Can you feel the breeze?

This is a hot summer day and I am on my way to the dance school. The air is hot and humid and I am running on the street. When I reached the bus stop, I have just missed the bus.

"What a bad luck!" I think. 

Sweat keeps running down from my forehead and the sun keeps on baking me, you can imagine how it feels like.  If I can only run faster and get on that bus, I should be now enjoying the air-con, pulling out my ipod and listen to the music. The only thing I can do now is waiting for another 20 minutes or so until the next bus come. I keep blaming my stupid self and the disturbing weather. 

I am waiting impatiently at the but stop and feel more and more uneasy. I wish that there is something which can cool me down. I sit down on the bench and noticed an old lady sitting next to me, smiling.

"You have just missed the bus, right?" she said. "Don't worry, the next one is coming. It won't be long."

"This hot weather is driving me crazy." I told her. "And I am going to be late for my dance class."

"I see," she nodded knowingly. "I have missed that bus too. I need to pick up my grandson from the kindergarten and I am pretty sure I will be late."

"There is nothing we can do but sitting here stupidly under this cursed weather to wait for the next bus." I can't help complaining.

"Of course not," her voice sound peaceful, doesn't seem to worry about anything. "We can enjoy the breeze."

What? Breeze? I can feel nothing but the heat only. I look at the old lady, puzzling.

"Now close you eyes," she said. "And try to feel it."

I close my eyes, my heart still wondering but it seems to calm down a little, not as agitated as before. I try to concentrate to feel something. After a while, I can really feel some tiny flow of air around me. It does comfort me and I can feel it more and more clearly. Now I have totally cooled down and my anxiety is gone. I eyes still keep closing, enjoying the light breeze softly caressing my body. I have never had this experience before, it is so wonderful.

I slowly opening my eyes. I body can still feel the breeze. The old lady is still sitting next to me, smiling.

"Feeling better now, isn't it?" she asked.

"Thanks." I nodded.

"It always work for me. Whenever I am getting mad on something I will use this method to calm down myself." she said. "The way you feel can actually control by your mind."

I thanks her again. And we start chatting happily. I tell her about my ballet practice and she tells me about her grandson. The heat doesn't bother me anymore.

And then the bus arrives.

~Ally

August, 2010

Dancing with the magical bubbles

I love blowing bubbles very much since I was small. 

I remembered Mom always get me a bottle of "Magic Water" whenever we went to park or beach or some countryside. By the time I really believe there was some "magic" added to the "water", before I actually find out the "formula" was no magic at all (water + washing powder + soda powder).

Well, maybe the "water" was not that magical, but the bubbles were, and they still are.
I enjoy the fun when blowing out the bubbles, watching them floating in the air up and down. I always try to chase them and catch them and then watching them vanish in the air. I can see the rainbow-like color of the bubbles, as the sun shining on them. That makes me happy.

Yes, there is so much fun watching the bubbles. And I will make wishes. I can imagine that every bubble carrying a tiny little wish of mine, floating high up in the sky. 

May all my little wishes come true, my little magical bubbles.

~Eve

Summer Serenity

On the little pond where water lilies grows,

the water and the sky are indistinguishable.

Lilies floating on water,

and ripples echoes together.

The sun is shining,

and the clouds show their linings.

The breeze gently caresses my body,

and I simply dancing quietly.

Silence is the greatest music to hear,

with this calm and peace my dear.

The mother nature is playing so sublimely,

this symphony of summer serenity.

My grandpa's croft is our camping site in summer. There is a pond of water lily blooming next to the house.  I dream I can dance on lotus leaves all the time with breeze swirling around. This is the peaceful leisure I desire and the little frog stands by me.

My friends, let's calm down and sense a moment of pure serenity in summer.

~ Kate

July 2010

I love you Daddy! Happy Father's Day!

Thank you Daddy.

Thanks for having an understanding heart,

Thanks for being my source of strength and of support

Thanks for your constant readiness to help and protect me.

Thanks for all your encouragement and forgiveness.

Thanks for always have time with me no matter how busy you are.

Dad, I am so proud to have a father like you.

~ Mia

Always remember to Smile!

Smile, is a powerful gift from god.


We smile, when we are happy.
We smile, when we show our love.
We smile, when we show our sympathy.
We smile, when we show confidence.
We smile, when we need the strength.


We smile, when we dance.


Always remember to smile. 
When you smile, it will empower you and everything will looks better.


- Kate


(We say goodbye to Charlie, and one day we will meet again.)

I showed Charlie my Arabesque!

This is me and Charlie this time!

I simply can't wait to show him the arabesque I have practiced for so many times.

I am so happy that he looks so amazed to my performance. It is really encouraging.

Yes, I will practice harder to become a true ballerina.

- Mia

P.S. I think it is quite hot there because Charlie is sweating. He uses his handkerchief to wipe his forehead many times.

Come on let's dance!

Dance, as if no one is watching.

Feeling so free, the mind and soul and body.

Join the rhythm and feel the freedom.

Everybody can dance.

Whether you dance good or not it doesn't matter, and why border.

Come on, come on. Let's dance together!

~ Ally

(I would like to dance with Charlie ... haha.)

Nice to meet you, Charlie!

The silver screen of black and white

You are the brightest star I like

In your films painted no color

but filled with endless sense of humor

No your voice cannot be hear

but you played so good my dear

Though it'd been almost a century

but you stay fresh in our memory

On the silver screen of black and white

You are the brightest star I like

~ Eve

May 2010

(Salute to Sir Charles Spencer Chaplin)

I love you Mom

Happy Mother's Day!

Happy Holiday!

I love holidays. Well, I guess everybody else does.

But what I like about holidays is that you can always plan on how to spend them.

A holiday without planning is simply a waste and a holiday with a plan is much more fun. Yes, it is totally up to you.

No matter what you want to do, even planning to sleep for the whole day is still a plan.

You may easily think of many things you want to do, things that you don't have the time to do it during weekdays' routine life.

But, if you don't plan for your holidays, don't be surprised that they slipped away so easily.

So, grab them in your hand. Give your holidays a purpose.

- Eve

April 2010.