Monday, August 13, 2012
Happy Birthday to My Beloved Late Teacher, LuDu U Sein Win
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Guardian Teacher ~ BaKoGi

Guardian Teacher
A small group of little birds,
Hunger and thirst for knowledge,
With well of good heart,
You put them up at your home to study free.
A small group of little birds,
Frightened and cowed,
With tender love,
You inspire them to fight on.
A small group of little birds,
Wander around and take shelters,
With loving care,
You give them faith to fly.
That small group of little birds,
Now, spread around this planet earth,
With never ending affection and deep respect,
Always miss you very much.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
501 Merchant Street (For My Teacher LuDu U Sein Win's Birthday)
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The door with a sign,
“Sorry, hit the limit this year,
Please come back next summer”,
Wait; do not walk away with a sigh.
Enlist your best friend,
Recommendation needed,
Three hundred for life,
Study and learn as you like.
Freedom of expression,
Be expressive in class discussions,
Encourage us to be truthful to ourselves,
Having a teacher like him is truly blessed.
A good man with kind heart,
Easy smile with a crutch,
Food for knowledge to offer,
Tidbits with tea to savor.
Now, the sign on the door gone.
Faded “Fly, fly high to the sky” still on the wall,
Books on shelf and corner in stack,
Same wall clocks chime in empty hall.
Now, familiar faces vanished,
His tasks still unfinished,
Still at his old house,
The beloved man on the same block.
Now, breathing with weaker lung,
Hair, more grayer,
But, his heart and mind ever stronger,
Wish him a healthy and happy Sixty Nine.
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Our Lady,My Hero-Daw Aung San Suu Kyi-昂山素姬

Our Lady, My Hero
Our Lady under house arrest,
Petite with mental might,
Our Lady with huge tasks,
Keep up this democratic fight.
Our Lady being locked up in Jail,
Dignity under pressure in tow,
Our Lady with conviction in tack,
Face up this injustice with grace.
Our Lady, Our Captain,
Her Love and Courage will not be cowed.
Our Lady will never bow.
She’ll be happy 64.
http://zh.wikipedia.org/wiki/昂山素季
Monday, June 1, 2009
PaPa, My Father

PaPa, My Father
When I lost in the maze of life,
He was my guiding light.
When I was sick in the hospital,
He made me feel like in the hotel.
When I was out of line,
He made me pay the fine.
When I was out of love,
He showered me with care.
When I was young,
He showed ways to learn.
When I did well,
He cheered me to excel.
When I failed,
His love never swayed.
When his birthday comes tomorrow,
I wish him happy and healthy fellow.
He’ll have a blessed and blissful day.
We’ll celebrate many more birthdays.
Friday, March 20, 2009
A Beautiful Day On Julie's Birthday
What a beautiful day!
A singing bird on the wing,
A dappling sunshine on my book,
A blue sky of the spring,
A lotus in the brook:
Make me to remember your birthday
It itself is as beautiful as your smile now.
Dedicated to Julie on her birthday from Malaysia
Friday, December 5, 2008
KongKong's 100th Birthday
KongKong would be 100 years old if he was still alive tomorrow. Sadly, he was away peacefully in his sleep in 1986. He was born on December 6th 1908 in Meixian, Guangdong, China.Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Happy Birthay to MweMwe
The Bright red sun is rising in the East,
Shining through the misty morning,
Greeting you 'Happy Birthday'.
The birds are flying out from their nests
In the early morning,
Singing sweetly to you 'Happy Birthday'.
The breeze is blowing warm,
Whispering gently the greatest day has come
And 'Happy Birthday'.
The ray of the sun, the beautiful voices of birds,
And the whispering of the breeze convey my best wishes to you,
My dearest sister on your Birthday.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Joy
Unceasable Feeling Mood and Action,
Long and winding like a river,
In each and every changing of the seasons,
Electrifying our reasons of joy.
The Joyous day has come,
The Unhappiness was left behind,
Yet, the Love is shining like a star,
In the evening sky,
Without End through the night.
Joy of all seasons,
Unplayed music and unsung lyrics,
Lost and found friends,
In mood for songs and dance,
Each and every birthday anew.
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Sunday, March 2, 2008
Brother's Birthday
Thursday, December 6, 2007
Birthday-The Day I Was Born
remember how Marmar was in labor pain when she gave birth to me. And also, Papa said I should remember, how Popo was so excited and went riding a bicyle to the hospital in the middle of the night with a termo flask, which was filled with Chinese Herb Tonic Chicken soup for Marmar although she was afraid of darkness and unseen ghosts and sprits. Popo was thrown off the bicyle on the way to the hospital because the streets had no lights. Popo was using the light generated by dynamo. The soup flask was broken and the soup ended on the street. She was very upset about the accident. This accident foretold bad sign. She sensed of Marmar's difficulty in labor. The unborn child might be in danger. That child is here writing about that accident now.
Popo was a very good playmate and the best grandma. She taught me how to play badminton. She also taught me how to
rely on oneself. She was funny. She was a good story teller. She was intelligent and religious. She would bring back new badminton racquets and shuttlecocks from Rangoon. We would play on the street in the evening after school. She would secure her longgyi (Sarong) with belt and wore canvas shoes before we played. We showered after the game. Then, we had our dinner. I would do some homeworks from school. My sister and I joined Popo for some prayers in Hakka before I went to bed. She had taught us how to pray in Hakka. She had shown her great love to us by caring, playing and doing things together. We had done alot of things together. She taught me how to bone a chicken. I would never forget that she made sure I learnt those stuffs as she would be moving to Rangoon with KongKong after he retired in the end of 1980......more to come.



