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The Stories Of The Scissors Sharpener’s Daughter


Gerry and I.

Okay, okay, I admit it.

I have been procrastinating on my book for the past years.

There are several reasons for this.

I doubt anybody would be interested to read it. I fear people would laugh at my mistakes. I worry over the financial cost involved.

I think many writers shares similar setbacks too.

But all that changed yesterday when I met Gerry Robert, the famous author of the international bestselling “The Millionaire Mindset.” At his preview seminar, Gerry managed to convince me to put aside my doubts, fears and worries.

The Millionaire Mindset

In such a short time, I managed to learn a lot from Gerry. He was such a warm, humorous, cheerful and generous guy. Gerry was unselfish in sharing his expertise with his audience. I am looking forward to learn more from this impressive mentor on the field of writing a book.

After hearing him speak at his preview seminar “Publish A Book and Grow Rich” I think the time has come for me to get my book out and be done with it.

And then move on with life.

“Anybody can write a book. The moment you start writing the first word, you’re already an author” Gerry said. Boy, I love that, because I have always thought you need to write like J.K. Rowling or Margaret Mitchell to be qualified as an author.

“You don’t need to write a blockbuster, a masterpiece or to win a Booker Price, your book does not have to be perfect,” this Canadian author, motivational speaker and trainer said in his preview seminar to a group of budding writers.

“Many Malaysians have got their books written after attending my seminars. One lady even went out to sell her book before she started her first page. You just have to have confidence in yourself.”

“Another lady even asked me, should I use Queen’s English or American English and I told her it doesn’t matter.”

“Move into action. Just write your stuff, get the book out and see the money start rolling in,” he said as a matter of fact.

I have a vast collection of short essays that I have compiled into a little book called The Stories Of the Scissors Sharpener’s Daughter to be on sale soon. It is about growing up in a small tin-mining town called Ipoh where life is simple and innocent.

See My Book’s Preface.

If you are interested to read my first book, drop me an e-mail.

And have I told you that I am going to start on the second one? I assure you it will be sensational.

For me, writing is a passion and I can’t stop…..

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At the preview seminar I met Sharifah, a successful lady from Penang who was inspired by Gerry’s book, The Millionaire Mindset.

Thirteen years ago, she was too broke to attend his seminar but today, she have a bungalow, a car and six schools. It shows that if there is a will, there is a way.
Positive Mind Positive Results !

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Yesterday morning, my husband and I sat with other parents on the floor (on chairs, actually); watching our children performing for us on their graduation day.

We watched with pride as our children performed song after song, dance after dance to the thunderous applauses from the floor.

No more Chinese chopstick, umbrella or fan dances of yesteryear.

Gone was the Malay ‘candle’ or classical Indian dances.

Neither were there the Western cowboy or Rock & Roll dances so popular during my time!

Also missing were those classical princesses, fairies or butterflies in their glittering costumes that I used to envy so much when I was a child.

No sights of Joseph, Mary, baby Jesus and the three wise men either.

Oh yes, the graceful swan in white fur was banished off and the agile ballerina in pink tutu was very obviously absent.

They were all passé. No longer fashionable anymore.

Today’s theme was very contemporary. Everyone sways their hips and was in for some real fun.

The children danced and sang happily in their party dresses to tunes of “Fireworks” by Katy Perry, “On the Floor” by Jennifer Lopez, “Party Rock” by LMFAO and many more.

Their teachers and headmistress looked on proudly.

Everyone mingled around in the hall, taking photos and video. It was a casual and inclusive affair.

We even managed to raise more than fifteen thousand dollars for a student from her year who was recently diagnosed with lupus and was hospitalized.

There was a lump in my throat and some tears welled up at the corner of my eyes as I watched my daughter being called up to the stage to receive her medal for coming out first in school in English story-telling competition.

When it was time for her and her fellow school choir mates to sing a beautiful song in Mandarin, I reached for my tissues.

“We have grown up at last, there were many dreams for us to chase, just like the little red dragon-flies in the pond…….” they sang enthusiastically and boy, how emotional it was for me and I guess, for other parents as well.

It was not so long ago that Dr. Lim, the gynecologist told me it was a baby girl in my womb; months later, she was born smoothly and we brought her home in a little basket.

Her elder brother  frowned with jealousy when we gathered to watch the new arrival in awe.

She suckled and suckled endlessly on my breasts….oh,  the times when I have to wake up to change her pampers and sing her lullabies in the still of the night were endless too!

I still remember that morning when I took her to school for the first time. She was nervous and looked awkward in her school uniform. She spent the first day completely lost in a room of strangers.

And today…today, she has to bid farewell to her classmates of the past six years; a chapter was over and a new one was waiting to be unfold.

A whole new world was waiting for them.

It will be a new milestone for all these twelve years old youngsters soon for they will be going on to secondary schools early next year.

How times flies….how fast our kids have grown up without us realizing it.

When she was a baby, I was sleep deprived. I silently wished that she will grow up in a wink of an eye.

But here she is today, a full fledge teenager with pimples and taking an interest in the birds and bees; suddenly I wished she was still a baby whom I could pick up and cuddle softly in my arms.

Grown up she did, almost as tall as I and there was nothing I could do….

Sitting on the floor, as a mother, looking at her baby on the stage, I felt happy, sad and vindicated all at the same time.

11.11.11 is a remarkable day for mother and daughter.


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