The Man Who Tried To Pay

Once there was a man and he went to a restaurant.  He tried to pay for it (sic) but he couldn’t pay.  He tried and he tried but he couldn’t get his way.  So the Mum who was there, payed (sic).  He couldn’t pay because the Mum with him came there almost every day.

The End

Sep 2010

This was on the same occasion as the previous story.  Norman tried to pay but Ying exerted the ‘influence of regular patronage’ and compelled the cashier to reject Norman’s money.

MEGAN & THE QUARTER-BOWLS OF RICE

There once was a girl called Megan who loved to eat rice.

One day, she went to a restaurant called (sic) Robson heights (sic). She had some rice.  She ate a whole bowl of rice, and her Mom left a quarter-bowl of rice, and she ate it.  Her Granduncle left a quarter-bowl of rice too.  She also ate that.

The End

Sep 2010

We had dinner that evening at a Chinese place along Jalan Robson.  There were 5 of us: Ying, Norman, Tua Lau Ko, Grandma and Megan.  Megan ate up her own bowl of rice and then all the remaining quarter-bowls of rice.

STORM

I go out to play
Rain falls from the sky
And it pitter patters near my eye
Thunder strikes and I feel scared
I run, run inside

Megan Abigail Yap (7)

16th September, 2011

CHRISTMAS IN A BOX

If someone gave a box to you, you would feel so very touched.
So why not give, if you can, to kids who don’t have very much.


Grab a box, fill it up, a hundred fifty (thousand) isn’t tough.
Drop it off, come along, we’ll have a ball, soon enough!


So if you’re keen, keep it up, we’ll tell you more in just a bit.
Fill those boxes with all your heart, and they, for sure, will be a hit.


These kids are tough, they’ve seen a lot, they need love more than you’d believe,
So, as Jesus says in Acts 20:35, ‘It is more blessed to give than to receive’.

Contributed by Megan Yap (7), assisted by Kenneth and Ying
22nd Septenber, 2011

OUR PLAYGROUND

You can slide down the slides

Swing on the monkeybars

And catch butterflies!

Haiku, Jogjakarta

Waffle, butter, yum!

Rice, tea, eggs, bread, hash browns, Mum!

Coffee, milk, pain tum!

August, 2010

Kenneth, Ying, Grandma and Megan were having breakfast in our hotel.  Megan had the food described in the first-line of the haiku; Ying had the second; Kenneth had this absolutely rich latte (third line) that we were convinced would give him cramps from lactose intolerance.