ஜ ReLaX peKeNa PaSemBoQ 78 ஜ

calMing · Post time 8-4-2011 09:54 AM

waalaikumusalam TB

calMing · Post time 8-4-2011 09:54 AM

lama kannn ... klu dah lama malas nk tukar keje lg

tudung_bawal · Post time 8-4-2011 09:57 AM

mesti best company tu sampai kak kip setia sampai skang

kipas_akustik · Post time 8-4-2011 10:08 AM

caL....memangggg...rasanya tak cari keje lain dah heheh

kipas_akustik · Post time 8-4-2011 10:08 AM

TB...a'ah...best keje sini...tak stress langsung ekekeke

tudung_bawal · Post time 8-4-2011 10:14 AM

dah lupa camne nak interview...

tudung_bawal · Post time 8-4-2011 10:15 AM

ofis tb pon sama, x stress..cuma benefits jer kureng sket

kipas_akustik · Post time 8-4-2011 10:24 AM

kat sini banyak hidden benefits TB
terpulang pada MD...tak semua dapat

kalau staff tu dapat A...staff tu mungkin dapat B...camtulahhhh
kalau atas kertas..masa interbiu orang tak nampak
so kalau nok tau apa benefit kena tanya orang yang dah keje lama

calMing · Post time 8-4-2011 10:45 AM

kat sini pun mendung

tudung_bawal · Post time 8-4-2011 10:57 AM

mungkin jugak kak kip..

tb kat branch opis jer..org lama kt hq..

mesti x sama benefits

calMing · Post time 8-4-2011 10:58 AM

This story needs to be read : Japanese boy teaches lesson in sacrifice

THIS letter, written by Vietnamese immigrant Ha Minh Thanh working in
Fukushima as a policeman to a friend in Vietnam, was
posted on New America Media on March 19. It is a testimonial to the
strength of the Japanese spirit, and an interesting slice of
life near the epicenter of Japan 's crisis at the Fukushima nuclear
power plant. It was translated by NAM editor Andrew Lam,
author of "East Eats West: Writing in Two Hemispheres." Shanghai
Daily condensed it.

calMing · Post time 8-4-2011 10:59 AM

Brother,                                           & nbsp ;

How are you and your family? These last few days, everything was in
chaos. When I close my eyes, I see dead bodies. When I open my  eyes, I
also see dead bodies.

Each one of us must work 20 hours a day, yet I wish there were 48
hours in the day, so that we could continue helping and rescuing
folks.

We are without water and electricity, and food rations are near zero.
We barely manage to move refugees before there are new
orders to move them elsewhere.

I am currently in Fukushima , about 25 kilometers away from the nuclear
power plant. I have so much to tell you that if I could
write it all down, it would surely turn into a novel about human
relationships and behaviors during times of crisis.

People here remain calm - their sense of dignity and proper behavior
are very good - so things aren't as bad as they could
be. But given another week, I can't guarantee that things won't get
to a point where we can no longer provide proper protection
and order.

calMing · Post time 8-4-2011 10:59 AM

They are humans after all, and when hunger and thirst override
dignity, well, they will do whatever they have to do. The
government is trying to provide supplies by air, bringing in food  and
medicine, but it's like dropping a little salt into the
ocean.

Brother, there was a really moving incident. It involves a little
Japanese boy who taught an adult like me a lesson on how to
behave like a human being.

Last night, I was sent to a little grammar school to help a charity
organization distribute food to the refugees. It was a  long line that
snaked this way and that and I saw a little boy  around 9 years old. He
was wearing a T-shirt and a pair of shorts.


It was getting very cold and the boy was at the very end of the line.
I was worried that by the time his turn came there wouldn't
be any food left. So I spoke to him. He said he was at school when the
earthquake happened. His father worked nearby and was
driving to the school. The boy was on the third floor balcony when he
saw the tsunami sweep his father's car away.

calMing · Post time 8-4-2011 11:00 AM

I asked him about his mother. He said his house is right by the  beach
and that his mother and little sister probably didn't make
it. He turned his head and wiped his tears when I asked about his
relatives.

The boy was shivering so I took off my police jacket and put it on him.
That's when my bag of food ration fell out. I picked it
up and gave it to him. "When it comes to your turn, they might run
out of food. So here's my portion. I already ate. Why don't
you eat it?"

The boy took my food and bowed. I thought he would eat it right away,
but he didn't. He took the bag of food, went up to where
the line ended and put it where all the food was waiting to be
distributed.

I was shocked. I asked him why he didn't eat it and instead added it to
the food pile. He answered: "Because I see a lot more
people hungrier than I am. If I put it there, then they will
distribute the food equally."

When I heard that I turned away so that people wouldn't see me cry.


A society that can produce a 9-year-old who understands the concept of
sacrifice for the greater good must be a great
society, a great people.

Well, a few lines to send you and your family my warm wishes. The hours
of my shift have begun again.

Ha Minh Thanh