The arts of "LIFE"......

As Easter is approaching, we thought about the death of Jesus, who carries the emotion of human being. As one life died for the sake of all, He breaks the bondage of sin, and gives new life to all. 

Life is precious, treasure it, hang on to the One who gives us life, and not easily give it up.

Say NO to suicide!......   

Superheroes Party....

"Superheroes" Birthday Party Invitation Card (It's my design)

I love party! (Who wouldn't!?) I also love giving party and being the mastermind (some called it party planner). I got this invitation to plan a birthday party for my friend's boy, named Matthew Moy. So I thought of some boyish theme, such as Transformer (Robots), Spaceship, Seaworld, Superheroes, Animal Kingdom, Pirates of the carribeans...... the list could go on. The boy picked the Superheroes, and I asked him what was his superpowers? He told me his superpower was PIANO MAN!! (Ha ha ha...that's cute!)
So we got a theme, and I need activities, costume, games, decorations, blah blah blah...... food will be catered, so I can ignore that part.
Really looking forward for the party and we'll see how it goes!!
(I will be called "FELIX THE CAT"!! MEOW!! Watch out my "scratch"!)

My Old Friend......

Nostalgia

It's funny how time play tricks on us, when we are least expected, no aware of those people we met along the way, and they are suddenly grow up and appear right in front of your eyes. (Amazing how much they change, and how long have I lost contact, I never any good in keeping up with long distance friends.)
So, today I log on to my e-mail, and found one e-mail attach in my inbox with name I find foreign. (Who is this guy?? Kong Yong?? Who is Kong Yong? Do I know anyone by that name?) Then I clicked on it to read the content, "Kong Yong has a special message for you......" with a picture of a chinese couple attached. It's one of those site for people to link-up and chat, I never really bother much about it! (Who's there to chat?) So I stared at the picture wondering Kong Yong a boy or a girl, can't really figure it out. Well, the only way to find out is to dig in deeper, so I log on to my account and read my special message under "friendster". Kong Yong wrote in my inbox:

"Do u remember me? I'm Foo Kong Yong
Ur full name Chai Zhen Yi, right?"

Who is Foo Kong Yong?? And he (so it's a boy!) got my name spelled wrong, it's Chai Ching Yee! I look further at his profile and image gallery, (I'm gonna find out who is this guy!!) and suddenly I found a light bulb above my head! (Ding!)
HEY! I know this man! My GOSH! How long was it since we depart? 10 years? 11 years? I think it's almost 12 years! He was my school mate in high school, and we were in the same class for almost all my years in the high school. Then, we sang Auld Lang Syne, greet each other good bye and left our separate paths toward different lifes. I remember it all now, with mental picture became visualize right in front my eyes, the nostalgic moment suddenly hit its "play" button......

I was in my green and white typical high school uniform, hand carry my black color batman school bag to the school, sitting in my familiar classroom. I could almost hear the mango drop on our ceiling while teacher scribble chalks on the blackboard, and how little chit chat and passing little paper among the classmate.
Kong Yong was my good friend, he is so smart and always so hard working (I was rather lazy and unattentive in school!), and every year end his results would always makes me felt ashame of myself, for not trying harder. (But I never any good in study, I have choose another paths instead!) I remember her mum own a little cafe at the town hall, and everytime I pass by there, the picture of him studying and doing homeworks so clearly stucked in my mind. What a shame I didn't pick-up his good quality at all. (How rotten! Ha....) And of course as I expected, he continue to study and attending different schools (as listed in his profile), no doubt he would be reaching the dreams of his life.

Just then, I would love to wish my friend Kong Yong all the best in his life and found joy and success in everything he ever and will achieve! Cheers Mate!

My dearest sister

Her name is Chai Oi Chun, I usually called her Ginny. We share the same birthday on 28th December. We looks awfully alike, round belly, same hair color, same character, it's like a mirror to me. Thanks God for giving me a dear sister!

Chasing the sky....

It was nostalgia, my childhood, a field filled with green green grass.....
I was ten years old where I would spent most of my free time, in a small hill near the town. My young nieces would followed me climbing up the hill, and with card board boxes in our hands.
Right up there on the hill, we can see the whole town underneath our feet, the sky meets the ground of the earth, we were like king and queen, ruled over all the land. (I am the king of the earth!)
I flatten the card board boxes and place it on the tip of the hill, we sat on it, and rode it down the hill. Woooooosh......everything in our eyes seems blurry, we were flying above the green green grass, and winds carried us down the foothill. Muddy spots were visible on our skin and clothings, we were laughing at each other, it was pure joy & fun......
When we were tired, we rested our head on a rock & lying on the grass, the heart beat of the earth was pumping......dream away, chasing the sky right above us!

Laugh at the mirror....

Mirror, mirror on the wall
Hanging on a thread of string......

My childhood eyes
Full of wonders and fantasy
With curiosity
I carried a small bench
With my bared feet standing on it
Trying to reached the mirror hanging on the wall
In my little mind
I discovered......

I would smiled and
The mirror smiled at me

I would wave my hand and
The mirror wave at me

I would make funny faces and
The mirror copied exactly what I did

I would jumped and hopped
Funny how the man in the mirror would do the same

I tried to poke my finger through it and
The mirror poke his finger on mine

Then I laugh at the mirror so hard
He looks just like me too
I was wondering how he ever get in there......
Written by Felix Chai 11th July 2006

Growing up

The younger I

With a pair of eyes

Looking around curious

Hearing the name I

Carry all my life

Learning to walk

Trying so hard to talk

Every step that I take

Just like having a wars

With gravity

Wearing the cloths

That belongs somebody

Too big for my body

Like it or not

It's not always choice

Dropping tears

Trying to looks the same

Like everybody else

Then I realise

I learn to blame

Growing up

With that same name

Some of the lesson I learn

Not only in the classroom

But from the hurts I hide

Sometime I imagine

My life like a white paintings

Holding the brush

Trying to paint myself

I can't believe it's grey

Let go your brush , my son

Let go your hurts , my child

Lean on me

& you will see

There's colours in Me!!

Written By Felix Chai

5th Jan 2001

"Blow the candles, son......"

What a night...
I was all alone in silence, being stilled,
with Pure Cool's "My Funny Valentine" resounded in the air,
purple range display living room,
with candles flickering, allowing my mind to fly and fly away......

I remember being a kid, age 5
Shy, quiet, always lonely.
Most of the time I would,
hide inside my little shell and imagine,
observing my grown-ups,
what they do, what they said.

Ma was busied, baking,
cooking, washing, cleaning;
Pa was arranging the chairs,
welcoming peoples, smilling,
carrying me over his shoulder......

My little eyes wondering,
Pa, who were all these peoples?
Why you lit up all the tiny candles on the cake?
And I heard singing, you asked me,
"Blow the candles, son......"
"Blow it......"

I woke up,
I noticed the tears on my cheek.
Why am I crying?
Where am I?
It seems like just yesterday,
the celebration was held for me.
With my pa and ma,
and heard my pa said,
"Blow the candles, son......"
"Blow it......"
Written by Felix Chai 13th June 2006

Forever in my mind......
Love you, Pa......