Week's Wick: 2006 Israel-Lebanon Conflict
2006 Israel-Lebanon Conflict
War is ugly.
Lives are lost.
He lost his friend.
She lost her love.
They lost their children.
Everyone lost their peace.
War is ugly.
Looking at things through a unique point of view...
In string theory, physicists tell us that the subatomic particles that make up our universe are created within ten spatial dimensions (plus an eleventh dimension of "time") by the vibrations of exquisitely small "superstrings". The average person has barely gotten used to the idea of there being four dimensions: how can we possibly imagine the tenth?When you reach the site, move your cursor to "Navigation" (the right side) then click on "Imagining the Ten Dimensions".
The tag line reads “Looking at things from a unique point of view”…but before you dismiss this as “another teen blog”, give this one a chance. A student in Singapore, Stephen is quick to point out that he is not a Stephanie, and although there really isn't anything very unqiue about Steph's point of view, his writings reveal something honest, insightful and delightfully quirky. From a list of things one can do on a bus to reflections on the definition of beauty and even his belief in God, each of Steph's posts is worth reading.Here's the link you can click where you'll be redirected to a site to rate my blog.
Overall Experience - 7
Interesting and full of fresh material, this young man tackles his daily intersts with such thought and gusto ( always with links), his blog crosses over from being a typical teen read, to one with somewhat more substance (albeit humorous). If not for anything else, those in need of a good chuckle should definitely swing by Steph’s.
"Yup, that’s right. Ethan’s first ever drum set was the ever present, ultra mobile shoulders of mine. During church services (especially the fast paced songs), Ethan would readily bounce along in my arms and drum on my shoulders when he was somewhere between the age of 1 to 2. Before long, we noticed that he had a very natural sense of rhythm and was rather precise in his groove and crashes (on the “cymbals”). Needless to say, he looked forward to every worship service!I am impressed. Are you?
During the weekdays, Ethan would drum on my lap and palms whether we were in the car or on the MRT. We would either be listening to music from the car stereo or I would be singing, with him drumming along to practically any tune or groove."
"Tim, you sure we'll be back alive?"His order came. He looked at it for awhile before tasting it. It was somewhat familiar...
"Aw Zack, I've promised Betsy that I'll be there for her and Mike."
"You better keep your promise."
"Haha, how about you and Carol?"
"I've a feeling my sis has a torch for you. Relax, it doesn't burn."
"That's the worst joke ever."
"Hey Zack! You eating your rations again?"It was his favourite. Chewing his burger, he looked at the traffic in front of him...
"Yes. Sad that there isn't any chicken burgers though."
"And I thought only chickens eat chicken burgers...haha."
"Thats the enemy right in front of us! Zack"He stopped for awhile. Staring into space, he was lost in his thoughts.
"Oh please why now? It's still so dark."
"Tim! Harry's gone! The sentry post has been overtaken!"Part of the burger was in his mouth. His handphone vibrated. He came back to reality. Carol's meeting him later to fetch their kids. His appetite was lost due to the horrible memories he had.
"Of all the post, why ours? Fall back!"
1. The Old Fart
I was in the bus stop the other day, waiting for my bus early in the morning. While waiting, there was this senior citizen who walked past me and leaned against one pillar. I didn't really take notice of him as I was still half-asleep.
Then suddenly, without any warning, there was this very loud fart. It lasted for a foul 3 seconds. If you think 3 seconds is short, take a break and try to count for 3 seconds. The early morning silence was broken by what sounded like a semi-automatic M16. Needless to say, it was very loud. All eyes were on him. I looked at him. He looked around as if someone else did it, digged his nose before taking the bus. Talk about being getting attention.
2. Old And YoungMy reflections? Babies are truly innocent and cute group of people. They are able to bring a smile across your face, magically fade that tired day of yours away and call you "daddy" and "mummy". The baby was cute. Her mother must be proud of that fact. What's sad is the old man. I guess he felt rejected when the mother pushed the pram, no, the baby in the pram, away. I guess humans judge others by their appearance.
When the bus stopped, there was this senior citizen who alighted. He looked frail and skinny. His face did not show any signs of happiness or joy. It was just a sad frown. Quite a pitiful sight. He walked along the aisle before sitting on one of the seats.
A few stops later, there was this mother who took the bus. She brought along her baby girl (about 6 months old?) into the bus. The baby was placed on a pram. It was quite difficult moving about in the narrow aisle. A lot of "Excuse me" and some "Sorry" would be needed to push the pram through the aisle. That was what she did.
It was then that I noticed his expression. The senior citizen gave a smile. It was quite a warm smile. He looked at the baby girl and smiled. He made some actions, trying to relay some messages to the young one. Somehow that scene looked like a bridge between the senior and junior members of society. The mother didn't really bothered about him. It may be due to his appearance that made the mother cautious. The mother pushed the pram over to the rear part of the bus before sitting down. The old man turned his head to the back with a last smile before switching back to his sad face.