December 31, 2010

Dr. Seuss: The King's Stilts

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The King's Stilts by Dr. Seuss is a story about King Birtram and his red, tall and flashing stilts.

He is a very hardworking King in the Kingdom of Binn. He works from 5 in the morning until 5 in the afternoon. Funny that even when he is taking a shower and having breakfast, he uses his right hand to sign a pile of papers with the help of Eric, his page boy, and Lord Droon.

The Kingdom of Binn is below the sea level. As described in the book: The kingdom was a low one; the sea was a high one; and only Dike Trees kept the sea from pouring in. Nizzards are everywhere. They bite the trees' roots so the sea water can flow but King Birtram has five hundred Patrol Cats assigned in the morning and another five hundred Patrol Cats assigned in the evening to guard the Dike Trees and kill the Nizzards.

Lord Droon is jealous of King Birtram. He doesn't like watching him playing with his stilts after a day's work. So he made a way to throw his stilt. Good thing Eric is a prudent page boy to King Birtram. He saved the King from being sad as well as the Kingdom from being drowned by sea water.

And the story ends with Eric having given a red, tall and flashy stilts just like King Birtram. From then on, every after the King's work, they play with their stilts together.

And when they play they really PLAYED. And when the work they really WORKED.

December 30, 2010

The Book Thief

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It all started with Liesl Meminger's first stolen book entitled The Gravedigger’s Handbook. Obviously, it was owned by the gravediggers during her younger brother's funeral. That book was one of the stolen books that saved her life.

Liesel was sent to live with the Hubermanns, her foster parents, who lived on Himmel Street in Molching. Himmel means Heaven. Hans Hubermann, whom she calls papa, taught her how to read and write. Every night when Liesel woke up screaming from her nightmares, Hans sat with her and they read The Gravedigger’s Handbook. Rosa Hubermann, whom she calls mama, often calls her saukerl/saumenchbut those words are not too harsh for Liesl.

It is also the story of Max Vandenburg, a Jewish, who turns up one day on their doorsteps and change their lives more than anyone could have imagine. The story was set in Germany on 1943 so you should have known that keeping Jews inside German's homes is illegal and is punishable.

It is also the story of Rudy Steiner, Liesel’s neighbour on Himmel street and her best friend. He likes Liesl so much that whenever she asks for a favor or whenever he does things for the girl, he asks a kiss from her. But Liesl doesn't want to kiss him at all. He is Liesl's partner in crime (e.i. stealing books from mayor's wife's library).

In this book, thievery is considered an art and writing is comprised of happiness and sadness.
"I have hated the words, and I have loved them" - The Book Thief, last line.

December 24, 2010

A Message For Papa

The truth is I can't forget the night when you and I talked about camping 10 years ago. It was 8 in the evening, we gathered dried leaves in our garden, put it on fire and you sat on a hammock and I sat adjacent to you facing the bonfire.

The truth is I miss making hot coffee for you early in the morning while you're having a conversation with a friend. Also, the day I gave you a cup which says: "You're my number one super hero!"

The truth is I have always loved giving you a massage before we go to sleep.

The truth is I never liked escorting you to the hospital but I always make sure not to show you my tears whenever I talk to you. Just so you wouldn't feel sad.

The truth is I always cry whenever I visit you in the hospital because I never wanted to see you weak.

The truth is I didn't visit you when you were in ICU because I don't want to see those freaking machines attached to your body.

The truth is I visited you on your last day. I could've said words like " I love you, Papa" but my tears flowed down my cheeks so I never get to open my mouth to say those words. You were sleeping. I was crying.

When I arrived home, Mama and everyone were crying.

I asked why. They said you are gone.

You passed away minutes after I left the hospital.

The truth is I didn't cry the moment they told me that.

I was thinking of a lot of things and didn't know what's going on.

What will happen next?

The truth is I never cried during your funeral.

Not a single tear and I don't even know why.

Maybe because I wanted to be strong for Mama.

I was young back then.

Now...

I cry every night.

Because I miss you.

I miss you, Papa!

Though I wasn't able to say those words to you, Papa, you already know how much I love you. You're still my super hero! Be happy with mama and tell her I missed her, too! See you soon! As soon as I'm finished with all my dreams! Guide me always, I know you two are there! :)

December 22, 2010

Babu Santa



Went to Babu Santa with friends last week. We had no idea how it looked like in reality because none of us have been there. All we know is that it has no electricity, no water, no electricity and no electricity.


It was my idea to go there since I am the kind of person who wants to go to undeveloped beaches because I think it is much more fun compared to commercialized ones.


I read that this beach is a diving spot so we were very excited (two of us even brought semi-professional snorkeling kit) but we didn't see anything underwater except for star fishes, sea urchins and rocks. Turns out that the spot is just a small distance away from the beach. Professional divers stop over here to eat and leave their things. It was very peaceful nonetheless. Perfect for hanging out with close friends.













 The moon was so bright that night.  Good vibes! We all got wasted: drunk, or not. Everyone were sleeping inside the tents, except for some who chose to sleep outside.  Creamie, Cholo and I chose to sleep in the sea shore. 


Babu Santa is definitely one of the best! If you are planning to do some activities here don't forget to bring extra money for Scuba Diving! :D
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