubtedly! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376813681377400610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/Sp5Hjj311yI/AAAAAAAAABM/Szqs79-KbR8/s320/IMG_0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shan merupakan pemberian dari adik Papa, yang diberikan kepada kami sejak Shan baru berusia beberapa hari. Shan merupakan anak ke-4 dari 4 bersaudara (Ying, Hei, Pai, Shan). Abangku memilihnya karena kasihan melihatnya selalu tidak kebagian susu saat disusui ibunya, Wan. Keempat &lt;em&gt;baby dogs&lt;/em&gt; itu berebut dan Shan selalu tidak kebagian, tapi tetap mencoba menyusup masuk walau gagal. Abang saya &lt;em&gt;fall in love&lt;/em&gt; dengan Shan saat itu juga. Ketika dibawa pulang ke rumah, aku langsung jatuh hati padanya, menyayanginya seperti orang menyayangi jiwanya sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada awalnya Mamaku tidak menyukai Shan karena memang beliau tidak pernah menyetujui kami memelihara hewan di rumah. Hal ini berlangsung beberapa waktu sampai suatu malam, hujan turun dengan derasnya. Shan yang tidur di lt. 3 tempat menjemur pakaian menangis meraung-raung. Shan memang tidak kena hujan namun hujan waktu itu sangat lebat disertai guntur, membuatnya yang masih kategori 'anak-anak' menjadi ketakutan. Aku dan Abang khawatir sekali dan malam itu Mama mengizinkan kami membawanya masuk. Shan dalam keadaan gemetar, &lt;em&gt;shock&lt;/em&gt; kalau boleh dibilang. Sejak malam itu dan sampai akhir hayatnya, Shan trauma dengan suara guntur &amp;amp; hujan deras. Namun efek samping yang sangat penting adalah sejak malam itu pula, bermula dari rasa iba dan bersalah, Mama mulai jatuh hati dengan si hitam putih ini….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi sekarang, Shan mendapat limpahan kasih sayang dari kami semua, Papa, Mama, Abang, dan khususnya aku yang paling dekat dengannya, bahkan Shan tidur di kamarku dalam keranjang bulat beralas kain kuning, dengan mainan King Kong kesayangannya, yang diberi nama King King. Kenanganku terhadapnya (bahkan sampai saat ini) bisa membuatku tetap terharu. Setiap aku akan berangkat sekolah (Shan mendampingiku dari aku SMP sampai aku kerja) Shan selalu mengantarkanku sampai di depan rumah. Kebetulan orangtua membuka Kedai Sampah (yang menjual sembako dll), maka Shan akan di bawah, menemani orangtua berjualan sampai aku pulang sekolah. Shan akan segera menyambutku dan menemaniku selama aku di rumah. Kalau aku keluar rumah, Shan akan berada di toko, menjaga toko sambil menungguku pulang. Pokoknya hari-hariku di rumah, pasti Shan akan menemani. Kami senang bermain kejar-kejaran, dia akan berpura-pura menggeram kemudian menggigitku ringan. Juga bermain lempar &amp;amp; tangkap bola atau King King. Atau sekedar berbaring di dekatku ketika aku sedang membaca buku atau mengerjakan tugas sekolah atau belajar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang paling dibenci Shan adalah mandi; ‘penderitaan’ yang harus dilakoninya setiap hari Minggu pagi di tempat menjemur pakaian di lt. 3. Biasanya selesai mandi, dia harus berjemur biar kering dan aku menungguinya di dalam. Setelah sekian waktu, dia akan memulai ritual “kasihani aku dong”, dengan beringsut-ingsut 10 cm setiap gerakan menuju dalam, yang mana kalau kutegur, dia akan mundur hanya 5 cm, sampai akhirnya dia ada di depan pintu, memasukkan hidungnya yang basah di antara kawat pintu, dan memandangku dengan mata yang super sayu, lalu senjata pamungkasnya yaitu bunyi-bunyian mendayu yang dia keluarkan (cukup kecil untuk tidak menjengkelkanku yang sedang membaca namun cukup kuat untuk membuatku iba). Semakin lama dia berbuat begitu, maka biasanya rasa ibaku akan membuatku mencari &lt;em&gt;hair-dryer&lt;/em&gt; sehingga bulunya lebih cepat kering dan dia bisa lebih cepat masuk kembali ke dalam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shan paling suka makan bakso lembu dan ikan gembung goreng yang dicampurkan ke nasi putihnya. Kalau dia ultah (yup, kami rayakan!) dua menu ini adalah menu wajib. Kalau Shan merasa tidak enak badan, dia akan ke lt. 3 tempat menjemur pakaian, di sana ada dedaunan yang aku sendiri tidak tahu namanya. Dedaunan itu akan dilahapnya dan &lt;em&gt;she'ld soon recover&lt;/em&gt;. Aneh, kok dia tahu dedaunan itu bisa jadi obat ya? &lt;em&gt;Back to her traumatic&lt;/em&gt;, kalau hujan deras disertai guntur, di dalam kamarku Shan akan sembunyi di kolong tempat tidurku, di sudut paling dalam. Aku akan menariknya keluar dan membiarkannya tidur bersamaku di tempat tidur. Sedekat itu? Yup, &lt;em&gt;I deeply felt she is part of me, flesh &amp;amp; soul&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-8547185652789523678?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/8547185652789523678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/in-memoriamshan-part-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/8547185652789523678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/8547185652789523678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/in-memoriamshan-part-ii.html' title='In Memoriam...Shan - Part II'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/Sp5Hjj311yI/AAAAAAAAABM/Szqs79-KbR8/s72-c/IMG_0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-4718612329813387056</id><published>2010-11-23T00:00:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T00:09:31.434+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>In Memoriam...Shan - Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Kalau aku dan Mama keluar di hari Minggu, Shan tinggal di rumah dengan Papa dan Abang, dengan makan malam yang telah kusiapkan untuknya. Namun Shan selalu menungguku pulang, baru dia bersedia makan (bisa sampai malam!); bujukan Papa atau Abang takkan &lt;em&gt;mempan&lt;/em&gt;, dia akan bertahan menungguku! Yang paling menyentuh hatiku adalah saat aku tamat SMA dan ke Medan untuk kuliah D-1. Aku pulang seminggu sekali, setiap hari Sabtu. Pada minggu I aku pergi, Shan depresi, tidak makan selama seminggu, hanya minum saja. Saat aku pulang, dia menyambutku dengan riang dan makan dengan lahap. Mama menggeleng-geleng, “Dia sudah seminggu tidak makan, menunggumu” (bahkan saat aku sedang menulis ini, aku menangis memikirkannya). Aku berbicara padanya, memberi pengertian karena hari Senin pagi aku sudah harus kembali ke Medan dan seterusnya hanya seminggu sekali kami akan bertemu. Shan mengerti dan dia tidak mengulang hal ini lagi. Setahun kemudian aku diterima bekerja di sebuah bank di kotaku sehingga aku tidak ke Medan lagi. Aku kembali bisa berkumpul dengan Shan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di usia 11 tahun, di perutnya ada tonjolan kecil yang ternyata semakin lama semakin besar. Kami tidak berani membawanya ke dokter karena usianya sudah tergolong renta untuk anjing. Mama teringat dedaunan di lt. 3 yang biasanya dimakannya kalau sedang tidak enak badan. Aku menumbuknya untuk kemudian kutempelkan ke perutnya. Tonjolan itu tidak berkurang namun setidaknya tidak bertambah besar lagi dan Shan tidak kelihatan kesakitan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Di tahun 2000, tonjolan itu mengeluarkan nanah dan bau busuk. Shan menolak tidur di kamarku. Aku yakin karena dia tidak mau menggangguku dengan bau busuk itu. Luar biasa bagaimana seekor anjing bisa menjaga tuannya sedemikian rupa. Shan tidur di ruang tamu, mulai rabun, mulai lemah…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di tgl 20an Agustus 2000 aku menemani Mama yang hendak operasi ke Penang dan saat sebelum berangkat ke &lt;em&gt;airport &lt;/em&gt;Medan, aku mendekatinya yang sedang terbaring. “Tunggu aku pulang ya, &lt;em&gt;I really, really love you&lt;/em&gt;…” Shan menatapku, mengedipkan matanya seperti hendak berkata “&lt;em&gt;I love you, too&lt;/em&gt;”. Kuelus kakinya, kuelus tubuh lemahnya, kuelus telinganya, kukecup keningnya. “&lt;em&gt;Bye bye, wait me home. I love you&lt;/em&gt;,” kuulangi lagi kata-kataku. Dan ternyata itu adalah terakhir kalinya aku melihatnya…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks God&lt;/em&gt;, operasi Mama tgl 23 Aug'00 berjalan lancar. Tgl 24 Aug'00 pagi aku menelepon ke rumah, diangkat Abangku. “Shan telah pergi”, itu kalimat pertamanya. Aku terbengong, tak percaya. Setelah sekian detik diam, dengan gemetar aku bertanya, “Bagaimana bisa? Kapan?" “Tadi malam setelah jam 12, aku mendengar gonggongan kecil jadi aku segera keluar dari kamar dan mendekatinya. Dia menggonggong sekali lagi, kemudian diam…” Aku tidak sanggup ngomong apapun, Abangku menyambung “Aku sudah membungkusnya dan menaruhnya di dalam kotak, Bibik nanti yang akan mengurusnya.” Aku masih terdiam, kemudian dengan tangis yang kutahan, aku berbicara “Ingat, taruh King King dan kain kuning kesayangannya bersama…” Aku segera meletakkan telepon. Kembali ke kamar tempat Mama dirawat, aku duduk di sampingnya. Mama sedang bercerita ini dan itu, mendadak menyadari aku yang diam. “Ada apa?” Aku hanya sanggup mengeluarkan 3 kata sebelum ke kamar mandi dan menangis “Shan sudah tiada.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/Sp5H4k0XlRI/AAAAAAAAABU/sygIxp5Fijo/s1600-h/IMG_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376814042408523026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/Sp5H4k0XlRI/AAAAAAAAABU/sygIxp5Fijo/s320/IMG_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shan pergi tepat saat memasuki tgl 24 Aug'00, sementara operasi Mama adalah tgl 23 Aug'00, Shan sepertinya hendak memastikan Mama baik-baik saja, kemudian dia baru 'pergi'. Aku sempat bertanya-tanya kenapa dia tidak 'mematuhiku' untuk terakhir kalinya, setidaknya menungguku pulang, dan ‘mengantarkannya’? Perlahan aku mengerti, Shan yang mencintaiku, menyayangiku, mengertiku… Dia ingin aku mengenangnya saat hidup, tidak melihatnya saat dia pergi sehingga di kenanganku yang muncul tetap dia yang ceria, dia yang hidup…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang, 9 tahun telah berlalu… Sepanjang aku menulis ini, aku menangis. Rasa kasih &amp;amp; cinta bisa begitu mendalam, begitu membekas, begitu dahsyat. Aku sudah menerima kepergiannya namun ada saat-saat tertentu aku seolah-olah bisa mencium bau badannya yang khas… apakah Shan mengunjungiku?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you, Shan, time can't take this away… You will always have the special place in my heart. Whenever it beats, it also beats for you, forever…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shan (10 Nop'87 – 24 Aug'00)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-4718612329813387056?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/4718612329813387056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/in-memoriamshan-part-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/4718612329813387056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/4718612329813387056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/in-memoriamshan-part-i.html' title='In Memoriam...Shan - Part I'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/Sp5H4k0XlRI/AAAAAAAAABU/sygIxp5Fijo/s72-c/IMG_0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-966612933608898569</id><published>2010-11-23T00:00:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T00:09:54.539+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>My Private Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Sometimes it’s good to take a break, just alone, taking meal you want, reading book you like… &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulang kerja aku singgah di salah satu resto makanan Jepang, &lt;em&gt;just by myself&lt;/em&gt;, duduk di depan &lt;em&gt;conveyor belt, having my private dinner&lt;/em&gt;, ditemani &lt;em&gt;The Tenth Circle &lt;/em&gt;nya Jodi Picoult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TC0ouSf2wdI/AAAAAAAAATk/L4pqE1XhiVg/s1600/Jo+Unagi+Sushi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 98px; height: 130px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TC0ouSf2wdI/AAAAAAAAATk/L4pqE1XhiVg/s320/Jo+Unagi+Sushi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489088296539046354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;First plate &lt;/em&gt;jatuh ke &lt;em&gt;Jo Unagi Sushi&lt;/em&gt;, yaitu sushi jenis &lt;em&gt;nigirizushi&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;em&gt;rice sushi &lt;/em&gt;yang dibentuk dengan telapak tangan hingga memanjang, diikat rumput laut, dan diberi &lt;em&gt;topping&lt;/em&gt;) ber-&lt;em&gt;topping unagi/eel&lt;/em&gt;/belut yang telah di-&lt;em&gt;grill&lt;/em&gt;. Lezat habis!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TC0o-GvbjmI/AAAAAAAAATs/i6MqdeDOh5c/s1600/chuka+wakame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 111px; height: 130px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TC0o-GvbjmI/AAAAAAAAATs/i6MqdeDOh5c/s320/chuka+wakame.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489088568261054050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next&lt;/em&gt;, seiring datangnya &lt;em&gt;Iced&lt;/em&gt; Ocha (minuman teh khas Jepang berwarna hijau bening), juga sepiring &lt;em&gt;Chuka Wakame&lt;/em&gt;, yaitu rumput laut yang dingin, gurih, &amp; tentu saja &lt;em&gt;nyummy&lt;/em&gt;!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TC0pGWAqKZI/AAAAAAAAAT0/STl9Eb45qnA/s1600/Sanshoku+Salmon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TC0pGWAqKZI/AAAAAAAAAT0/STl9Eb45qnA/s320/Sanshoku+Salmon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489088709798799762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My private dinner &lt;/em&gt;kututup dengan sepiring &lt;em&gt;Sanshoku Salmon &lt;/em&gt;yang berisi 3 &lt;em&gt;rice sushi &lt;/em&gt;yang dibalut daging ikan salmon mentah, yang di atasnya ditaburi &lt;em&gt;fish roe&lt;/em&gt;/telur ikan warna hijau, hitam, &amp; merah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile, The Tenth Circle &lt;/em&gt;sudah terbaca 3 halaman di adegan di mana Trixie Stone, putri tunggal Daniel Stone, menghilang setelah melihat ayahnya yang lembut mendadak menjadi beringas dan menghajar Jason Underhill, bekas pacar putrinya, sampai babak belur. &lt;em&gt;By the way, this novel is one of my recommended Jodi Picoult’s novels&lt;/em&gt;. Ingin sambung membaca sambil makan namun apa daya lambung sudah penuh. &lt;em&gt;So, seems it’s time to go home… &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Memberi hadiah pada diri sendiri &lt;em&gt;in simple way &lt;/strong&gt;such as treating yourself a nice dinner plus a nice novel as friend, is an expression of how you want to love yourself. &lt;strong&gt;Have a nice day!&lt;/strong&gt;   &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-966612933608898569?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/966612933608898569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-private-dinner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/966612933608898569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/966612933608898569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-private-dinner.html' title='My Private Dinner'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TC0ouSf2wdI/AAAAAAAAATk/L4pqE1XhiVg/s72-c/Jo+Unagi+Sushi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-5728110007634830111</id><published>2010-11-22T23:58:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T19:34:05.776+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><title type='text'>Happy 25th Aug'09 Birthday!</title><content type='html'>Kata orang “&lt;em&gt;friendship isn’t a big thing… it’s a million little things!&lt;/em&gt;” Bagiku itu benar adanya. Kumpulan hal kecil yang dilakukan sahabat kita yang kalau kita pikir-pikir, benar-benar membuat perbedaan besar dalam hidup kita. Aku termasuk orang yang hanya punya beberapa teman dekat alias sahabat. Bagiku sahabat adalah &lt;em&gt;someone special who shares secrets, laughter, dreams, and cares together; someone through good times and bad times&lt;/em&gt;. Jadi orangnya pasti ‘&lt;em&gt;really carefully chosen&lt;/em&gt;’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini adalah hari spesial salah seorang sahabatku. Dia orangnya &lt;em&gt;low profile &lt;/em&gt;(hahaha...), jadi aku tak bisa sebut nama di sini dan sebagai penggantinya kupakai inisial Bn. &lt;em&gt;This is what I want to say to you, my dearest friend&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your birthday is a perfect time&lt;br /&gt;To stop and reminisce&lt;br /&gt;About the many hours we have spent&lt;br /&gt;Discussing that and this&lt;br /&gt;Sharing this and that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.co.id/imgres?imgurl=http://media.bigoo.ws/content/gif/cartoon/cartoon_205.gif&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.bigoo.ws/widget_list.aspx%3Fkeywords%3DParty&amp;amp;usg=__Hl25Siv49V5Q0VKInzRh6MkW1mE=&amp;amp;h=271&amp;amp;w=400&amp;amp;sz=25&amp;amp;hl=id&amp;amp;start=14&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;tbnid=osX8S9r2CCSNXM:&amp;amp;tbnh=84&amp;amp;tbnw=124&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dfriends%2Bbirthday%26hl%3Did%26rlz%3D1T4ACAW_enID336ID337%26sa%3DG%26um%3D1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.co.id/imgres?imgurl=http://media.bigoo.ws/content/gif/cartoon/cartoon_205.gif&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.bigoo.ws/widget_list.aspx%3Fkeywords%3DParty&amp;amp;usg=__Hl25Siv49V5Q0VKInzRh6MkW1mE=&amp;amp;h=271&amp;amp;w=400&amp;amp;sz=25&amp;amp;hl=id&amp;amp;start=14&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;tbnid=osX8S9r2CCSNXM:&amp;amp;tbnh=84&amp;amp;tbnw=124&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dfriends%2Bbirthday%26hl%3Did%26rlz%3D1T4ACAW_enID336ID337%26sa%3DG%26um%3D1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The laughs, the smiles that we have known&lt;br /&gt;The wonderful things we have done&lt;br /&gt;That make the friendship that we share&lt;br /&gt;A very SPECIAL one!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373663867108327346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 101px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SpMW0PVX_7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZA4swovkP38/s320/cat+friend.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This birthday blog is sent today&lt;br /&gt;And I hope it’s plain to see&lt;br /&gt;You are a very SPECIAL person&lt;br /&gt;Who means so much to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends will come and friends will go&lt;br /&gt;The seasons change and it will show&lt;br /&gt;I will age and so will you&lt;br /&gt;But our friendship stays, strong and true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s so wonderful to know you, Bn,&lt;br /&gt;My friend through the years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said good friend is cheaper than therapy&lt;br /&gt;That is absolutely true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your friendship&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373664436242551474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 84px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SpMXVXhjErI/AAAAAAAAABE/DXVHVsESp0Q/s320/pooh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, you are not old&lt;br /&gt;You have just been young a very long time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Ini bukan karanganku ya, tapi hasil &lt;em&gt;search birthday poems &amp;amp; quotes&lt;/em&gt; di internet, terus kupilih untuk digabung-gabungkan dan kumodifikasi sedemikian rupa. &lt;em&gt;Hope you love it!!&lt;/em&gt; Kalau bisa, di-&lt;em&gt;print-out&lt;/em&gt; terus dibingkai dan dipajangkan ya hehehe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Again, happy joyous birthday!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-5728110007634830111?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/5728110007634830111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-25th-aug09-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/5728110007634830111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/5728110007634830111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-25th-aug09-birthday.html' title='Happy 25th Aug&apos;09 Birthday!'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SpMW0PVX_7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZA4swovkP38/s72-c/cat+friend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-7001734521806128828</id><published>2010-11-22T23:56:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T00:10:50.586+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><title type='text'>Happy 27th Nov'09 Birthday!</title><content type='html'>Orang bilang "&lt;em&gt;some people came to your life, left footprints, and you won't be the same anymore&lt;/em&gt;". Aku mengalami hal ini. Dalam hal persahabatan, aku selalu merasa &lt;em&gt;being blessed&lt;/em&gt;. Teman dekatku hanya hitungan jari namun &lt;em&gt;the value in the friendship is always a remarkable one&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/Sw_6NbTtWqI/AAAAAAAAAKE/aPt4xRa68Ok/s1600/happy+bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 104px; height: 126px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/Sw_6NbTtWqI/AAAAAAAAAKE/aPt4xRa68Ok/s320/happy+bday.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408816786070919842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini &lt;em&gt;one of my best friend &lt;/em&gt;ulang tahun. Aku banyak belajar darinya, &lt;em&gt;from formal knowledge till the most important one... life lessons&lt;/em&gt;. Dia banyak mengajarkan kepadaku tentang &lt;em&gt;forgiving and toughness and what a friend is&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;and she teaches me through actions&lt;/em&gt;. Beberapa kali saat &lt;em&gt;my life was in turbulance, she was there&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Keberadaannya sangat, sangat berarti &lt;em&gt;and for that, I really thank you, my friend&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasil &lt;em&gt;surf &lt;/em&gt;di internet, &lt;em&gt;I think this poem is suitable to be dedicated to you just before the clock turn to 12&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Birthday Reflections&lt;br /&gt;(Joanna Fuchs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birthday's a time for careful reflection&lt;br /&gt;About your life, and its future direction.&lt;br /&gt;You see where you've been when you look at the past;&lt;br /&gt;Most of it's great; you had quite a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wonder what's coming, what life has in store;&lt;br /&gt;Will it be just the same? Will there be a new door?&lt;br /&gt;Remember this, as you blow out the last candle:&lt;br /&gt;Life holds no challenge that you cannot handle.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat ulang tahun, teman, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;when it hurts to look back and your scared to look ahead you can look beside you and your best friend will be there (quoted).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-7001734521806128828?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/7001734521806128828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-27th-nov09-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/7001734521806128828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/7001734521806128828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-27th-nov09-birthday.html' title='Happy 27th Nov&apos;09 Birthday!'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/Sw_6NbTtWqI/AAAAAAAAAKE/aPt4xRa68Ok/s72-c/happy+bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-7453982813640260162</id><published>2010-11-22T23:53:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T00:11:09.052+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><title type='text'>Happy 25th Aug'10 Birthday!</title><content type='html'>Temanku,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertemanan merupakan harta besar dalam hidup seseorang dan &lt;strong&gt;tidak semua orang begitu beruntungnya mendapatkan harta ini. Untuk yang satu ini, aku beruntung ada kamu. &lt;/strong&gt;Puisi ultah ini aku kutip &lt;em&gt;especially for you, my dearest friend&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/THRIBaiZJ1I/AAAAAAAAAUc/fMOqFRXQch4/s1600/gift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 157px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/THRIBaiZJ1I/AAAAAAAAAUc/fMOqFRXQch4/s320/gift.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509107433321604946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOU ARE A GIFT &lt;/em&gt;(ENGKAU ADALAH SEBUAH HADIAH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some people give the gift &lt;/em&gt;(Sebagian orang memberikan hadiah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;of peace and tranquility &lt;/em&gt;(kedamaian &amp; ketenangan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to every life they touch&lt;/em&gt;. (pada tiap kehidupan yang mereka sentuh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They are always who they really are&lt;/em&gt;. (Mereka adalah mereka yang sebenarnya)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They are blessedly reliable&lt;/em&gt;, (Mereka sangat bisa diandalkan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dependably good&lt;/em&gt;, (baik)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;predictably pleasant&lt;/em&gt;, (menyenangkan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;loved and treasured &lt;/em&gt;(dicintai &amp; berharga)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by all who know them&lt;/em&gt;. (bagi semua yang mengenalnya)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are one of those people&lt;/em&gt;. (Engkau adalah salah satu darinya)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are a gift &lt;/em&gt;(Engkau adalah sebuah hadiah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;of peace and tranquility &lt;/em&gt;(kedamaian &amp; ketenangan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my life&lt;/em&gt;. (dalam hidupku)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY 25th Aug'10!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you, my friend, thanks for being there, thanks for being such dearest friend, thanks for simply being you &lt;/em&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-7453982813640260162?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/7453982813640260162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-dearest-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/7453982813640260162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/7453982813640260162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-dearest-friend.html' title='Happy 25th Aug&apos;10 Birthday!'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/THRIBaiZJ1I/AAAAAAAAAUc/fMOqFRXQch4/s72-c/gift.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-8330394983545272181</id><published>2010-11-22T23:51:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T19:31:20.699+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>I Know This Much is True</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;“Aku bukanlah pria yang pintar, tapi suatu hari, akhirnya, aku berhasil keluar dari kegelapan hutanku, masa lalu keluargaku dan negaraku, dengan memegang kebenaran ini di tanganku: bahwa &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cinta tumbuh dari pengampunan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;; bahwa &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anjing kampung bisa menjadi anjing yang baik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;; bahwa &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bukti adanya Tuhan ada dalam keseluruhan segala sesuatu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Setidaknya inilah yang berhasil kuketahui. Aku tahu inilah yang sebenarnya."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (Sang Penebus/&lt;em&gt;I Know This Much is True&lt;/em&gt;, Wally Lamb, hal. 951).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384662843009719042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SroqU5jW2wI/AAAAAAAAAFU/kWvy55ANoFM/s320/Sang+Penebus.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya aku selesai membaca novel kategori &lt;em&gt;#1 New York Times Bestseller&lt;/em&gt; setebal 951 halaman ini saat libur Lebaran 2009, dengan posisi &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;two thumbs up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, memang layak sekali jadi &lt;em&gt;Best Novel of the Year (versi Friend of the Library USA)&lt;/em&gt;. Kemampuan &lt;strong&gt;Wally Lamb&lt;/strong&gt;, sang pengarang, membawa pembaca hanyut dalam beban yang diemban si tokoh utama, Dominick Birdsey yang harus menjaga saudara kembarnya, Thomas Birdsey yang menderita &lt;em&gt;skizofernia&lt;/em&gt;, yang merasa menjadi utusan Tuhan sehingga dia memutilasi sendiri salah satu tangannya dalam kesadaran penuh di sebuah perpustakaan, demi misi mulianya untuk menghentikan semua perang di dunia. Pengolahan dan penggambaran karakter setiap tokoh dalam cerita dibuat begitu kuat sehingga pembaca seakan-akan sedang menyaksikan (dan bukannya membaca) kisah itu di depan mata. Yang hebatnya, kemampuan deskripsi psikologis yang begitu mengalir sehingga membuat pembaca seolah-olah menjadi bagian dari kegilaan itu sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kehebatan Wally Lamb bercerita dibuktikan lebih nyata saat tiba di halaman 563, di mana tokoh Dominick mulai membaca manuskrip yang ditulis almarhum kakeknya, Domenico Onofrio Tempesta, yang membuat kita membaca 2 cerita dalam 1 novel… dua cerita yang merupakan satu kesatuan, yang membawa kita ke dua dunia yang berbeda namun terasa satu. Sungguh jenius! Alur cerita yang tidak monoton, dimainkan dengan sangat cemerlang oleh Wally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SroquaSGQbI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ZlQ-ndgb7zA/s1600-h/forgiving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384663281292427698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 91px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SroquaSGQbI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ZlQ-ndgb7zA/s320/forgiving.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bila kita mengikuti cerita ini dengan seksama, kita akan dibawa ke tingkat kelelahan tertinggi yang bisa dialami manusia dan kemudian dengan begitu &lt;em&gt;elegant&lt;/em&gt;-nya kita diarahkan ke titik kesimpulan cerita ini, yakni &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PENGAMPUNAN, &lt;em&gt;FORGIVING&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;BORN AGAIN&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;BE A BETTER ONE&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This novel is highly recommended to be read!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-8330394983545272181?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/8330394983545272181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-know-this-much-is-true.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/8330394983545272181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/8330394983545272181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-know-this-much-is-true.html' title='I Know This Much is True'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/SroqU5jW2wI/AAAAAAAAAFU/kWvy55ANoFM/s72-c/Sang+Penebus.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-6639146697248774666</id><published>2010-11-22T23:50:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T19:32:49.095+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>My Sister's Keeper</title><content type='html'>Selama ini daftar penulis/novelis terfavoritku masih hanya 2, yaitu Sidney Sheldon dan Dewi Lestari. Nampaknya aku harus menambahkan Jodi Picoult dalam daftar ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah membaca 2 bukunya, "&lt;em&gt;The Perfect Match&lt;/em&gt;" dan "&lt;em&gt;The Tenth Circle&lt;/em&gt;", aku sudah bertekad untuk mengoleksi novel-novel karangannya. Seminggu lalu sahabatku menghadiahkan "&lt;em&gt;My Sister's Keeper&lt;/em&gt;"/Penyelamat Kakakku, novel yang ditulis Jodi 6 tahun lalu dan telah difilmkan. Novel yang satu ini sukses membuat cadangan air mataku berkurang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TEr6LAeZnEI/AAAAAAAAAT8/KAf5y7OkBBw/s1600/My+Sister%27s+Keeper.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TEr6LAeZnEI/AAAAAAAAAT8/KAf5y7OkBBw/s320/My+Sister%27s+Keeper.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497481362172124226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Jika kau menggunakan cara yang salah secara moral untuk menyelamatkan hidup anakmu, apakah itu menjadikanmu ibu yang buruk?&lt;/strong&gt;" Pertanyaan inilah yang tercantum di &lt;em&gt;cover&lt;/em&gt; dan 'usaha' menjawabnya dijabarkan dengan begitu bagus oleh Jodi, disajikan dalam kalimat-kalimat, kadang berupa pertanyaan-pertanyaan yang akan membuat kita &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;to really look deep inside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Check this out:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Aku belajar dari putriku sendiri bahwa &lt;strong&gt;kau tidak perlu dalam keadaan terjaga untuk bisa menangis&lt;/strong&gt; (hal 48).&lt;br /&gt;- Kubilang padamu untuk duduk di bagian kiri bus, jadi saat bus menjauh, kau masih bisa menoleh ke belakang dan melihatku di sana, menunggumu. &lt;strong&gt;Kau cari kursi yang sama di Surga. Di sana kau bisa melihatku, yang sedang melihatmu&lt;/strong&gt; (hal 345).&lt;br /&gt;- Tidak butuh waktu seumur hidup untuk menyadari bahwa &lt;strong&gt;apa yang sepatutnya kita miliki, jarang bisa kita peroleh&lt;/strong&gt; (hal 409).&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Bagaimana seseorang bisa berpikir jika dia tidak bisa menyelamatkan, dia jadinya harus menghancurkan?&lt;/strong&gt; Dan apakah kau menyalahkannya atau apakah kau menyalahkan orang-orang yang seharusnya memberitahu dia hal yang sebaliknya? (hal 416).&lt;br /&gt;- Tapi tak ada orang lain yang lebih kuinginkan selain &lt;strong&gt;bersamamu untuk tersesat bersama&lt;/strong&gt; (hal 438).&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Saat kau tak tahu ke mana arah yang kau tuju, kau menemukan tempat-tempat yang tak terpikir oleh orang lain untuk dijelajahi &lt;/strong&gt; (hal 439).&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Kadang-kadang untuk memperoleh sesuatu yang paling kau inginkan, kau harus melakukan sesuatu yang paling tidak ingin kau lakukan &lt;/strong&gt; (hal 456).&lt;br /&gt;- Menjadi ibu sama sekali berbeda. &lt;strong&gt;Kau ingin anakmu memiliki lebih daripada apa yang kau miliki&lt;/strong&gt;. Kau ingin kembangkan roket di bawah tubuhnya dan memandanginya terbang. Jauh lebih besar daripada yang dapat diungkapkan dengan kata-kata. Dan semua itu &lt;strong&gt;muat tertampung di sini (hati)&lt;/strong&gt; (hal 497).&lt;br /&gt;- Namun dalam hidupku, dalam gedung yang terbakar itu, salah satu anakku ada di sana dan &lt;strong&gt;satu-satunya kesempatan menyelamatkannya adalah dengan mengirim masuk anakku yang lain &lt;/strong&gt;karena dia satu-satunya orang yang tahu jalan ke sana (hal 499).&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Moral lebih penting daripada etika dan cinta lebih penting daripada hukum &lt;/strong&gt; (hal 503).&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Seharusnya dukacita punya masa kadaluwarsa &lt;/strong&gt; (hal 519).&lt;br /&gt;- Babak dalam kehidupan adalah gelombang pasang, mulanya gelombang itu &lt;strong&gt;tampak tak membuat perbedaan sama sekali&lt;/strong&gt;, kemudian suatu hari kau memandang ke bawah dan &lt;strong&gt;melihat seberapa besar kikisan kepedihan yang ditimbulkannya &lt;/strong&gt; (hal 521).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidak bisa dipungkiri selain kedalaman kalimatnya (namun tak membuat ngantuk), Jodi Picoult juga memiliki selera humor &amp; kreatifitas yang tinggi. Tokoh Campbell Alexander, pengacara dari Anna, yang memiliki anjing penuntun bernama Judge, sering ditanyai orang mengapa dia menggunakan anjing penuntun padahal dia tidak buta. Jawaban Campbell yang ngawur menyamarkan kenyataan pahit yang sebenarnya: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Aku memiliki paru-paru besi dan anjing itu menjagaku agar tidak terlalu dekat dengan benda-benda bermagnet."&lt;br /&gt;- "Aku kena &lt;em&gt;SARS&lt;/em&gt;. Dia menghitung jumlah orang yang kutulari."&lt;br /&gt;- "Detak jantungku tidak teratur dan dia bersertifikasi melakukan &lt;em&gt;CPR&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;- "Aku pengacara. Dia mengejar ambulans untuk mendapatkan klien buatku."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyway, this novel is highly recommended!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-6639146697248774666?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/6639146697248774666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/penye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/6639146697248774666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/6639146697248774666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/penye.html' title='My Sister&apos;s Keeper'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TEr6LAeZnEI/AAAAAAAAAT8/KAf5y7OkBBw/s72-c/My+Sister%27s+Keeper.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-252346203500184928.post-1858453562496190451</id><published>2010-11-22T23:45:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T19:33:25.665+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>The Alchemist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TFTcoKgCItI/AAAAAAAAAUU/i50VHlgiXts/s1600/alchemist.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TFTcoKgCItI/AAAAAAAAAUU/i50VHlgiXts/s320/alchemist.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500263627497808594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiap orang punya impian namun tak semua punya 'nyali' untuk benar-benar fokus ke impiannya, &lt;em&gt;chase &amp; make dreams come true&lt;/em&gt;. Paulo Coelho, penulis kelahiran Brazil dengan latar belakang kehidupan pribadi yang kurang menyenangkan, menuliskan dengan indah dalam "&lt;em&gt;The Alchemist&lt;/em&gt;".  &lt;strong&gt;"Sebelum mimpi bisa terwujud, Jiwa Dunia menguji segala sesuatu yang telah kita pelajari sepanjang jalan&lt;/strong&gt;. Bukan karena dia jahat, melainkan agar selain mewujudkan impian kita, kita juga &lt;strong&gt;menguasai pelajaran yang kita peroleh dalam proses mewujudkan impian itu&lt;/strong&gt;. Dan di titik inilah kebanyakan orang biasanya menyerah. Di titik inilah orang biasanya mati kehausan padahal dia sudah melihat pohon kurma di kejauhan... &lt;strong&gt;Saat yang paling gelap di malam hari adalah saat menjelang fajar&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banyak kutipan bagus dalam buku ini yang bisa dijadikan motivasi untuk yang belum dan sedang mengejar impian. &lt;em&gt;Let me share with you&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- Daya ini mempersiapkan rohmu dan kehendakmu sebab ada satu kebenaran mahabesar di planet ini: siapapun dirimu, apapun yang kau lakukan, kalau engkau sungguh-sungguh menginginkan sesuatu, itu karena &lt;strong&gt;hasrat tersebut bersumber dari jiwa jagat raya&lt;/strong&gt;. Itulah misimu di dunia ini. Dan &lt;strong&gt;bila kau benar-benar menginginkan sesuatu, seluruh jagat raya bersatu padu membantumu mendapatkannya&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- Satu-satunya kewajiban sejati manusia adalah &lt;strong&gt;mewujudkan takdirnya&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Jangan pernah berhenti bermimpi&lt;/strong&gt;. Ikutilah pertanda-pertanda.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Tuhan selalu ada di dekat orang yang hendak mewujudkan takdirnya&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Dengarkan suara hatimu&lt;/strong&gt;. Hatimu tahu segalanya, sebab hatimu berasal dari Jiwa Dunia dan suatu hari nanti akan kembali ke sana. &lt;strong&gt;Di mana hatimu berada, di situlah hartamu berada.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Orang-orang takut mengejar impian mereka yang paling berharga sebab mereka merasa tidak layak mendapatkannya atau tidak akan pernah bisa mewujudkannya. &lt;strong&gt;Rasa takut akan penderitaan justru lebih menyiksa daripada penderitaan itu sendiri&lt;/strong&gt;. Dan tak ada hati yang menderita saat mengejar impiannya sebab setiap detik pencarian itu bisa diibaratkan pertemuan kembali dengan Tuhan dan keabadian.&lt;br /&gt;- Jauh lebih baik mati saat di tengah usaha mencoba mewujudkan takdirmu daripada seperti jutaan orang lainnya yang bahkan tidak pernah tahu takdir mereka. Biasanya justru &lt;strong&gt;karena takut matilah, orang jadi lebih sadar akan hidup mereka&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is a recommended book for they who need a booster on the way to gain their dreams. &lt;strong&gt;Let your heart be your guide&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/252346203500184928-1858453562496190451?l=letsgrownglow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/feeds/1858453562496190451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/alchemist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/1858453562496190451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/252346203500184928/posts/default/1858453562496190451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsgrownglow.blogspot.com/2010/11/alchemist.html' title='The Alchemist'/><author><name>Vonny S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895926982916652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1sINXSvGcQ/TFTcoKgCItI/AAAAAAAAAUU/i50VHlgiXts/s72-c/alchemist.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
