A review by:
Mr. Chan Bing Fai
Former school teacher, Headmaster and educational technologist
Lynn Wong's latest book is SMILE though your heart is ACHING. This is a much awaited book, a worthy sequel to her first book "As Time Goes By" published five years ago. Both her books are generally about life and living. They are not autobiographies.
Her first book is centred more on childhood memories and growing up pains based more on events, observations and her responses and reactions to them, with the innocence of a child. Her latest book, however, is about the adult world with its ups and downs.
It is also about fighting corporate battles.
The words she has chosen carry her thoughts succinctly. They are warm and friendly without being pretentious. The topics included in both her books cover a broad spectrum of subjects and events. Some are more hilarious and many are focused on a more serious note.
Her approach to life is spontaneous, governed by prudence and common sense. It appears lighthearted and easy. Being a keen observer, even trifles, will not escape her scrutiny. Her response to these is largely based on common sense and knowledge; laced with wisdom.
Her thoughts flow through smoothly from one idea to another and the transition is gentle, methodical, tidy and logical. Lynn's philosophy appears simple and yet very profound and thoughtful; gracious and tinged with a lot of human skills and understanding.
Her books are very personal and subjective; unique, highly perceptive, intimate and reflective. I have enjoyed reading both her books and excitedly look forward to her next one which I hope will not take too long to come to fruition.
Her artist -illustrator- is equally talented in bringing out the many encounters and experiences of the author through her drawings; depicting expressions, moods and emotions subtly and with precision. Congratulations to both of you for complementing each other perfectly!
The typography and layout is attractive and designed for easy reading. The book is available in major bookstores.
It is priced at RM27.90.
Pages
Tuesday, September 30, 2014
IN LIMBO
They cause us to fall in love in an instant and transport us to a state of euphoria.
In reverse, they kill relationships just as quickly and leave us in limbo.
Words carelessly uttered may cause irreparable damage that lasts a lifetime.
In contrast when graciously delivered, words can lift our spirits so high we forget ourselves ...
Sunday, September 28, 2014
CYCLE OF LIFE
Often times the old, the obsolete, has to make way for the new. That's just a natural cycle of life.
Rather than resist change, embrace it...
Friday, September 26, 2014
SPIRIT OF EXCELLENCE
An attitude of excellence can be adopted as a way of life.
When harnessed and nurtured at an early age, the desire to do the best, give the best and be the best can become the driving force to excellent living.
You alone set the standard.
Saturday, September 20, 2014
PHENOMENAL WOMAN
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Thursday, September 18, 2014
STILL I RISE by Maya Angelou
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may tread me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.
Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.
Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard.
You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.
Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.
BE GRACIOUS
Saturday, September 13, 2014
I WIN
When I was caved in, enshrouded in misery, and wallowing in self pity, it was love that intervened. Love that knocked furiously, and at other times gently at the door of my heart and rocked the sanctuary of my mind.
"To be right or to be kind?"
"To win the battle and lose the war?"
"To live in the past or build a better future?"
"To cut loss and retreat or insist on return?"
"To spare or take them on?"
"An eye for an eye or be gracious and merciful?"
Love says to let go.
Free your spirit.
Free his spirit. Free their spirit.
Let him go. Let them go.
The score is settled. For you at least. You've seen the light. The destroyer - the joy stealer - brings only division, darkness and devastation. Move to a higher level. That way, the view is better to see the big picture. In willing submission put down your defenses.
Let them have their way... their need is greater.
Of course in reality everything remain the same. The change is only in your mind but that's already sufficient.
Enough to put matters in the proper perspective.
Everyone has to deal with his own demons of jealousy, envy, anger, strife, greed and others. They will have theirs to contend with.
You've dealt with yours. Keep going.
Exorcism is a daily process.
Victory is not when you can control or lord it over another person. That is quite simple with the use or rather misuse of power, money, muscle and authority.
True victory is when you can control you. When you can look at and live in total peace, harmony and synchronicity with the man in the mirror. That is when you're truly one up on the other.
Love can put things. Too much drama in the theatre of the mind opens too many options. Love throws them all out; the confusion, chaos and conflicts. Love functions best when you are a willing partner.
Yes, it was love that came to my rescue; raised my sinking heart, calm my raging spirit and stilled my despairing cry.
So long as I allow love to reign, I win...
Thursday, September 11, 2014
PERFECT UNION
We withhold nothing - good or bad, happy or sad - from the other. We take pride and delight in each other's company no end. Together we've overcome obstacles, faced challenges, taken the beatings, endured hardships and braved the storms.
But we've also done the impossible, scaled new heights, seen our dreams fulfilled and helped others fulfill theirs.
Although one is seen and the other hidden, we are undeniably one, in perfect union.
And for certain that is good.
I am my best company...
Thursday, September 4, 2014
DIFFERENT PERSPECTIVE
There's always one.
Find the balance and when you do, the tightrope of circumstances on which you tread, albeit precariously, becomes a personal platform for your life's finest performance.
For isn't life a stage ...?