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focus too long on the computer screen. Would be out of action for a while as not to stress too much but hopefully can steal some time blog hopping and littering ma peels.&amp;nbsp;Not too sure whether the focusing caused the splitting headaches or the CNY heat. Will need to get a new set of spectacle lens once the red eye is fully recover to go full swing again.&lt;a href="http: smileys.php"="" title="Smiley" www.freesmileys.org=""&gt;&lt;img alt="Smiley" border="0" src="http://www.freesmileys.org/smileys/smiley-cool14.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a href="http:&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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In all honesty, I swear by the moon and the stars in the sky and I swear like the shadow that's by your side, I claim ma innocence that the RED eye was due to allergy and not caused by peeping at gorgeous girls and certainly not 眼紅*yǎn hóng* [eye* red] ie green* with envy that you guys reaped heap$ and ton$ of $$$ from gambling during CNY or receiving fat bonuses. [Aiyayo quite confusing here, who's is color blind?. For jealousy the Chinese uses '*Red' but in English its '*Green']. No wild thoughts pleaze...hehehe ~;).&lt;br /&gt;
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Addendum: Thanks to &lt;a href="http://daydayisgoodday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Casendra&lt;/a&gt; for shedding some light on the inverted 福*fú* as *dào* is a homophone word for either 倒*dào*[invert] or 到*dào*[arrive]. Thus for fortune 福*fú* to arrive which is 福到 *fú dào* the inverted  福*fú* represents a combination of invert/arrive.&lt;br /&gt;
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a--o,a--o e, a se di, a se do, a se da g3 di g3 do, a se di, a se da g3 do, a--[a yi ya yi yo,] a se di g3 [dai, da g3 dai, da g3 dai, da g3 da g3 di g3 dai, da g3 dai, da g3 do,][..] Not possible? A Yi Ya Yi Yo some are not completely convinced? Bananaz Beleaf It Or Not..Have a go..click on the video clip for the Oohs and Aahs. The lyrics doesn’t mean a thing only “嗯、哦、唉、哟……”. Basically this song tries to mimic by showing faces of a happy person, sad, anger and so on. She is sensational and delivers it superbly. &lt;br /&gt;
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Imagine a song without lyrics could win her the Best Singing Award of European World Music Awards in 2009. It became a hit on December 1, 2010 during a Grammy Award presentation and remained as the Grammy's best music for three weeks and the song name is 忐忑 pinyin:*tǎntè* meaning "Disturbed or Uneasy". She is a Chinese folk music soprano singer who hails from Guizhou Province. Her name is &lt;a href="http://www.gonglinna.com/"&gt;Gong Linna&lt;/a&gt; 龚琳娜, born in Guiyang in 1975, who won the Best Female Singer at China Central Television National Young Singer TV Grand Prix in 2000. It was in 2010 where hundreds of thousands of netizens watched her video clip singing 忐忑*tǎntè* that took China by storm.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;呀~屙 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;呀~哦er&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;牙線丁牙細東 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;牙細達街跌格洞&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;牙細D 牙細達街凍&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;呀~屙&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;呀~哦er&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;牙細丁 牙細東&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;牙細達街跌格洞&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;牙細D 牙細達街凍&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;呀呀呀呀呀呀&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;哎也唷 哎也唷 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;牙細跌格底 牙架底 牙架底&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;達架底架跌架底&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;達架底 達架董&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;底 達架底 達架底&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;達架底架跌架底&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;達架底 達架董 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;哎依也依唷&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Cutest little 6 year old Chinese girl - on China's Got Talent with her 忐忑 pinyin:*tǎntè*. The pretty judge asked her why she chose a song without lyrics. Little girl replied saying there is except they are 亂七八糟 *luàn qī bā zāo* 'everything in disorder'. Sorry Bananaz not able to translate the full conversation but judging by the faces of laughter with tears you shall get the message, coz actions speak louder than words. Kindly standby your tissue paper after you ROTFL *roll on the floor laughing* when your heart is perturbed.&lt;br /&gt;
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Recently a nagging email which appeared few years ago re-surfaced again and hope this entry may shed some light and may save lives. Please do not follow the tactic below and put a stop in forwarding, it's a &lt;b&gt;HOAX&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Subject: ATM Pin Number reversal tactic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you should ever be forced by a robber to withdraw money from an ATM&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;machine, you can notify the police by entering your PIN in reverse.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;For example, if your pin number is 1234, then you would put in 4321. The&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;ATM system recognizes that your PIN number is backwards from the ATM card y&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;ou placed in the machine. The machine will still give you the money you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;requested, but unknown to the robber, the police will be immediately&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;dispatched to the location. [...].&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Bananaz have checked with a banker friend whose answer is self explanatory.. "If you key-in your pin numbers wrongly for three times, your ATM card will be 'eaten' by the machine. So what is the difference if you key-in your pin number in reverse". Kindly check it out with snoopes.com as they have confirmed its FALSE in their title "&lt;a href="http://www.snopes.com/business/bank/pinalert.asp"&gt;PINned Hopes&lt;/a&gt;". The system was patented in 1998 but nothing came of it as it was not viable. Totally agree with this quote by Chuck Stones of the Kansas Bankers Association in 2004 ~ "I'm not sure anyone here could remember their PIN numbers backward with a gun to their head". Another alternative website for checking on hoax is &lt;a href="http://truthorfiction.com/"&gt;truthorfiction.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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On a brighter side let's relax, have some fun with this cute ATM machine. Credit goes to the original artist for the great sense of humor. Wonder any bank may wish to buy this brilliant idea to generate more transactions. Anyway guys.. dream on!! (If you have a challenge with the wordings pleaze press 'Ctrl' &amp;amp; '+').&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;塞翁失馬;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;焉知非福&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;pinyin:*&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;SàiWēng shī mǎ; &amp;nbsp;yān zhī fēi fú&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;*&amp;nbsp;Sài Wēng lost his horse, is it [mis]fortune? (Idiom)&lt;br /&gt;
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There is this old man called SàiWēng 塞翁, staying at the border of the northern frontier of China, who raised horses for a living. Out of the unexpected his prized horse ran away into the nearby mountains. On hearing this bad news, the neighbours came to offer moral support to comfort him. He surprised them by not getting upset at all and said "Perhaps this may turn out to be a good thing". Sure enough a few days later his prized horse return with a wild stallion. Again news spread to the whole village with the neighbours congratulating him. This time  SàiWēng replied "Perhaps this may not be such good luck after all" which puzzled the neighbours even more. The very next day his only son was eager to ride on the wild stallion. Unfortunately he was thrown off the horse, hurled a few feet into mid air. That bad landing cost him dearly who suffered a broken leg and restricted his mobility probably for months to recover. The friendly neighbours came again to console  SàiWēng, who wisely responded "Perhaps this may turn out to be a good thing". Sure enough few weeks later a warlord came to town enlisting young able men for battle. A blessing in disguise for  SàiWēng's son who was of no use to the army with an injured leg. Almost all the young soldiers who fought in the battle field walked the road of no return as chances of survival are slim.&lt;br /&gt;
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Moral of the story: Life is full of changes and challenges. One has to learn to face and accept losses and not to over react to misfortunes and the same not to be overjoyed by gains or successes. Things happen for a reason.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It is not often we are as fit as a fiddle or facing shortfalls meeting our target. 人無千日好, 花無百日紅 *&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pinyin: rén wú qiān rì hǎo, huā wú bǎi rì hóng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;* literally. people no 1000 days good (healthy), flowers no hundred days red. Which means humans do fall sick once in a while within 1000 days and flowers shall not bloom forever over hundred days. Good and bad times do not last long forever. Hope for the best and prepare for the worst ~:~ 明天會更好 @ ~:~ &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;míngtiān huì gènghǎo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;:: tomorrow will be a better day.&lt;br /&gt;
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Happy is the man who can endure the highest and lowest fortune. He who has endured such vicissitudes with equanimity has deprived misfortune of its power. ~ Seneca&lt;br /&gt;
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Today is Christmas Day, it coincides with the first day of the Chinese 12th Lunar Month. In 7 days from now we shall be ushering in the New Year 2012 and in a month's time to welcome the 1st day of the 1st Lunar Month in the Year of the Dragon 龍 on 23 Jan 2012. It is the ideal time for giving and receiving with rejoice. Weeweechu a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year Two Jilo One Two!&lt;br /&gt;
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O Holy Night ~ by Rhema Marvanne, an amazing 7 year old girl singer..whoa her sweet voice just blows me away.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;center&gt;O holy night!&lt;br /&gt;
The stars are brightly shining&lt;br /&gt;
It is the night&lt;br /&gt;
Of the dear Savior's birth!&lt;br /&gt;
Long lay the world in sin and error pining&lt;br /&gt;
Till He appeared and the soul felt His worth&lt;br /&gt;
A thrill of hope&lt;br /&gt;
The weary world rejoices&lt;br /&gt;
For yonder breaks&lt;br /&gt;
A new and glorious morn!&lt;br /&gt;
Fall on your knees&lt;br /&gt;
Oh hear the angel voices&lt;br /&gt;
Oh night divine&lt;br /&gt;
Oh night when Christ was born&lt;br /&gt;
Oh night divine, oh night, oh night divine&lt;br /&gt;
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Chains shall He break&lt;br /&gt;
For the slave is our brother&lt;br /&gt;
And in His name all oppression shall cease&lt;br /&gt;
Sweet hymns of joy&lt;br /&gt;
In grateful chorus raise we&lt;br /&gt;
Let all within us praise His holy name&lt;br /&gt;
Christ is the Lord, let ever ever praise Thee&lt;br /&gt;
Noël, Noël&lt;br /&gt;
Oh night, Oh night divine&lt;br /&gt;
Noël, Noël&lt;br /&gt;
Oh night, Oh night divine&lt;br /&gt;
Noël, Noël&lt;br /&gt;
Oh, O holy night&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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Click on the 'snowflake' icon at the bottom right after you start to play the video for the snow flakes to gently fall accompanying this awesome song and cover your screen background of flurry snowflakes.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thanks for your patience let's continue with that loud thud sound. Some fellas have fallen out of bed while jumping sky high guess that's bad parenting with no proper control. If its a human being, no language barrier for Bananaz but the problem is, its a bird.  What kind of language to speak to the parents to get a king size bed or build a bigger nest and to tell them off, no jumping on the bed next time? How about 'Chirpy chirpy cheep cheep'? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gx9qjfmI-BU/TvLofD3os7I/AAAAAAAABfc/0Mq3zaZ2cug/s1600/b1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gx9qjfmI-BU/TvLofD3os7I/AAAAAAAABfc/0Mq3zaZ2cug/s400/b1.jpg" width="296" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes it was our 'uninvited' guest, this wild bird might have fallen from the nest built some years ago at our laundry area, crashed onto our washing machine, bounced over a couple of feet before landing on the floor. Dashed to the kitchen when Mango asked to kindly rescue that poor bird who was lying with wings all flat out, lucky its still moving. Oh Mamma Mia, on second glance its not only one but two birds locked in each other's wings telling live story of the birds and the bees. Told Mango we better not be cruel to interrupt a loving couple who fell from cloud 9 and now in heavenly kingdom but to grab the camera on the double.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GDdC4MEz4jE/TvLoUJs8m-I/AAAAAAAABfE/8P2xTZ5OiHk/s1600/b3a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GDdC4MEz4jE/TvLoUJs8m-I/AAAAAAAABfE/8P2xTZ5OiHk/s400/b3a.jpg" width="376" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Beak to beak cheek to cheek, they just ignore us like we are transparent..&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CYiynKsc9KU/TvLoYiR0v9I/AAAAAAAABfM/yS8pT1wfszc/s1600/b3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CYiynKsc9KU/TvLoYiR0v9I/AAAAAAAABfM/yS8pT1wfszc/s400/b3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One of them said "Don't leave any love marks on my neck" [the bird do pecks on the neck haha].&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uiiI6Ri8B6k/TvLocbbcpSI/AAAAAAAABfU/DuiEDkXpZmI/s1600/b2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uiiI6Ri8B6k/TvLocbbcpSI/AAAAAAAABfU/DuiEDkXpZmI/s400/b2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Two loving birds together as one&lt;br /&gt;
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Both remain still for couple of minutes then got up and up up and away..&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Many may not get to see or hear of this kind of activities and skills in a hair salon anymore in our modern era. Below is Peggy, my client and also my trusted hairdresser for the past decade. Timing was not on my side as there is no traditional 'ear picking' on that day sorry no pixz for that. What the heck is 'ear-picking'? Bananaz has never tried personally before but quite curious and tempted to have a go, but Peggy forewarned me that it could be addictive. MercuryNews.com, quoted a Vietnamese resident "It brings a lot of happiness". He also likened a  good ear picking to good sex and fans of ear picking have gleefully talked about '&lt;a href="http://www.sify.com/news/vietnamese-ear-picking-gives-most-ear-gasms-news-international-lbzqagcfbba.html"&gt;ear-gasms&lt;/a&gt;'.  Whoa! Any takers?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Peggy then showed me her set of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ear_pick"&gt;ear pick&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;instrument,&amp;nbsp;traditionally made from bamboo as shown in the bottom pixz. Noticed the upper pixz of a lamp with the shade? That's for shining the light into the ear to scoop the earwax out of the ear canal.  The cost for ear picking is RM14.00 (U$4.50) and the haircut is RM12.00 (US3.90) an extra RM1.00 more than my last previous Indian barber. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This hair salon is situated near China Town, Petaling Street, KL and the fate of their business is in the hands of the expansion of the LRT station, right now at a limbo as they are in one of those row of shop houses subject to be demolished. (tQ &lt;a href="http://anythingbeautiful.blogspot.com/"&gt;HappySurfer&lt;/a&gt; who added there is no demolishing but to be relocated temporary). An old salon open for men only, mostly senior citizens who are their loyal regulars of more than 2 decades with not much of walk-ins or new customers. Sad to say the occupation of these 6 hairdressers can be considered pretty dim. Firstly it takes time to transfer their skills to their next generation, moreover their young ones are not interested, not lucrative to them. Secondly as the diminishing of their loyal regulars who are either dying off one after another or too old with restrictive mobility going for a haircut dampens their revenue. Eventually this skills of ear picking would be lost and over time would completely die out and no longer in practice. According to Peggy, she is committed to carry on until she drops dead or not nimble with the scissors or her eyes are failing her, then to call it quits.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;While brisk walking around our apartment one beautiful morning with Mango these round circular objects above caught my attention to see them neatly arranged in regimented order. &amp;nbsp;Is there a medical term for a person who has a phobia over direction. A friend's friend will always constantly ask for NESW direction 'where am I now'? So what can we gather from these parabola dish? Thinking..shall give you 1 minute..oh need more time OK how about 60 seconds then. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;That's right all of them faced WEST. If you need to know the compass direction when buying a house or apartment the dish would be a good guide as they need to face west for clear video streaming reception until unless &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Astro_(Malaysian_satellite_television)#Introduction_and_early_history"&gt;Astro&lt;/a&gt; upgrade the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/MEASAT"&gt;MEASAT-1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;satellite to face South.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Besides having great business acumen is not good enough. One must have creativity and dare to be different to stay ahead. Look at how creative the owner of this shop coming up with this eye-catching banner. Written in Malay "TAUKEH SUDAH GILA! CINCAI CINCAI JUAL!" the direct translation "Bozz Gone CRAZY!, Simply Simply Sell!" The Chinese version '平平賣/卖&amp;nbsp;píngpíng mài' meaning "Cheap Cheap Sell!" and the bozz claimed to be the Malaysia's No.1 CRAZY! Probably the bozz can see home light at the end of the tunnel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Unlike my daughter Nikki who scored straight A's in her English through out her primary and secondary school. When during our shopping, she was less than 4 years then, would sit on the floor to read while her old folks take their own sweet time in picking the right choice of dresses. Knowing pretty well she's not allowed to read while Papa Bananaz is driving, she would hang on to that page and flipped it open when we stopped at red traffic light. To save cost would rent books from Noble Book Rental in Carnavon St, Penang where she gets her weekly supply of books. As years go by she just loved reading, even buying books with her own pocket money. Wonder what reading speed she would clocked at to finish J.K. Rowling's Harry Potter within four hours. Phew I take my hat off to her. So bottom line is kindly encourage and support your children to READ! READ! READ! more.&lt;br /&gt;
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Take a trip down memory lane with Bananaz and back to school with half-past six Enggrish:&lt;br /&gt;
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இ&lt;b&gt;About school fees:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Bananaz : Sir no bring come (Hokkien ~ 'boh gia lai')沒帶來 *pinyin* méi dài lái&lt;br /&gt;
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இ&lt;b&gt;To the lavatory:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Bananaz: Teacher can go pass water? (Hokkien ~ kee pung jio)&lt;br /&gt;
Nikki: Can I take a leak?&lt;br /&gt;
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இ&lt;b&gt;Bicycle with flat tyre:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Bananaz: My bicycle no wind. (Hokkien ~ kar chia boh hong)&amp;nbsp;

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இ&lt;b&gt;Mine:Yours:Whose:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Bananaz: That red book is mine one, yours one is the black one. This green pen is whose one?&lt;br /&gt;
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Bananaz: Why like that one? (Hokkien ~ aun chua aun neh kuan)&lt;br /&gt;
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Care to add in more Chinglish? The more the merrier.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Note: Hokkien is the dominating dialect in the Northern Region though Bananaz's mother tongue is Hakka. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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We often hear this phrase or seen Bing Crosby's show about "Kids say the darndest things", kids could also DO crazy damnedest things. 

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That's right when as a kid we often say this 'Tomorrow No School' on any public holidays or term holidays. Hope we are not the proximate cause of heart attacks for our English teachers then, perhaps &lt;a href="http://suituapui.wordpress.com/"&gt;Suituapui&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;got to thank his lucky stars for not having this bunch of students like us in his English class.&lt;br /&gt;
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It has been a week since schools nationwide in Malaysia are closed for the annual 7 weeks final term holiday. What a temporary relief as the number of road hogs within the premises of schools and highways during peak hours are at a minimal, thus a smooth flow of traffic. &lt;a href="http://anythingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2011/11/school-is-out-in-malaysia.html"&gt;HappySurfer&lt;/a&gt; blogged about school is out where her colleagues are clocking in early at work with better mood. Also a tremendous relief for parents who need not have to get up extra early clutching the steering wheel in anxieties, braving traffic jams sending their children to school. Those who shuttles back and forth daily to office by car would have some relaxation on their brake pedal, well at least until schools reopen next year.&lt;br /&gt;
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Not sure about the rest, Bananaz had mixed feeling during his child hood school holidays. Jubilant over a few weeks break but some how over shadowed by sadness of being broke, no school equals no money! Back in the 60's, my 30sen pocket money were given by Papa from Mon-Fri only, weekends and holidays makan sendiri *eat your own*. So 10sen for a packet of take away economy noodles bought early in the morning while on the way to school to be eaten at recess time. How nice by then the noodles had doubled its size because of the curry gravy and the balance of money after drinks would straight go into my porcelain rooster money box supposedly for emergency use only and that emergency is everyday during the school holidays lolz. Wonder how much pocket money are the kids receiving from their parents nowadays? Wanna share some of your experience?

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Most Chinese character derived its words from pictorial drawings and over the years the word 'car ' from a pictogram of a cart/chariot gradually transformed to car 車 *pinyin* [chē]. &amp;nbsp;Enjoy the video clip to learn more on the illustration of the strokes and pronunciation. The simplified version is 车.&lt;br /&gt;
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A car車 is no longer a luxury any more but a necessity which is a must for every household. Anyway, Bananaz would make an exception for [&lt;a href="http://sk0617.blogspot.com/"&gt;SK&lt;/a&gt;] &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://seniorsaloud.blogspot.com/"&gt;SeniorsAloud&lt;/a&gt; who travel by other means of transport which is their preference. Human beings are strange creatures..they send their car on the dot for preventive maintenance when it reaches every 5000km on the odometer, replacing spark plugs, oil filter and engine oil etc. True enough a car is paramount but how many would make it a point to go for medical check once a year which is just as important? Well, when was the last time you have taken your battered body for a blood screening test or a dentist check up? Do you know your latest BP rate and cholesterol level? Would like to reiterate here, many are falling into this pitfall of chasing wealth when young at the expense of health but when older to spend wealth chasing back health. Just a friendly reminder please go for a full medical check up NOW ~ Just Do It!&lt;br /&gt;
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OK relax since tomorrow no school and no office, its a public holiday, let's have some fun with numbers.&amp;nbsp;This is very freakishly accurate to find out..your role model.&lt;br /&gt;
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3) Add 3, then again multiply by 3 (I'll wait while you get the calculator....)&lt;br /&gt;
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1. Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;
2. Barack Obama&lt;br /&gt;
3. Mother Teresa&lt;br /&gt;
4. Martin Luther King Jr&lt;br /&gt;
5. Bill Gates&lt;br /&gt;
6. Mahatma Gandhi&lt;br /&gt;
7. Brad Pitt&lt;br /&gt;
8.&amp;nbsp;Warren Buffet&lt;br /&gt;
9. Bananazஇ&lt;br /&gt;
10. Margaret Thatcher&lt;br /&gt;
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I know, I know....I just have that special effect on people to go bananas ....one day you too can be like me...~;). Beleaf me! Whoa! Stop changing different numbers becoz I am still your favorite role model, just deal with it. Muahahaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Bananaz giving credit to the original joker &amp;amp; tQ to LeeBC for getting me trapped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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And the dog responded, "Lord, to live 30 years as a dog is too much. Please, take in mercy 15 years off my life." And it was so.&lt;br /&gt;
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G~d then created the monkey, and told him, "You are monkey. You shall swing  from tree to tree, acting like a clown. You will be funny, and you shall  live for 20&amp;nbsp;Years."
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And the monkey responded,  "Lord, to live 20 years as the clown of the world  is too much. Please, Lord, take off I pray for 10 years." And it was so.&lt;br /&gt;
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Finally, G~d created Man and told him, "You are Man, the only rational being  that walks the earth. You will use your intelligence to have mastery over  the creatures of the world. &amp;nbsp;The power of thought and judgment shall be yours, and the capacity of disclosing your innermost thoughts by means of speech. You will dominate the earth and your life shall be 25 years."

And the man responded, "What is the good of living in pleasure and in might, if all the years of my life are to be 25 is&amp;nbsp;too little.  Please, Lord, give me the 20 years&amp;nbsp;the mule refused, the 15 years the dog  refused, and the&amp;nbsp;10 years the monkey rejected." And the Lord granted his wishes.

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So G~d made Man to live 25 years as a king and ruler over all creatures for the twenty five years which the Lord had given to him, in joy and in happiness, without care and without trouble until 25 years later..assing &amp;amp; working pretty hard for the money, barely surviving with all the back stabbing, woofing to keep the wealth protected &amp;amp; finally clowning with grand children&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;¿.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;We hear fantasies from people wishing to be different and to be free of which eagle seems to be the most popular choice. A familiar popular &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NeqQU-YQNZ8&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;El Condor Pasa&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;says it all with "I rather be a sparrow than a snail..". Even 古巨基 Leo Ko in his song &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4VEzCTDukl0"&gt;愛與誠&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;wants be a cat or a dog than to be a lover. The singer desperately needs "love potion number 9"&lt;br /&gt;
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"God gave us the gift of life; it is up to us to give ourselves the gift of living well" ~ Voltaire.
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; font-style: italic; line-height: 13px;"&gt;BAD JOKE DISCLAIMER: Bananaz recognizes that religious humor  can be risky. It is my hope that by  laughing at ourselves (and others) we can make this subject more approachable.  If you find any of these objectionable, gross or irreverent I truly apologize.  As with most jokes, the original authors are unknown - but we thank  them.&lt;br /&gt;
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A new trend has EXPLODED in China’s upper class where people are transforming their pets into miniature versions of animals, fairy’s or just dying them crazy colours but Pandas seem to be a big hit and obviously their favourite. It’s becoming a huge industry and people are spending thousands of dollar$ in professional hair dye, salon cuts, clothing, accessories and whatnot to achieve their desired 'animal' to their liking.&lt;br /&gt;
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Its ain't easy even to be a dog, think again if you rather be a dog, though they are pretty cute. Received these pixz from daughter Nikki and &amp;nbsp;the source unknown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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"If I could have only one of my senses then I would choose hearing, Then I wouldn't feel so all alone."   ~ Helen Keller&lt;br /&gt;
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"One third of our life is spent with our eyes closed, because we are asleep. An estimated twenty years. Yet in any second of those twenty years our ears can command our eyes to open and search for the source of a sound. When our eyes are open our ears can hear through walls, and all around where our eyes cannot see and still command our eyes to search for the source of sounds."
~ Jim S. Davis II, BC-HIS, ACA.&lt;br /&gt;
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So now how important is your hearing? Have it checked.&lt;br /&gt;
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Any sound above 85 dB (decibel) can cause hearing loss, and the loss is related both to the power of the sound as well as the length of exposure. You know that you are listening to an 85-dB sound if you have to raise your voice to be heard by somebody else. Eight hours of 90-dB sound can cause damage to your ears; any exposure to 140-dB sound causes immediate damage (and causes actual pain). More info &lt;a href="http://www.howstuffworks.com/question124.htm"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c20000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;TELL ME THIS WON'T HAPPEN TO  US!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Three retirees, each with a hearing loss, were playing golf one fine beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;
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One remarked to the other, “Windy, isn't it?”&lt;br /&gt;
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“No,” the second man replied, “it's Thursday.”&lt;br /&gt;
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And the third man chimed in, “So am I. Let's have a beer.” 
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Chinese Idiom:&lt;b&gt; 掩耳盗铃&lt;/b&gt;*pinyin:yǎn ěr dào líng [lit. Cover Ear Steal Bell]&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;掩 : yǎn *cover* | 耳 : ěr *ear* | 盗 : dào *steal*  | 铃 : líng *bell*&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;A thief sneaked into the house of Fan at night and saw a huge bronze bell hanging in the front yard. Since bronze could fetch him a good price, without hesitation decided to take it back home. However he faced a stiff problem as it was too heavy to be carried away. He then thought of another idea if he could break the bell into pieces that would solved all his transportation problem. With a first strike of his hammer it gave out a loud deafening bang which caught the thief by surprise and shook him terribly by covering his ears with both hands. At this instance he exclaimed "Aha the sound of the bell can not be heard when the ears are covered."  He ripped off part of his clothes and scrolled them into two earplugs and stuffed into his ears. Through out the hammering in the middle of the night the banging noise of the bell woke up all the neighbours and he was caught red handed. The foolish man did not know that the only one who could not hear the sound of the bell was himself.

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This idiom 掩耳盗铃*pinyin:yǎn ěr dào líng* [To plug one's ears when stealing the bell] is used to satirize those who think they are smart but only deceive themselves. This applies to someone who does bad things and buries his head in the sand trying to pull a fast one in telling the world he is innocent.&lt;br /&gt;
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"You have to hear what you don't want to hear, to know what you don't want to hear" ~ Dr. Gustav Mueller&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;source:&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Youtiao"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Nope! Bananaz not blogging about food better to leave it to the foodie experts. Been eating the Chinese cruller 油炸鬼 *&lt;i&gt;pinyin&lt;/i&gt;:yóu zhá guǐ* 'Oil-fried Devil' better known in proper Mandarin as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Youtiao"&gt;油條&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;*&lt;i&gt;pinyin&lt;/i&gt;:yóutiáo* since a kid which is made of dough, deep fried to golden-brown and usually a popular food eaten for breakfast. After all these years of munching the Chinese crullers, the devilish name 油炸鬼*&lt;i&gt;pinyin&lt;/i&gt;:yóu zhá guǐ* 'Oil-fried Devil' did not strike Bananaz's WhyAskWhy until lately after his nephew shared the story which started the wok frying to go into further details and research of how on earth which and what devil got deep fried in the oil?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;By mentioning the name &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yue_Fei"&gt;Yuè Fēi&lt;/a&gt; 岳飛, (AD1103 – 1142) two sets of distinctive four Chinese words would trigger the mind for those who had known Chinese history. Yes it's 十二金牌 and 盡忠報國. The first set was an order by Emperor Gaozong高宗 who was under the evil influence of his official issued the 十二金牌*&lt;i&gt;pinyin&lt;/i&gt;:shí'èr jīn pái* Twelve Golden Medallions to recall Yuè Fēi to return to the capital fearing he could be too powerful after he has led his army to recover most of the lost territory and the latter set is the four Chinese characters 盡忠報國*&lt;i&gt;pinyin&lt;/i&gt;:jìn zhōng bào guó* which was tatooed across Yuè Fēi's back by his beloved mother meaning to serve and protect the country with utmost loyalty. What could be the relationship between a military General Yuè Fēi, an icon of patriotism and national hero in Chinese culture and the evil Oil-Fried Devil?

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The story goes back to the Song Dynasty's Prime Minister &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Qin_Hui_%28Song_Dynasty%29"&gt;Qin Hui&lt;/a&gt; or Guì 秦檜 and his wife, Lady Wang王氏  conspired with two of his subordinates, Moqi Xie万俟軼 and Zhang Jun 張俊, who successfully framed and caused the death of the innocent military General Yuè Fēi. According to folklore, the people of Hangzhou became extremely angry, hating Qin Hu and his wife to the bone protested by making the cruller depicting  Qin Hui秦檜 and his wife with one roll representing the husband and the other the wife joining together and fried them in oil calling out loudly the name 油炸檜 *&lt;i&gt;pinyin&lt;/i&gt;:yóu zhá huì* 'Oil-fried Hui'. As 檜Hui and 鬼Gui were conflated with its homophone eventually 油炸檜 *&lt;i&gt;pinyin&lt;/i&gt;:yóu zhá huì* 'Oil-fried Hui' evolved to 油炸鬼*&lt;i&gt;pinyin&lt;/i&gt;:yóu zhá guǐ* 'Oil-fried Devil' and even until today. In Cantonese-speaking areas it is known as yàu cha gwái *油炸鬼*  where '鬼' *gwái* also refers to devil or ghost. Truth or Myth? Bananaz's Beleaf It Or Not!&lt;br /&gt;
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(Kindly take note the actual Oil-fried Devil is after 0.19mins the earlier ones are called 'mah geok' meaning horse legs. tQ to &lt;a href="http://www.mynicegarden.com/"&gt;Autumn Belle&lt;/a&gt; for the info.) &lt;br /&gt;
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For their treacherous part that caused the death of Yuè Fēi 岳飛, the most famous patriot, martyr and hero in Chinese history, iron statues of Qin Hui, Lady Wang, and two of Qin Hui's subordinates, Moqi Xie and Zhang Jun, were made to kneel before Yuè Fēi's tomb (located by Hangzhou's West Lake). For centuries, these statues have been cursed, spat and urinated upon by young and old. However in modern times, these statues are protected as historical relics. As one enters the gateposts of Yuè Fēi's mausoleum there is a poem which reads:

"The green hill is fortunate to be the burial ground of a loyal general, the white iron was innocent to be cast into the statues of traitors."


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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Iron statues of the Qin Hui, Lady Wang, Moqi Xie &amp;amp; Zhang Jun with General Yuè Fēi in the middle, source:&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Qin_Hui_%28Song_Dynasty%29"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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"Retired Husband" &lt;br /&gt;
After I retired, my wife insisted that I accompany her on her trips to Target.&lt;br /&gt;
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Unfortunately, like most men, I found shopping boring and preferred to get in and get out. Equally unfortunate, my wife is like most women - she loves to browse.&lt;br /&gt;
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Yesterday my dear wife received the following letter from the local Target:&lt;br /&gt;
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Dear Mrs. Harris ,&lt;br /&gt;
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Over the past six months, your husband has caused quite a commotion in our store. We cannot tolerate this behavior and have been forced to ban both of you from the store. Our complaints against your husband, Mr. Harris , are listed below and are documented by our video surveillance cameras:&lt;br /&gt;
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1. June 15: He took 24 boxes of condoms and randomly put them in other people's carts when they weren't looking.&lt;br /&gt;
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2. July 02: Set all the alarm clocks in House wares to go off at 5-minute intervals.&lt;br /&gt;
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3. July 07: He made a trail of tomato juice on the floor leading to the women's restroom.&lt;br /&gt;
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4. July 19: Walked up to an employee and told her in an official voice, 'Code 3 in House wares. Get on it right away'. This caused the employee to leave her assigned station and receive a reprimand from her Supervisor that in turn resulted with a union grievance, causing management to lose time and costing the company money.&lt;br /&gt;
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5. August 04: Went to the Service Desk and tried to put a bag of M&amp;amp;Ms on layaway.&lt;br /&gt;
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6. August 14: Looked right into the security camera and used it as a mirror while he picked his nose.&lt;br /&gt;
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7. August 15: Set up a tent in the camping department and told the children shoppers they could come in if they would bring pillows and blankets from the bedding department to which twenty children obliged.&lt;br /&gt;
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8. August 23: When a clerk asked if they could help him he began crying and screamed, 'Why can't you people just leave me alone?' EMTs were called.&lt;br /&gt;
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9. September 04: Moved a 'CAUTION - WET FLOOR' sign to a carpeted area.&lt;br /&gt;
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10. September 10: While handling guns in the hunting department, he asked the clerk where the antidepressants were.&lt;br /&gt;
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11. October 03: Darted around the Store suspiciously while loudly humming the 'Mission Impossible' theme.&lt;br /&gt;
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12. October 06: In the auto department, he practiced his 'Madonna look' by using different sizes of funnels.&lt;br /&gt;
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13. October 18: Hid in a clothing rack and when people browsed through, yelled 'PICK ME! PICK ME!'&lt;br /&gt;
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14. October 22: When an announcement came over the loud speaker, he assumed the fetal position and screamed 'OH NO! IT'S THOSE VOICES AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;
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15. Took a box of condoms to the checkout clerk and asked where is the fitting room?&lt;br /&gt;
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And last, but not least:&lt;br /&gt;
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16. October 23: Went into a fitting room, shut the door, waited awhile, and then yelled very loudly, 'Hey! There's no toilet paper in here.'&lt;br /&gt;
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Better be careful what we gonna say especially when someone flies off the handle! How about replacing it with 'shoot' sounds nicer? Sorry this post would be slightly 'dirty' as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shit"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt; says ~ "Shit is usually considered vulgar and profane in Modern English..[..]. It may also be used as an expression of annoyance, surprise, or anger, and has other usages as well." When I was a little boy Bananaz has been eating a fruit with its weirdest name almost everyday fresh from the tree top. Ma Mama told Bananaz the name of this fruit in Hakka is *gai si gwo* literally means 'Chicken Shit Fruit'. Being the young niave Bananaz thought Mama made it up coz our chicken coop &amp;amp; shed is just nearby the tree. Little did I know its the actual slang name used by our locals. As we often say *jambu/pak kia* for guava in Hokkien in our village didn't realise it, not until in my later years that ma Mama told the truth *sorry Mama*. Oh what a fruit name? 'Chicken Shit Fruit' is the same in Cantonese/Hakka dialects *gai si gwo* which the formal name in Mandarin 番石榴 *fān shí liu* and in Malay its Jambu Batu and Tamil is கொய்யா 'koiyaa' . Bananaz is not fruitful finding the answer on the origin of this weird name. Hope to see light at end of tunnel with answers or clues from dearest readers.  &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Left: seedless@RM5.00 per kg.) [ GUAVA ] &amp;nbsp;(Right: with seeds@RM2.50 per kg.)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Guavas are plants in the myrtle family (Myrtaceae) genus Psidium (meaning "pomegranate" in Latin), which contains about 100 species of tropical shrubs and small trees. They are native to Mexico, Central America, and northern South America. Guavas are now cultivated andnaturalized throughout the tropics and subtropics in Southeast Asia, Hawaii, the Caribbean, Florida and Africa. [&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guava"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;
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iBananaz : Seedless guava no got seed and seeded guava got many many seedses like twinkle twinkle little starses can count one. I lupp seedless.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mango : Seedless guava is 'artificial' and seeded guava is natural and original. My choice is 'with seeds'.&lt;br /&gt;
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Warren Buffett : Value! Value! Value! Price should be less than 2/3 of intrinsic worth. Buy Limit Order or Better @RM2.50 'seeded'.&lt;br /&gt;
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Isaac Newton : While sitting on a tree branch 10.0 m above the ground, you drop both seedless guava and seeded guava together. Pick the one that hit the ground first.&lt;br /&gt;
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Albert Einstein : E=MC² ; &amp;nbsp;E≠GS² &amp;nbsp;Guava with Seeds².&lt;br /&gt;
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Why did the chicken cross the road? : To shit on the Chicken Shit Fruits.&lt;br /&gt;
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Steve Jobs : What is the difference between iPhone5 and iPad3? No iSee. Retired now in iCloud!&lt;br /&gt;
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Bill Gates : Ctrl Alt Del, *Hang* Chicken shit all over screen!&lt;br /&gt;
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An Addendum: Here's a very close answer posted by Autumn Belle on how the guava fruit got its 'chicken chit' slang name in our local dialects..&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.mynicegarden.com/"&gt;Autumn Belle&lt;/a&gt; said...&lt;br /&gt;
I remember back in the kampung, it is common to grow see a guava tree with small fruits (the size of a ping-pong ball), unlike the commercial ones which have large fruits. We will eat the fruit when it is ripe and it is very sweet. When an overripe yellow fruit drop to the ground in accordance to Newton's law of gravity, the fruit will make a splat and break open. The centre portion with the seeds do look like chicken droppings. I guess it could be this reason. I bet nowadays not many people have seen such homegrown guava fruit, neither have they seen 'fresh' chicken droppings! Have you eaten a yellow skined guava?&lt;br /&gt;
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A buddy sent a thought-provoking birthday wish regarding 'Life begins at 60' which Bananaz wish to share some points here. NOT that I consider anyone of you old. What were you like 20 years ago? What will you be like 20 years from now? Have you ever ponder on your eating and drinking habits? In early 20's we were eating roti canai, burgers and pizzas and as usual so kiasu by proving our virility downing beer faster than any of our buddies. At 40 our fast food speed slowed down, drinking Jack Daniel's on a gradual switch over to Chardonnay. At 60 we may be eating bran flakes and drinking prune juice, occasionally sipping Chinese tea to decrease abdominal fat. Many people feel unhappy, health-wise and security-wise, after 60 years of age owing to the diminishing importance given to them and their opinion. But it need not be so, if only we understand the basic principles of life and follow them scrupulously.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;"Growing old is mandatory; growing up is optional." &amp;nbsp;~ Chili Davis&lt;br /&gt;
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We have 3 &lt;strike&gt;Stupid&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strike&gt;stages of life.....&lt;br /&gt;
Teen Age: Have Time + Energy …but No Money;&lt;br /&gt;
Working Age: Have Money + Energy …but No Time;&lt;br /&gt;
Old Age: Have Time + Money …but no Energy.&lt;br /&gt;
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Money is important:  Money is essential for meeting the basic necessities of life, keeping good health and earning family respect and security.  Don't spend beyond your means even for your children.  You have lived for them all through and it is time you enjoyed a harmonious life with your spouse.  If your children are grateful and they take care of you, you are blessed and take it as a bonus.  But never take it for granted. Plan now for a healthy and wealthy retirement before its too late.&lt;br /&gt;
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"Middle age is when your age starts to show around your middle." &amp;nbsp;~ Bob Hope&lt;br /&gt;
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一寸光陰一寸金，寸金難買寸光陰 *yī cùn guāng yīn yī cùn jīn, cùn jīn nán mǎi cùn guāng yīn*. literally means An inch of time an inch of gold, an inch of gold can't buy an inch of time (idiom). Time is precious and must be treasured. It is almost like holding a horse's reins.  When they are in your hands, you can control them.  Imagine that everyday you are born again. Yesterday is a cancelled cheque.  Tomorrow is a promissory note.  Today is ready cash — use it profitably.&lt;br /&gt;
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"You can't turn back the clock.  But you can wind it up again." &amp;nbsp;~ Bonnie Prudden.&lt;br /&gt;
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Health is wealth:  If you really love your kith and kin, taking care of your health should be your priority.  Thus, you will not be a burden to them.  Have an annual health check-up and take the prescribed medicines regularly.  Do take up health insurance cover (sorry Bananaz not selling any insurance here). When young you neglected health to spend them chasing wealth and in later years you spend all wealth chasing back health.&lt;br /&gt;
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"I'm not 40, I'm eighteen with 22 years experience." &amp;nbsp;~ Author Unknown.&lt;br /&gt;
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To those of us who are already there but young at heart and to those who will soon be there, slowly and surely, NEVER say ‘I am aged '. There are three ages, chronological, biological, and psychological.  The first is calculated based on our date of birth; the second is determined by the health conditions and the third is how old you feel you are. While we don't have control over the first, we can take care of our health with good diet, exercise and a cheerful attitude.  A positive attitude and optimistic thinking can reverse the third age. Live this moment.&lt;br /&gt;
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"You can't help getting older, but you don't have to get old."  ~ George Burns&lt;br /&gt;
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Forget and forgive:  Don't be bothered too much about others' mistakes.  We are not spiritual enough to show our other cheek when we are slapped in one. But for the sake of our own health and happiness, let us forgive and forget them.  Otherwise, we will be only increasing our BP. I've become kinder to myself, and less critical of myself. I've become my own friend. I have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon; before they understood the great freedom that comes with aging.&amp;nbsp;So...Work like you don't need money; Love like you've never been hurt; Dance like no one's watching and probably can Hear.. Bananaz sing The &lt;a href="http://www.links2love.com/love_lyrics_125.htm"&gt;Beatles&lt;/a&gt; greatest hit When I'm Sexty Four years later.&lt;br /&gt;
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"Age is an issue of mind over matter.  If you don't mind, it doesn't matter".  ~ Mark Twain.&lt;br /&gt;
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Overcome the fear of death:  We all know that one day we have to leave this world.  Still we are afraid of death.  We think that our spouse and children will be unable to withstand our loss.  But the truth is no one is going to die for you; they may be depressed for some time.  Time heals everything and they will carry on. Time to put your affairs in order.&lt;br /&gt;
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"They talk about the economy this year. Hey, my hairline is in recession, my waistline is in inflation.  Altogether, I'm in a depression." ~ Rick Majerus&lt;br /&gt;
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Everything has a purpose:  Take life as it comes.  Accept yourself as you are and also accept others for what they are.  Everybody is unique and right in his own way. Your investment in health insurance is finally beginning to pay off. Your joints are more accurate meteorologists than the national weather service. Your secrets are safe with your friends because they can't remember them either. You can't remember who posted this entry over time. Stop worrying about the three little haunting 'F' words “friction, fatigue and frustration" of having creaky bones, limited motion, poor eyesight and faint hearing or shudders with fear regarding &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://bananazpeople.blogspot.com/2011/06/when-u-r-sixty-four.html"&gt;A.A.A.D.D.&lt;/a&gt; Age Activated Attention Deficit Disorder. We'll cross that bridge when we come to it.&lt;br /&gt;
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"Anyone who stops learning is old, whether at twenty or eighty".  ~ Henry Ford&lt;br /&gt;
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An excerpt from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ageing"&gt;Wikipedia &lt;/a&gt;~ "Differences are sometimes made between populations of elderly people. Divisions are sometimes made between the young old (65–74), the middle old (75–84) and the oldest old (85+). However, problematic in this is that chronological age does not correlate perfectly with functional age, i.e. two people may be of the same age, but differ in their mental and physical capacities". Wine improves with age. The older I get, the better I like it. 薑還是老的辣 *jiāng hái shì lǎo delà* &amp;nbsp;literally means old ginger is hotter than young ginger / experience counts (idiom). Authorities in the former Soviet republic of Georgia claim a woman, &lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1293156/Antisa-oldest-person-Earth-turns-130-doesnt-look-day-110.html"&gt;Antisa&lt;/a&gt; Khvichava from a remote mountain village turned 130, making her the oldest person on Earth. &lt;br /&gt;
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EYE TEST for those over&lt;b&gt; 40 ONLY&lt;/b&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;
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~The ' L I T T L E ' Things~&lt;br /&gt;
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As you might remember, the head of a company survived 9/11 because his son started kindergarten.&lt;br /&gt;
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Another fellow was alive because it was his turn to bring donuts.&lt;br /&gt;
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One woman was late because her alarm clock didn't go off in time.&lt;br /&gt;
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One was late because of being stuck on the NJ Turnpike because of an auto accident.&lt;br /&gt;
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One of them missed his bus.&lt;br /&gt;
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One spilled food on her clothes and had to take time to change.&lt;br /&gt;
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One's  car wouldn't start.&lt;br /&gt;
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One couldn't get a taxi.&lt;br /&gt;
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The one that struck me was the man, who put on a new pair of shoes that morning, took the various means to get to work but before he got there, he developed a blister on his foot. He stopped at a drugstore to buy a Band-Aid.  That is why he is alive today..&lt;/div&gt;
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Now when I am stuck in traffic, miss an elevator, turn back to answer a ringing telephone...all the little things that annoy me. I think to myself, this is exactly where G~d wants me to be at this very moment.. Next time your morning seems to be going wrong, the children are slow getting dressed, you can't seem to find the car keys, you hit every red light, don't get mad or frustrated; it may be just that G~d is at work watching over you. May G~d continue to bless you with all those annoying little things and may you remember their possible purpose.  [Author unknown].&lt;/div&gt;
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Do you believe this "Things Happen For A Reason" can this be a proof?  Sometimes things happen to you at the time that may seem horrible, painful and unfair? Do you think it is a coincidence, pure luck and a fluke or karma?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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A young unmarried girl discovers that she is pregnant. &lt;br /&gt;
Scared..she confides this 'news' to her mother. &lt;br /&gt;
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Shouting, cursing, crying, the mother says, &lt;br /&gt;
"Who was the pig that did this to you? I want to know!" &lt;br /&gt;
The father added "wait till I get my hands on this idiot I'm gonna break his bones"&lt;br /&gt;
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The girl picks up the phone and makes a call. &lt;br /&gt;
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Half an hour later a Ferrari stops in front of their house; a mature and distinguished man with gray hair and impeccably dressed in a very expensive suit steps out of it and enters the house. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Image courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.ferrari.com/Pages/Gateway.aspx?CountryId=32&amp;amp;CountryTitle=Malaysia"&gt;www.ferrari.com &lt;/a&gt;(the new 458 Spider)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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He sits in the living room with the father, the mother and the girl, and tells them: &lt;br /&gt;
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"Good morning, your daughter has informed me of the 'Problem'. &lt;br /&gt;
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However, I can't marry her because of my personal family situation, but I'll take full responsibility. &lt;br /&gt;
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If a girl is born I will bequeath her 2 retail stores, a townhouse, a beach villa and a $1,000,000 bank account. &lt;br /&gt;
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If a boy is born, my legacy will be a couple of factories and a $2,000,000 bank account. &lt;br /&gt;
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If it is twins, a factory and $1,000,000 each. &lt;br /&gt;
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However, if there is a miscarriage or unsuccessful delivery, what do you suggest I do?"&lt;br /&gt;
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At this point, the girl's father, who had remained silent, places a hand firmly on the man's shoulder and..[...]&lt;br /&gt;
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Are you thinking of what I was thinking, the worst ever bloodshed coupled with breaking of bones? &lt;br /&gt;
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[...] At this point, the girl's father, who had remained silent, places a hand firmly on the man's shoulder and tells him,&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" You can try again !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Now that the hungry ghost month is over its more relax to talk about ghost. When someone is able to do the 'impossible' with money we use this Chinese idiom 有錢能使鬼推磨 *pinyin:yǒu qián néng shǐ guǐ tuī mó* lit. means money will make the ghost spin millstones *refer pix below*. So money can even make a hippo or elephant climb trees or make frogs jump quantum leap further than the 7 metres world record.&lt;br /&gt;
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Who says it is impossible for an elephant to climb trees? Bananaz Beleaf It Or Not..¿ &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;For full donkey story : &lt;input name="opt1" onclick="document.getElementById('div_opt1').style.display='';" type="radio" /&gt;Click Here &lt;input name="opt1" onclick="document.getElementById('div_opt1').style.display='none';" type="radio" /&gt;Exit &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;center&gt;One day a farmer's donkey fell down into a&lt;br /&gt;
well. The animal cried piteously for hours as&lt;br /&gt;
the farmer tried to figure out what to do. &lt;br /&gt;
Finally, he decided the animal was old, and the&lt;br /&gt;
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it just wasn't worth it to retrieve the donkey.&lt;br /&gt;
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He invited all his neighbours to come over and &lt;br /&gt;
help him. They all grabbed a shovel and began&lt;br /&gt;
to shovel dirt into the well. At first, the&lt;br /&gt;
donkey realised what was happening and cried&lt;br /&gt;
horribly. Then, to everyone's amazement he&lt;br /&gt;
quieted down.&lt;br /&gt;
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A few shovel loads later, the farmer finally &lt;br /&gt;
looked down the well. He was astonished at what&lt;br /&gt;
he saw. With each shovel of dirt that hit his&lt;br /&gt;
back, the donkey was doing something amazing.&lt;br /&gt;
He would shake it off and take a step up.&lt;br /&gt;
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As the farmer's neighbours continued to shovel &lt;br /&gt;
dirt on top of the animal, he would shake it&lt;br /&gt;
off and take a step up.&lt;br /&gt;
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Pretty soon, everyone was amazed as the donkey&lt;br /&gt;
stepped up over the edge of the well and&lt;br /&gt;
happily trotted off!&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When life is going to shovel dirt, all kinds of dirt on you, the trick to get out of the well&amp;nbsp;is to shake it off and take a step up. Each of our troubles is a stepping stone. We can get out&amp;nbsp;of the deepest wells just by not stopping, never giving up! Shake it off and take a bold step up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Remember the five simple rules to be happy:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Free your heart from hatred - Forgive.&lt;br /&gt;
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Free your mind from worries - Most never happen.&lt;br /&gt;
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Live simply and appreciate what you have. Count your blessings and remember nothing is perfect.  Man is fond of counting his troubles, but he does not count his joys. &lt;br /&gt;
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Give more and expect the least. &lt;br /&gt;
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Expect change. Do not be upset with change, it is inevitable, it is the norm; kids will grow up, people will pass on and jobs will come and go. &lt;br /&gt;
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“Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony.” ~ Mahatma Gandhi.&lt;br /&gt;
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Enough of that crap! The donkey later came back, and bit the farmer who had tried to bury him.&amp;nbsp;The gash from the bite got infected and the farmer eventually died in agony from septic shock.&lt;br /&gt;
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In almost all corporations when you do something wrong and try to Cover Your Ass ~ *CYA* it always comes back to bite you sooner or later. Are you aware that donkeys kill more people annually than plane crashes or shark attacks? (So watch your ass)..Bananaz Beleaf It Or Not ¿ &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;日頭唔好講人,夜晚唔好講鬼 jat6 tau4* m4 hou2 gong2 jan4, je6 maan5 m4 hou2 gong2 gwai2. Lit. Day no talk people night no talk ghost which is equivalent to our English's 'speak of the devil' but seems like nothing can stop us talking about it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;呃鬼食豆腐咩&lt;/b&gt; *ak1 gwai2 sik6 dau6 fu6 meh1* ~ cheat ghost eat tofu. [are you kidding me?]&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;2. 老友鬼鬼&lt;/b&gt; *lou5 yau5 gwai2 gwai2* ~  old friend ghost ghost. [buddies/old friends or pal].&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;3&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;鬼死咁亂&lt;/b&gt; *gwai2 sei2 gam3 lyun6* ~ ghost die so messy [extremely messy].&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;4&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;好鬼麻煩&lt;/b&gt; * hou2 gwai2 maa4 faan4* ~  good ghost trouble [troublesome].&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;5&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;無鬼用&lt;/b&gt; *mou5 gwai2 jung6*  ~ no ghost use [good for nothing].&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;6&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;咁鬼醜樣&lt;/b&gt; gam3 gwai2 cau2 joeng6 ~ so ghost ugly [very ugly].&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;7&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;b&gt;心中有鬼&lt;/b&gt; *sam1 zung1 yau5 gwai2* ~ heart center got ghost [guilty conscience].&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;8&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;搞乜鬼&lt;/b&gt;  *gaau2 mat1 gwai2* ~ play what ghost? [what the heck you are doing?].&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;9&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;有錢能使鬼推磨&lt;/b&gt; *yau5 cin4 nang4 sai2 gwai2 teoi1 mo6* ~ got money can make ghost turn millstones [you can do wonders with money].&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now how are we supposed to zip up and seal our lips not to say 'ghost', ghostly impossible huh. There are more but only stick with what Bananaz are familiar with else it will be 鬼咁長 *gwai2 gam3 zoeng2* ghost so long and never ending. Taken a bolder step by posting this entry without consulting ma soulmate Mango on the correct Chinese characters. Appreciate if you could highlight to me if something is not right. Not to worry rest assured Bananaz is not a 小氣鬼  *siu2 hei3 gwai2* small gas ghost [narrow minded] and certainly welcome any suggestions. Care to add more 'ghosts' to share in your comments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Image courtesy of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dim_sum"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Majority would usually love to drink Chinese tea with DimSum however the younger generation would prefer coke or icy cold soft drinks.&amp;nbsp;Ever noticed during a yum cha 飲茶, drinking tea in any Chinese restaurant it is customary to pour tea for others during dim sum before filling one's own cup? A custom unique to the Chinese is to thank the person pouring the tea by tapping with one, two or three fingers on the table. Why*Ask*Why how this fingers tapping on the table started?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;According to legend it traced back to Emperor Qianlong (1711-1799) 乾隆帝; *Qiánlóngdì* of the Qing Dynasty, reigned the country for sixty years from 1735 who was a passionate poet and essayist. Due to his strong passion towards massive art collection, it has propelled him to travel incognito throughout the country with his landscape paintings to compare them with the actual landscapes. Emperor Qianlong was the most famous in Chinese history for his wénwǔ *文武*, civil and military ability. Further more he has the world's most sensitive taste buds who enjoyed an abundance of exotic delicacies during his travel which also acclaimed him the most renowned traveller of 'The six &lt;a href="http://www.ccnt.com.cn/culture/zijincheng/yishi/xianhua/xianhua16.htm"&gt;Southern&lt;/a&gt; and four &lt;a href="http://book.sina.com.cn/excerpt/sz/rw/2011-03-29/1147284794.shtml"&gt;Eastern&lt;/a&gt; tour'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was at one teahouse Emperor Qianlong was particularly fascinated by the way people were able to pour tea without spilling a drop. The Emperor decided to have a go to try out pouring for his companions. However his actions would constitute a breach of  protocol for allowing his companions not to bow before him. If they bow in public his secret identity as a commoner would be exposed. The Emperor established a "bow" with their three fingers each time he refilled their cup - two fingers represented the prostrate arms and the middle finger the bowed head. His first try was a blunder spilling tea all over the table. Constant practice makes perfect eventually the Emperor succeeded without spilling a single drop. So happy tapping when someone fills up your tea cup as a sign to say thank you..Bananaz's Beleaf It Or Not..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since on the subject of The Morris Minor would take this opportunity to share some adventures of Bananaz with his Papa's first car which is also a black Morris Minor 1000 with registration number plate P 5169. Two distinctive features that Bananaz would like to highlight as many may not have the opportunity to see this kind of 50s car anymore. First unique and outstanding part of a Morris Minor is the signal lights which is the retractable semaphores called trafficators about 7 inches in length mounted high up in between the front and back door frame. It will protrude out horizontally when the switch is operated by a lever in the panel and has a lighted bulb inside the trafficators to facilitate night driving. Modern terms we call them turn signals — formally called "directional indicators" and informally known as "blinkers", "indicators" or "flashers".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The second feature if you will notice from the video clip or top picture, the Morris Minor has a split and raked windscreen with the panes of ordinary window glass which are flat compared to the modern panoramic or wrap-around windscreen with toughened tempered glass. Technological change over time with great invention, innovation and diffusion of technology.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Thanks to "musicandtoys" for the YouTube and as you can see @0.18 &amp; 0.30 the protruding and retracting of the trafficator..real cool! However they were fragile and could be easily broken off and also a tendency to get stuck in the closed position.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bananaz had the Morris Minor with an 'L' from the driving school for 3 months driving lessons and pass the test with 'take one'. What car did you drive for the 3 months 'L' lessons? Most of you may be luckier than Bananaz to get a SLK *Slick Little Kancil* or Daihatsu car. My dear sister had 'take four' to pass her driving test and at one of the tests, the JPJ tester drove her back coz she scared the hell out of him. So what's your driver's license story? Care to share the kopi-o drama?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. 1992 *19 years* ~ This theme music from 'Airwolf' has been Bananaz's ring tone since he owned his very first hand phone until today *quite certain this Airwolf ring tone will follow Bananaz for life*. *Sorry my first hand phone was a second hand NEC, Bananaz only got the ring tone after purchasing a nokia phone*. Some may remember this macho helicopter pilot Jan-Michael Vincent, whoa really loved to watch him in the TV series. Started off with Celcom am still with Celcom and will be with Celcom. Guess what? My handphone number has never been changed, except during the migration of analog 010 to digital 019. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;5. 1980 *31 years* ~ Learned hatha yoga from a lady guru whom the doctors have given up hope on her shoulder and told her she would not be able to use her left arm. Her last resort was to take up yoga, mastered it and got her arm healed and later conducted her own hatha yoga class in her house compound in Penang. The headstand *Sirshasana* and Sun Salutation *Surya Namaskara* would be a daily routine for Bananaz.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6. 1977 *34 years* ~ Another long lasting wedding great electrical iron gift. Changed the electrical cable once and Bananaz got a feeling the much awaited steam iron gotta wait for perhaps another 5-10 years more?. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The only thrilling excitement was joining the &lt;a href="http://www.outwardbound.my/"&gt;Outward Bound School&lt;/a&gt; in Lumut. Could remember vividly the Warden's words of encouragement saying Bananaz is 42 years 'young' among the rest of the younger bounders. He constantly reiterated the OBS motto "To Serve, To Strive and Not To Yield" to remind us never to give up. Just to share one experience that almost all would shudder with a chill down the spine when comes to the fear of darkness in tandem with 'ghost' and Bananaz is no exception. Die die we must go through solo camping where you build your own tent far away from each other and naturally the bounders would hum Lobo's 'I dont like to sleep alone' the whole night through. What surprised me was when the fear of snakes, wild boars or tigers grew so huge it dwarfed the unwholesome thoughts of ghosts completely out of the mind.&lt;/div&gt;
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1980's ~ Revival of the 50's broad ties worn by my Papa. Bananas anyone?&lt;br /&gt;
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1983's ~ Yummy Japanese steam boat dinner.. Oishii!&lt;br /&gt;
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1994's ~ Bananaz's very first lion dance *stand-in tail* performance in Puttaparti, India celebrating Lunar Chinese New Year in this small holy village which was transformed into a mini Chinatown.&lt;br /&gt;
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2000 ~ 2010 Globe-trotting..*lit.* eat wind ..makan angin in Malay and 吃風chīfēng in Mandarin where no biting, chewing or swallowing is required merely OYBM..Open Your Big Mouth..^o.O^&lt;br /&gt;
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2011 ~ A special dinner arranged by daughter Nikki for Father's Day Celebration with soulmate Mango.&lt;br /&gt;
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