When was the last time you receive an Eid Card? Because I would like to send you one since I’m feeling quite festive this year.
It’s quite hard to find a cute and fun card lately. I used to get one that looks like an ATM Machine and gives out fake rm50 notes. Ha ha. Oh.. where can I find a Memory Lane like shop here? I’ll have to make do with the traditional mosque, serious-y cards for now.
But I will keep on searching. Just like birthday cards.. if I ever stumble on a cute one, I will buy it and store it – to be used for future birthdays! I am still looking for independent local illustrators who designs postcards so I could buy some for my postcrossing projects.. LOLz..
If you are keen to participate in this project, PLEASE SEND ME AN EMAIL HERE!
This offer is only open to residents living in MALAYSIA. Open to 15 slots only.
It is FREE
You will get pretty stamps
You will read happy stuff on the card
These parcels are my token of love and friendship to these girls. Who are professionals in their own field expanding their career. Who are also Mothers and Wives in their own rights. I hope to do this every year for as long as I live. So they know that they’ll always have someone to lean on in times of despair. And so their children may also get to know an aunt that goes by the name of Minci.
This year’s goodies include;
- a recyclable Kungfu Panda shopping bag
- a kaftan I bought from Tganu for aktiviti mantai
- empty money packets
- 2 facial masks in prep for Eid
- and Eid card with surprise stuff for the kids
Outgoing tomorrow!! With postcards for postcrossing!!!
2 of my postcards arrived at their destinations – France and Thailand. The other two postcards are still travelling. He he.. any more postcrossers here?
I find myself being able to relate to a lot of things with Riley in the Inside Out animation movie. Of how we lose our imaginary friends or lose a set of skills we once knew. I was so sad when Riley’s Island of playing hockey crumbled to pieces because that was exactly how I felt when I couldn’t continue to pursue my interest in dancing. Not just any form of dance but my traditional Sarawak dance.
SODA PosMalaysia : Traditional Dance Series
February Issue 2016
I was 10 years old. We were practicing very hard to represent our school and participate in a dancing competition held in Kuala Lumpur. My teacher was so excited. Us kids including myself were so excited as well. I was already imagining myself wearing the traditional costume – I was the lead for the Iban tribal dance. I managed to practice for 2 weeks when one fine day my father delivered ‘great news’ to the family.
He was to pursue his Masters study in Cranfield, UK and the whole family is coming with him and staying there for a year. My dance teacher Encik Sabri naturally panicked but he understood,
mun kawu tek pindah rah key ell jak..senanglah aku nak nganta kawu balit rah mak bapak.. tok pindah ke ukey.. gine ku nak molah.. sekpalah Min.. nang sekda rezki kawu nak bertandak kinek tok
yeh.. I think that was what he said. Ha ha.
So I left Dance but I learnt new things in the UK. My spoken English improved, I read better and faster in the language. I picked up a bit of French. I fell in love with fish and chips and muffins. I made new friends. I saw an interesting world outside Malaysia. I did not kind of regret not being able to dance for I have so much more to gain, but I still miss it from time to time of course.
When I came back to Malaysia, I was too old for dancing. Plus I had to prepare for the UPSR exam. In secondary school, I was intimidated by other better dancers – I did try to make an appearance in one of those yearly school dramas but still I was not even close to second best. I think my glasses made me look like a duck.
It was only later prior to starting housemanship – at an induction camp did I tried to step into dancing again. We were to perform for this particular Dinner exercise. At first I did not volunteer to be part of the dancing group, however.. upon seeing that only the ‘teacher’ had ‘life’ to his motions – I felt the urge to give my support.
I was a quick learner. As I have the basics. My ‘teacher’ seemed pleased as I was able to catch up very fast to the other team members. And I guess my pictures during the night managed to capture how I felt. IMMENSE JOY AND SATISFACTION. It was like seeing your best friend again sorta thing. I was smiling like a silly monkey. It felt natural to perform with a smile. The most wonderful smile I could give.
If you keep coming back for someone/something – you might as well just
marry him get it. It’s a guilty pleasure but I finally caved in. I opened myself a SODA account with POSMALAYSIA.
Standing Order Deposit Account (SODA) loosely means I get to have the new stamps in mint condition delivered to my doorstep when they are launched.
Pros : I don’t have to walk to the post office beside my hospital and stand in queue just to get the stamps.
Cons : I tend to receive them late – like in a fortnight.
Philatelist is a big word. I would not consider myself as one. I just want the stamps for suka2 purposes. So I could give more life to the parcel kasih sayang I send to my girls. Perhaps this year we could spread more love to birthday cards. Facebook wishes ain’t cool enuff. Old people like us use snailmail. *curl lil biceps* HIhi.
There were a few choices of items I could order with regards to the stamps. Based on Google – I learnt that MINT means new stamps . Those kind of smarty pants terminology ya know.
I was baffled as to which ‘set’ I should choose. I later chose the
- Complete set of stamps (MINT)
- Stamp sheet (MINT)
This means I have to dust off my stamp book at my mother’s home and bring it over to mine – hohoyeah.
It seems that a lot of people I know are celebrating their birthdays in February – HAPPY BIRTHDAY folks!
The next editions are Traditional Malay dances… that should be interesting.. hmmm.. should I reactivate my postcrossing account now..