Posted by: coachsha on: July 9, 2009
Quick!! Kemas rumah! Orang RTM nak datang rumah!
Stashing stuff here and there has been my forte. I remember when I was in high school, I was a clean freak! Pantang bersepah….siap marah-marah kat my bro and sis yang tidak berdosa itu. (Insaf, insaf..ampun dik).
Hahaha..our house is simply sempoi – for now *wink!* We have this one orange sofa-bed which recently got ‘amputated’. One of the legs broke! Adoi… why at times like this emergency happens?
Quick thinking solves the problem. I put two thick dictionaries to make the sofa back to its original position. Then I draped two curtains over the sofa to hide the dictionaries. (In the pix below, Miss Producer in blue tudung is sitting on the accident victim.)
Somehow I get a ‘kick’ out of sweeping and MOPPING floors. I love the smell of the detergent…oohhhh harum!!! Anyway, I found this poem and fell in love with it. Whenever I get too tired to think of the mess the kids make, I’ll TRY to apply this poem in my life. You should too. Enjoy!
Rose Milligan of Lancaster England
Dust if you must, but wouldn’t it be better to paint a picture or write a letter, bake a cake or plant a seed, ponder the difference between want and need?
Dust if you must, but there’s not much time, with rivers to swim and mountains to climb, music to hear and books to read, friends to cherish and life to lead.
Dust if you must, but the world’s out there with the sun in your eyes, the wind in your hair, a flutter of snow, a shower of rain. This day will not come around again.
Dust if you must, but bear in mind, old age will come and it’s not kind. And when you go – and go you must – you, yourself will make more dust!
It’s not what you gather,
but what you scatter that tells what kind of life you have lived.
Here’s a poem for you kak bidoh
Messy Room
By Shel Silverstein
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
His raincoat is there in the overstuffed chair,
And the chair is becoming quite mucky and damp.
His workbook is wedged in the window,
His sweater’s been thrown on the floor.
His scarf and one ski are beneath the TV,
And his pants have been carelessly hung on the door.
His books are all jammed in the closet,
His vest has been left in the hall.
A lizard named Ed is asleep in his bed,
And his smelly old sock has been stuck to the wall.
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
Donald or Robert or Willie or—
Huh? You say it’s mine? Oh dear,
I knew it looked familiar!
to my nephews & nieces, here’s a song from ur maklang:
take out the garbage and the trash
or you won’t get no spending cash
if you don’t mop the kitchen floor
you won’t go rock n roll no more
yakkity yak!
don’t talk back!
(pasti kan lagu dinyanyikan dgn melodi, tempo dan sleenngg yang betul)
July 9, 2009 at 9:28 am
Coachsha,
Wah gempak rumah pulak nak masuk tivi setelah tuan rumah dah banyak kali masuk tivi hehe
Anyway, that is an interesting poem. But isn’t sort of contradicting – bukan poem tu encourage buat benda lain yang lebih exciting daripada ‘dust’ (or mengemas), macam mana pulak boleh jadi motivasi untuk mengemas? (ke saya yang kurang faham poem ni hehe)
Actually, saya ni kurang ‘berminat’ kerja-kerja membersih dan mengemas, so kalau ada motivasi nak mengemas useful jugak. And orang RTM nak buat penggambaran is definitely a motivation ;p (not that you need one since you like sweeping and mopping)