1. ONE helluva paper for exam - which I was given an ample week to study for yet, fared pathetically because of the lack of faith in the lecturer and tutor who gave contrasting advice.
2. TWO evenings of mallet making and tomtoms wrapping right after my exams, that led to more tomtoms wrapping during the two actual days of Easter drama production 2005
3. THREE approximate hours of rollerblading at East Coast Park with Carryn, Esther and Dan today.
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1. Media Management Principles, what a professional and cheem name. But professional and cheem were certainly not the words to describe my lecturer and tutor. I was stupid enough to actually bother to actually take my own stride for this paper. In the end, what my tutor mentioned would come out for the paper really did come out. UGH. It's so sick. Nevertheless, it's all over. THE dreaded term IS OVER!!!!!!! I'm just crossing my fingers before the results come out.
2. The next day right after the paper, it was serving God all the way man. Reporting early afternoon at my wonderful home at the extreme western area of Singapore, I was confused and filled with bewilderment. "AM I really gonna serve at children's church?! I mean like, me??!" I am one of the last people on earth who actually scares kids and make babies cry when I don't mean to. Anyway, I survived it all. Through the grace of God, none of the preschool kids that saw me were scared or did any of them cry.. In fact, they were so cuteeeee and friendly and they just tug at your shirt and go "Hi auntiee!!" (yea, "auntie" abit to0 old for me.. but it really melts your heart to see the lil tots run around happy and excited!)
OOHHH! and yes the best part was to catch James in action! Other than singing as a backup vocalist for praise and worship, he also acted in the Easter drama as a toy cowboy. Quote of the play from him, (said with much enthusiasm, eyes and mouth openwide), "Look! Mr. Toymaker made me a new pair of boots!" hahahhaah.. ok.
Yes, the story is about the benevolent Toymaker who in his fullness of creativity, created many many toys, including the cowboy, the ragdoll, the ballerina doll, the clown, and the evil ice queen. Though each of these toys were not perfect, Mr. Toymaker continued to love them all still. The toys were happy with the way they were. However, one day, the wicked ice queen came by and told them of a better place to be, and told them that Mr. Toymaker does not love them at all. In their ignorance, they wondered about the magical place that the ice queen talked about and considered following the ice queen there. The toys left Mr. Toymaker.
They travelled a long journey. Initially, they were all excited and hyped up during the journey, singing songs and having much fun. Days and months past... and the weather began to turn cold. By this time, they were shivering and struggling to move even an inch. Soon, they reached their destination. It was not the colourful and lively place they had imagined. It was freezing cold and there was strong chilly winds blowing all the time around the icy terrain. The toys then realised they had been deceived. However, by now, it was too late for them to turn back or do anything; all the toys were trapped at the Ice Palace under the power of the ice queen.
Meanwhile, Mr. Toymaker felt very hurt to find out that his toys had all left him. His son consoled him, and assured him that he will help him to find the toys back. The only way to find the toys, however, meant that Mr. Toymaker has to sacrifice his son. Because of his love for the Mr. Toymaker, the son agreed to sacrifice himself.
At Ice Palace, the toys became hungry and lifeless and angry. They fought amongst each other food and argued about who caused them to be in this miserable state. At this point, a toy soldier appeared and brought them presents. Their faces lighted up to realise it was Mr. Toymaker's son, here to bring them home! They were overjoyed. and then.. Everybody lived happily ever after... except the evil ice queen.. that was banished in the washing machine.
It is truly a meaningful story. We are like the toys that God made. All of us are different and unique. As the saying goes, the grass is greener on the other side, we succumb ourselves to the lies that the devil tell us and more often than not, we give in to temptations and follow the deceptions of the devil. The devil, knowing that he has already been condemned and would spend his life eternally in hell, would search for ways to deceive us so that he could catch a few of us to accompany his lonely days in hell. But God is faithful and his love for us so great, that He was willing to send His son to bring us back to Him.
-end of preaching- =P
Whoops. and that was not even day one of serving God. Later at night, it was all about making mallets on the the drumsticks and wrapping the drum toms. That was the task for the next 3 days. We wrapped and we wrapped. It got so sick of seeing white masses of cardboard all the time. ahhaha. Anyway, I enjoyed myself in the midst of all the shouting ," Penknife!" "Puncher!" "Scotchtape!" "Scissors!" and the developing of calluses on my fingers. It was really a privilege to play this minute part in the Easter Drama. As I began to watch the drummers play on the stage, I felt so proud that my work of wrapping and tying and pasting and punching had been put to good use! (haha. I know that sounds stupid. )
And that was Easter for me.
3. Rollerbladinggggggg was fun! The blades were good and comfortable too! 7 bucks for the whole day. Wooh. Anyone up for blading soon?
