You have a dream to master a skill. Maybe you want to learn a new language so you can converse with someone you love. Maybe you want to play a musical instrument and bring joy to yourself and others. Maybe you want to complete a marathon. Or finally write and
Sunset, flowers and butterflies are your favourite things. They are my favourite too. So are you. Reply: I just saw this ____ and thank you so much. You mean so much to me too
"When I was young, I thought my father was foolish. It took me years to understand what kind of man he really was." I do not remember the day my father found me. Everything I know about that day was told to me later. I was born with
On my walk home, this pink Pentas caught my eye. It welcomed the morning light with open blooms and visiting butterflies. I paused to enjoy its simple beauty. Then I thought of my wife, who has always loved pink.
I have listened to lovers planning tomorrow. I have shared long silences with the elderly, who came not to speak, but to remember. Every morning I watched hurried footsteps on their way to work. Every evening I welcomed tired souls on their journey home. Some who rested here are no
I am looking for at least 30 Filipinos living in Singapore to be featured as contributing authors in a new book. Every person has a story. Why did you come to Singapore? What has life been like here? What do you love most? What has challenged you? Has Singapore changed
People see a void deck. I see lines and colours. People see an old man. I see myself, ten years from now.
A 30-Day Mobile Cinematic Video Challenge Have you ever watched a beautiful video on Facebook, Instagram or YouTube and wondered, "How did they make that look so cinematic?" The surprising truth is this. It usually isn't the camera. It's the person behind the
Most remember the skyline and its iconic landmarks. I remember the back lanes. They are where the city whispers its secrets, where love, loneliness, and life quietly unfold.
He sat beneath the tree, smiling at its song. The bird sang from behind a cage. He believed he loved the bird. Love would have opened the door.
When I was younger, I believed that happiness would arrive when I achieved the next milestone. When I earned more money. When I became more successful. When I reached the next goal. But life taught me something different. Happiness is not waiting at the end of the journey. It can
My grandparents left China for Nanyang in search of a better life. My parents lived through the Japanese Occupation and experienced poverty. Their generation learned to survive through hard work, thrift, and perseverance. My mother's advice to me was simple: work hard. As for me, I survived years
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I recently attended a four-day Digital Storytelling workshop organised by Lions Befrienders. I thought I was signing up to learn how to create better photos and videos. I left with something much more valuable. I learned to see differently. Now I see the world through a new lens. In
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The leaf does not reach for the rain. The rain does not choose the leaf. Together they become beauty. Such is the quiet way of life.
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The ancient Chinese spoke of finding your Dao: the guiding path that helps you focus on what truly matters. If you had to describe your Dao in one sentence, what would it be? Mine is: My Dao is to collect wisdom from ordinary lives and return it to the world
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When I was a young NCO, I truly believed every officer outranked me in every possible way. In the military, it’s easy to feel like your worth is entirely measured by the insignias on your chest. I was the one always saluting and greeting the "superiors," never
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In the past, one of my simple pleasures was enjoying a cup of coffee while reading the newspaper from cover to cover. Today, I no longer read newspapers. Instead, I browse social media on my mobile phone to see what is happening in the world. Then I chat with ChatGPT.
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When I was in pre-university, my morning classes ended at noon. I would take a bus to the Toa Payoh Library and spend the rest of the day studying. When hunger came, I walked to the chicken rice stall. I watched others order chicken with extra meat while I
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I may be old. But the six-year-old inside me still chases butterflies beneath the trees.
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During my second year of National Service, I made a decision that surprised many people. I signed on as a regular soldier on a six-year contract. At that time, it was not a popular career choice among educated young men. The pay was attractive, but there was a significant
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Pocket full of games, dreams, laughter The marbles... small worlds of colour inside my pocket. Some days I won more. Some days I learned more. ~ Singapore, My Memories
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When I was younger, I wished someone had taught me to play music by ear. I learned the Electone by reading musical notes. That helped me play songs that were written on paper, but it did not teach me how to play from my heart. I could not hear a
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"What do you want to be when you grow up?" The classroom buzzed with excited answers. One girl whispered, "Whatever makes my parents happy." Nobody asked what would make her happy.
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In 2008, I quit my corporate job. I had no clear plan and did not know what I would do next. So I prayed and looked for opportunities. While reading the classified advertisements in the newspaper, I noticed a problem. Advertisers were paying $45 a day for three lines of