Mr Elsey C. Larry

PENDAYUNG SAMPAN

Suatu hari, seorang Professor yang sedang membuat kajian tentang lautan
menumpang sebuah sampan.
Pendayung sampan itu seorang tua yang begitu
pendiam.  Professor
memang mencari pendayung sampan yang pendiam  agar tidak banyak bertanya ketika dia  sedang membuat kajian.
Dengan begitu tekun Professor itu membuat
kajian.  Diambilnya
sedikit air laut dengan tabung uji kemudian
digoyang-goyang; selepas itu dia menulis sesuatu di  dalam buku.. Berjam-jam lamanya Professor itu
membuat
kajian dengan tekun sekali. Pendayung sampan
itu  mendongak
ke langit.Berdasarkan pengalamannya dia
berkata di dalam hati, "Hmm.. Hari nak
hujan."
"OK, semua sudah siap, mari kita balik ke
darat" kata  Professor itu.    
 Pendayung
sampan itu akur dan mula  memusingkan sampannya ke arah pantai. Hanya dalam  perjalanan
pulang itu barulah Professor itu menegur  pendayung sampan.
"Kamu dah lama kerja mendayung
sampan?" Tanya  Professor itu.
"Hampir semur hidup saya.." Jawab
pendayung sampan itu  dgn ringkas.
"Seumur hidup kamu?" Tanya Professor
itu lagi. "Ya".
"Jadi kamu tak tahu perkara-perkara lain
selain dari  mendayung
 sampan?"
Tanya Professor itu.   
 Pendayung
sampan itu  hanya menggelengkan  kepalanya. Masih tidak berpuas hati, Professor itu  bertanya
lagi, "Kamu  tahu geografi?"    
 Pendayung
sampan itu menggelengkan  kepala.
"Kalau macam ni, kamu dah kehilangan 25
peratus dari  usia
kamu."
Kata Professor itu lagi, "Kamu tahu
biologi?"
Pendayung sampan itu menggelengkan kepala.
"Kasihan.  Kamu dah kehilangan  50 peratus usia kamu. Kamu tahu fizik?" Professor itu  masih
lagi bertanya.  Seperti
tadi, pendayung sampan itu hanya menggelengkan  kepala. "Kalau begini, kasihan, kamu
sudah kehilangan 75  peratus dari usia  kamu..Malang sungguh nasib kamu,
semuanya tak  tahu.Seluruh usia kamu  dihabiskan sebagai pednayung sampan." Kata Professor  itu dengan nada  mengejek dan angkuh. Pendayung sampan itu hanya  berdiam diri.
Selang beberapa minit kemudian, tiba-tiba hujan
turun.  Tiba-tiba
saja datang ombak besar. Sampan itu dilambung ombak besar dan
terbalik.Professor dan  pendayung sampan terpelanting. Sempat pula pendayung sampan itu
bertanya,    
 "Kamu
tahu berenang?"
Professor itu menggelengkan kepala.
"Kalau macam ini, kamu dah kehilangan 100
peratus nyawa  kamu."
Kata pendayung sampan itu sambil   berenang
 menuju
ke pantai.

Morale of the Story:

Dalam hidup ini IQ yang tinggi belum tentu boleh  menjamin kehidupan. Tak
guna kita pandai dan tahu banyak perkara jika tak  tahu
perkara-perkara penting dalam hidup. Adakalanya  orang yang kita sangka
bodoh itu rupanya lebih berjaya  dari kita. Dia mungkin
bodoh  dalam bidang yang tidak  ada kena mengena dengan
kerjayanya, tetapi "MASTER"  dalam bidang yang
diceburi.  Hidup
ini singkat. Jadi, tanyalah pada diri sendiri,untuk apakah ilmu yg dikumpulkan
jika bukan utk   digunakan dan boleh digunakan?

  Hikmat Inspirasi:
Kepuasan itu
terletak pada usaha bukannya pada pencapaian.  Usaha sempurna adalah kemenangan..

Health - Important Tips

Answer
the phone by LEFTear
Do not drink coffee TWICEa
day
Do
not take pills with COOL water
Do
not have ! HUGEmeals
after 5pm
Reduce
the amount of TEA you consume
Reduce the amount of OILY food you consume
Drink more WATERin the morning, less
at night
Keep your distance from
hand phone CHARGERS 
Do not use
headphones/earphone for LONG period of time
Best sleeping time is from 10pmat night to 6amin the morning
Do
not lie down immediately after taking medicine before sleeping
When battery is down to the LASTgrid/bar, do not
answer the phone as the radiation is 1000 times

Hi…
Hmmm…. even i know, not much people will read blogs, but i still post something here, hoping someone will read it.. Heee…. Heee… Heee… So, hopeless..

Hmmm…. Today 20.Macrh.2008,10.32pm, one more week to MY BIRTHDAY. Haa…Haaa… Haaa…. Feel so old already? How old am i? Hmmm.. Let don’t discuss about it…

I just want to share something that i learnt  today.. Even though this thing didn’t happen to me, but i would like to draw all of u attention that;

- no matter how busy we are, we should try to help somebody who need our help, especially those who still need to learn about new things. Sometimes this kind of people really need our attention.

- kita juga hendaklah sentiasa bersedia untuk membantu mereka yg memerlukan pertolongan kita terutama tentang perkara yang kita sudah mahir. Walau sibuk sekali pun kita, walau apa pun yg kita tgh lakukan, kena la cuba utk luangkan masa untuk membantu mereka yg memerlukan bantuan kita. Jangan la kita leka dengan dunia kita sendiri, kerana akan tiba masanya kita akan memerlukan bantuan orang lain. Walau pun kita sentiasa merasakan kita tak memerlukan sesiapa, tetapi akan tiba masanya kita juga akan mengalami kesusahan seperti orang lain..
Kita…..

Fly With Dream By Leon Lai Ft
Kelly Chen OST An Empress And The Warrior.

Loneliness is mine to share…

But your suffering is hard to bear

Make your fate yours to decide and declare

Lay down your worries and despair

I don’t want to carry my pain, my past, my destiny

What others think of me

It’s there for others to see

Let’s embrace the madness of youth and flee

C/O:

Embrace forever, kiss for eternity

Forget worldly trouble and be free

(Heaven on earth is the place to be)

Where mountains, rivers and rare beauty spring

(Heaven on earth is the place to be)

Who knows what tomorrow will bring?

Fly me sky high, away from the fray

Give me a taste, lead me astray

Let the winds carry your sorrows away

A lifetime in each second of play

No turning back once we fly away

Our castle in the sky is where love holds sway

Far from the cares today

A chance of a lifetime to dare and defy

You give me the reasons why

I have no fear, I will not surrender

We’re birds of a feather, let’s fly together

The world in disarray cannot compare…

To the power of love that we share

C/O

That no one can deny…

“ Don’t walk in front of me, I may not follow. Don’t walk
behind me, I may not lead. Just walk beside me and be my friend.” – Albert Camus
1913-1960..

“To know oneself, one should assert oneself. Psychology is
action, not thinking about oneself. We continue to shape our personality all
our life. If we knew ourselves perfectly we should die”. – Albert Camus
1913-1960…

“Psychology is a science, and teaching is an art: and
sciences never generate arts directly out of themselves. An intermediary
inventive mind must take the application, by using its originality”. – William James
1900..

Hi…..
Its me again….
Hmm.. Actully, today i been to Cinema together with fren and also my lecturer… We being watching a movie called "The Mist". Very inte
resting story actually, its just the ending.. I dont really like the way the di director end up the movie, whereby the hero have to kill all the person that following him in the car and the hero also will commit suicide… For more detail, u may read the synopsis down here, a got it from wikipedia.com….

The Mist (also known as Stephen King’s The Mist), is a 2007 American Horror Film based on the 1980 novella The Mist by Stephen King film is written and directed by  Frank Darabont, who had previously adapted Stephen King’s work and had been interested in adapting The Mist for the big screen since the 1980s. With an ensemble cast including Thomas Jane, Marcia Gay Hayden, Toby Jones & Andre Braugher, Darabont began filming The Mist in Shreveport, Louisiana in February 2007. The director revised the ending of the film to be
darker than the novella’s ending, a change to which Stephen King was
amicable. Unique creature designs were also sought to differ from
creatures in past films. The Mist was commercially released in the United States and Canada on November 21, 2007 to mixed reviews

Following a violent thunderstorm, a small town community comes under
vicious attack from creatures prowling in a thick and unnatural mist.
Local rumors point to an experiment called “The Arrowhead Project”
conducted at a nearby top-secret military base, but questions as to the
origins of the deadly vapor are secondary to the group’s overall
chances for survival. Retreating to a local supermarket, the survivors
must face-off against each other before taking a united stand against
an enemy they cannot even see.

Commercial artist David Drayton
and his wife Stephanie witness the advance of an
unusual mist from across the lake bordering their property. More
immediately concerned with cleaning up in the aftermath of the storm,
David and neighbor Brent Norton with David’s five-year-old son Billy to the local grocery store, which like the rest of the community was
left without power. While at the store, an increasing amount of police
activity in the streets draws the attention of the patrons, culminating
with running to the store with a bloody nose warning of something dangerous
in the oncoming mist. Seeing the mist roll over the parking lot and
hearing the scream of a man caught outside, the store patrons heed
Miller’s advice and seal themselves within the store, which is soon
shaken by a vicious earthquack.
With visibility reduced to near-zero outside and uncertainty
surrounding the fate of the man heard screaming before, a siege
mentality takes hold. A mother of two (Melissa Suzanne McBride) is
unable to convince anyone to escort her home to her children (whom she
left alone), and she departs into the mist outside by herself.

As confusion sets in, the deeply religious Mrs. Carmody suspects the onset of as others search for a different answer. While trying to find a blanket
for his son, David hears something banging on the door of the loading
dock. Unable to convince local mechanics Myron and Jim of what he witnessed, they and bag-boy Norm open the loading-bay door against David’s strong advice, in attempts to
repair the ailing generator. A set of otherworldly tentacles lined with
claws grip Norm, dragging him away before the loading-bay door is
closed again. Now certain of the deadly properties of the mist and
aware of the imminent danger it poses to everyone in the store, David
and assistant manager Ollie Weeks try and fail to convince Norton and other skeptical patrons not to go
outside. Tying a clothesline around the waist of a man who agrees to
retrieve a shotgun from Cornell’s car, the rest of the
store’s patrons are convinced when Norton and his followers are killed
before walking three hundred feet from the front door. Only the bottom
half of the man is recovered.

The patrons prepare to defend themselves by making torches. New
creatures appear from the mist at nightfall; enormous flying insects
and pterodacyltlike
animals which pluck them off of the store windows, eventually breaking
one of them and allowing the creatures in. Two people die in the
ensuing attack, leaving another badly burned. Carmody begins gaining
followers in the extreme belief that the world is ending and a human sacrifice is needed to clear away the mist. After Amanda Dumfries,
who has been looking after Billy, discovers a friend who committed
suicide by overdose, Billy makes his father promise that he will not
let the monsters catch him. Aware of the growing danger Carmody poses
to the group, David turns to thoughts of escape. To test the idea of
safely reaching his car, he and a group of volunteers try to retrieve
medical supplies for the burn victim from the pharmacy next door, but
are attacked by spider-like creatures which claim the lives of three of
the volunteers. Seeing the failed expedition, Carmody’s following grows
even stronger with a visibly shaken Jim becoming one of her most vocal
followers.

Billy, who had begged his father in vain not to go out leaving him
behind, makes him promise that from now on they will stay together.
With the discovery that two soldiers from the Arrowhead Project
committed suicide during the expedition’s absence, the remaining
soldier reveals that the project (which was an experiment into the existence of other was the origin of the mist. At the hands of Carmody’s followers, the
soldier is stabbed several times and thrown outside, where he is
quickly killed by an enormous, lobster-like creature. Preparing to
quietly leave, David and his group are intercepted by Mrs. Carmody, who
insists that Billy is to be sacrificed. Carmody is shot twice and
killed by Ollie Weeks, and the group proceeds unhindered out the front
door. Ollie reaches David’s car and opens both doors, but then is
killed and taken away by the lobster monster. Myron and Cornell are
killed by the spider creatures. Amanda, David, Billy, Dan, and Irene make it to the car. Manager Bud Brown is unable to find the car and runs back into the store.

Driving through the mist, David returns home to find his wife has
fallen victim to the spider-like creatures. Heartbroken, he drives the
group south, witnessing the destruction left in the wake of the mist
and encountering a six-legged beast many times the size of a blue
whale. Eventually they run out of gas without finding any other
survivors. While Billy is sleeping, the four adults, surrendering to
their fate, silently agree that there is no point in going further.
With four bullets left in the gun and five people in the car, David
shoots Amanda, Dan, Irene, and his son, Billy, to save them from death
at the hands of the creatures. Wailing, he attempts to shoot himself
with the now-empty gun before exiting the vehicle to let the creatures
in the mist take him. He hears sounds like a creature moving toward
him, but after a few moments a military tank drives by, followed by a large company of National Guards men with flamethrowers clearing away the mist and burning the creatures
within it. Several trucks filled with survivors are part of the convoy,
among them the mother whom nobody from the store would escort. David
falls to his knees screaming as a pair of soldiers look at him in
confusion. He had been driving away from help the entire time.

The Daffodil Principle

Several times my daughter had telephoned to say, "Mother, you must come
to see the daffodils before they are over.” I wanted to go, but it was a
two-hour drive from Laguna to Lake Arrowhead. "I will come next
Tuesday", I promised a little reluctantly on her third call.

Next Tuesday dawned cold and rainy. Still, I had promised, and reluctantly I
drove there. When I finally walked into Carolyn’s house, I was welcomed by the
joyful sounds of happy children. I delightedly hugged and greeted my
grandchildren.

"Forget the daffodils, Carolyn!  The road is invisible in these
clouds and fog, and there is nothing in the world except you and these children
that I want to see badly enough to drive another inch!"

My daughter smiled calmly and said, " We drive in this all the time,
Mother." 

"W ell, you won’t get me back on the road until it clears, and then I’m
heading for home!" I assured her.

"But first we’re going to see the daffodils. It’s just a few blocks,"
Carolyn said. "I’ll drive. I’m used to this."   

"Carolyn," I said sternly, "Please turn around."

"It’s all right, Mother, I promise. You will never forgive yourself if you
miss this experience."

After about twenty minutes, we turned onto a small gravel road and I saw a
small church. On the far side of the church, I saw a hand lettered sign with an
arrow that read, "Daffodil Garden." W e got out of the car, each
took a child’s hand, and I followed Carolyn down the path. Then, as we turned a
corner, I looked up and gasped. Before me lay the most glorious sight.

 
It looked as though someone had taken a great vat of gold and poured it over
the mountain peak and its surrounding slopes. The flowers were planted in
majestic, swirling patterns, great ribbons and swaths of deep orange, creamy
white, lemon yellow, salmon pink, saffron and  butter yellow. Each different-colored
variety was planted in large groups so that it swirled and flowed like its own
river with its own unique hue. There were five acres of flowers.

"Who did this?" I asked Carolyn.   

"Just one woman," Carolyn answered. "She lives on the property.
That’s her home." Carolyn pointed to a well-kept A-frame house, small and
modestly sitting in the midst of all that glory. W e walked up to the house.

On the patio, we saw a poster. "Answers to the Questions I Know You Are
Asking", was the headline. The first answer was a simple one.
"50,000 bulbs," it read. The second answer was, "One at a
time, by one woman. Two hands, two feet, and one brain."  The third
answer was, "Began in 1958."

For me, that moment was a life-changing experience. I thought of this woman
whom I had never met, who, more than forty years before, had begun, one bulb at
a time, to bring her vision of beauty and joy to an obscure mountaintop.
Planting one bulb at a time, year after year, this unknown woman had forever
changed the world in which she lived.

One day at a time, she had created something of
extraordinary magnificence, beauty, and inspiration. The principle her daffodil
garden taught is one of the greatest principles of celebration.

That is, learning to move toward our goals and desires one step at a time,
often just one baby-step at a time and learning to love the doing, learning to
use the accumulation of time. When we multiply tiny pieces of time with small
increments of daily effort, we too will find we can accomplish magnificent
things. We can change the world …

"It makes me sad in a way," I admitted to Carolyn. " What might
I have accomplished if I had thought of a wonderful goal thirty five or forty
years ago and had worked away at it ‘one bulb at a time’ through all those
years? "Just think what I might have been able to achieve!"

My daughter summed up the message of the day in her usual direct way.
"Start tomorrow," she said.

She was right. It’s so pointless to think of the lost hours of yesterdays. The
way to make learning a lesson of celebration instead of a cause for regret is
to only ask, "How can I put this to use today?"

Use the Daffodil Principle. Stop waiting…..
Until your car or home is paid off
Until you get a new car or home
Until your kids leave the house
Until you go back to school
Until you finish school
Until you clean the house
Until you organize the garage
Until you clean off your desk
Until you lose 10 lbs.
Until you gain 10 lbs.
Until you get married
Until you get a divorce
Until you have kids
Until the kids go to school
Until you retire
Until summer
Until spring
Until winter
Until fall
Until you die…

There is no better time than right now to be happy.  Happiness is a
journey, not a destination. So work like you don’t need money. Love like you’ve
never been hurt, and dance like no one’s watching.  If you want to brighten someone’s
day, pass this on to someone special.  I just did! Wishing you a
beautiful, daffodil day!
Don’t be afraid that your life will end, be afraid that it will never begin.

LOVE
starts with a SMILE ,
grows with a KISS
, and ends with a TEAR.

LOVE
is when you can’t hate, no matter how much wrong is done to you. 

If
you can love BEYOND
all hurt and pain, then it’s LOVE.

DON’T
cry over anyone who won’t cry over you.

Good
FRIENDS are hard to find, harder to
leave, and impossible to forget.

You
can only go as far as you push.

ACTIONS
speak louder than words.

The HARDEST thing to do is watch the one
you love, love somebody else.

DON’T
let the past hold you back, you’re missing the good stuff.

LIFE’S SHORT, If you don’t look around once in a while you
might miss it.

A BEST FRIEND is like a four leaf clover, HARD
TO FIND and LUCKY
TO HAVE.

Some
people make the world SPECIAL just by being in it.

BEST FRIENDS are the siblings God forgot to give us.

When
it HURTS to look back, and you’re SCARED to look ahead, you can look
beside you and your BEST FRIEND will be there.

TRUE FRIENDSHIP  

"NEVER" ENDS.

Friends
are FOREVER.

Good
friends are like STARS, You don’t always see them, but you know they
are ALWAYS
THERE.

DON’T
frown. You never know who is falling in
love with your smile.

What
do you do when the only person who can make you stop crying is the person who
made you cry?

Nobody
is perfect until you fall in love with them. Everything is okay in the end.  If it’s not okay, then it’s not the end.

Most
people walk in and out of your life, but only FRIENDS leave footprints in your
heart.

REMEMBER,

Life
is a journey, not a destination. So work like you don’t need money,

lovelike
you’ve never been hurt, and dance like no one’s watching.

How
To Dance In The Rain

 It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an
elderly gentleman in his 80’s,arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb.
He said he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 am. I took his
vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be
over an hour before someone would be able to see him. I saw him looking at his
watch, and decided, since I was not busy with another patient, I would evaluate
his wound.

On exam, it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got the needed
supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound.
While taking care of his wound, I asked him if he had another doctor’s
appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry.
The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat
breakfast with his wife.

I inquired as to her health; he told me that she had been there for a while and
that she was a victim of Alzheimer’s Disease.
As we talked, I asked if she would be upset if he was a bit late. He replied
that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not
recognized him in five years now. I was surprised, and asked him, ‘And you
still go every morning, even though she doesn’t know who you are’?
He smiled as he patted my hand and said, ‘She doesn’t know me, but I still know
who she is’.
I had to hold back tears as he left; I had goose bumps on my arm, and thought,
‘That is the kind of love I want in my life’.

True love is neither physical, nor romantic. True love is an acceptance of all
that is, has been, will be, and will not be.
With all the jokes and fun that are in e-mails, sometimes there is one that
comes along that has an important message.

This one I thought I could share with you.

The happiest people don’t necessarily have the best of
everything; they just make the best of everything they have.
I hope you share this with someone you care about. I just did.

‘ Life isn’t about how to survive the storm, But how to dance in the rain ‘

Hi…..

This is one of the best movies that i ever watch… Because, this movies is the only was film using a videa camera. The camera that they used to filming this movies is Sony CineAlta F23 high-definition video camera.. The person who filming this movies is Micheal Bonvillain. This film cost US$25 million.

Even though this film was filmed entirely on hand-held video camera and shaky, and many people complaint of nausea and dizziness while watching this movies, but its still look nice to watch.. This is because the Director Matt Reeves maybe want to make this movies from other perspective instead of using the most branded camera.

Most people comment about this movies the cheapo handheld consumer camera. But as for me, i dont really care what kind of camera that they used, how they produce, but the most important the approaches that being used by the director.

So, for those movies lovers, i also recommend u people to watch it..  I really admired the daringness of this movies…