1st tutorial on Small World Play

Learning never ceases unless the 'human being' decides to stop. I did not know exactly that I'm in for CPPD'09 after CPPD'07. I am more 'Kuai-kuai' this time, trying to prepare myself and seemed to have lost touch of IT. Learning about elagg was a struggle initially. Setting up the blog again and was grateful to have Alex taking me through. What to do...sometimes 'ah-e' is a bit slow la. He actually has to put his pc with the page infront of the web-cam. This is called real-time learning i think.

I managed to get the blogs of the team linked up and also their follower too. Tried working around elagg too. Oops the line dropped and teacher did not get link up. So a few of us practise our 'chit-chat' skills on skype. That reminded me of CPPD'07 when we were divided into 2 groups; being the counselor and client having a chat-counseling session. It was great fun; with both parties responding to one another and when the client became 'challenging' the counselor was trapped with no words coming out.... it also shot our adrenalin up during the session.
I wonder Alex will want to test us out again... It was fun at one moment i just paused and watch the 4 'pens' moving on the skype page and see who comes in first.
Technology advances, man ......... (care to add in a word for me?)

Oops ...picture showed the economy of Penang.... (rec thr' email) . What is happening aah?

“I Dreamed A Dream”

It was an inspiring moment from Susan Boyle to 60 millions people around the world who watched you-tube. Amanda one of the judges said: 'How could we have missed her all these years?" Even before she sang the song, the perception from the audience were otherwise. How many times in our lives that Perceptions and misjudgment often falls on people...

The lyrics of the song:
I dreamed a dream in time gone by, When hope was high and life, worth living. I dreamed that love would never die,
I dreamed that God would be forgiving. Then I was young and unafraid, And dreams were made and used and wasted.
There was no ransom to be paid, No song unsung, no wine, untasted.
But the tigers come at night, With their voices soft as thunder,
As they tear your hope apart, And they turn your dream to shame.
He slept a summer by my side, He filled my days with endless wonder...
He took my childhood in his stride, But he was gone when autumn came!
And still I dream he'll come to me, That we will live the years together,
But there are dreams that cannot be, And there are storms we cannot weather!

I had a dream my life would be... So different from this hell I'm living,
So different now from what it seemed...
Now life has killed the dream I dreamed...

Currently the team from BOLD is running a 24 sessions workshop: HOPE is a waking Dream...in Disted College since April 18 - June14'09. The logo of DreamAdream was done by Yasu, he actually combined a picture of a little girl that Aida gave him and a drawing done by me. Seemed like a child descending down and saying goodbye or wanting to go into the rainbow circle? Its the same picture on my profile icon. Yasu erased the black background away.
Read the last line of the song I dreamed a dream : Now life has killed the dream I dreamed.... how does one puts Hope back to the waking dream? Currently the team of DAD is moving into stage3 of the workshop comprising of 22 children from special needs, children homes and mainstream.


Sharing an art piece drawn by 4 chidren in DreamAdream, title: The thirsty turtles. The journey of 4 turtles leaving the dirty pond insearch of survival.... However the colourful fish can't leave at all and seemed to have built the resiliency in this dirty pond. or rather it does not has the choice. The 4 turtles journeyed through an angry forest to reach a beach, lay eggs and moved into the sea.. far right.
This particular piece of drawing resonate in me too... am I also one of the thirsty turtles in this journey with them? The children gave the title to their art piece.
*Note the angry forest with sharp teeth trees. You are welcome to make your story...

its good to be back....

My last entry was Dec 12 2007...how time flies and now I m back to CPPD'09. Everything seemed lost for a while and finally the last piece of jigsaw fitted in. Thanks Alex for your time this morning. I tried to piece everything back in time for the first tutorial session tomorrow night. I have been reading others' blog and now m writing my own, the road seems familiar again. The 5 wooden figures were actually erasers on the base. I had them when I was 7 years old bought by my late mum. We used to play with it when young.... and I found them in a special box last week. What makes me picked 5 of them, are they representing children reminding not to go to the dark side?

Small world play, the first module I attended in Disted college on May 17'09. I did not manage to create a small world during the session but did it at home. I played around with the creation. reflected on the feeling each time I changed. It was a necklace of red seeds (I bought from little India for rm2- sometime back when Sue n myself were in little India last Nov'08 looking at drums). There were 2 shells and 3 pergaga leaves that I pluck from the garden and parts of the stem.

The title: Changes...impermanence... The 3 pergaga leaves had dried up, the fresh green color faded and the texture wrinkled. The shells sat on them a week ago, now they are upside down and the necklace of red seeds in a clump on my work table. The initial motif was a journey, with uphill-downhill and ending up in a circle: wholeness --- "where is the end and the beginning?" There were 87 seeds strung together. I counted 3 times. It ended with a single digit number of:6 (8+7=15). So in Hokkien 6 =LUCK! I really need the good luck. What does it really means when there is no end and no begining ... the journey goes on round n round?

welcome to cittas