The small flowers will soon become leaves and you'll know Spring is here.1 amazing year passed in university life. 2 more wonderful ones to go.
11 years ago
Friday, August 28, 2009
Monday, August 24, 2009
Heroes Do Exist
The Tale of Terry Fox
by Michael A. Aun, FIC, LUTCF, CSP, CPAE Speaker Hall of Fame
When I first met Terry Fox, we were joined together on a program in Toronto, Ontario, Canada before 4,000 Toastmasters at an international convention in 1978. We were both scheduled to speak to the group. I was competing for the World Championship of Public Speaking. Terry was competing for something far more important than trophies and awards. Terry Fox was competing for his life.
At the young age of 22, freckle-faced Terry Fox lost his life to a battle with cancer. Some of his Canadian brethren died with him.
On April 12, 1980, twenty-one year old Terry Fox began what has come to be known as his “Marathon of Hope.” Succumbing to cancer in the prime of his life, Fox decided he would bring attention to the awful disease with a marathon. He began a marathon across Canada with reporters and cameramen on his heels as he sought to cross his native land on foot.
Terry Fox lost his leg to cancer when he was a teenager. While in the hospital going through chemo, he was affected by the amount of suffering in the cancer ward and decided that, in his words, “Somewhere the hurting must stop.” He decided to run across Canada to raise funds for cancer research, running 28- 30 miles per day on one real leg and one artificial leg.
Three thousand three hundred thirty nine miles later, a choked up nation looked on as a young Terry Fox collapsed short of his goal. The unprecedented challenge to a nation brought an estimated $35 million in for cancer research as Fox’s dramatic run across Canada fell short as his health finally failed him.
In an earlier attempt to stop the cancer from spreading across his body, Fox underwent the amputation of his right knee. Now with the support of an artificial leg, he began the dramatic race to Canada’s west coast with his right leg amputated just above the knee. A tearful world looked on when he started in St. John’s Newfoundland, the point where North America reaches the farthest into the Atlantic Ocean.
With one artificial leg, Fox set out on his journey completing 28-30 miles per day along the Trans-Canada Highway, the narrow concrete and asphalt ribbon that spans the second largest nation on earth. With the world cheering him on through the eyes of the press, Terry Fox fought his biggest battle ever, and lost. His dramatic termination run in Thunder Bay brought an outpouring of emotion, the likes of which Canada has never seen before.
On September 1, 1980, 143 days and 3,339 miles into his “Marathon of Hope” across Canada, Terry was forced to stop running outside Thunder Bay, Ontario because the cancer had spread to his lungs. On June 28, 1981, he died at the age of 22. Nearly 6,000 Torontonians signed a petition urging creation of a commemorative stamp in Terry’s honor. A monument was erected at the Thunder Bay site where Terry’s courageous marathon ended. After months of resisting, Canada agreed to honor Terry’s Marathon of Hope on a stamp.
Terry Fox was awarded the Order of Canada, the country’s highest civilian recognition. A ballad was written about his cross-country endeavor, and campaigns for official government recognition of Terry’s Marathon of Hope sprang up all over Canada.
As he lay on his deathbed, Terry Fox said goodbye to a gracious nation and an emotional world that many felt were unable to believe in heroes anymore. Thin and pale, Terry developed a bronchitis-like infection and was spitting blood. A tearful nation looked on in prayer as young Terry Fox began the final 385 yards of his personal “Marathon for Life.”
Terry Fox’s life was not given in vain. There are hundreds of trivial sayings one could apply to the situation: “A winner never quits; a quitter never wins…” or “Winning isn’t everything; it’s the only thing.” Winning for Terry Fox was the breath of life. Perhaps the greatest tribute to Terry Fox is the fact that the foundation that he helped start has now raised $360 million for cancer research, about $10 for every Canadian citizen.
Here's another tribute to you Terry, may you be an inspiration to us all and a reminder that what we do here..... does count.
by Michael A. Aun, FIC, LUTCF, CSP, CPAE Speaker Hall of Fame
When I first met Terry Fox, we were joined together on a program in Toronto, Ontario, Canada before 4,000 Toastmasters at an international convention in 1978. We were both scheduled to speak to the group. I was competing for the World Championship of Public Speaking. Terry was competing for something far more important than trophies and awards. Terry Fox was competing for his life.
At the young age of 22, freckle-faced Terry Fox lost his life to a battle with cancer. Some of his Canadian brethren died with him.
On April 12, 1980, twenty-one year old Terry Fox began what has come to be known as his “Marathon of Hope.” Succumbing to cancer in the prime of his life, Fox decided he would bring attention to the awful disease with a marathon. He began a marathon across Canada with reporters and cameramen on his heels as he sought to cross his native land on foot.
Terry Fox lost his leg to cancer when he was a teenager. While in the hospital going through chemo, he was affected by the amount of suffering in the cancer ward and decided that, in his words, “Somewhere the hurting must stop.” He decided to run across Canada to raise funds for cancer research, running 28- 30 miles per day on one real leg and one artificial leg.
Three thousand three hundred thirty nine miles later, a choked up nation looked on as a young Terry Fox collapsed short of his goal. The unprecedented challenge to a nation brought an estimated $35 million in for cancer research as Fox’s dramatic run across Canada fell short as his health finally failed him.
In an earlier attempt to stop the cancer from spreading across his body, Fox underwent the amputation of his right knee. Now with the support of an artificial leg, he began the dramatic race to Canada’s west coast with his right leg amputated just above the knee. A tearful world looked on when he started in St. John’s Newfoundland, the point where North America reaches the farthest into the Atlantic Ocean.
With one artificial leg, Fox set out on his journey completing 28-30 miles per day along the Trans-Canada Highway, the narrow concrete and asphalt ribbon that spans the second largest nation on earth. With the world cheering him on through the eyes of the press, Terry Fox fought his biggest battle ever, and lost. His dramatic termination run in Thunder Bay brought an outpouring of emotion, the likes of which Canada has never seen before.
On September 1, 1980, 143 days and 3,339 miles into his “Marathon of Hope” across Canada, Terry was forced to stop running outside Thunder Bay, Ontario because the cancer had spread to his lungs. On June 28, 1981, he died at the age of 22. Nearly 6,000 Torontonians signed a petition urging creation of a commemorative stamp in Terry’s honor. A monument was erected at the Thunder Bay site where Terry’s courageous marathon ended. After months of resisting, Canada agreed to honor Terry’s Marathon of Hope on a stamp.
Terry Fox was awarded the Order of Canada, the country’s highest civilian recognition. A ballad was written about his cross-country endeavor, and campaigns for official government recognition of Terry’s Marathon of Hope sprang up all over Canada.
As he lay on his deathbed, Terry Fox said goodbye to a gracious nation and an emotional world that many felt were unable to believe in heroes anymore. Thin and pale, Terry developed a bronchitis-like infection and was spitting blood. A tearful nation looked on in prayer as young Terry Fox began the final 385 yards of his personal “Marathon for Life.”
Terry Fox’s life was not given in vain. There are hundreds of trivial sayings one could apply to the situation: “A winner never quits; a quitter never wins…” or “Winning isn’t everything; it’s the only thing.” Winning for Terry Fox was the breath of life. Perhaps the greatest tribute to Terry Fox is the fact that the foundation that he helped start has now raised $360 million for cancer research, about $10 for every Canadian citizen.
Here's another tribute to you Terry, may you be an inspiration to us all and a reminder that what we do here..... does count.Sunday, August 16, 2009
King's Scout Award, finally.
The King's Scout Award is the highest award in the Malaysian scout movement. The King's Scout Certificate is signed by the DYMM Yang Di-Pertuan Agong of Malaysia as well as the 8 State Sultans of Malaysia. The certificate is supposed to be given to the King's Scout Candidate by the DYMM Yang Di-Pertuan Agong or a State Sultan.
After a significant amount of work throughout the years, I finally received my King's Scout Badge today. Two years after I passed the whole process. I must say that I am supremely disappointed that they did not present our certificates to us today. Today was a simple ceremony at the Perangsang Golf Resort in Templer's Park.
Before the ceremony.
My ever supportive family.
Vineeta and I.
My family and I after I received my badge.
King's Scout Badge.
My peers from DU. Yes, I am the only DU guy from my year unfortunately.
Vineeta, Emily, Melody and I.
King's Scouts from 147 Petaling.
Seng Keat, Kentrick, Fook Hoy, Wei Liam and Benjamin.
My juniors.
The older batch.
Although there was nothing majestic about the ceremony and many shortcomings about it (such as us not getting our certificates even after 2 years and no royalty attending), I am very happy that I achieved this Award. "Why ?", you ask. Because the journey undertaken to achieve this Award has been nothing but rewarding. Countless camping nights, countless miles hiked, new friends made, new skills fostered, new experiences explored, new places seen and the list is too long to name. This journey has made me who I am and taught me invaluable lessons. I strongly encourage those young scouts who aspire to achieve their King's Scout Award. My only regret is that I will not be in Malaysia to guide those after me to walk down this road.
After a significant amount of work throughout the years, I finally received my King's Scout Badge today. Two years after I passed the whole process. I must say that I am supremely disappointed that they did not present our certificates to us today. Today was a simple ceremony at the Perangsang Golf Resort in Templer's Park.
Before the ceremony.
My ever supportive family.
Vineeta and I.
My family and I after I received my badge.
King's Scout Badge.
My peers from DU. Yes, I am the only DU guy from my year unfortunately.
Vineeta, Emily, Melody and I.
King's Scouts from 147 Petaling.Seng Keat, Kentrick, Fook Hoy, Wei Liam and Benjamin.
My juniors.
The older batch.Although there was nothing majestic about the ceremony and many shortcomings about it (such as us not getting our certificates even after 2 years and no royalty attending), I am very happy that I achieved this Award. "Why ?", you ask. Because the journey undertaken to achieve this Award has been nothing but rewarding. Countless camping nights, countless miles hiked, new friends made, new skills fostered, new experiences explored, new places seen and the list is too long to name. This journey has made me who I am and taught me invaluable lessons. I strongly encourage those young scouts who aspire to achieve their King's Scout Award. My only regret is that I will not be in Malaysia to guide those after me to walk down this road.
Friday, August 14, 2009
Things I Want To Do With You
1. Hold your hand until we both grow old..jpg)
2. Travel around the world with you and have many wonderful adventures.
3. Rob a bank together.You know it will be fun. Plus we get to look awesome.
Friday, August 7, 2009
Kuala Lumpur, Hello.
Home seemed so far away a few months ago. But now I am home just for a week to see family, friends, eat good food and get some important business done.
This will be the only time I am home for some time to come. Those who are close to me know the main reason why I am back all of a sudden.
P.S.
What the heck is wrong with Malaysian weather ?
This will be the only time I am home for some time to come. Those who are close to me know the main reason why I am back all of a sudden.
P.S.
What the heck is wrong with Malaysian weather ?
Sunday, August 2, 2009
Random Picture of The Day - #8
"Some make you ponder, others take your breath away and the rest just for laughs."
Credits to National Geographic and Flip Nicklin.
Credits to National Geographic and Flip Nicklin.
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