<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:43:07.087+13:00</updated><category term='cooking'/><category term='babysitter'/><category term='miracle'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='relationship'/><category term='Zen'/><category term='Taiwan'/><category term='Japan'/><category term='family'/><category term='hobby'/><category term='career'/><category term='happiness'/><category term='Buddhism'/><category term='Religion'/><category term='Education'/><category term='Pure Land'/><title type='text'>Amitabha</title><subtitle type='html'>May the light of Amitabha bring infinite peace and happiness to the world.
This blog is created for my two beloved children. I aim to pass onto them the stories that I had been told by my parents or those I have experienced by myself. Since they were brought to New Zealand from Taiwan at the age of 10 and 5 respectively in 1992, English has become their main language. Therefore, I find it necessary to write these stories with my limited English.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-3099341470614344215</id><published>2012-01-22T14:41:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T16:22:00.377+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Tainan mom has gone to the other shore</title><summary type='text'>This is a photo of Jean's maiden family reunion taken in 2007. Mom in the centre, Qian ge (Qian is our eldest brother), Jean and Zhe mei are to her right hand side; Gan ge, Shi jie and eldest sister-in-law to her left. Apparently, Jian mei was the photographer. Mom  was then at the age of 85.At 11:40 am of 21/01/2012, (6:40 am Hong Kong time), Jean’s youngest sister, Zhe, called us from Hong Kong</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/3099341470614344215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=3099341470614344215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/3099341470614344215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/3099341470614344215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2012/01/tainan-mom-has-gone-to-other-shore.html' title='Tainan mom has gone to the other shore'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kqJcDL1fZ2s/Tx-FiO4SC2I/AAAAAAAAFLs/Isr3ifU3O8Q/s72-c/CIMG1099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-6249481980234512871</id><published>2012-01-01T11:54:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T12:01:48.109+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taiwan'/><title type='text'>Some thoughts on new year day of 2012</title><summary type='text'>01/01/2012 Sunday.This is the first day of the new year. What lays ahead is impossible to predict unless you are someone with super natural power. There are quite a lot of people claiming they have this kind of ability, they are called "fortunetellers".In Taiwan, I believe it is still the same as was 20 years ago when I just left Taiwan, that people of either older or younger, like to consult </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/6249481980234512871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=6249481980234512871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/6249481980234512871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/6249481980234512871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2012/01/some-thoughts-on-new-year-day-of-2012.html' title='Some thoughts on new year day of 2012'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-6650232992584448724</id><published>2011-12-13T17:12:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T17:30:03.748+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buddhism'/><title type='text'>Why practice meditation</title><summary type='text'>My first involvement in group meditation took place in Ponsonby Library, Auckland, in a evening of April or May of 1992. The group was lead by Jim Jinmon Langabeer whose teacher was based in the Zen Mountain Manastery, New York, following the Koan tradition of Japanese Zen Buddhism. Prior to my first time involvement, I never had attended any sitting meditation. All I knew about meditation was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/6650232992584448724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=6650232992584448724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/6650232992584448724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/6650232992584448724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2011/12/why-practice-meditation.html' title='Why practice meditation'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HNq3Gy45gko/Tugl_hMyhiI/AAAAAAAAFBk/4-zg9h8fFbE/s72-c/Capture.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-7238869591853116728</id><published>2011-09-18T09:27:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T09:56:11.244+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobby'/><title type='text'>I have broken my flute</title><summary type='text'>Early in August 2011, while browsing eBay one day, I had this idea of searching for any flute or even its parts because my flute sounded pretty airy which according to my google search was a problem of leaking pads.I was amazed and surprised that after a few keystrokes in eBay's search box, a very long list of brand-new or used flutes is shown on the monitor of my notebook. Among them are a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/7238869591853116728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=7238869591853116728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/7238869591853116728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/7238869591853116728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-have-broken-my-flute.html' title='I have broken my flute'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TpEkO0OmjFw/TnUXWuyrmbI/AAAAAAAAE6A/q4waBbWrK6k/s72-c/04082011579.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-3981930340121172320</id><published>2011-08-27T13:25:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T14:12:29.065+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career'/><title type='text'>Father and son</title><summary type='text'>Never had I thought that my son, Chi-an, will become a musician or a guitarist one day. But he is now, and is very busy teaching people of various age groups in schools in the daytime, in the Music Education Centre after the school hours, some other students come to our home to learn from him in his studio. This picture shows the place he sets up as his guitar tuition classroom.Chi-an's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/3981930340121172320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=3981930340121172320&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/3981930340121172320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/3981930340121172320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2011/08/father-and-son.html' title='Father and son'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GH-ril-0OVQ/TlhRw-kuDLI/AAAAAAAAE40/BrpMjrEPQKY/s72-c/30032011552.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-7006573926526696694</id><published>2011-07-24T10:22:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T10:37:25.324+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buddhism'/><title type='text'>The meaning of life</title><summary type='text'>A fellow Buddhist, recently told me that her son spoke to her with illogical statements and showed some symptoms that stunned her very much. I knew straight away that was schizophrenia because I happened to have just watched a video not long ago about this disease. I felt very sorry for this mother because I also knew from her that her son was very obedient and supportive to her. Every week on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/7006573926526696694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=7006573926526696694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/7006573926526696694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/7006573926526696694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2011/07/meaning-of-life.html' title='The meaning of life'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DpLgVsgRGgM/TitND3lA1HI/AAAAAAAAE14/JGIoobskB8E/s72-c/CIMG1690.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-8846663385804925828</id><published>2011-06-28T14:40:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T14:45:11.822+12:00</updated><title type='text'>On fatalism</title><summary type='text'>One of my previously written post titled "destined fortune" states that the prominent naval minister of Qhing Dynasty put this remark on his tomb stone "belief in destined fortune and not in the acquired knowledge". My personal perception about his statement carved on his tomb stone is apparently telling the world that we have nothing to be proud of because anything profound that you think you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/8846663385804925828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=8846663385804925828&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/8846663385804925828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/8846663385804925828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2011/06/on-fatalism.html' title='On fatalism'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-1576047941658532590</id><published>2011-06-24T11:12:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T16:52:38.381+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning Google spreadsheet part 2</title><summary type='text'>There is a saying that life means uninterrupted learning. As far as my personal learning  experience is concerned, besides my learning activities during my schooling time, the one I have learned wholeheartedly and persistently is Google spreadsheet. I have written a post previously about how I got involved in the learning of this application provided by Google for free to the mass public. As of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/1576047941658532590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=1576047941658532590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/1576047941658532590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/1576047941658532590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2011/06/learning-google-spreadsheet-part-2.html' title='Learning Google spreadsheet part 2'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YfxGpaT66FI/TgVjry0upFI/AAAAAAAAExQ/qoX_tPrtA9E/s72-c/graph%2B3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-2266107379808026328</id><published>2011-05-04T10:22:00.010+12:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T11:09:08.647+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miracle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buddhism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>On destined fortune</title><summary type='text'>This link leads to a listing of web pages containing a statement the honorable Minister of Qing Empire, Zeng Guo Fan, once said: "... believe in the destined fortune and not the acquired knowledge...(信運氣﹐不信書)". My understanding of his statement is that he believes that any of our achievement manifests by our destined fortune and not just simply from careful planning and persistent effort. He must</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/2266107379808026328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=2266107379808026328&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/2266107379808026328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/2266107379808026328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2011/05/on-destined-fortune.html' title='On destined fortune'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ltXdXpZoFKw/TcCaMQzhQwI/AAAAAAAAErc/kD8-GOaEMC0/s72-c/Capture.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-570140267254512976</id><published>2011-05-02T10:06:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T11:39:54.226+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Resume my role as a telephone counselor</title><summary type='text'>I had once been a telephone counselor since 1994. That was a voluntary job helping the Chinese speaking residents of Auckland when they are in need of someone to talk about their difficult situation. It was a part-time voluntary job which I contributed six hours per month in the evening sitting and waiting for calls in the telephone room. That job lasted for about 10 years till October 2005 when </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/570140267254512976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=570140267254512976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/570140267254512976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/570140267254512976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2011/05/resume-my-role-as-telephone-counselor.html' title='Resume my role as a telephone counselor'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CbPTRD1DfMM/Tb3uo-01X8I/AAAAAAAAErM/iUpukbpKREE/s72-c/Chinese%2BLine%2BTeam%2B1%2B2002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-6041839814033416006</id><published>2011-03-30T10:59:00.005+13:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T06:00:26.073+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buddhism'/><title type='text'>My perception of spiritual practice</title><summary type='text'>In the past few years, Internet has become very popular and advanced enormously, e-mail users often send interesting or useful information to share with each other. I noticed that this trend began increasing sharply in 2000, sometimes I receive this kind of forwarding from friends whom I haven't got a chance to meet them in person, and the number of this kind of forwarding can be over 20 or more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/6041839814033416006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=6041839814033416006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/6041839814033416006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/6041839814033416006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-perception-of-spiritual-practice.html' title='My perception of spiritual practice'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/STsu9KcNIaI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/UcB8P0MPEJE/s72-c/20041203_kgh8999_200351.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-8164727428056366494</id><published>2011-03-04T10:00:00.004+13:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T11:11:40.133+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>My 60th birthday - part 2</title><summary type='text'>The day of 25th of February came and went quietly and swiftly. That was the one marking the birthday of mine and my wife's.Prior to its arrival, Chenny asked us whether if we would like to have a lunch as our 60th birthday celebration in the restaurant or at home. I knew he cared about making a good one for us, I was very pleased to feel his caring thoughts. I said "I prefer to have a simple one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/8164727428056366494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=8164727428056366494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/8164727428056366494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/8164727428056366494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-60th-birthday-part-2.html' title='My 60th birthday - part 2'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9fd4mJRul7I/TXAQEQoAtwI/AAAAAAAAEgg/pHdqo-NhQyY/s72-c/27022011536.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-2561170380634752014</id><published>2011-02-03T10:29:00.006+13:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T05:41:06.499+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taiwan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buddhism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pure Land'/><title type='text'>My 60th birthday</title><summary type='text'>I am turning to 60 years old when the calendar comes to the 25th of February. It is approaching soon. I should be excitedly looking forward to it; I must have worked out a plan of travelling with Jean in a cruise tour visiting popular destinations in the world. But I know it will just be another ordinary day filling up with routine activities--morning practice, check e-mails, shift dog to do his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/2561170380634752014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=2561170380634752014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/2561170380634752014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/2561170380634752014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-60th-birthday.html' title='My 60th birthday'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/TUt5xxvLTKI/AAAAAAAAEbA/UEJPuoON0x0/s72-c/CCF04022011_00000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-4214687776792196207</id><published>2011-01-20T10:51:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T17:46:05.448+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taiwan'/><title type='text'>Delivering Happiness</title><summary type='text'>A few days ago, a friend forwarded to me a story titled "the shoe king. "Shoe King"? never heard of that, but I was curious about this very special title, so I read on.It was a story about a computer genius Tony Hsie, a Taiwanese-American, aged 36, CEO of Zappos, the biggest shoe retailer on the Internet. I read on. His parents were from Taiwan, both graduated from Taiwan University, the top </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/4214687776792196207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=4214687776792196207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/4214687776792196207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/4214687776792196207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2011/01/delivering-happiness.html' title='Delivering Happiness'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/TTkOtdAPV0I/AAAAAAAAEXc/qsq68ZqDzE8/s72-c/Capture.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-5804894606796987272</id><published>2010-12-10T10:08:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T06:22:05.569+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Learning Google Spreadsheet</title><summary type='text'>For some reason I have been fascinated by the amazement of how the spreadsheet can process complicated data since the end of October 2010.It all began with Chenny's request for my assistance in sorting out a three-page name list which he scribbled notes all over the blank areas about the class time changes, students contact details and etc. the notes were so messy that even Chenny was not sure </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/5804894606796987272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=5804894606796987272&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/5804894606796987272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/5804894606796987272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2010/12/learning-google-spreadsheet.html' title='Learning Google Spreadsheet'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/TQFGrqbh3gI/AAAAAAAAERk/HJfJEEb9YT4/s72-c/Capture.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-5314152658983580580</id><published>2010-11-21T08:25:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T09:38:28.156+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Our Thai Neighbor</title><summary type='text'>This is the house neighboring to ours where lived a Serbian family. In April of 2008, the Serbian family moved to Australia, and Nede, the owner of this house had to rent his house before he left for his new job in Brisbane. Nede promised me that he would find a good neighbor for us. A couple of days later, he appeared at the door steps with two Asian ladies. I knew instantly they must be his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/5314152658983580580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=5314152658983580580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/5314152658983580580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/5314152658983580580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2010/11/our-thai-neighbor.html' title='Our Thai Neighbor'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/TPQGcJfi88I/AAAAAAAAEQw/PiZCcJW3ChQ/s72-c/13122009228.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-1087415406638463275</id><published>2010-10-08T11:52:00.005+13:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T11:22:38.111+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>My adventure in making sourdough bread</title><summary type='text'>It is hard to believe that somehow I could become fascinated by the craft of making sourdough bread starting from July 2010.About three months of time has past since the day I started the adventure in the exploration of this ancient art. From the quality of the breakfast rolls that I made yesterday with my own formulated sourdough starter, I think I can now announce my success in taming the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/1087415406638463275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=1087415406638463275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/1087415406638463275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/1087415406638463275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-adventure-in-making-sourdough-bread.html' title='My adventure in making sourdough bread'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/TLjhfjC9tdI/AAAAAAAAEMs/GleV758R_tk/s72-c/10092010463.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-2599413913060534647</id><published>2010-10-03T11:43:00.004+13:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T12:20:02.009+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><title type='text'>Having read "The Shack"</title><summary type='text'>A friend, a devoted Christian and dentist based in North Shore City, recommended I read a book titled “The Shack” by William P Young.The book begins with an explanation of the childhood of the main character, McKenzie, nicknamed ‘Mack’.My reading took about two weeks, leaving me with the impression the content is quite philosophical because of the great amount of discussion between Mack and the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/2599413913060534647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=2599413913060534647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/2599413913060534647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/2599413913060534647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2010/10/having-read-shack.html' title='Having read &quot;The Shack&quot;'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/TKe5vWprPNI/AAAAAAAAEIs/O5z5YW9KjBo/s72-c/Capture.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-6122314827010649800</id><published>2010-09-18T17:08:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T11:06:32.607+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taiwan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Chan family (詹家)</title><summary type='text'>In the afternoon of 18/09/2010, someone was knocking the door. I slowly moved to the door to unlock the door and found it was Mr. Chan standing at the door step with a warm and kind smile on his face, both of his hands holding two boxes of something. "Some freshly baked moon cake for you" he said to me. Suddenly I realized that the moon festival was around the corner, another year had slipped </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/6122314827010649800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=6122314827010649800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/6122314827010649800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/6122314827010649800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2010/09/chan-family.html' title='Chan family (詹家)'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/TJaVuH-iG9I/AAAAAAAAEHM/0-MmiQaYqe4/s72-c/18092010470.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-3302415464587667504</id><published>2010-09-08T11:53:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T14:22:45.619+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career'/><title type='text'>Pass over the slack months (度小月)</title><summary type='text'>Well before I was in courtship with my wife in 1975, I had already heard of the story about "Du Xiao Yue” 度小月, meaning "pass over the slack months".Du Xiao Yue is a small restaurant serving very delicious and traditional Taiwan delicacy located on the corner of two streets in Tainan city. Since Tainan is my wife's maiden home town, so when I paid my first visit to her family, she naturally took </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/3302415464587667504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=3302415464587667504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/3302415464587667504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/3302415464587667504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2010/09/pass-over-slack-months.html' title='Pass over the slack months (度小月)'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/TIhEgICr57I/AAAAAAAAED8/P6v_-j_FJ1U/s72-c/Capture.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-664766245313192521</id><published>2010-08-05T15:28:00.007+12:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T17:39:15.604+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taiwan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pure Land'/><title type='text'>Jean paid a visit to her mother in hospital in Taiwan</title><summary type='text'>Chenny and I got up at 5:45 AM in order to drive to airport during the busy traffic hours of the motorway and arrived there in time to meet with his mother. From my observation, Chenny is nice to his mother although very often he is impatient with her.Jean's mother, aged 90, had a fall at home and then lost consciousness during the daytime one day in late June of 2010, and was thus rushed to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/664766245313192521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=664766245313192521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/664766245313192521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/664766245313192521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2010/08/jean-paid-visit-to-her-mother-in.html' title='Jean paid a visit to her mother in hospital in Taiwan'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/TFpF_0g7dvI/AAAAAAAAEBo/vUjupD6Pr9g/s72-c/05072010412.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-2191711250834473005</id><published>2010-07-22T10:00:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T10:00:03.425+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Another visit to Mitre 10</title><summary type='text'>I had been thinking of wrapping up the hot water pipes of my home so as to retain the heat for a longer time. To do this project, I have to go to Mitre 10 to buy the insulation material which is 2 m long, although not heavy, it is quite a hassle travelling by bus. So this project had been left in my "wish list" ever since until....One morning on 17/07/2010 when my wife was away in Taiwan to see </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/2191711250834473005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=2191711250834473005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/2191711250834473005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/2191711250834473005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2010/07/another-visit-to-mitre-10.html' title='Another visit to Mitre 10'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/TEaL_uZ2SkI/AAAAAAAAD4g/TftqlMS8PQI/s72-c/Capture.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-1466207925718791793</id><published>2010-07-06T10:00:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T10:00:01.311+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taiwan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>When My Wife Is Away</title><summary type='text'>My wife left for Taiwan yesterday to pay a visit to her mother, aged 90, who was sent to hospital urgently a few days ago.In the past three years since her last visit to her mother in Taiwan in 2007, we had never parted from each other. We saw each other in the day and in the night; we had meals together every day; we talked on children and on life now and then; we helped each other and actually </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/1466207925718791793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=1466207925718791793&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/1466207925718791793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/1466207925718791793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2010/07/when-my-wife-is-away.html' title='When My Wife Is Away'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/TDI4F0oQiqI/AAAAAAAAD1M/utAVNQEu1v0/s72-c/05072010412.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-5444178657863986051</id><published>2010-06-30T10:00:00.006+12:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T10:00:00.242+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobby'/><title type='text'>My Hands-free Telephone</title><summary type='text'>I call this telephone set hands-free because when I am engaged in a telephone conversation, I don't have to hold the handset and attach it to my ear and mouth throughout the duration, instead, I put on the headset and talk on and on with my hands free for other things like taking notes at the same time.I know a genuine hands-free device should be something like this.The first time I saw a real </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/5444178657863986051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=5444178657863986051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/5444178657863986051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/5444178657863986051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-hands-free-telephone.html' title='My Hands-free Telephone'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/TCl9BLk5nDI/AAAAAAAAD0A/bxhThfjZSTA/s72-c/15062010405.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-298090589840276311</id><published>2010-06-14T10:00:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T10:00:00.518+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buddhism'/><title type='text'>On happiness</title><summary type='text'>I ponder on this topic very often, especially often when I'm getting older. I am 59  at the time of writing this article. It is said that Buddha began his exploration on this issue from early part of his teens stage, and resolved to find out the cause of suffering. So compared to Buddha, I am late awakened to this issue. I think most of the creatures are late awakened, or are never awakened to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/298090589840276311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=298090589840276311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/298090589840276311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/298090589840276311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2010/06/on-happiness.html' title='On happiness'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/TBRY20eMhVI/AAAAAAAADv4/px53zfkLjWs/s72-c/Capture.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-796334274695997598</id><published>2010-06-04T10:00:00.006+12:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T10:00:01.800+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taiwan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career'/><title type='text'>The scary machine gun</title><summary type='text'>Machine gun is a very powerful, very dreadful, very scary weapon in battlefield. Yet, when I am invited to chat online, the first sentence I send back in the conversation is usually "a second please, let me get my machine gun..." and my friend on the other side knows what it is; and I can imagine he is warming up himself in front of the computer rubbing his two hands vigorously, staring into the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/796334274695997598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=796334274695997598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/796334274695997598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/796334274695997598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2010/06/scary-machine-gun.html' title='The scary machine gun'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/TARiVd0jnkI/AAAAAAAADuQ/TvlgDamycww/s72-c/01062010401.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-1069658276551289698</id><published>2010-05-17T20:03:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T16:19:19.188+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobby'/><title type='text'>A Day Out to Takapuna Library</title><summary type='text'>It was May 16 of 2010, a Sunday and happened to be a beautiful and brilliant sunny day.Sunday has been spared for my day out if the weather promising. Where do I normally spend it? Beach, bush, the roadside café? Nah... Library is my favorite option, and on this beautiful day, the one in Takapuna is the best. It is the best library I had ever been to, not because of its beauty of the building, or</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/1069658276551289698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=1069658276551289698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/1069658276551289698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/1069658276551289698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-out-to-takapuna-library.html' title='A Day Out to Takapuna Library'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/S_n6afMHwKI/AAAAAAAADrQ/rLARNZbRYSc/s72-c/Capture.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-467968005096717248</id><published>2010-05-10T14:50:00.009+12:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T11:10:01.126+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Mother's Day 2010</title><summary type='text'>The Mother's Day of 2010 has three features worthwhile to record.Tessie and Chenny celebrated Mother's Day for their mom on the 8th (Saturday) and 9th (Sunday) of May respectively due that their activities clashed.Chenny arranged to celebrate Mother's Day for his mom on Sunday. He sent a text message to my mobile asking me to tell mum that he would bought some stuff home in the evening so she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/467968005096717248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=467968005096717248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/467968005096717248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/467968005096717248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day-2010.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day 2010'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/S-d1iU5VLfI/AAAAAAAADpQ/NPGgKqRWbLk/s72-c/09052010393.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-7530052639588827203</id><published>2010-04-24T07:00:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T07:00:01.854+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobby'/><title type='text'>The one morning in Mitre 10</title><summary type='text'>Date was the 17th of April 2010 on which the story went.The night before, Chenny reported a leaking tap to me. I had noticed this problem long time ago and had thought about getting it fixed, but I was lacking of confidence at that time, so I just left it with fingers crossed. But that night when Chenny told me the problem and I went to have a look, I knew I could not just get fingers crossed, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/7530052639588827203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=7530052639588827203&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/7530052639588827203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/7530052639588827203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2010/04/one-morning-in-mitre-10.html' title='The one morning in Mitre 10'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/S8-Hqrq_O3I/AAAAAAAADks/HKbTQ7UGwlg/s72-c/Capture.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-3282373341044666791</id><published>2010-04-16T07:19:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T12:32:48.775+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taiwan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>Will the world be better off by 2020?</title><summary type='text'>One of the papers that Chenny chooses to study this year is business ethics. Not long after the term commenced in March, we had a spontaneous chat  during the dinner time. Very seldom had we had long, formal and academic talks, but this one was. The chat gradually drifted to his further study on Business Management, then he raised a big question "Will the world be better off by 2020?" and invited</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/3282373341044666791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=3282373341044666791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/3282373341044666791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/3282373341044666791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2010/04/will-world-be-better-off-by-2020.html' title='Will the world be better off by 2020?'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/S8evy5rlyDI/AAAAAAAADkg/EE-g-f1mA0U/s72-c/Sian,+Chenny,+Mum+%26+Dad260907.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-4052665333877115750</id><published>2010-03-15T07:00:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T07:00:01.062+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Marriage -- Then and Now (part II)</title><summary type='text'>My previous blog post is to some degree in favor of the notion that "marriage is the grave of love affairs". I got to hide that post away from being seen by my wife. To my view point the female agree with this saying more than the male do, but once they got married they tend to bury it deep in their minds and try not to mention it. Because otherwise, what can they do? They are locked up, and so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/4052665333877115750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=4052665333877115750&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/4052665333877115750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/4052665333877115750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2010/03/marriage-then-and-now-part-ii.html' title='Marriage -- Then and Now (part II)'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/S5wtJ9JKpLI/AAAAAAAADd0/mlH5YsBUwss/s72-c/Top.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-8055140546863964344</id><published>2010-03-06T07:00:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T07:00:00.450+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Marriage - Then and Now</title><summary type='text'>There was a popular saying in the early 1960s in Taiwan, "marriage is the cemetery of love affair" so it said. This phrase was often heard during my junior high school days. Young people, especially female, in that era liked to comment on marriage by quoting that phrase whenever a hot debate or chat on that topic was coming to an end.As a small boy I, in my early teens, dimly understood what that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/8055140546863964344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=8055140546863964344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/8055140546863964344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/8055140546863964344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2010/03/marriage-then-and-now.html' title='Marriage - Then and Now'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/S5B1JttVZDI/AAAAAAAADYA/0P_G1w2yB8Q/s72-c/first+time+meeting+with+Jean+1975.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-5558289579916166320</id><published>2010-01-14T08:34:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T08:34:00.134+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taiwan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>The Sight of My Father's Back</title><summary type='text'>Father appeared in my dream recently. As usual, just like when he was alive, he was quiet and only smiled slightly in the dream. After that dream, I recalled bits and pieces about him. The first mind picture I had was Dounan Railway Station. That was one sunny afternoon in 1974. I stood by my father waiting for his North-bound train to return home. I was then serving my obligatory military </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/5558289579916166320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=5558289579916166320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/5558289579916166320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/5558289579916166320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2010/01/sight-of-my-fathers-back.html' title='The Sight of My Father&apos;s Back'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/S0kNP7oQDOI/AAAAAAAADKM/bhkWVrvMmkg/s72-c/Top.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-1075898320985017742</id><published>2009-12-13T07:02:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T18:23:05.724+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taiwan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>A Baby Boomer's Memory</title><summary type='text'>Born in 1951, I am a baby boomer. Recently when I get a chance to be meeting with friends of my age group, the chatting topics are more or less related to the planning of retirement. Indeed, the baby boom generation has entered their retiring stage of life.What a shame, time has to pass by so swiftly that all of a sudden I am turning 60. Now recalling my childhood memories in 1950's, it feels </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/1075898320985017742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=1075898320985017742&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/1075898320985017742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/1075898320985017742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2009/12/baby-boomers-memory.html' title='A Baby Boomer&apos;s Memory'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/SyHAkyMntzI/AAAAAAAACxQ/2shxOXf77oE/s72-c/Chen+family+1954-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-290401422947176611</id><published>2009-11-20T06:00:00.007+13:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T06:00:00.322+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buddhism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pure Land'/><title type='text'>Mind Chatter - Self-talker in the mind</title><summary type='text'>I can not recall the approximate time, now, when did I begin to notice there was a chatter inside me. The chatter I am talking about here is not a hallucinative one which whispers into our ears, but the one that comes out of the ego from our minds. Or may be I should term it the mind self-talker.For a brief experiment on myself. I stop writing this post at this point. I close my eyes with an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/290401422947176611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=290401422947176611&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/290401422947176611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/290401422947176611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2009/11/mind-chatter-self-talker-in-mind.html' title='Mind Chatter - Self-talker in the mind'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/SwOd9tr_cZI/AAAAAAAACqU/-WbQkbS_GRs/s72-c/20041203_kgh8999_200351.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-5329023554570575159</id><published>2009-10-22T17:59:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T18:01:58.434+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>DIY - do it yourself</title><summary type='text'>Do it yourself - DIY, has been part of my everyday living since we moved to New Zealand in 1992. Not only because I am passionate with it, but also because I need to. When your mere income is the sole support of the whole family, you can become a DIY man more easily.So as I recount now about what projects or repairs I have done in the past 17 years, I feel great, pride and awesomeness in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/5329023554570575159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=5329023554570575159&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/5329023554570575159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/5329023554570575159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2009/10/diy-do-it-yourself.html' title='DIY - do it yourself'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/St-XX2PlTQI/AAAAAAAACZw/f9b8YYXzCZU/s72-c/22102009158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-115326793956886939</id><published>2009-10-01T08:00:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T08:05:36.921+13:00</updated><title type='text'>A memorable Transistor Radio</title><summary type='text'>The fine music from Concert FM is in the background while I am writing this post. This red portable Panasonic transistor radio has been with us, the Chen family, since 1982. It is very old to a radio and yet it is still working nicely.It is very memorable to me because it has witnessed quite a few important events in the Chen family since the day it was 'adopted' by my father in 1982.In an early </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/115326793956886939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=115326793956886939&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/115326793956886939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/115326793956886939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2006/07/memorable-transistor-radio.html' title='A memorable Transistor Radio'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-26905261898537250</id><published>2009-09-10T22:06:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T08:00:40.140+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buddhism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pure Land'/><title type='text'>Introducing Mrs. Lee's art works</title><summary type='text'>This Chinese character means Buddha. It was written, or I should say, painted on a framed canvas with color oil paints, by Mrs. Lee, our family friend. It looks like she is doing calligraphy on this character. But, traditionally, Chinese calligraphy is done on absorbent cotton paper with water based black ink, while this work is done on canvas with oil based color paint.Mrs. Lee calls her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/26905261898537250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=26905261898537250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/26905261898537250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/26905261898537250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2009/09/introducing-mrs-lees-art-works.html' title='Introducing Mrs. Lee&apos;s art works'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/SqbQkH4tV_I/AAAAAAAACFw/SXkrkIj4KIs/s72-c/DSC03204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-5435667944587100108</id><published>2009-08-10T07:50:00.021+12:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T07:50:00.293+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taiwan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>A Cross-generation Friendship</title><summary type='text'>This young fella is known as Robbie. He has been my colleague, English teacher, playmate, or in the modern term, my buddy since that day when he introduced himself to me in 2003. As his age is the same of my own kid, I take this friendship with him as a cross-generation one.The stories started from 21st October 2003, the first day of the three day training program which our company, Ora Limited, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/5435667944587100108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=5435667944587100108&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/5435667944587100108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/5435667944587100108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2009/08/cross-generation-friendship.html' title='A Cross-generation Friendship'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/SnurEYyLrKI/AAAAAAAABic/cW117gAEX3Q/s72-c/06+April+2008+%283%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-4990265224244298957</id><published>2009-08-02T09:14:00.010+12:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T08:15:11.574+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taiwan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Mother's cooking</title><summary type='text'>This is a zoomed in cropped photo of my mother (on the right) and my aunt from a very old and faded family photograph. Mother was about 19 at the time when this picture was taken in 1934. She was dressed in a female adult suite for important occasions in that era.Once, we were reviewing our albums, this was the one she stayed her attention on the longest as if her memories about that scene </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/4990265224244298957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=4990265224244298957&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/4990265224244298957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/4990265224244298957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2009/08/mothers-cooking.html' title='Mother&apos;s cooking'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/SnT6HcAUZvI/AAAAAAAABdA/rovP8dtuocQ/s72-c/aunt+and+mum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-2688175937881161443</id><published>2009-07-06T08:34:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T08:03:27.547+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taiwan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><title type='text'>Learning Japanese 1972-1973</title><summary type='text'>Japan had a difficult time after World War II. From 1945 to 1956 when it was admitted as an UN member nation, this period of a decade must be the toughest time in its history imagining the great number of soldiers killed overseas, the two atomic bombs that wiped off two of its big cities in a short instant during the world war.Yet, it stood up, reconstructed their homes, and just within 10 years,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/2688175937881161443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=2688175937881161443&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/2688175937881161443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/2688175937881161443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2009/07/learning-japanese-1972-1973.html' title='Learning Japanese 1972-1973'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/SlAJa2CsxII/AAAAAAAABCU/dCJ65Vl8w_s/s72-c/Capture.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-2275392389921508911</id><published>2009-06-24T14:28:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T11:50:35.734+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taiwan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career'/><title type='text'>Part Time Job</title><summary type='text'>One Sunday morning in 2000, I was surprised to see Tessie, my daughter, bravely walked into Daikoku Restaurant to the interview for her application of a part time job as waitress. She looked somewhat nervous but she deliberately tilted her chin up, radiated as much confidence as possible through her face and posture, smiled a bit and walked to the reception counter. Outside of the restaurant, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/2275392389921508911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=2275392389921508911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/2275392389921508911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/2275392389921508911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2009/06/part-time-job.html' title='Part Time Job'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/SkBX-FpVTMI/AAAAAAAAAmw/zRGPSaCDnbo/s72-c/Capture.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-7863539486114734658</id><published>2009-05-27T09:29:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T15:25:54.325+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>My Days in Junior High School 1964 -1966</title><summary type='text'>This might be the only picture I had  during the three year junior high school days. I am the one standing at four from the right of the second row from the back.It was shot a few days before the graduation ceremony was held in June 1966. The scene was in front of the newly built hall of Ching Shui High School located by the state highway in Ching Shui township of Taichung County, Taiwan.From the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/7863539486114734658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=7863539486114734658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/7863539486114734658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/7863539486114734658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-days-in-junior-hiigh-school-1964.html' title='My Days in Junior High School 1964 -1966'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/ShsPDfYo7UI/AAAAAAAAAmI/gblrPyKkQc0/s72-c/004+-+Copy+%285%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-2261489192867843049</id><published>2009-05-04T07:12:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T10:20:18.140+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>In Remembrance of My Aunt</title><summary type='text'>A few weeks ago, Aunt came to my dream. She quietly looked at me with a kind expression as she usually did when she was alive. The dream was quite clear, and it was the first time that aunt ever appeared in my dream since she died in 1984. So I reflected upon the dream a lot after I woke up.Aunt was born in 1914 in a small town called Ching Shui in the Taichung County of Taiwan. She was named </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/2261489192867843049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=2261489192867843049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/2261489192867843049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/2261489192867843049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-memory-of-my-aunt.html' title='In Remembrance of My Aunt'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/Sfybtg9kJPI/AAAAAAAAAlo/Ws0eA47am7I/s72-c/aunt+1954.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-5640701006723232183</id><published>2009-04-17T11:02:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T12:11:16.273+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buddhism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>2009 Easter Show</title><summary type='text'>The Easter Show ran from the 10th April, Friday, through to the 13th April, Monday, this year. Easter is a very cultural and religious festival in western countries. Here in New Zealand, the school term break of a two week period coincides the arrival of the four day long Easter holiday. This makes the whole country immerse in a very peaceful and joyful holiday atmosphere when Easter comes around</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/5640701006723232183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=5640701006723232183&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/5640701006723232183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/5640701006723232183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2009/04/2009-easter-show.html' title='2009 Easter Show'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/SefDkGIIQuI/AAAAAAAAAlY/PVDZ1b7JCcM/s72-c/DSCF0174.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-5634702874046128677</id><published>2009-03-27T12:00:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T10:52:12.579+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miracle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career'/><title type='text'>A Miracle</title><summary type='text'>Throughout our life, we might encounter something which we found hard to explain how it could be happening to us, and if it benefits us, then we tend to call it 'a miracle'. In my 17 years of living in New Zealand, I had this 'something' happened to me 6 years ago, and because it came to me when I was desperately in need of it, so I called it 'A Miracle'.To tell the story, it has to be started </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/5634702874046128677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=5634702874046128677&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/5634702874046128677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/5634702874046128677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2009/03/miracle.html' title='A Miracle'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/ScmUtYZezkI/AAAAAAAAAkM/jdh-l7_ZiMs/s72-c/kueisen+at+office.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-4494603116339744513</id><published>2009-03-06T16:27:00.015+13:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T14:03:17.987+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Tear Noodle</title><summary type='text'>During the new year holiday, we noticed there was a new restaurant opened nearby the Northcote Library where I and my wife usually spend our Saturday mornings. The three Chinese characters "手扯麵" on the menu posted on the window outside of Xi'an Food Bar drew our attention. From the meaning of these three characters, we imagined the noodle was made by tearing the dough into finer strips to be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/4494603116339744513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=4494603116339744513&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/4494603116339744513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/4494603116339744513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2009/03/tear-noodle.html' title='Tear Noodle'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/SbM3FSt3QuI/AAAAAAAAAjE/Pobh0iEN00w/s72-c/DSCF0154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-2955892539599338347</id><published>2009-03-02T09:13:00.011+13:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T10:08:14.948+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buddhism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>58th Birthday</title><summary type='text'>Both my and my wife's birthdays are in February. So we have developed a tradition of celebrating our birthdays together on the same day, normally after 25th,  in the month since our marriage. I can not remember as start from which year exactly have my children begun to remind me of our birthday celebration. But as far as I can remember that since 2006 when our daughter, Tessie, secured a full </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/2955892539599338347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=2955892539599338347&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/2955892539599338347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/2955892539599338347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2009/03/58th-birthday.html' title='58th Birthday'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/SatkDNueUHI/AAAAAAAAAh8/oE0aROPRICk/s72-c/DSCF0134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-2649991110462648902</id><published>2009-02-06T08:50:00.021+13:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T07:32:10.805+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taiwan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buddhism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>In Remembrance Of My Father-in-Law</title><summary type='text'>February 14 marks the memorial anniversary of my father-in-law. In the early morning nine years ago on this date, the phone rang unexpectedly waking us up from sound sleep. My wife rushed toward the phone set from bed. It was her eldest sister, Zheng Shi, calling from Taiwan to advise us a shocking news, father had just died in Tainan City Hospital.It was a tremendous shock to my wife as I heard </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/2649991110462648902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=2649991110462648902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/2649991110462648902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/2649991110462648902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-remembrance-of-my-father-in-law.html' title='In Remembrance Of My Father-in-Law'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/SYuUUoVKnBI/AAAAAAAAAg0/gxsX5hEOzao/s72-c/004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-5709781418767315415</id><published>2009-01-27T09:31:00.012+13:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T09:26:20.569+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buddhism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pure Land'/><title type='text'>On The Pure Land Path</title><summary type='text'>Many of my friends and my two children know that I will be going to Nianfo, reciting Amituofo, in a Buddhist meeting somewhere in Auckland on Mondays. They know I and my wife are Buddhists; are quite devoted to its activities; and are helping that group with some secretarial tasks.But they know very little about what activities are held there; why it attracts me to travel all the way by bus to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/5709781418767315415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=5709781418767315415&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/5709781418767315415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/5709781418767315415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2009/01/on-pure-land-path.html' title='On The Pure Land Path'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/SX4h008dTYI/AAAAAAAAAgc/E3vJV5xmE6Y/s72-c/CIMG1687.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-4972926429671211944</id><published>2009-01-06T10:20:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T10:26:30.837+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babysitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Chenny's Babysitter</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;           &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-NZ   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                                         &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/4972926429671211944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=4972926429671211944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/4972926429671211944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/4972926429671211944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2009/01/chennys-babysitter_06.html' title='Chenny&apos;s Babysitter'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/SWBBHqpY0jI/AAAAAAAAAe8/obuzQMVOtWM/s72-c/005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-5044834280955955772</id><published>2008-12-07T15:16:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T16:39:18.040+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buddhism'/><title type='text'>Happiness</title><summary type='text'>One of my previous posts, Guide to Happiness – Di Zi Gui, draws the most visits among all of my posts. This reflects a fact that people all over the world are keen to secure happiness, or are not so happy that they seek for ideas on the web.I write post on happiness. This does not necessarily mean I am happy or I am a doctor of happiness. Instead, I am like the most of those happiness seekers, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/5044834280955955772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=5044834280955955772&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/5044834280955955772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/5044834280955955772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2008/12/happiness.html' title='Happiness'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/STszS-vOBFI/AAAAAAAAAeY/-g1xyoROctY/s72-c/20041203_kgh8999_200351.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-619507603515712711</id><published>2008-10-27T14:55:00.005+13:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T15:06:31.711+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Celebration of Chenny’s 21st birthday</title><summary type='text'>The 8th of October 2008 is the 21st birthday of my son, Chenny. Although 21st birthday is a big celebration to all young people, but did not seem to be so to him, because he was busy in preparing the term exam. His girlfriend secretly organized a birthday party in a restaurant, called him up that night, asked him to be present, and pushed him into the hall blindfolded to make him a surprise. When</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/619507603515712711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=619507603515712711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/619507603515712711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/619507603515712711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2008/10/celebration-of-chennys-21st-birthday.html' title='Celebration of Chenny’s 21st birthday'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/SQUg8PqSLGI/AAAAAAAAAdI/WhdPhzWiN_c/s72-c/DSC_0207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-8770589970213614023</id><published>2008-07-27T11:35:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T11:54:32.234+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taiwan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Helping as a nanny</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-NZ   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                         MicrosoftInternetExplorer4                                                   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/8770589970213614023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=8770589970213614023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/8770589970213614023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/8770589970213614023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2008/07/helping-as-nanny.html' title='Helping as a nanny'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/SIu1f2kHCfI/AAAAAAAAAYI/JPG8mg25FA4/s72-c/CCI00000.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-4390466844582518238</id><published>2008-06-03T16:31:00.017+12:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T10:56:06.848+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taiwan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buddhism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>In memory of my mother</title><summary type='text'>June 28 is the memorial day of my mother. On this date in 2002, she left this world. Every year when June arrives, bits and pieces of memory about mother and me arise. This year I like to commemorate her by writing some of her stories prior to her memorial day.Mother was the second daughter of my maternal grandparents who rented my paternal grandfather’s land to plant crops to feed their family. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/4390466844582518238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=4390466844582518238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/4390466844582518238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/4390466844582518238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-memory-of-mother.html' title='In memory of my mother'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/SETRzXgQF1I/AAAAAAAAAWY/SkF-_pzUjXw/s72-c/Mum+with+Buddhas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-2307143568293991302</id><published>2008-04-24T16:57:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T17:18:10.956+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflexology</title><summary type='text'>Reflexology is a technique of healing by means of massaging the reflection spots on the foot sole of the ailing part of the body. The reflection spot of an ailing part is usually tender when right pressure is applied on it, and is normally not feeling that tenderness if its corresponding part of the body is just fine.I learned this technique from an elderly, Lee Ching Zheng, in Taiwan. Mr. Lee </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/2307143568293991302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=2307143568293991302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/2307143568293991302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/2307143568293991302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2008/04/reflexology.html' title='Reflexology'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/SBAUFsP8mOI/AAAAAAAAAUg/xhaOP2brEjQ/s72-c/CCF24042008_00000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-6545693362705350734</id><published>2008-03-09T16:12:00.005+13:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T16:23:02.457+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit to Chicago</title><summary type='text'>This picture brings up my memory about my involvement in the press installation during the years from 1986 to 1991 when working for Young Wei Industrial Co. in Taiwan. The surrounding of this press in the picture is pretty oily and messy, however, it is very typical to most of the pressrooms I had been to in the 5 or so years. The smell of ink, lubricant oil, and all sorts of chemical required in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/6545693362705350734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=6545693362705350734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/6545693362705350734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/6545693362705350734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2008/03/visit-to-chicago.html' title='Visit to Chicago'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/R9NWvyU2TsI/AAAAAAAAANI/6gihY_yUL48/s72-c/01masthead02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-8030379951535844335</id><published>2008-02-03T14:26:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T14:31:53.249+13:00</updated><title type='text'>What has gone wrong?</title><summary type='text'>The last weekend of January was not so peaceful in Auckland. Two lives were killed. One young man was stabbed to death by a robber when he was working in his father’s dairy shop. Another young man was caught tagging on the fence by the property’s owner. The owner chased the young man with a knife and killed him.This two homicide cases shocked the nation. Although statistics indicates January is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/8030379951535844335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=8030379951535844335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/8030379951535844335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/8030379951535844335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-has-gone-wrong.html' title='What has gone wrong?'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/R6UZTZeJ4lI/AAAAAAAAAL4/qw-_tbyV4gI/s72-c/Confucius_02.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-9046342200826762165</id><published>2008-01-02T11:47:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T12:00:07.645+13:00</updated><title type='text'>The eighty four thousand ways</title><summary type='text'>It is said that the first sermon Buddha gave after his enlightenment is about the four truths he rediscovered in his 9 years of quest of ending the suffering of all sentient beings. The first truth states that life is full of suffering. The second is that the cause of suffering is craving. The third states that the suffering can be eliminated. The fourth says the answer to the elimination of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/9046342200826762165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=9046342200826762165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/9046342200826762165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/9046342200826762165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2008/01/eighty-four-thousand-ways.html' title='The eighty four thousand ways'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/R3rFVhH2ZVI/AAAAAAAAAKg/ySCJ2Q7kY9g/s72-c/pckusala4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-413078414822865319</id><published>2007-11-21T17:37:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T17:49:28.594+13:00</updated><title type='text'>My other antiques</title><summary type='text'>This electric shaver has been with me in the past 23 years. Almost everyday in the morning, it kissed me good bye on my beard growing area and made me ready to work. Its brand name is Mr. Jelmi of a Hitachi product. Loyally it served me for about 22 years till 2006 when its blades became too blunt to do a good job. Despite this fact, its heart is still energetic when the power is turned on.During</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/413078414822865319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=413078414822865319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/413078414822865319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/413078414822865319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-other-antiques.html' title='My other antiques'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/R0O22hN_ggI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/XrHEOoAcP8Y/s72-c/Imgp0101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-3928010247286701758</id><published>2007-10-04T13:22:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T14:31:02.068+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Portrait of my sisters</title><summary type='text'>Seated first from right is my dajie, eldest sister born in 1935, 16 years older than me. Dajie is tall. She is about 165 cm, a height that made her outstanding among our neighbours. After all, there were rarely girls found over 155 cm due to poor nutrition in her days. Although she is tall, she runs rather slowly. Once our father recounted his own witness of dajie’s slowness in race competition </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/3928010247286701758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=3928010247286701758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/3928010247286701758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/3928010247286701758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2007/10/portrait-of-my-sisters.html' title='Portrait of my sisters'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/RwQ8sh5w8cI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ToBIOLzvpKU/s72-c/Chen+family+1954.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-3183084113116407611</id><published>2007-07-27T14:34:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T14:42:59.352+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Toastmaster</title><summary type='text'>This certificate makes me recall the one year time during 1995 when I was a member of Glenfield Toastmaster, one of the many clubs under the Toastmaster International. It is a non-profit educational organization aiming at improving the communication, public speaking and leadership skills of its members. It is commonly known as speech club. When one is fear of speaking publicly or talking to a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/3183084113116407611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=3183084113116407611&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/3183084113116407611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/3183084113116407611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2007/07/toastmaster.html' title='Toastmaster'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/RqlamQ613HI/AAAAAAAAAHA/9ircnz4mTdU/s72-c/CCF26072007_00001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-3599389870897800566</id><published>2007-07-01T14:47:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T15:06:45.586+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Volunteer</title><summary type='text'>This picture shows all the Chinese volunteers of Auckland Lifeline gathered together in their annual meeting in September 2001. Auckland Lifeline commenced its service in 1965 providing telephone and face-to-face counselling to the public. When people are overwhelmed by any sort of difficulty and feel it hard to talk with anyone they know, then, talking to a trained and experienced counsellor </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/3599389870897800566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=3599389870897800566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/3599389870897800566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/3599389870897800566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2007/07/volunteer.html' title='Volunteer'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/RocZPWb0h-I/AAAAAAAAAG4/65oM5xEHalc/s72-c/Chinese+Line+annual+meeting+2002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-1861170546099135468</id><published>2007-06-02T16:51:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T16:58:26.093+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buddhism'/><title type='text'>My Zen Retreat Experience</title><summary type='text'>I had my first and only one experience of Zen retreat in May 1992. Although I now practice Pure Land Buddhism and realize the importance of focusing in this technique, from time to time, I would recall the activities I had taken part in during that 3 day Zen retreat.1992 was the year when we immigrated to New Zealand. To start this big move, I came by myself alone in March in order to find a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/1861170546099135468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=1861170546099135468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/1861170546099135468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/1861170546099135468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-zen-retreat-experience.html' title='My Zen Retreat Experience'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/RmD34JVBGPI/AAAAAAAAAGw/aEU3O_DN2_8/s72-c/IMAGE-ZENZSITTING02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-385524246227758784</id><published>2007-05-13T17:17:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T17:26:38.800+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><title type='text'>The Big Question</title><summary type='text'>At some stages of our life, we may have big questions come up our mind such as: Where was I before birth? Where am I going to after death? What I am here for?I remember it was in my pre-school age when I asked my mother, for the first time, where I was from. I remember the answer given was that I was popping out from a big stone. Though I believed what I was told then, the same question had been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/385524246227758784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=385524246227758784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/385524246227758784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/385524246227758784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2007/05/big-question.html' title='The Big Question'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/Rkaf9KU6vVI/AAAAAAAAAGY/4C7v5TUEAd4/s72-c/zixings.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-7357839381309606508</id><published>2007-04-22T19:50:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T19:54:07.347+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>In memory of my uncle</title><summary type='text'>This picture has been kept in the album for over 70 years approximately, so old that uncle’s face is almost not recognizable. Standing on the far right is uncle, and the one next to him is my father.Uncle was tall and handsome. In addition to the good looking appearance , he had good sense of humour and was pretty talkative. I knew stories about uncle mainly from my mother. Aunt did not like to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/7357839381309606508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=7357839381309606508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/7357839381309606508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/7357839381309606508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2007/04/in-memory-of-my-uncle.html' title='In memory of my uncle'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/RisURBn1ZsI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/7IX-XqK0O18/s72-c/Chen+family+of+the+first+3+gerneration+in+Taiwan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-5869667499554080869</id><published>2007-03-26T17:57:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T09:09:05.019+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><title type='text'>Jean's tour to Pure Land Learning College</title><summary type='text'>This is my wife, Jean, standing by the entrance of Pure Land Learning College. Picture was taken during her recent visit/learning trip to this school (or monastery) from 24/2/07 to 10/3/07.In June 2001, Master Chin Kung established Pure Land Learning College in Toowoomba, Brisbane, Australia. In order to continue the mission of spreading Buddha’s education, he found it was necessary to have a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/5869667499554080869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=5869667499554080869&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/5869667499554080869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/5869667499554080869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2007/03/jeans-tour-to-pure-land-learning.html' title='Jean&apos;s tour to Pure Land Learning College'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/Rg69evxyxyI/AAAAAAAAAGA/3aDmCd6E7u4/s72-c/Imgp0494.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-666466782542538282</id><published>2007-03-14T17:53:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T08:26:50.730+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Our dog, Spot</title><summary type='text'>This is our dog, a mix breed of Labrador and Jack Russell. We call him Spot. Spot became part of our family in 1998 when my son, Chenny was in his last year of the primary school.Chenny had asked me for a dog well before 1998. Knowing that having a dog means a lot of responsibility and daily care, I turned his request down many times. Once, he raised the same dog issue again, in order to shut him</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/666466782542538282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=666466782542538282&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/666466782542538282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/666466782542538282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2007/03/our-dog-spot.html' title='Our dog, Spot'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/RfeAWuIaxWI/AAAAAAAAADw/4KglxHLrxVI/s72-c/Chenny+w+Spot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-925875566779094159</id><published>2007-02-28T09:30:00.005+13:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T20:16:12.663+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buddhism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>Guide To A Happy Life – Di Zi Gui (弟子規)</title><summary type='text'>This pamphlet caught my eyes one day in a Buddhist group cultivation session which I attend regularly. It was displayed among many other Buddhism publications on the table for free circulation. It drew my attention not because of its delicate cover design but the subtitle “GUIDE TO A HAPPY LIFE”. I said to myself silently “Gee, hope this guide does bring happiness to me.”I turned to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/925875566779094159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=925875566779094159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/925875566779094159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/925875566779094159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2007/02/guide-to-happy-life-di-zi-gui_28.html' title='Guide To A Happy Life – Di Zi Gui (弟子規)'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/SwB6jluP4pI/AAAAAAAACpQ/01uNv2cCg-o/s72-c/CCF25022007_00000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-7502054770497068012</id><published>2007-02-11T14:12:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T14:55:52.069+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>My music life</title><summary type='text'>This picture was shot in 1968 when I was in the second year in senior high school. The picture shows the Chinese orchestra, which I belonged to, was performing in the competition in high school group of Taipei city.My eldest cousin Jinshia was the first one in the family who noticed that I was very fond of music. Once in a family gathering occasion, she said to me: “When I arrived home from Japan</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/7502054770497068012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=7502054770497068012&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/7502054770497068012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/7502054770497068012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-music-life.html' title='My music life'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/Rc5ujs9UZdI/AAAAAAAAACQ/QjofGp9XLgU/s72-c/Chinese+Orchestra+,+blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-6488991332227614705</id><published>2007-01-29T18:39:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T07:48:40.906+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Grandpa ever said so to grandma</title><summary type='text'>Grandpa died at the age of 59, well before I was born, however I have heard quite a lot of his stories from my parents and my eldest cousin, Jinshia who was the most pampered grandchild of my grandma. My mother told me that my grandma always took Jinshia along wherever she went.Grandpa was born in Taiwan. His father immigrated at age 9, to Taiwan with relatives from Fujian province of China. So </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/6488991332227614705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=6488991332227614705&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/6488991332227614705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/6488991332227614705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2007/01/grandpa-ever-said-so-to-grandma.html' title='Grandpa ever said so to grandma'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/Rb2JVlAm3NI/AAAAAAAAAB4/3wJO7TLa-Bw/s72-c/grandpa+%26+grandma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-982345535098715562</id><published>2007-01-12T17:21:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T17:29:29.218+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>How dad met mum?</title><summary type='text'>This picture was taken sometime in 1973. Being held on dad’s lap is my 4th sister’s youngest son, Zonghsing. The smiley boy standing beside my mum is 4th sister’s eldest son, Menghsing. My eldest sister’s son, Anzhi is in white shirt in the back row. The one in blue cotton-wadded coat is me.Mum was the second daughter of a tenant farmer who grew crops on my grandfather’s land. Every now and then,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/982345535098715562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=982345535098715562&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/982345535098715562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/982345535098715562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2007/01/how-dad-met-mum.html' title='How dad met mum?'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/RacObm6jgxI/AAAAAAAAABs/23riP4jAi2k/s72-c/mum+%26+dad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-8659376445490475379</id><published>2007-01-01T14:07:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T14:18:34.956+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><summary type='text'>It is the new year’s day of 2007. Everyone has more or less forms of celebration on this day. Travelling, climbing mountains, walking in the bush, reading books, eating or even sleeping are just a few examples of the New Year holiday activities. To me, I use of this time to write a blog posting as my form of celebrating the start of the New Year.I have wished my families, relatives and friends a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/8659376445490475379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=8659376445490475379&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/8659376445490475379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/8659376445490475379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/RZhhTqJN8yI/AAAAAAAAABg/VvM7cp-9EUI/s72-c/CCF01012007_00000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-7690064656957163444</id><published>2006-12-16T17:53:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T18:22:10.347+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><title type='text'>My journey of belief</title><summary type='text'>I am quite a religious person to the eyes of most of my friends who have known me reasonably well. My religion is Buddhism. But why, with so many other religions in where I had been raised up, Taiwan, have I eventually chosen Buddhism to be my religion?My earliest memory about religion was from my 3rd elder sister when I was about 4 and she was 14 years old. One morning she shared some of her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/7690064656957163444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=7690064656957163444&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/7690064656957163444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/7690064656957163444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-journey-of-belief.html' title='My journey of belief'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JYPOjZT1gyM/RYN-bv4bYNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eh5KCKxOhaA/s72-c/Abin+and+mother.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-779081650631301158</id><published>2006-11-30T16:18:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T16:19:34.029+13:00</updated><title type='text'>E-mailing vs. Pen &amp; Paper</title><summary type='text'>This picture shows the first page of the letter I wrote to my, then in September 1975, girlfriend, Jean. The paper has become yellowish and crispy along the edge. The ink has faded a bit. Yet the emotion of the author, Morris, is even more lively dancing all over the page. The antique atmosphere of this 31 year old paper thickens the writer’s feeling even further. I reckon this effect can only be</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/779081650631301158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=779081650631301158&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/779081650631301158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/779081650631301158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2006/11/e-mailing-vs-pen-paper.html' title='E-mailing vs. Pen &amp; Paper'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-116138927868697241</id><published>2006-10-21T12:58:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T09:33:04.892+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationship Issues</title><summary type='text'>Relationship issue has been a crucial cornerstone in maintaining a harmonious society since human being emerged on the earth. I believe this is so because in Confucius’ day, which is about 2500 years ago, there was already education delivered on relationship issues.The Confucians categorized relationship into 5 main issues saying: Leader &amp; group member; parent &amp; children; husband &amp; wife; siblings</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/116138927868697241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=116138927868697241&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/116138927868697241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/116138927868697241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2006/10/relationship-issues.html' title='Relationship Issues'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-115985137128679816</id><published>2006-10-03T17:36:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T09:33:04.827+13:00</updated><title type='text'>When I was 24</title><summary type='text'>This picture was shot in 1975, during the spring season. I was then serving as political trainer sub-lieutenant at the air force cadet training centre based in a small town called Huwei (a vegetable farming area in the mid west coast of Taiwan).In the picture, I am on the far right. The one on the far left was my colleague, Chou Zhonghou. I left the air force in June 1975 which was the end of my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/115985137128679816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=115985137128679816&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/115985137128679816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/115985137128679816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2006/10/when-i-was-24.html' title='When I was 24'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-115095219334245992</id><published>2006-06-22T15:16:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T09:33:04.693+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Taiwan in 1960's</title><summary type='text'>This picture could be taken in 1964 when I was in the first year of junior high school. People in the picture were: mum, me, nephew Yizou, 2nd brother-in-law, and nephew Yishi.Life in Taiwan during the 1960's was not easy however, the general economy was taking off. Taiwan Sugar Company was then the biggest foreign exchange earner for this country. The average income was low. For instance, the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/115095219334245992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=115095219334245992&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/115095219334245992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/115095219334245992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2006/06/taiwan-in-1960s.html' title='Taiwan in 1960&apos;s'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-115024208618802179</id><published>2006-06-14T11:33:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T09:33:04.625+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Chen family in 1954</title><summary type='text'>This photo was taken in 1954 when I was 3 years old.I still have the memory about that day. I helped moving a chair to the court yard for my mum. It was a cloudy day and the photographer was meant to arrive in the morning.From right are: 4th sister, eldest sister, father, 3rd sister, mother holding my younger sister, 3rd cousin, me, aunt, 2nd sister, 2nd cousin.My uncle was then working in Japan </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/115024208618802179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=115024208618802179&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/115024208618802179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/115024208618802179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2006/06/chen-family-in-1954.html' title='Chen family in 1954'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-115024045873485396</id><published>2006-06-14T10:32:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T09:33:04.559+13:00</updated><title type='text'>The first 3 generations of Chen family in Taiwan</title><summary type='text'>My great grand father immigrated to Taiwan at the age of 9 with his elder relatives from Fujian province of China. My great grand mother seated in the middle in the picture was widowed at around 65. My grandfather and grandmother had two sons. My father with a hat is the younger one. The other taller young man is my uncle who emigrated to Japan during the world II.My grandfather was a carpenter. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/115024045873485396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=115024045873485396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/115024045873485396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/115024045873485396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2006/06/first-3-generations-of-chen-family-in.html' title='The first 3 generations of Chen family in Taiwan'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-114989679862300797</id><published>2006-06-10T11:25:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T09:33:04.360+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Amitabha</title><summary type='text'>I created my first blog site yesterday using "Mind, Body &amp; Happiness" as my blog site title.I thought this title is rather technical or accdemic so I wanted to change it to "Amitabha". This is a term used in the Pure Land school of Buddhist meaning: awake, justice and pure. These 3 characters are like a passport to the realm of eternal happiness.Any happiness that our sensory organs can catch </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/114989679862300797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=114989679862300797&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/114989679862300797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/114989679862300797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2006/06/amitabha.html' title='Amitabha'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29455115.post-114983284750446995</id><published>2006-06-09T17:47:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T09:33:04.282+13:00</updated><title type='text'>A Resignation Tide Occuring</title><summary type='text'>On May 4 of 2006, I resigned from my position as a programme advisor. About one month later, a very close friend of mine also resigned today. Just happened yesterday, the supervisor of his IT team also resigned. There are totally 14 colleagues resigned up to date sine the company launched a dramatic reforming measure 4 months ago. This kind of high staff turn over can hurt a company's operation </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/feeds/114983284750446995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29455115&amp;postID=114983284750446995&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/114983284750446995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29455115/posts/default/114983284750446995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molisang.blogspot.com/2006/06/resignation-tide-occuring.html' title='A Resignation Tide Occuring'/><author><name>Morris Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08785980003449663601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1934/3139/1600/002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
