My mind stuck with that poem.

First time I read this poem when I entered the staff lounge at mixed ward.
It reminds me my parents. How I miss them so much.
I can see that, my parents are practicing this, even my uncle, my aunties and my grandparents too.
that's the reason i closed with my families.


If I Had My Child to Raise Over Again

If I had my child to raise all over again,
I'd finger-paint more, and point the fingers less.
I would do less correcting and more connecting.
I'd take my eyes off my watch, and watch with my eyes.
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I would care to know less and know to care more.
I'd take more hikes and fly more kites.
I'd stop playing serious, and seriously play.
I would run through more fields and gaze at more stars.
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I'd do more hugging and less tugging.
I'd build self-esteem first, and the house later.
I would be firm less often, and affirm much more.
I'd teach less about the love of power, And more about the power of love.

By Diane Loomans

Late Entry -i mean it-

Thanks Allah that I found u!
Happy friendship day (1st august 2009)
I gave my trust on you although I don’t spent so much time with you.
and I get your honesty.
A good friend will never ever looking down at her own friend.
2 o’clock in the morning I wish I could sleep but you in my head like a song on the radio.
All our memories kept playing in my mind.
It’s been so long we leave it and how I miss it so much.
A good friend who tells me what I should or shouldn’t do.
I appreciate it!
When I start to questioning she has the answer and reassures me.
Thanks my friend.
Happy friendship day