2008-Oct-16 - Hearts Across the World |
Clattering along in the hot Indian sun,our train neared the southern city of Nagpur,India.Beside me this Thanksgiving Day sat my husband and our two adopted Indian sons.We were traveling to Nagpur to meet the small Indian girl we were adopting to complete iur family.Sadly,because the foreign adoption process takes a long time,we would not be able to take our daughter home to the United States right away.But at least we could visit her for a few hours.
Three years earlier,I had come to India from our home in Maryland and established a second residence in Hyderabad,near the orphanage where I was adopting my sons.Now I was staying in Hyderabad again,and my husband was visiting briefly from Maryland,where his job supported our efforts to adopt this little girl.The duration of my stay would be determined by the slow-moving Indian adoption court,a system over whick we had no control.But at least for a few hours on thes hot day,we could be a family.
Shortly after lunch,a bicycle rickshaw carried us the last miles to the overcrowded orphanage where we were greeted by a hundred eager faces,each hoping to belong to us.The sight was heartbreaking.And yet the people in charge seemed genuinely to care for the children,and the conditions,though humble,were orderly.
We waited,fidgeting in our seats,until a small,delicate girl was escorted into the room.Immediately,I recognized the child my heart had been praying for daily for almost a year.Ghita,our daughter!We hugged and kissed her in our joy,creating in that moment a bond that would last a lifetime.
Ghita could not speak a word of English,but it didn't matter.She was our daughter,and at last our family would be complete.We shared some ice cream and looked at picture books,then parted with tearstained smiles,knowing that in a month we could be together for good.
My husband returned to his job in the States,and I settled in with my sons in Hyderabad,almost 300 miles from the Nagpur orphanage,anxiously awaiting notification that Ghita's papers were processed.I often lay awake at night,imagining myself holding her in my arms and protecting her from harm in the crowded orphanage.She was so delicate,so trusting.
Finally the news arrived that I could proceed to Nagpur immediately to take custody of my daughter.Wasting no time,I arranged to travel by air,so that I would not have to leave my boys overnight.Then it happened-the Hindu temple at Ayodhya in the north was bombed by Muslims.Although we were thousands of miles away,Hyderabad was a heavily Muslim city.All flights were canceled for fear of terrorism,and the entire city was placed under curfew.
Undaunted,I decided to travel to Nagpur by train instead,making arrangements for my sons to stay with friends.But our hired driver,himself a devout Muslim,advised against it."Madam,you would not come home alive!" He explained that an American woman traveling alone would be a prime target for random violence.My close Hindu friends gave me the same advice and urged me to abandon my plans.
Then I hit on the idea of driving to Nagpur.After all,I reasoned,my driver was Muslim and I knew I could trust him.He had even helped us secure food during curfew,allowing the children and me to stay safely at home.But again he discouraged me."Madam,"he said,"I am only one man.What can I do against a gang of robbers? Be safe-remain at home!" I had to remember my responsibility to the children I already had,so I sadly surrendered to the reality that there was nothing to do but wait.
As the days turned into weeks and weeks into months, I prayed daily for my little daughter in the orphanage. What did she think? Did she even know why I hadn't come? My sons grew more agitated and harder to handle. I desperately needed support,but my husband and friends were 10,000 miles away. As the challenges I faced grew more severe,I realized that I alone had to meet them,through my own inner strength.Keep cool.Try to act normal.God,please give me the strength I need to get through this.
Gradually the tension between the Hindus and Muslims dissolved,curfew was lifted,and life in the city normalized.It was now March,four months since that sunny Thanksgiving Day when we met Ghita. My husband came to visit again,and I felt I had passed an enormous test.I could take a deep breath now and feel some lightness in my heart-and there in my heart was Ghita.
Then the miracle-the news that flights to Nagpur had resumed! We acted like lightning and within a few hours were holding tickets for the next day's flight.
The bicycle rickshaw to the orphanage seemed to move in slow motion.I could hardly contain maself.Then,finally,the moment we had waited for arrived.Out of the crowd of eager faces,I saw only one-one shining little face that stepped forward and said,"Mommy!" It was her first English word,spoken with eyes as big as the universe and enough love to last a lifetime.
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2008-Oct-16 - Where there is a will,there is a way |
Where there is a will,there is a way
"Where there is a will,there is a way.' I think we are all very familiar with proverb. It menas that if you are really determined to do something,no matter how diffcult it might be, youwill find a way of doing it at last.The important point is you must have the will to achieve the success.
Ninety percent of failures are due to the lack of a strong will.Many people simple say that they want something,but they do not make attempts or even any attempt to achieve it. On many occasions,people tend to exaggerate every small obstacle ,makeing the objective seem impossi-ble to attain.However ,in reality,if they have the will to success,they can get rid of the obstacles and achieve their goals one day.
Remember, only those with an undaunted will and spirint can fight their way to final wictory.Most famous people have this same experience. They have attained their status because they have had the will to overcome the seemingly insuperable obstacles .Many artist,writers,inv-entors,and states men have managed to succeed because they possess a strong will which has helped them to achieve success.
From this we can see that the main point one needs is a strong will. Week-willed people will never climb to the top of the mountain , On the other hand, strong-willed people will stand up against all difficulties and surmount the peak one after another.
So, my dear friends, if we want to accomplish anything in life, let's bear in mind that we must persevere. If we want to learn our lessons well in school, we must be diligent and never give up whenever we come across anything difficult. We shall find many of our lessons very hard, but let's consider that the harder they are better they will do us in the near future, if we have the strong will to persevere and learn them thoroughly
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2008-Sep-17 - WHO says China needs mental health care |
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WHO says China needs mental health care
Friday, June 20, 2008 4:10:10 AM
By HENRY SANDERSON
China faces growing demand for mental health care in the aftermath of last month's devastating earthquake, which killed at least 70,000 people and left millions homeless, the World Health Organization said Friday.
Medical services initially focused on treating injuries and preventing disease outbreaks after the May 12 earthquake, which centered around Sichuan province.
But almost six weeks later, efforts have turned to psychological support, which nearly everyone who has experienced the earthquake will need, Hans Troedsson, WHO's China representative, told reporters. This will place an increased demand on the health systems in Other World Photos
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local areas, which were already fractured in the disaster, he said.
"It clearly needs a lot of attention," said Troedsson, who earlier this month visited the quake zone, where scores of destroyed hospitals and clinics left acute shortages of staff and facilities.
The disabled and those who have undergone amputations will need to be rehabilitated, and between 5 percent to 10 percent of those affected by the quake will need more specific professional psychological support, he said.
China's Ministry of Health has asked the WHO to help with training, he said.
Health Minister Chen Zhu said Wednesday that China aims to build medical centers in affected counties and towns by September to provide regular health service, according to the official Xinhua News Agency.
No government estimate of people needing psychological help has been released, although state media has reported that they could number as high as 600,000.
Already, teams of psychologists, psychiatrists and volunteer counselors from other provinces have gone to the hardest-hit areas. A regulation introduced earlier this month also requires governments at all levels to provide people with psychological assistance, according to the official People's Daily newspaper.
In the past, there has been a social stigma attached to mental illness in China. Increasingly fast-paced and stressful lifestyles stemming from two decades of economic success have forced a greater awareness of the problem.
China needs to train health workers such as nurses in psychological support and build community-based mental health services with a good referral system for more complicated cases, Troedsson said.
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2008-Jun-27 - Resignation to My Husband |
My dearest dear,
I’m writing to tender my resignation to you. I do it with a heavy heart. I appreciate the opportunity of being your wife, and with the greatest reluctance, I decided to leave the place where I have lived for the last seven years. Serve as the wife to the man I loved and still love was a dream job. I shared joys and tears, praised and humored with you, and I dedicated my body and soul to create a world of ourselves. My faith in our home was the source of inspiration for me.
I still remember the wedding day when I made “till death do us apart” vow, how I was excited about our future. I liked to wake up every morning to see your smile; I liked to exchange gossip with you; and even discussing heatedly over some tiny issues seemed to be so fun! But after seven years of marriage, things have changed. Time was supposed to enhance our mutual understanding, and it was supposed to make us stay closer. But perhaps I am too childish to register the signs of “seven years itch”. I didn’t know since when our life has become stale, and since when we haven’t talked much. The kindle, we once so prided with, seemed to be dying.
It is inevitable that during seven years service I would become more cynical and frustrated about so-called “Equality rules” and “unfairness” in marriage. In the old times, I really enjoyed the chore and every household project. Clumsy as we were, we worked together to make things done. We teased each other about the mistakes we had made, and made loads of fun out of them. I felt elated when you said how pretty I was in apron. I was happy to see you take meals contentedly no matter how terrible the cook was. But it’s all my responsibility now. You refused to take the share of household chores because it is not manly. Further more, you constantly remind me that how the other wives cable of doing housework when I failed to tidy the rooms or something like that. While the family loads the work on one and the honor on the other; while endeavor couldn’t be recognized and appreciated, you can’t help but feeling distrustful, disloyal and cynical.
Things have become worse when our son has born. Raising a child is a lifelong project for us, and it needs our concerted efforts to be done. But for you he is more like a toy to play with. You are around with him when he is a happy, adorable baby, but push him away whenever he becomes fussy and crank. I was not born to calm down a crying baby, and it’s still a learning process for me. We need time to bond with our son one-on-one so that we could build up our competences in parenting. But now incompetence becomes the excuse of shying off responsibilities, while too much work, too little time make the capable one feel overwhelmed and burnout.
Do you still remember the teambuilding we used to engage in? We had so much fun together. I was happy because I felt involved, acknowledged and there was really great cohesiveness and tenderness. But now I am always left behind with our son when you are out with your friends. No more celebration for birthday, commemorative day and V-day because you regard them as total waste. Friends come first because they can help when you are in need. But what’s about all my efforts to take care of you and the family? Why suddenly I have become someone who could be conveniently ignored?
I am resigning because I have tired and failed to assess my fit with this job no longer. It takes two to fail a relationship. I admit that I have played my part. With all these bitter thoughts, I have become the one I despised the most. My engagingness must have tested your tolerance too. So I need some time to rest and think about our future.
Yours sincerely
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2008-Apr-17 - Cloisonne |
Cloisonne is a famous traditional enamel ware, known as the "Blue of Jingtai" in China, with a history of over 500 years. it was so called "blue" was the typical colour used for enamelling and "Jingtai" was the reign title of the 7th Ming Emperor. Enamel ware became very popular during the Emperor's reign. There is a great variety of products, such as vase, jar, bowl,plate, box and ash-tray. They are brilliant in colours and splendid in design.
Cloisonne is one of the famous arts and crafts of Beijing.The making of cloisonne requires rather elaborate and complicated processes; base-hammering, copper-strip inlay, soldering, enamel-filling, enamel-firing, polishing and gilding. The products are featured by excellent quality. The skill and workmanship have been handed down from the Ming Dynasty. Quite a number of new varieties have been created. it enjoys a high reputation both at home and abroad. They are mostly for export.
CLOISONNE-MAKING
The first step is body making. The material used for making the bodyis copper, because copper is easily hammered and stretched. This step requires a sound judgement in shaping and uniformity of thickness and weight. It is in fact the work of the copper smith. The only difference is that when an article is well shaped, the copper smith‘s work is finished, whereas the cloisonne craftsman’s work is just on the the start.
The second step is filigree soldering. This step requires great care and high creativeness. The artisan adheres copper strips onto the body. These strips are of 1/16 inch in diameter and of lengths as the artisan desires. The strips or filigree thus adhered make up a complicated but complete pattern. The artisan has a blueprint in mind and he can make full use of his experience, imagination and aesthetic view in setting the copper strips on the body.
The third step is to apply the colour which is known as enamel filling. The colour or enamel is like the glaze on ceramics. It is called falang. Its basic elements are boric acid, saltpetre and alkaline. Due to the difference in the minerals added, the colour differs accordingly. Usually one with much iron will turn grey, with uranium, yellow, with chromium, green, with zinc, white, with bronze, blue, with gold or iodine, red. In time of filling, all the colours, ground beforehand into minute powder and contained in plates, are placed in front of the workers and are then applied to the little compartments separated by filigree.
The fourth step is enamel firing. This is done by putting the article, with its enamel fillings, to the crucible. After a short moment, the copper body will turn red. But after firing, the enamel in the little compartment will sink down a bit. That will require a refilling. This process will go on repeatedly until the little compartments are finally filled.
The fifth step is polishing. The first polish is with energy. Its aim is to make the filigree and the filled compartments even. The whole piece is again put to fire. Polish once more with a whet stone. Finally, use a piece of hard carbon to polish again so as to obtain some lustre on the surface of the article.
The sixth step is gilding. This is done by placing the article in fluid of gold or silver. Add electric current. The exposed parts of the filigree and the metal fringes of the article will be smoothly and evenly gilded. After that, the metal part of the article will not get rusty. Then the article will again undergo another electroplating and a slight polish.
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2008-Feb-29 - Speak out Your Love |
¡¡There was once a guy who suffered from cancer, a cancer that can't be cured. He was 18 years old and he could die anytime. All his life, he was stuck in his house being taken cared by his mother. He never went outside but he was sick of staying home and wanted to go out for once. So he asked his mother and she gave him permission.
¡¡He walked down his block and found a lot of stores. He passed a CD store and looked through the front door for a second as he walked. He stopped and went back to look into the store. He saw a beautiful girl about his age and he knew it was love at first sight. He opened the door and walked in, not looking at anything else but her. He walked closer and closer until he was finally at the front desk where she sat.
¡¡She looked up and asked, "Can I help you?"
¡¡She smiled and he thought it was the most beautiful smile he has ever seen before and wanted to kiss her right there.
¡¡He said, "Uh... Yeah... Umm... I would like to buy a CD."
¡¡He picked one out and gave her money for it.
¡¡"Would you like me to wrap it for you?" she asked, smiling her cute smile again.
¡¡He nodded and she went to the back. She came back with the wrapped CD and gave it to him. He took it and walked out of the store.
¡¡He went home and from then on, he went to that store every day and bought a CD, and she wrapped it for him. He took the CD home and put it in his closet. He was still too shy to ask her out and he really wanted to but he couldn't. His mother found out about this and told him to just ask her. WOW Gold WOW Gold WOW Gold Kaufen So the next day, he took all his courage and went to the store as usual. He bought a CD like he did every day and once again she went to the back of the store and came back with it wrapped. He took it and when she wasn't looking, he left his phone number on the desk and ran out...
¡¡RRRRRING!!!
¡¡One day the phone rang, and the mother picked it up and said, "Hello?"
¡¡It was the girl!!! The mother started to cry and said, "You don't know? He passed away yesterday..."
¡¡The line was quiet except for the cries of the boy's mother. Later in the day, the mother went into the boy's room because she wanted to remember him. She thought she would start by looking at his clothes. So she opened the closet.
¡¡She was face to face with piles and piles and piles of unopened CDs. She was surprised to find all these CDs and she picked one up and sat down on the bed and she started to open one. Inside, there was a CD and as she took it out of the wrapper, out fell a piece of paper. The mother picked it up and started to read it. It said: Hi... I think U R really cute. Do u wanna go out with me? Love, Jocelyn.
¡¡The mother was deeply moved and opened another CD...
¡¡Again there was a piece of paper. It said: Hi... I think U R really cute. Do u wanna go out with me? Love, Jocelyn.
¡¡Love is... when you've had a huge fight but then decide to put aside your egos, hold hands and say, "I Love You."
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