Friday, October 12, 2007
Kids put their absolute trust in adults.
It's the most basic and natural thing to do.
I like the way a little boy or girl tucks his or her hand into the adult's as they walk along or cross the road.
I like the way they hold our their arms with the knowledge and assurance that there'll always be someone there to carry them.
It's nice, isn't it?
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God sent the answer to my prayer! We've finally found a pianist to play for the kids!
I was worrying yesterday about the non existent pianist for our kids choir; since combined worship was only two days away and time was really running out.
Where were we supposed to find a pianist? Michael's injuries are pretty bad; Ben can't book out; Chel is away at MC, I can't play O Happy Day.
But hallelujah! A certain Victor in orange pants turned up as I was practising with the adults! And when I learnt that he was the pianist for the kids I felt like nothing else mattered.
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My dad reached a conclusion that Japanese films are
good, which of course, I totally agree with. Giggle.
I dug out Pride to watch while I waited for dinner last night. Dad joined me on the sofa.
"Hmmm. This is Japanese right. This kind of film -
good. Can learn a lot of things about life. No violence also!
Good!"
It just so happened that it wasn't the episode where Takuya led the entire hockey team to fight the students.
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i grabbed your attention;
