AsPire To InSpiRe... BefoRe U eXpire...

*Raining*

Sunday, November 21, 2004

hehe.... i'm in the mood to tell you people about my speech.. found another one... so might as well type it out now... It's again.. wholesale... hehe *giggles*

Sing: Raindrops keep falling on my head. Just like the guy whose feet were too big for his bed, nothing seems to fit. Oh...

Hmmm... Do you feel blue whenever it rains? Or maybe it's an ominous sign!

Sometimes I wonder, does God really like my family? It would always pour on us whenever we want to go on a family outing, thus ruining all our plans and dampening our spirits.

Doesn't it seems so coincidental that a minute just before the final school beel rings it rains? Or with your thick make-up and your most elegant dress on, it showers just before you step out of your house! At that point of time, don't you just hate, detest and loathe the rain!

Come to think of it from another perspective, maybe it's a divine intervention! Hey, it's a sign from God! He makes it rain earlier just before you set off so that you won't need to squeeze your way through to get some shelter while you pray fervently for the rain to come to a halt. See how good God is! He spares you from the trauma of havin dripping mascara, wet books and wet clothes.

In geography, we learnt that raining is the falling of condensed moisture in separate drops. And that is definitely a convenient way to get water! Imagine that there is no such thing called rain... So, where should we get water to quenched our thirst? Rain has also been an important factor in agriculture. So has the modern world, we need it in film shooting and so on...

In Singapore, our weather is so unpredictable that one minute, the sky is bright and scorching, the next, it's dark and gloomy. This weather pattern has definitely upset the weather predictions in the Chinese calendar. Our meteorological station may have sophisticated instruments, but , at times when the wind direction changes too many times a day, their weather report is not of much help too.

Mr Kiasu has a car parked under a bushy tree. During that long dry spell, dust and bird droppings were an inch thick on his vehicle. A stingy man like him prays hard for rain everyday just to save that six dollards of car wash. Finally, he has no choice but to drive his car for a bath as he had to go on a date with the dream girl of his life... Ai Swee! Well, it's expected what follows, it showers!

See no one can determine when the rain will come, neither can we will for it, not unless you know how to do the tribal rain dance, then again, only if it does help.

I remember when i was young, my brother and i would never miss a chance to play in the rain. Whenevr it showers we would dash off to monopolise the playground, to play on the slides and swings. Oblivious to all the hazards we're placing ourselves in as Singapore had the highest number of lightning flashes per square metre. I believer all present here who once played soccer in the rain or swan in the gushing huge drains certainly would understand this thrill and excitement. Needless to say, when my mum's around, she'd surely disallow that. However, this does not stop me from enjoying the chilly sensation of pressinf my face against the window. I can feel the vibration caused by the heavy and huge droplets splashing on the window pane. This vicarious feeling is almost as close to the experience of running in the rain. It's also amusing to see umbrellas of different sorts of colour and shapes popping up. The droplets of rain hitting onto the hard concrete ground causing the water to bounce back like mini fountains.

The onslaught of rains brings with it an earthy smell, which i always enjoy. But i was told that this would drain away my energy. But look at me, do i look lethargic or frail? Ain't i still standing here strong and healthy, none the worse for having smelt every downpour for the past, 10 odd years of my life?

Looking back at those times when i used to pack my school choes in plastic bags during stormy days and walk to school. Then in the dry and warm comfort of school tuckshop would i gingerly change into my clean dry shoes so that i can appear prim and proper.

Thanks to air pollution, i'm strictly forbidden from playing in acid rain. So, what else can i do except to curl up with Arthur Golden? The hours just slip by as i'm mesmerised and transported into another world, free from the harsh realities of daily life. When i next lift up my head, a beautiful rainbow'll always greet me.

Sing: Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high. There's a land that i heard of once in a lullaby. Somewhere over the rainbows, skies are blue and the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true.

The rainbows never fails to remind me that life is a kaleidoscope of colour. Strive hard in whatever you do for at the end of the rainbow is a potof gold awaiting us- u and me...

Ok ok.. i think the speeches are boring you down... That's all... no more liao.. unless i can still find somemore... hm... hahaa.. i hope u enjoy la!

~AuRo`Na~
Sunday, November 21, 2004