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" น้องครับ..พี่สงสารน้องจัง "

สวัสดีครับเพื่อนๆ..วันนี้ผมมีเรื่องราวชีวิตที่น่าสงสารของน้องคน
นึงที่น่าสงสารมากๆมาให้เพื่อนๆช่วยเหลือครับ..

น้องชื่อ นาย เดชฤทธิ์ คำมุงคุณ อายุ 23 ปี มีลูก 1 คน เป็นผู้หญิง อายุ 4 ปี อยู่ที่ อ.ธาตุพนม จ.นครพนม เริ่มแรกของอาการที่เกิดขึ้นกับน้องเมื่อ 7 เดือนที่แล้วคือ น้องมีอาการเวียนหัว จมูกไม่ได้กลิ่น ตาพร่ามัว น้องจึงไปหาหมอที่โรงพยาบาล
นครพนม หมอก็ตรวจอย่างละเอียดแต่ก็ยังสรุปไม่ได้ว่าเป็นอะไร จึงส่งตัวไปที่โรงพยาบาล ขอนแก่น หมอได้ตรวจและ
X-RAY ตรงจมูก พบว่ามีก้อนเนื้ออยู่ด้านใน จึงได้ตัดไปตรวจ
และผลได้ออกมาว่าน้องเป็นมะเร็ง..(ตอนไปเช็กเมื่อ4เดือนที่แล้ว) แต่ด้วยฐานะทางบ้านก็ยากจน น้องมีอาชีพรับกรีดยางกับ
ภรรยา แม่ก็มาเป็นโรคไตอีก ต้องฟองไตทุกสัปดาห์ นอนอยู่ที่
โรงพยาบาล พ่อก็รับกรีดยางแต่ก็ต้องไปนอนเฝ้าแม่ ภรรยาก็
กรีดยางไม่ได้เพราะต้องเฝ้าสามี ทำให้รายได้ที่เป็นรายจ่ายของ
ครอบครัวนี้หมดสิ้นไม่รู้จะไปหามาจากไหน หมอนัดไปตรวจก็
ไม่มีปัญญาไป ไม่มีเงินค่ารถ ทำให้อาการป่วยของน้องเริ่มหนัก
ขึ้นทุกวัน เนื้อที่เคยอยู่ข้างในก็เริ่มโผล่ออกมาทางลูกตาทั้ง2
ข้าง ทำให้ตาทั้ง2ข้างบอดสนิท และเจ็บปวดยิ่งนัก หมอให้ไป
ฉายแสงก็ไม่มีตังค์ เพื่อนบ้านก็สงสารต่างก็เอาข้าวเอาน้ำมาช่วยจุนเจือครอบครัวนี้ ภรรยาจะไปกรีดยางเพื่อหาเงินมาเลี้ยง
ครอบครัวก็ไปไม่ได้ เพราะสามีมองไม่เห็นต้องดูแลอย่างใกล้
ชิด ระหว่างที่ผมนั่งคุยกับน้องผมเห็นถึงความเจ็บปวดทั้งกายใจ
ของน้องซึ่งไม่สามารถทำอะไรได้เลย น้อยใจโชคชะตาชีวิตต้องมาเป็นภาระให้กับครอบครัวแม่ก็เจ็บลูกก็ยังเล็ก..แต่ทุกคน
ก็เอาใจช่วยและให้กำลังใจน้อง ให้น้องได้สู้ต่อไป เราจะไม่ทิ้ง
กัน..ผมได้ช่วยน้องไป25,000บาท ให้น้องไปหาหมอให้เร็วที่สุด
ถ้าเพื่อนๆอยากช่วยเหลือน้องก็โอนให้ภรรยาน้องโดยตรงครับ
ชื่อ บัญชี น.ส.พัชรีพร สุวรรณพรม ธ.ออมสิน สาขา ธาตุพนม
เลขที่ บัญชี 020152282701 เงินฝากเผื่อเรียก

ผมต้องขอโทษมา ณ.ที่นี้ มีบางภาพอาจจะดูแล้วเกิดความหวาด
กลัวหรือไม่เหมาะสม..แต่เจตนาของผมคือ อยากให้เพื่อนๆได้เห็นว่า ทุกวันนี้โรคหลายสายพันธ์มีการพัฒนาตัวเองอย่างชนิด
ที่หลายโรงพยาบาลไม่สามารถสรุปได้ว่าเป็นโรคอะไร..

ขอบพระคุณทุกๆท่านที่ช่วยเหลือน้องครับ..
"sister.. I feel pity for you"

Hello friends.. today I have a poor life story of my brother.
One very poor person. Let my friends help..

My name is nai det khamung. You are 23 years old. She has 1 kids. She is a 4 year old woman at the district That Phanom, province. Nakhon Phanom. The beginning of the symptoms that happened to my brother 7 months ago. She had dizzy. Nose didn't smell the eyes. So she went to the doctor at the hospital.
Nakhon Phanom, the doctor also checked thoroughly, but still couldn't conclude what it is. So I sent him to khon kaen hospital. Doctor has
X-Ray on the nose. Found that there was a piece of meat inside, so i cut it to check it
And the result comes out that she has cancer.. (when I went to check 4 months ago) but with my status of my family, I am poor. She has a career to get rubber cut.
Wife, mother also comes to have kidney disease. It has to bubbles every week. Sleep at
Father's hospital also took rubber cut, but I have to go to sleep and watch mother and wife.
I can't cut the tire because I have to watch my husband to make income that is the expenses.
This family is gone. I don't know where to find this. Pillow is cuddle check it out.
I can't afford to go. I don't have money for car. It makes my brother's
Up every day. The meat that used to be inside starts to show up through the 2 eyes.
The side makes my 2 eyes blind and painful. Doctor gave it to me.
I don't have money to shine. Neighbors feel pity. They bring rice and water to help support this family. Wife will cut the tire to make money to treat me.
Family can't go because husband can't see it. I need to take care of it
Close while I sit and talk to my brother. I see the pain, body and mind.
It's mine who can't do anything. I feel hurt. Life must be a burden to the family. Mother is still small.. but everyone.
I'm rooting for you and encouraging you. Keep fighting. We won't leave.
Each other.. I have helped my brother go to 25,000 baht. Let my brother go to the doctor asap.
If your friends want to help, you transfer to your wife directly.
Account Name. Congressman. Phap cuddle chariphon suwan phrom. Aomsin, that phanom branch.
Account number 020152282701 deposit in case you call

I apologize. There are some photos here. It may be scary after watching.
Afraid or inappropriate.. but my intent is to let friends see that many breed of diseases are developing themselves.
At many hospitals can't conclude what disease it is..

Thank you everyone for helping me..Translated

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)

很多時候，你要學習的是那句話的精神，而不是那句話的本身

在偉大的航線上，常黑到連光都沒有。但別怕，只要走得比地球快，就能追上陽光。

It's often pitch black sailing on the Grand Line; but don't be afraid, if we go fast enough, we can catch up with the Sun.

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We made an incredibly large Oreo-like cake! We took the largest pot in our house to mix the batter. After repeated failures we found that the third time was the charm. Our hand-mixer was certainly put through the grind on this one.... There was so much batter that as it got thicker, the mixer almost gave up.No adjustments were made to the audio volume this time. Please watch while you worry, "is the hand mixer going to break?" Let's go, hand mixer!This is Mosogourmet's Epic Meal Time!

とにかく大きなオレオみたいなケーキ。我が家で一番大きい おでんを煮るときに登場する鍋で生地を混ぜました。失敗続きで３度目でやっと成功。見所？は我が家のハンドミキサーのがんばり。生地の量が多く、生地が重たくなるに連れてハンドミキサーの音が・・・元気がなくなります。今回、音量の調整を一切していません。ハンドミキサー、壊れるんじゃない？と心配になりながら見てください。ファイト、ハンドミキサー！
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*レシピ*（直径 24センチ）
１．型にサラダ油を薄く塗っておく。
２．薄力粉 530g、ベーキングパウダー 16g、ブラックココアパウダー 100g、ココアパウダー 70gを合わせて、よくふるっておきます。
３． ボウルに卵 14個を溶きほぐす。
４．砂糖 350gを2〜３回に分けて加えしっかり混ぜる。
５．塩 小さじ1も加え混ぜる。
６．サラダ油 210gを加え混ぜる。
７．2を加え混ぜる。
８．牛乳 140gも入れ混ぜる。
９．１に８を流し入れる。
１０．180度に予熱したオーブンで40分焼く。
１１．竹串をさして何もついてこなければ焼き上がり。
１２．１１が冷めたら厚さを均一にカットする。
１３．生クリーム 400mlに砂糖 15gを加え少し固めに泡立てる。
１４．１３にオレオクッキー18枚（一袋分）を割り入れ混ぜ合わせる。
１５．１２に１４を塗りサンドする。
１６．できあがり。がんばって食べる。

*メモ*
ココアパウダーは薄力粉の25%に当たる量。
ココアパウダーとブラックココアパウダーは２：３の割合。
ブラックココアパウダーだけではココア風味が少ないので普通のココアパウダーを加えて作りました。

*Recipe*（24 cm diameter）
１．Lightly coat the mold with vegetable oil.
２．Sift together, cake flour 530g, baking powder 16g, black cocoa powder 100g, and cocoa powder 70g.
３．Beat 14 eggs in a bowl.
４．Add 350g of sugar in 2-3 batches, mixing well after each addition.
５．Add 1 tsp of salt, mix well.
６．Add 210g of vegetable oil, mix well.
７．Add the dry ingredients from 1, mix well.
８．Add 140g of milk, mix well.
９．Pour the batter from 8 to the prepared mold in 1.
１０．Bake for 40 minutes at 180 degrees Celsius.
１１．Insert a bamboo skewer, if it comes out clean, the cake is done.
１２．When 11 is cooled, slice them into two piece of equal thickness.
１３．Combine 400ml of heavy whipping cream and 15g of sugar. Beat until it to a stiffer consistency.
１４．Fold 18 crushed Oreos into 13.
１５．Spread 14 onto 12, and assemble the slices together.
１６．Finished! Work hard to eat it.

*Notes*
The amount of cocoa powder should be 25% of the cake flour.

The ratio of cocoa powder and black cocoa powder should be 2:3.

Regular cocoa powder was added because the black cocoa powder does not have sufficient cocoa flavor.

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The global outbreak of novel coronavirus has shaken up the world and many of us are being forced to let go of the life we are familiar with. Those who are infected with the virus were first treated as victims, but now they are considered as victimizers, a threat to others, and are feeling unnecessary indignity and distress in the process.

Not knowing who is infected, including ourselves, creates and spreads fears that lead to bigotry and discrimination pitting one community or one nation against the other. Fears that the whole nation may be put in a state of chaos and paralysis are causing all sorts of social disruptions such as hoarding facial masks and other supplies or the rise in racist sentiment including hurling abuses and refusing entry to restaurants and public facilities. Fear, hatred, and cruelty of human beings seem more terrifying than the virus itself. That is why I strongly believe that it is necessary to remain calm, get facts right, and reach out and help each other.

We and the supporters in China discussed and decided to create a song for Chinese people living in anxiety and fear, and I immediately started to work on a piece, hoping to help in whatever way possible. The work is now finished and we decided to distribute it for free in China. And this music and video is now available for streaming in other countries as well.

In the process of creating this piece of music I recognize that this is a song for not only Chinese people but also Japanese and all the people around the world who are fighting the threat of COVID-19.

There is only so much what music can do, but I believe that many of us find solace in music. As I wrote in the lyrics to this song, I truly hope that when the outbreak winds down and normalcy is restored even if we are not totally unscathed, we will be able to laugh about it with our families and friends. Until then, we are going to hang in there.


Yojiro



世界的な流行をみせる新型コロナウィルスの流行にともない、多くの人が普段とは違う生活を強いられています。本来「被害者」であるはずの感染者は、いつのまにか「加害者」へと見られ方を変え窮屈な想いをしながら日々を生活しています。どこに感染者がいるか分からない、自分が感染しているかもしれないという恐怖が伝播し、それは地域単位、国単位の差別的な偏見をも助長させます。社会機能の麻痺や混乱が来る恐れから、あらゆる歪みも生じてきています。マスク、生活用品の買い占め、特定の人種への迫害、心ない言葉、飲食店や公共施設などへの立ち入り拒否。ウィルスよりも恐ろしいのは人間の恐怖心や憎悪、冷酷さなのかもしれません。こんな時こそ冷静な判断、情報収集、そして手を取り合う心が必要なのではと強く感じます。
　今回、中国でお世話になっている方々から「中国で不安な生活を送る人たちを励ます曲を作ってはもらえませんか」と提案を受けました。ぜひ力になれるのならばと、急いで楽曲の制作に入りました。そして今回完成にこぎつけることができ、無料で中国内の皆さんへ配信することを決めました。
　曲を作りながら、これは中国の方に向けたものであると同時に日本、そして世界中でウィルスの脅威と闘うすべての人に向けた曲だと感じました。そして今回、他の国々でのストリーミングと映像の公開もできることになりました。
　音楽にできることはとても小さいです。でも時にその小ささに救われることもあるのではと、僕は思っています。歌詞の中でも書きました。この事態が無事終息し、無傷ではなくとも平穏な日々が戻ってきた時には「あの時は本当どうなるかと思ったね」と笑いながら皆大事な家族や友と話ができたらいいなと心から願っています。その時まで、皆で頑張り抜きたいです。


洋次郎





■Lyrics
English
https://radwimps.jp/lightthelight/lyrics/en/
Japanese
https://radwimps.jp/lightthelight/lyrics/
Chinese
https://radwimps.jp/lightthelight/lyrics/cn/

■Music streaming
https://linkco.re/1ErEycQ1




Alive Painting : Akiko Nakayama

Director : Daisuke Shimada
Assistant Director : Mizuki Jin
Cinematographer : Yuki Nakamura（Gonshiro）
D.I.T : Yosuke Tominaga（Gonshiro）
Lighting : Osamu Yamamori
Producer : Koji Takayama