AAWWWWwww…
Look at all the heartthrobs singing for Mummy. Somewhere out there are a couple mummies bursting with pride. Let me just add that to my List Of Future Options For Rockstar (what, like, no. 27 on my list: Get Accepted To Harvard is easy?).
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Jay Chou singing “Listen to Mama’s words.”
(Who knew Chow Yuen Fatt could rap, though surely we all know Jackie Cheung can more than chorus.)
Thanks to easywaytolearnchinese I know to love the lyrics too (scroll down for translation).
Here’s one by Black Eyed Peas our pastor loves:
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Indoctrination is so much cooler than I remember. As a child growing up in Malaysia there is an image I saw on tv that still remains vividly imprinted in my memory after a quarter of a decade. A thin, shirtless man with long, unkempt hair is shaking uncontrollably on a bare concrete floor. There’s scary music, large, bloody-red words: “Dadah Membawa Maut” – Drugs Bring Death. But mostly I can’t forget the shaking.
I recently realized the knee-jerk reaction I have to drug taking. I can never bring myself to try even a teeny, tiny bit of Coke or Heroin or Whatever Else Is Out There Right Now. You see, I can’t forget the shaking. A friend of a friend of a friend of a friend who was in the States at the time (and who had grown up in Malaysia during the drug ads era) took like, half a pill of something, and next morning was groaning about how much of his brain was going to disintegrate, he actually thinks he might be moving a little slower now, his glasses no longer seem to correct his vision perfectly, bla bla. Don’t even think about it, friend – you saw the same ads I did, growing up. Probably not worth the next-day freakout, for obsessive compulsive-type personalities.
I’m not sure if Ministry of Health Malaysia is winning the war on drugs right now – but in me (and friend of a friend of a friend of a friend) they achieved some kind of result. My parents would probably be pleased.
Supposedly it should be our life to mess up as we see fit. But I’m pretty sure any mums of kids who did mess up their life as they saw fit would seriously consider a brainwash or two.
