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Rani and I have no house nor car. It's not that we don't need a place to live, but renting a small apartment in Singapore is much more feasible for us. And ever since we moved to Singapore in 2002, the idea of owning private car is no longer important (although, a sailing catamaran remains on our wishlist!).
However, in preparation for our next move to Jakarta, we now have to start thinking about owning or renting/leasing a car. Or borrow one from a kind person who has one car too many? :)
What sort of criteria do I need to set for it? *Not in order of preference.
Indi is very happy that our little website got into the top ten list of english-speaking indonesian bloggers, and the top 100 indonesian blogger in general according to Indonesia Matters. However, I think it is largely based on luck more than the quality of our writings.
Following my quick note on Pro Family World, this entry intends to compile blog entries / articles and other references on Pro Family World. This entry will be constantly updated as new references come in. I'm still contemplating on this "pro-family world" issue. But again, agree with Ari-Thalia child rearing is not just a woman's issue, it's a family issue for both men and women (so why do i tag it under "woman" then?).
No, I am not talking about mobile phone services. I am talking about this organization called XL Results Foundation that claims to be successful in creating wealth for Asians. I heard about it from a Malaysian friend that is about to get recruited in Singapore to join them. My curiosity came out so soon and here is what I found out about them:
- Letter of complaint and petition: complaint against Roger Hamilton & Dave Rogers of XL Results Foundation Pte Ltd, www.resultsfoundation.com (a private limited company registered in Singapore Company registration: 200107729C)
PS: Rani did all the hard work around this "griya maya". I am just piggybacking :)
This is just my quick thought on a Pro-Family World, after a discussion with Ari-Thalia and responding to a discussion in ASIforBaby Yahoogroups. As I was quickly jotting down my thoughts on the issue, it was rambling, disorganized, and not well-researched. And perhaps it's also politically incorrect or may be offending to some people, hence I apologize before hand if it is indeed the case. I decide to publish it here so that I won't forget, and hopefully I would be able to write more about this issue.
Begin quoting from ASIforBaby Yahoogroups.
It's official. I submitted my resignation letter to the HR folks at JURONG International after nearly 4 years of employment.
So, what's next? A new and fresh position with a Dutch company in Jakarta for a few years. It's very exciting to be a part of a Foreign Direct Investment in my own beloved country. Since 2002, I promised myself that I won't take away another person's job in Indonesia, but instead, I should be instrumental in creating new jobs for my fellow citizens.
My Chief Family Officer (CFO) Rani and the kids are excited about this as well (especiallly Noe who has been missing his Nenek and Eyang Putri). It's not an easy decision to relocate to Jakarta but I am sure it's worth all the effort.
This writing is to compare two breastfeeding experiences: Noe's first two weeks and Kei's.
Noe: I decided to fully breastfeed my baby because of what international health organization and experts recommends for baby's first six months. But I thought that breastfeeding should be natural and should not be learned. So I made no effort in looking for any information about breastfeeding at all. Despite that, I was really confident that I wouldn't face any difficulty breastfeeding. Later, it turned out that I was too cocky.
Early this morning at about 7.20am I carried Noe in my arms under an umbrella from our humble home to Queensway, which is the nearest busy road. Normally, I'd walk all the way to his school for a good 1.2 kilometer but it was raining and the grass was soggy so I decided to get a quick taxi ride.
When we passed the Hang Jebat mosque, Noe, with his face facing backward over my shoulder, said, "Ibuuuu...!". Then I asked him, "Where is Ibu? Ibu is at home, Noe...". But he kept pointing at some tree near the mosque's fence. BUt nobody was there! A few steps later, he said it again. I looked again behind us but I still could not see anyone.