THE MESIAN-MESSAGE NO. 159 - FEBRUARY, 2015
THE THIRD OF 3 OUT OF 3 HARBNS SINGH SPONSORED EDITION
by John Chinniah
The latest issue Mesian 157 has unfolded some amazingly interesting information on Health awareness - especially on EYES.
This newsletter is now more of an educational "Medical Journal" with advice and remedies especially for the ageing members.
Again the author has realised that 80% of his readers are of an average age of 65-75 years and very likely some moving 3-legged, some short of hearing, while many are unable to see the line on their palms with glasses on. The author has done extremely well in his sharing of info on "eyes sight" for the benefit of his readers from a traditional view of cure. Traditional medicine is very popular in many countries.
The traditional remedy on "Rejuvenation Recipe for Sharp Vision" as appeared at a very appropriate time to help the members to be aware of their eye-sight condition and help them to improve and correct any aged-related macular degeneration.
So the recipe for sharp vision will help the average member to overcome his/her problems. He has highlighted a prescription to improve our vision and keep it good. The ingredients are cheap, easily available and completely natural.
I assume the author has tested the highly effective mixture of lemon, garlic and honey on himself or on some close friends and found it very effective.
Now the good Samaritan is extending his bucket, grab it and follow the prescription closely with your new vision. Let 2015 be a sharp vision year for all members.
Please read my views with a sense of humour. Tq - JohnChinniah PPN
I DROVE OUT AND HEADED TO TAMAN DESA. THERE I DELIVERED TWO OF MY BOOKS TO LEM FOONG TEE. Earlier I had called her but she said she was out. So I thought I might as well drop the books into her letter box. On arrival I rang her door chime. Oh! She was in. I waited for her to open the door. I went in and she gave me coffee. We talked for a while. Nowadays every morning she would go for exercises. Then she would go to some Korean health care centre to take some exercises on some kind of health machines. She asked if I could join her but I declined because I had to look after the missus who was incapacitated after her fall. Foong Tee looked healthy and lively. She said she was always careful when she move around. She observed they have thinned though my weight had only dropped just two kg. There was also a less prominent tummy.
I also delivered books to Hooi Yew Chee but could not meet him and his spouse. I hit whatever I could to make some noise to see if anybody was in the house. There was no one to answer the door. So I dropped the books into his letter box. Back at home I rang his phone. Well, the number did not exist anymore. I e-mailed him to tell him what I had done. The e-mail delivery failed. I hope he had opened his letter box and retrieved the books.
I rang Wong Lan Chan's home phone number. Her daughter answered the call. She said her mom was no more. Lan Chan succumbed to the dreaded ailment called cancer a year and a half ago! OUR CONDOLENCES TO THE BEREAVED FAMILY.
BURGLARS STRIKE AT DATO' TED MILES'S
One day YengKee rang me. He said he had heard of rumours of a burglary. Oh! That was a common thing nowadays actually. What was the big hoohaa about it. No, it concerned our mentor. YengKee said the rumours had it that thieves had broken into Dato' Ted Miles' s house. But YengKee said it was rumoured only.
So I rang Lai Mei the care-giver to get the actual story. "Yes, burglars had broken into our house the other day." Lai Mei said. "How could it happen with so many dogs guarding the house?" I asked.
Lai Mei said that day she took Dato' to the hospital for his regular check-up. During that time they were out, burglars entered the house. There was no real break-in for the windows were not closed. The thieves just clambered into the bungalow through the windows. They must have bribed the dogs with foods or shooed them away with sticks. She circumstantially deduced. Even if they barked their hearts out, there were nobody around.
The thieves took away Dato's computer and television. Then they ransacked the house and some cash they found. The money belonged to Lai Mei. They took that as part of their booty The thieves must also be drinkers for they also carted away bottles of red wine. Well, we have to be very careful nowadays for muggers are almost everywhere.
Hey! Look at this sentence in my book TED MILES REVEALED (page 111) where Dato' said, I'm quite aware that some people call it "The Haunted House", and I don't mind at all. If it has that reputation, burglars are more likely to stay away.
So those thieves were not afraid of ghosts eh! Whether the house is haunted or not I do not know. But one day when I tried to take some shots with my hand phone camera in a room upstairs, all the camera functions suddenly malfunctioned. Someone standing beside me cautioned, "I think you get the hint - don't mess around here, get out!" Immediately I got the message. I walked away in a hurry.
HAVE TEA WITH BAHARI SHAFIE
One afternoon, I went to meet BahariShafieto whom my book TED MILES REVEALED I had sent a copy. For, on receiving it, Bahari had called me. We arranged that we should meet to have tea. I was so glad on hearing that. So I drove over to Taman Tun Dr. Ismail in KL. Oops! KL means Kuala Lumpur. Not Kuala Lipis from where Bahari originated. Bahari was late to appear at our agreed rendezvous. I waited and it was worth the wait for Bahari told me some very interesting stories in the 1960s.
When Bahari arrived he apologized for his missus needed his presence and attention for a while. Fine. Bahari opened the book that he had received from me. In it he pointed out his good self while he was inTed Miles's hostel. In the photograph on page 81 he was there during study hours peering into a book opened in front of him. Then he also pointed out the figures of the late Syed Adnan and John Clement. That led him to narrate the long story about Syed Adnan especially his romance with a girl of a different ethnicity.
Those days Bahari came from Kuala Lipis where his late father was the headmaster of a school in a Malay village. As the most lettered man around his late father was as a highly respected personality in the community. Moreover, the old man was very versatile and readily available in helping the poor villagers in whatever ways he could then. We prattled on and on until it was already quite late. It was six when we bade each other goodbye.
The following is Page 81 of the my book TED MILES REVEALED by Chan Suy Sang
........ investigated and checked to ensure they were genuine calls. If anyone was found to be dishonest in one way or another, he would be banned from his "night out" to town.
Yes, the boys were only allowed one night out to town in a week. Sometimes even that night out was wiped out due to a misbehaviour. Then the boy would stay in for days in the hostel. They were punished. They would be required to carry and stack firewood or scrub the floor. You may call this as a sort of hard labour.
Talking of squabbles, the boys sometimes quarrelled. Then Ted Miles would bring them into his office and talk them over. The feuding parties would be made to talk again. The quarrels settled. If not settled, he made them settle their differences with boxing gloves in the badminton court just outside the main door. A couple of punches would whack the feuding parties back to shape!
To keep the boys in, he followed a routine. In the afternoon and night they had study hours. These were no nonsense sessions.
HOW TO LIVE TO BE OLDER THAN 100 LIKE THE OKINAWANS
By Christina Sarich
1. Elderly Okinawans often exercise both physically and mentally.
2. Their diets are low in salt, high in fruits and vegetables, and contain plenty of fiber and antioxidants that protect against the major diseases of the West, including heart attack and cancer.
3. Although they consume more soy (60-120 grams daily) than almost any other population on earth, it is not GMO soy as grown in the US. Soy is high in flavanoids and is healthful when not genetically modified.
4. Okinawans don't overeat. They have a practice called harahachibu, which means "8 parts out of 10, full." They never eat so that they are stuffed, but just mostly sated. This means their daily caloric intake is far lower than ours - around 1800 calories. We westerners sometimes scarf down twice that much in a day.
5. Okinawans don't suffer from dementia or senility as often, either, due to a diet high in vitamin E which helps keep the brain vital.
6. Elderly Okinawans are respected and kept as an integral aspect of their overall communities. They feel valued as individuals even as their age progresses and this can only benefit their mental and physiological health. Elderly members of this society express a high satisfaction level with their lives.
It isn't just something in the water in Okinawa, but when Okinawans move away from their island and take up the western diet and lifestyle, they no longer enjoy longer lives. Within one generation of taking on our bad habits, their life-spans shorten considerably. Cancer and heart-attack rates practically double.
HOW WE LIVED THOSE DAYS
Dedicated To All those Born in 1940's, 50's, 60's.
Without any maids, our mothers cooked, cleaned and took care of the whole family. They still had time to chat with neighbours.
Everyone had candy floss, fizzy drinks and shaved ice with syrups. Diabetes were rare and aspirin/panadol cured all illness.
We rode adult's bicycle to school, the richer ones had their own mini-bikes. Ironically, we all had problems with our brakes, and after running into the bushes a few times, we learned how to solve the problem.
Prefects were a fearful lot... more fearful than the teachers. Detention class was like going to prison for a day. We had "public canning" in schools.
NO ONE ever won the big prices on "Tikam". It was a scam but it did not stop us coming back for more.
Motorbikes were rode without helmets. It was rare to ride a private taxi. Taking a bus was luxury - we either cycled or walked everywhere.
We drank water from the tap and NOT from bottles.
We spend hours in fields under the sun, playing football or flying kites, without worrying about UV ray. It did not affect us.
We roamed free catching spiders and did not worry of Aedes mosquitoes. We kept our spiders in match boxes and ready for a fight anytime.
With mere 5 pebbles, girls played endless games and with a tennis ball, boys ran like crazy for hours.
When it rained, we swam the drains & canals to catch "ikan keli", none of us were dissolved in rain.
We shared one bottle of soft drink with friends, NO ONE actually worried about catching anything.
We ate salty, sweet & oily foods, bread had real butter and sometimes condense milk. We enjoyed very sweet coffee, tea, and "ice kacang" but we were not obese because...... WE WERE OUT PLAYING ALL THE TIME!!
We left home in the morning and played all day till hunger drove us back home. When needed, our parents knew how to find us. NO ONE actually watched over us and WE ALWAYS WERE SAFE.
WE DID NOT HAVE HANDPHONES BUGGING US. We rode bikes or walked over to a friend's house and just yelled for them!
We did not have Playstations, X-boxes, Nintendo's, multiple channels on cable TV, DVD movies, no surround sound, no phones, no personal computers, no Internet. WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them! Our TV was black and white.
We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and we still continued the stunts.
We did not have birthdays parties till we were 21, that is when we started to take noticed of girls.
We have not heard of the word "Bumiputra". We only knew our friends by names. Their parents were Pak Cik and MakCik or Uncle and Aunty.
In badminton, we did not change the shuttle as long as it was in flight. Regardless of how many feathers were left in the shuttle, our game continued...... but still Wong Peng Soon and Punch Gunalan made us proud in Badminton.
Match-boxes were always "chilly" or "king kong" brand... to own a box of matches from a hotel was something great.
Regardless of whether we could afford one, we always knew Maths tuition was $10.00 a month.
All parties were held in the Town hall.
We felt please to see a policeman and we were always edger to tell police everything we saw.
Morris Minor and Volkswagen beetle were on our roads... driven alongside Kingswood, Vauxhall, Opel and Chyrsler. Executives of companies drove Peugeot 504. Japanese cars were considered "inferior". There were no traffic lights only roundabouts.
The whole kampung came together during kenduris and all took turns to "kacau dodol". Chinese, Indians and Malays were all part of kenduris and all of us spoke Malay.
Our favourite local performer was Rose Chan and the Beatles were the most popular band. John Wayne's westerns on Sunday Cheap Matinees were 25 cent per show.
Malay weddings had joget sessions in the night, it was the only time to ask the Malay lady for a dance.
Ketupat were NEVER plastic wrapped.
Football was played barefooted in torn-filled "padangs", rain or shine... but still Santokh Singh, Soh Chin Ann and Mokhtar Dahari made us proud, we actually beat South Korea in football.
JPJ testers instilled fear and were highly respected.....
Susu lembu was delivered to our house by our big, friendly and strong "Bayi" on his bicycle. All "jagas" were "Bayi" and no place got robbed.
"Laksa" and "Putu Mayam" man came peddling.
"Kacang Puteh" man walked balancing on his head top, 6 compartments of different type of murukus.
We played "gasing", made our own kites & had kite fighting with glass glued threads and made wooden guns & used seeds from plants for bullets.
Kang Kong was free..... easily harvested by riverside. "Kembong" was 30 cents a "kati" and nobody wanted "ikan pari".
When the Circus came to town, everybody went to see it. It was the best LIVE show I ever saw.
Usually we did not have to BUY fruits; they were self planted or given by neighbours or friends.
The idea of parents bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. Our parents actually sided with the law ! Nobody knew about child psychology!
Yet this generation has produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever!
The past 40 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.
We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned...... HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL!
And YOU are one of them.
Forwarded by G. Kumarasamy & Mahalingam
GONG XI FA CAI
HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO DATO' TED MILES
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE FOLLOWING IN FEBRUARY
||YAM TG .KAMIL B. TG. IDRIS SH
||CHEE YEW TUCK / AH HEONG
||ABDUL RAHMAN UMAT
||KEE LAI WOH
||CHRISTINE LOW CHOY YONG
||TED C. MILES (PRINCIPAL)
||LOH PEK YIN
||DATUK MUARAD ABD. RANI
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