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The Word of God tells us that faith comes by hearing God's Word (Rom 10:17)—not by "having heard." We need to keep hearing and feeding on God's Word. Beloved, keep hearing about the finished work of Jesus and hear your way to your miracle!
By now, you have probably heard about my father’s red box. Minister Heng Swee Keat posted about it last week. The red box was a fixture of my father’s work routine. It is now on display at the National Museum of Singapore in his memorial exhibition.
Some of my father’s other personal items are there too. His barrister’s wig (of horsehair) from when he was admitted to the Bar. And a Rolex Oyster Perpetual watch given to him by the Singapore Union of Postal and Telecommunications Workers after he represented them in the famous postmen’s strike in 1952.
I enjoyed my visit to the exhibition a few days ago. Was happy to hear that many of you went yesterday. The exhibition will be on until 26 April. – LHL
MR LEE'S RED BOX
Mr Lee Kuan Yew had a red box. When I worked as Mr Lee’s Principal Private Secretary, or PPS, a good part of my daily life revolved around the red box. Before Mr Lee came in to work each day, the locked red box would arrive first, at about 9 am.
As far as the various officers who have worked with Mr Lee can remember, he had it for many, many years. It is a large, boxy briefcase, about fourteen centimetres wide. Red boxes came from the British government, whose Ministers used them for transporting documents between government offices. Our early Ministers had red boxes, but Mr Lee is the only one I know who used his consistently through the years. When I started working for Mr Lee in 1997, it was the first time I saw a red box in use. It is called the red box but is more a deep wine colour, like the seats in the chamber in Parliament House.
This red box held what Mr Lee was working on at any one time. Through the years, it held his papers, speech drafts, letters, readings, and a whole range of questions, reflections, and observations. For example, in the years that Mr Lee was working on his memoirs, the red box carried the multiple early drafts back and forth between his home and the office, scribbled over with his and Mrs Lee’s notes.
For a long time, other regular items in Mr Lee’s red box were the cassette tapes that held his dictated instructions and thoughts for later transcription. Some years back, he changed to using a digital recorder.
The red box carried a wide range of items. It could be communications with foreign leaders, observations about the financial crisis, instructions for the Istana grounds staff, or even questions about some trees he had seen on the expressway. Mr Lee was well-known for keeping extremely alert to everything he saw and heard around him – when he noticed something wrong, like an ailing raintree, a note in the red box would follow.
We could never anticipate what Mr Lee would raise – it could be anything that was happening in Singapore or the world. But we could be sure of this: it would always be about how events could affect Singapore and Singaporeans, and how we had to stay a step ahead. Inside the red box was always something about how we could create a better life for all.
We would get to work right away. Mr Lee’s secretaries would transcribe his dictated notes, while I followed up on instructions that required coordination across multiple government agencies. Our aim was to do as much as we could by the time Mr Lee came into the office later.
While we did this, Mr Lee would be working from home. For example, during the time that I worked with him (1997-2000), the Asian Financial Crisis ravaged many economies in our region and unleashed political changes. It was a tense period as no one could tell how events would unfold. Often, I would get a call from him to check certain facts or arrange meetings with financial experts.
In the years that I worked for him, Mr Lee’s daily breakfast was a bowl of dou hua (soft bean curd), with no syrup. It was picked up and brought home in a tiffin carrier every morning, from a food centre near Mr Lee’s home. He washed it down with room-temperature water. Mr Lee did not take coffee or tea at breakfast.
When Mr Lee came into the office, the work that had come earlier in the red box would be ready for his review, and he would have a further set of instructions for our action.
From that point on, the work day would run its normal course. Mr Lee read the documents and papers, cleared his emails, and received official calls by visitors. I was privileged to sit in for every meeting he conducted. He would later ask me what I thought of the meetings – it made me very attentive to every word that was said, and I learnt much from Mr Lee.
Evening was Mr Lee’s exercise time. Mr Lee has described his extensive and disciplined exercise regime elsewhere. It included the treadmill, rowing, swimming and walking – with his ears peeled to the evening news or his Mandarin practice tapes. He would sometimes take phone calls while exercising.
He was in his 70s then. In more recent years, being less stable on his feet, Mr Lee had a simpler exercise regime. But he continued to exercise. Since retiring from the Minister Mentor position in 2011, Mr Lee was more relaxed during his exercises. Instead of listening intently to the news or taking phone calls, he shared his personal stories and joked with his staff.
While Mr Lee exercised, those of us in the office would use that time to focus once again on the red box, to get ready all the day’s work for Mr Lee to take home with him in the evening. Based on the day’s events and instructions, I tried to get ready the materials that Mr Lee might need. It sometimes took longer than I expected, and occasionally, I had to ask the security officer to come back for the red box later.
While Mrs Lee was still alive, she used to drop by the Istana at the end of the day, in order to catch a few minutes together with Mr Lee, just to sit and look at the Istana trees that they both loved. They chatted about what many other old couples would talk about. They discussed what they should have for dinner, or how their grandchildren were doing.
Then back home went Mr Lee, Mrs Lee and the red box. After dinner, Mr and Mrs Lee liked to take a long stroll. In his days as Prime Minister, while Mrs Lee strolled, Mr Lee liked to ride a bicycle. It was, in the words of those who saw it, “one of those old man bicycles”. None of us who have worked at the Istana can remember him ever changing his bicycle. He did not use it in his later years, as he became frail, but I believe the “old man bicycle” is still around somewhere.
After his dinner and evening stroll, Mr Lee would get back to his work. That was when he opened the red box and worked his way through what we had put into it in the office.
Mr Lee’s study is converted out of his son’s old bedroom. His work table is a simple, old wooden table with a piece of clear glass placed over it. Slipped under the glass are family memorabilia, including a picture of our current PM from his National Service days. When Mrs Lee was around, she stayed up reading while Mr Lee worked. They liked to put on classical music while they stayed up.
In his days as PM, Mr Lee’s average bedtime was three-thirty in the morning. As Senior Minister and Minister Mentor, he went to sleep after two in the morning. If he had to travel for an official visit the next day, he might go to bed at one or two in the morning.
Deep into the night, while the rest of Singapore slept, it was common for Mr Lee to be in full work mode.
Before he went to bed, Mr Lee would put everything he had completed back in the red box, with clear pointers on what he wished for us to do in the office. The last thing he did each day was to place the red box outside his study room. The next morning, the duty security team picked up the red box, brought it to us waiting in the office, and a new day would begin.
Let me share two other stories involving the red box.
In 1996, Mr Lee underwent balloon angioplasty to insert a stent. It was his second heart operation in two months, after an earlier operation to widen a coronary artery did not work. After the operation, he was put in the Intensive Care Unit for observation. When he regained consciousness and could sit up in bed, he asked for his security team. The security officer hurried into the room to find out what was needed. Mr Lee asked, “Can you pass me the red box?”
Even at that point, Mr Lee’s first thought was to continue working. The security officer rushed the red box in, and Mr Lee asked to be left to his work. The nurses told the security team that other patients of his age, in Mr Lee’s condition, would just rest. Mr Lee was 72 at the time.
In 2010, Mr Lee was hospitalised again, this time for a chest infection. While he was in the hospital, Mrs Lee passed away. Mr Lee has spoken about his grief at Mrs Lee’s passing. As soon as he could, he left the hospital to attend the wake at Sri Temasek.
At the end of the night, he was under doctor’s orders to return to the hospital. But he asked his security team if they could take him to the Singapore River instead. It was late in the night, and Mr Lee was in mourning. His security team hastened to give a bereaved husband a quiet moment to himself.
As Mr Lee walked slowly along the bank of the Singapore River, the way he and Mrs Lee sometimes did when she was still alive, he paused. He beckoned a security officer over. Then he pointed out some trash floating on the river, and asked, “Can you take a photo of that? I’ll tell my PPS what to do about it tomorrow.” Photo taken, he returned to the hospital.
I was no longer Mr Lee’s PPS at the time. I had moved on to the Monetary Authority of Singapore, to continue with the work to strengthen our financial regulatory system that Mr Lee had started in the late 1990s. But I can guess that Mr Lee probably had some feedback on keeping the Singapore River clean. I can also guess that the picture and the instructions were ferried in Mr Lee’s red box the next morning to the office. Even as Mr Lee lay in the hospital. Even as Mrs Lee lay in state.
The security officers with Mr Lee were deeply touched. When I heard about these moments, I was also moved.
I have taken some time to describe Mr Lee’s red box. The reason is that, for me, it symbolises Mr Lee’s unwavering dedication to Singapore so well. The diverse contents it held tell us much about the breadth of Mr Lee’s concerns – from the very big to the very small; the daily routine of the red box tells us how Mr Lee’s life revolved around making Singapore better, in ways big and small.
By the time I served Mr Lee, he was the Senior Minister. Yet he continued to devote all his time to thinking about the future of Singapore. I could only imagine what he was like as Prime Minister. In policy and strategy terms, he was always driving himself, me, and all our colleagues to think about what each trend and development meant for Singapore, and how we should respond to it in order to secure Singapore’s wellbeing and success.
As his PPS, I saw the punishing pace of work that Mr Lee set himself. I had a boss whose every thought and every action was for Singapore.
But it takes private moments like these to bring home just how entirely Mr Lee devoted his life to Singapore.
In fact, I think the best description comes from the security officer who was with Mr Lee both of those times. He was on Mr Lee’s team for almost 30 years. He said of Mr Lee: “Mr Lee is always country, country, country. And country.”
This year, Singapore turns 50. Mr Lee would have turned 92 this September. Mr Lee entered the hospital on 5 February 2015. He continued to use his red box every day until 4 February 2015.
(Photo: MCI)
Ever since 1946, Yonex has helped to shape and build so many badminton dreams among players. Every racquet Yonex developed made the ‘smash’ faster, ‘dropshot’ sharper, and ‘net shot’ smoother.
I always felt Yonex and their design team as the best weaponsmith for me. Year by year since 1995, continuously developing the best ‘sword’ for me to battle in court.
Still remember back in 1995, I was just a young boy aged 13, masih jambu, masih mentah, masih kiut. I was lucky to qualify for my first MSSPP. My dad bought me a good racquet for that tournament. But I just felt dad's racquet was better. His racquet was Yonex Carbonex9, colour Gold. I curi-curi “pinjam” his racquet to enter the competition, without him knowing.
I was feeling like "White Ranger" playing with dad’s Gold Yonex, until the string broke. That night when I got home, I diam-diam slit the racket back into his bag.
The next day I heard a thunderous shout 'Ah Wei!What have you done?' I became so kancheong that I nearly wet my pants. I slowly walked into his room, with my head down. He was boiling. Imagine an angry skinny incredible Hulk, swinging a racquet with broken string. Before the Hulk smashed my head, I lifted the tournament medal I won with my tiny hands. His anger turned into a smile. That evening, he restring the racquet and slid the racquet quietly into my bag.
That's my first sword. My Gold Yonex Carbonex9.
What is your Yonex story? Do share in the comments too. Would love to hear from everyone.
P/s: Introducing Power Rangers Pink Family! BlackPink pon boleh lah!
一支球拍的故事
13岁那年，在获得了MSSPP入选资格后，父亲大悦，给我买了一支羽毛球拍参赛，虽然手握新球拍，但是我却心系父亲常用的那支旧球拍，觉得那才是我的幸运🏸。
不知道哪里来的勇气，我竟然就偷偷的＂借用＂了父亲的球拍上场，幸运球拍给了我无限的可能，杀球、小球一切就是那顺利过网，关键分我在奋力厮杀，结果，线～断～了。
回到家后，我颤抖的把球拍放回原位，鸵鸟心态希望不被发现，结果第二天早晨我被父亲的咆哮声惊醒了，唉，只好硬着头皮往他面前走去，准备把责任推给老鼠之前，我先把奖牌递上去，结果父亲就不再生气了，呼，好险！
当天下午，父亲出门去了，回来之后他就把绑好线的球拍偷偷的塞进了我的包，就这样，我拥有梦寐以求的幸运的金色Yonex Carbonex9羽毛球拍，这也是我的第一支Yonex羽毛球拍。
这是的故事，你的呢？
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English subtitles.
I wanna get close to you. I wanna know you since we first met.
My heart's racing when I heard your voice.
Since the day we've met, I've been dreaming 'bout you.
I want to say "Hi" to you. When I don't get to see you, I'm so anxious.
I worried so much about you when you're away.
'How were you doing?.' 'Was there anyone taking care of you?'
I lose my breath everytime you're near.
Your smile made my heart throbbed.
I want to tell you my feeling.
But I don't know if it's too soon. Since I don't know how you feel about me.
If I said it out but then you say no to me.
If it goes on like this, you'd walk away from me.
It's already good enough to feel you near,
to heard your voice, to take care of you closely.
I'll keep this secret close to my heart.
I won't say it out no matter how strong my feeling has for you.
I want you to know my feeling.
I really want to say that word.
But I'm too scared that it'd be sad.
'Cause if you denied my feeling, you wouldn't forgive that word.
It's so frustrating that I have to keep these feelings inside.
My heart suffers but I'm too scared that if I say it out, it'd be sad.
But I don't know if it's too soon. Since I don't know how you feel about me.
If I said it out but then you say no to me.
If it goes on like this, you'd walk away from me.
It's already good enough to feel you near,
to heard your voice, to take care of you closely.
I'll keep this secret close to my heart.
I won't say it out no matter how strong my feeling has for you.
If you look closely, you'd find what's hiding in my worries.
But I just don't know how you feel about me.
If you watch closely, you'd see my truth feeling.
That one word that I haven't said it out.
I'll keep it until you open up to me.
'Til I'm sure that you think of me,
and you're ready to hear my secret.
I'll tell you closely 'I Love You'. Could you hear it? My true feeling.
If it's still doesn't clear. I'll tell you one more time.
"I love you with all my heart." Could you hear it?
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Meng Haoran (Chinese: 孟浩然; Wade–Giles: Meng Hao-jan; 689/691–740) was a major Tang dynasty poet, and a somewhat older contemporary of Wang Wei, Li Bai and Du Fu. Despite his brief pursuit of an official career, Meng Haoran mainly lived in and wrote about the area in which he was born and raised, in what is now Hubei province, China. Meng Haoran was a major influence on other contemporary and subsequent poets of the High Tang era because of his focus on nature as a main topic for poetry. Meng Haoran was also prominently featured in the Qing dynasty (and subsequently frequently republished) poetry anthology Three Hundred Tang Poems, having the fifth largest number of his poems included, for a total of fifteen, exceeded only by Du Fu, Li Bai, Wang Wei, and Li Shangyin. These poems of Meng Haoran were available in the English translations by Witter Bynner and Kiang Kanghu, by 1920, with the publication of The Jade Mountain. The Three Hundred Tang Poems also has two poems by Li Bai addressed to Meng Haoran, one in his praise and one written in farewell on the occasion of their parting company. Meng Haoran was also influential to Japanese poetry.
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春曉 孟浩然
Spring Dawn / Mèng Hào rán
春眠不覺曉
The sleep of spring night is so comfortable that I do not notice that the dawns
處處聞啼鳥
When I wake up, I hear the birds singing from everywhere
夜來風雨聲
Last night I heard the sound of wind and rain
花落知多少
How many flowers have fallen? (Maybe many flowers have fallen)
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