Abigail the Mouse

The little mouse paid a visit to the wise ol' Uncle Google and found something rather interesting about herself. Little did the little mouse know, she is very much featured in books and cartoons and plays. Books, cartoons and plays for little children, to be precise.

There's this cartoon on the family of Furlings, where Abigail Wood Mouse explore new adventures with her cute furry friends.



http://www.raelambert.com/characters/furlings.htm


Then there's this little children book on Abigail Mouse and her fellow friend Sophie the rabbit.


http://www.powells.com/biblio?show=HARDCOVER:USED:9781561484348:4.50#synopses_and_reviews


And there is this play...


http://perso.wanadoo.es/e/lingua_arts/mouse.html


Interesting! The little mouse is more popular than she could ever imagine. Popular to little children, to be precise :)

Passion for Dancing! (Part II)

Yes, dancing updates! The little mouse is always ever so excited to share about her passion in dancing. Never has she regretted taking time off to go for the classes. You know, the time she spent on dancing classes, she could gladly use is for.... well, sleeping... and the money for the dancing fees for... well, eating...

Hmm... eating and sleeping... a definite sign of PPM (Pre-Procrastination Syndrome), which will lead to SDD (Silent Dream Death). Let’s not dwell into that, shall we? Life has too much wonder to discover :)

Back to the topic.

The little mouse would really really really (yes, crazily really) would want to get a pair of purple dancing shoes! Yes, for the love of dancing and her purple indulgence. But, hardly she can find dancing shoe shops or shoe makers in her homeland. However, that did not stop her from browsing through the designs in the Internet. And all you Internet lovers say, amen!

These dancing shoes are just lovely shoes… really an adoration…*drool*

But, she still needs to scout her homeland for it. Most probably she needs to open her mouth and ask her fellow dancing friends in her class.

In the meantime, let’s drool over the pictures she got from the web site: http://www.latindancefashions.com






Yes, yes and yes. This is NOT purple. But it's really nice swweeeettt... :)

Ode to Wern

The little mouse has a wonderful friend, Wern. When she knew that her friend is leaving to another land in pursue of her dreams, the little mouse was broken hearted. For she knew she will miss her wonderful friend dearly. Especially the sharing and the bonding with her…

The chits and the chats together…
The laughter and giggles shared…
The classical music and the orchestra listened…
The blues and swings and the jazz night out…

“I’ll already missing you…” exclaimed the little mouse, though there is three more month till she leaves.
So, the little mouse blesses her dear friend. And pray that the Lord will bless her and guide her as she ventures out into the foreign land. Pray for protection over her safety and health. And pray for favor among the people in that land. Pray that she will prosper in wisdom, health and wealth. And also, pray that she will not forget her little mousie friend in her homeland. Amen.

Passion for Dancing!

It was the little mouse’s New Year resolution three year ago. Then, it became her resolution for the next year. And the year after that…

Well, have to admit it, procrastination is a deadly silent dream killer.

“Enough is enough! It’s time to take action. Or again, let my heart suffer from another year of lost dream!” Hmm… ok, the little mouse was a bit exaggerating. But then again, why let down a passion God has placed in her heart doze off into silent slumber… again…

On the first month of the year 2007, the little mouse went on a journey of exploration and search. She took time and effort to search far and wide (on the day she really wanted to sleep! Oh yes, nothing like a Sunday afternoon nap). After her daily work, she pursued on her exploration. She enquired, observed, sampled…

And yes, she finally decided…

The dance school she’s going to enroll! Yes, you got that right! The little mouse is learning to dance. Latin dance, to be precise.

Now, she has gone through two wonderful classes. She enjoyed the savor of every moment. Well, sometimes she does feel silly; dancing on her own, observing her own feet, counting the beats and giggling profusely. Nevertheless, she never could imagine dancing can such a breathtaking passion (literally speaking, the little mouse sometimes forgot to breathe while counting her steps).

Oh, how she longs to dance and dance and dance! An hour class weekly never seems enough. The steps, the twirls, the beats, the sway… how she wishes to dance all night long.

And how thankful she is to God. Who had planted such passion in her heart… Amen!

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BTW, good site for those who are interested about dancing; whether it's good ol' cha cha cha, the fun quicksteps and even the elegant waltz. They even post video clips on how to do some basic dancing steps.

http://www.ballroomdancers.com

Psalm 23

Taken from a forwarded email :)

Psalm 23

The Lord is my Shepherd
That's Relationship!

I shall not want
That's Supply!

He maketh me to lie down in green pastures.
That's Rest!

He leadeth me beside the still waters.
That's Refreshment!

He restoreth my soul
That's Healing!

He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness.
That's Guidance!

For His name sake
That's Purpose!

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death.
That's Testing!

I will fear no evil.
That's Protection!

For Thou art with me
That's Faithfulness!

Thy rod and Thy staff they comfort me,
That's Discipline!

Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of my enemies.
That's Hope!

Thou anointest my head with oil,
That's Consecration!

My cup runneth over.
That's Abundance!

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life.
That's Blessing!

And I will dwell in the house of the Lord.
That's Security!

Forever.
That's Eternity!

Quando Quando Quando

Yes, the little mouse finally heard her all time favourite swing performed live at Alexis. Most yummiest tiramisu cake ever too :)

Quando, Quando, Quando
(originally a pop song by Engelbert Humperdinck. Also sang by Michael Buble's, with a jazzy twist :D )

Tell me when will you be mine
Tell me quando quando quando
We can share a love divine
Please don't make me wait again

When will you say yes to me
Tell me quando quando quando
You mean happiness to me
Oh my lover tell me when

Chorus:
Every moments a day
Every day seems a lifetime
Let me show you the way
To a joy beyond compare

I can't wait a moment more
Tell me quando quando quando
Say its me that you adore
And then darling tell me when

Chorus:
Every moments a day
Every day seems a lifetime
Let me show you the way
To a joy beyond compare

I can't wait a moment more
Tell me quando quando quando
Say its me that you adore
And then darling tell me when

Amazing Grace

Little mouse's worship for tonight :) The good ol' Amazing Grace.

(By John Newton)

G C G
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound,
D
That saved a wretch like me!
G C G
I once was lost, but now am found,
Em D G
Was blind, but now I see.

'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved;
How precious did that grace appear,
The hour I first believed!

Through many dangers, toils and snares,
We have already come;
'Tis grace has brought me safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home.

When we've been here ten thousand years,
Bright shining as the sun,
We've no less days to sing God's praise
Than when we'd first begun.

Good, Better, Best!

The worst enemy of "Better"
Is not "Bad"
Nor it is "Worse"
And not even "Worst".

It is "Good".

Paradoxical? No way!

Be Holy (Part 2)

Third day of the little mouse new work in the big-big world “out there”. Responsibilities are bucketing. Expectation is pilling big. Challenges spawns like mushrooms on a rainy day. Learning to be more optimistic in life is the first lesson the little mouse is to learn, you may say.

Well, not actually…

The first and foremost and also most important lesson the little mouse should, and keep on learning, is to be holy.

The little mouse was attempting to squeeze her car into the teeny weeny parking space, when suddenly she heard a sound. A tiny sound mighty enough to push her into the deepest, darkest pit of anxiousness.

Sssvvvxxxtttddd... Her car had “accidentally” scraped the car next to the parking space she was trying to get in. Just as she was plunging down into the deepest, darkest pit of anxiousness, time suddenly stopped. She turned her head and saw. Behold! The “poor injured” car was an oh-so-lavishly-expensive-and-never-in-her-life-see-such-a-beautiful-car! After a minute ogling at the luxurious car, she continued her journey of plunging down the deepest, darkest pit of anxiousness.

Then, ran three parking attendants to her.

Mr. Parking 1: OHHHHH… You smashed the car! You smashed Mr. Richman’s car!
Mr. Parking 2: AHHHHH… How now, har? How?
Little mouse: (speechless… while looking at the three tiny five-centimeters grazes at the bumper)
Mr. Parking 1: The car is damaged!! (voice raising high)
Little mouse: (speechless… still looking at the three tiny five-centimeters grazes at the bumper)
Mr. Parking 2: How now, little missy? What you are to do about it? (his stern look fired a high capacity laser beam into the little mouse’s heart)
Little mouse: (speechless… sobbing quietly while praying for God’s help)
Mr. Parking 3: This car is extremely expensive, you know! What you are going to do about it? (his words fired gazillions of bullets into her heart)
Little mouse: (praying even harder) I am sorry. I will pay for the damages caused.
Mr. Parking 2: Ok, pay now!!
Mr. Parking 3: You know how expensive this car is? You better pay now!
Little mouse: Erm, I will pay the car owner myself and say sorry to him.
Mr. Parking 1: How can? Pay us now!
Little mouse: I’ll give you my phone number. Please pass it to him and kindly ask him to give me a call. I’ll settle with him.
Mr. Parking 1: Just pay us now and get it over with! Mr. Richman is going to be furious when he knows you damage his car! (his annoyed look launched ten thousands torpedoes into her heart)
Little mouse: It’s ok. I will apologize to him myself. I will settle the payment myself.
Mr. Parking 2: Pay us! Why don’t you pay us! He’ll be fuming with anger with us! You know, we’ll be the one he’ll bawl at. (his anger launched five millions silos targeting to hit her heart)
Little mouse: Then, just pass Mr. Richman my details… I’ll talk to him… (trembling with fear and praying even harder)
Mr. Parking 1: … (speechless)
Mr. Parking 2: … (speechless)
Mr. Parking 3: … (speechless)

So, then, the three parking attendants took the little mouse’s details and phone number to be passed to Mr. Richman. Mr. Richman did call the end of the day. He was not really a baddie. Rich... very very rich, but not really a baddie. He was actually glad that she had passed her contact to him and not to run away by giving the money to the parking attendants. The little mouse knew that if she were to give money to the three parking attendants, she does not need to go through the hassle of meeting up with Mr. Richman to discuss on the payment for the damages (yes, three tiny five-centimeters grazes, to be precise) she had caused.

The amount to be paid was then settled. The amount she has to pay for the three tiny five-centimeters grazes on his car bumper was more than what she expected. Yes, far far FAR more and even beyond what she expected to pay. Then, there she goes again, plunging down into the deepest, darkest pit of anxiousness…

Well, at least, she’s glad she made the right choice. Her loving God will help her through… Amen.


1 Peter 1:15-16 (NIV)
(15) But just as he who called you is holy, so be holy in all you do; (16) for it is written: "Be holy, because I am holy."

Be Holy (Part 1)

Yesterday was the little mouse’s first day at work in a new place. Oh what great scent; the whiff of a new adventure! After a hard day of work (not really though), it’s time for the little mouse to travel back to her humble abode.

Unfamiliar with the route home, the little mouse could not decide on whether on taking the left turn or heading straight. On one second, the little mouse thought, “I remembered, it’s the left turn!”

But, at the very last second, “Oh no, I think I am supposed to go straight…”

And off her little mousie car swayed, from the left lane to the middle lane.

Oblivious to her, she committed an “illegal” move! Mr. Policemantoe and Mr. Policemantaa who was at the junction stopped her. “Oh no, what wrong have I done?” the little mouse pondered, while her mind is still very much cluttered with question; which direction leads her home.

Mr. Policemantaa: Hey, mousie lady, you know what traffic offenses you did?
Little mouse: Err… no, actually…
Mr. Policemantaa: Sure?
Little mouse: Was it because I swayed to the middle lane?
Mr. Policemantaa: You did an illegal sway, my dear! Where are you heading?
Little mouse: Home. I thought home was that way. But in the end, I think it’s this way.
Mr. Policemantaa: Heck, no. You should take that way. That way leads you home. Why the sudden change of mind?
Little mouse: I was not sure. I am very unfamiliar to this place.
Mr. Policemantaa: So how? Want to pay the fine or not?
Little mouse: Huh? Not pay the fine?
Mr. Policemantaa: Yes, missy. Not pay the fine…
Little mouse: … (stared blankly at him)
Mr. Policemantaa: Treat us a meal, if you wish not pay the fine. (grinning cheek to cheek)
Little mouse: … (continue to stare blankly at him)
Mr. Policemantaa: Yes, just gave both of us a “treat”. Else, you have to pay 300 Dils. That’s a lot, you know! (grinning ear to ear)
Little mouse: 300 Dils??? (eyes opened bewildered)

Then, in all sudden, the little mousie angel and the little mouse devil appeared on both side of her shoulder.

The red devil whisper to her in one ear, “Hey, 300 Dils is a lot of money! Think of the hard work you poured in to earn a better living. Think about all the pretty dresses and delicious meals you can buy with it. Come on, give them a ‘treat’. Besides, everyone does it! It’s so common. So normal. So, why not?”

And so, the little red devil continued with his long, elaborated thesis on why not the little mouse gave a “meal treat” to the policemen.

The little white angel spoke of only two words. In a gentle whisper, he said, “Be holy”.

Little mouse: Err… Mr. Policemantaa, it’s ok. Since I have done wrong, I deserved the fine.
Mr. Policemantaa: What???????? (eyes wide opened bewildered)
Mr. Policemantoe: What’s happening here? So, how little missy?
Mr. Policemantaa: This little missy wants a fine!
Little mouse: I have done wrong. Please fine me.
Mr. Policemantoe: Are you sure? Come, let me see your driving license.
Little mouse: Here you go.

So, Mr. Policemantoe took the little mouse’s driving license and took out his pen and this notebook.

Mr. Policemantoe: Where you heading, missy? (flipping the pages of his notebook)
Little mouse: Oh, I am heading home. May I ask, which way to home. I am quite lost.
Mr. Policemantoe: Oh, go straight. That’s the easier route. Don’t turn left.
Little mouse: Will there be traffic jam there?
Mr. Policemantoe: Well, in this hustling-bustling city, it will be jammed.
Little mouse: Oh… no other way?
Mr. Policemantoe: Yes, but straight would be much easier.
Little mouse: Thanks, Mr. Policemantoe.
Mr. Policemantoe: Hmmm… next time becareful. Don’t do any illegal move anymore, okay?

And then, the policeman handed her back her license… just her license. She received no fine.

She’s glad she made the right choice; that is to be holy as Lord her God is holy. For her choice pleases God. And that is what matter most.

Thank God.

1 Peter 1:15-16 (NIV)
(15)But just as he who called you is holy, so be holy in all you do; (16)for it is written: "Be holy, because I am holy."