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  • 10 Sep 2018
    Just wondering why there's no real coverage or conversation on today's massive DDoS attack? Having to scour the other parts of the 안전놀이터 Internet for news and updates which I would have expected The Verge to automatically and masterfully cover. #wassup
    469 Posted by Jake Kennedy
  • 05 Sep 2018
    I am a senior citizen writing in to highlight the boorish behaviour of some senior citizens in our midst. 바카라사이트주소 I witnessed a male senior citizen demanding that a young woman give up her seat in the MRT for him. She was not even sitting on the reserved seat. But, he scolded her in front of everyone, saying she ought to give up her seat for an elderly person. 안전놀이터 She did do it, but she was not happy about it. In another instance, I was at a National Day carnival singing our National Anthem when an elderly woman tapped my arm and indicated grumpily that she wanted me to move aside for her to walk through. Earlier on, I had seen another elderly woman jump a queue. 인터넷카지노   Having a sense of entitlement and throwing one's weight around just because one is a senior is not good or wise behaviour. I hope the guilty seniors will reflect on this and change for the better.
    336 Posted by Jake Kennedy
  • 12 Sep 2018
    My family and I have enjoyed countless hours of fun at the very Marina Barrage that Lee Wei Ling's Papa, Lee Kuan Yew, dreamed of.  인터넷카지노 On one of those trips to the Barrage, my three daughters, my husband and I had the privilege of seeing her beloved Papa. It was about four years ago, on a quiet weekday afternoon during the school holidays, and he must have taken that opportunity to visit the Barrage to soak in its sights and sounds.  He was dressed in a light pink shirt and cream-coloured trousers, looking very happy as the buggy passed by families just like ours, mums and dads with young children in tow. We didn't dare approach the buggy but just like the other excited children (and parents!), waved frantically to him while calling out "Hello Mr Lee!". He acknowledged every one of us by happily waving back. 인터넷바카라 As he approached the end of the Barrage, Mr Lee met two groups of university students who had gone there in their convocation gowns to take the requisite graduation photos. How thrilled they must have been to see the founding father of Singapore, the man who had a vision for Singapore, who dreamed about building the very Barrage they were standing on, alight from his buggy and pose with them for a few pictures! He took the time to exchange pleasantries with these graduates and shook their hands.      We stood afar and envied the lucky group of fresh graduates. What a fitting start to their foray into the world! To be standing next to a man without whom their education would not have been possible. To start their careers after having been wished well by the first Prime Minister of their country. I know the memory of this experience will be indelibly etched in the minds of these students for years and years to come. The nation wept together for the passing of Dr Lee's Papa. My family sent him off in the pouring rain as the gun carriage made its final journey past City Hall. Everywhere triggered a memory of him. The raintrees flanking the East Coast Parkway, the riot of colours from the bougainvillea along that same expressway, little things here and there that became a reality after your Papa sowed the seeds of a dream. 카지노사이트 I am grateful to Mr Lee for dreaming big dreams for Singapore. Every Singaporean owes what we enjoy today from the vision he had for our fledgling nation. My children can continue to build upon their hopes and aspirations for their future to fulfil dreams of their own.  We prayed as a family last night before going to bed that we will work hard and contribute to the continued success in Singapore, even if in small ways. There is a hope and a dream for our future. Because her Papa believed in this country, fought hard for it, and never gave up on it even when the challenges seemed insurmountable.  We will strive to do the same.
    328 Posted by Jake Kennedy
  • 05 Sep 2018
    Over the years, the number of stray cats has declined significantly. 인터넷바카라 This is due to residents who have worked tirelessly to trap these cats for neutering. They are always on the lookout for newly abandoned cats and kittens, and they also speak to cat owners to advise them on neutering and keeping the animals indoors. 카지노사이트 Some of these residents have registered with the Cat Welfare Society so that they can help town councils mediate in cases where there are complaints about cats. Such unseen and unsung residents ought to be recognised for their community effort by the town councils. 인터넷카지노 All these residents ask for is that fellow residents be tolerant of the presence of cats, also called community cats, and that the town councils do not pander to a minority of complaining residents by culling these cats. As our little island gets rapidly concretised, such community cats add a softness to the harshness of our environment.
    320 Posted by Jake Kennedy
Arts & Culture 66 views Sep 12, 2018
Photographs and memories from our oldest contributor

Stories of the Botanical Gardens, or BG as we called it,  brought to mind the times my friends and I used to spend in the Botanical Gardens, and after rummaging through old pictures I came across one particular photograph which featured the second Tembusu tree. It was taken in August 1941, when “life was a breeze”  just before the outbreak of World War II. The camera used was a Brownie and was developed at home. I was only 18 then. 온라인카지노

During the August school holidays my friends and I would take a morning walk from Hooper Road to the BG and spent carefree moments with Mother Nature.  We would wake up at 5am, prepare a few sandwiches (prawn sambal or corned beef wrapped by French bread), and with bottles of water and thermos flask’s of tea or coffee make our way to the BG. Plastic was unheard of then and we used  small enamel cups to quench our thirst.  The BG in those days was a fairyland for us with its resplendent greenery.

We played games on the open spaces of grass, sat on the lake after a game of hide and seek. There were two swans there. Photographs were taken and this particular snapshot was on the limb of the Tembusu tree which is located  at the corner of Palms Valley. Unfortunately the branch has been cut off but the tree still stands there tall and majestic. It must be over 100 years old. 온라인바카라

Sadly all my friends have passed on, so this particular photograph brings back memories of the  good old days when the outdoors was a source of so much fun and activity – no computer, no distracting HP – only the radio and records of lovely music to listen to – not to mention a few good books. How nostalgic.