An Analysis of the story of Cinderella

I just finished watching a Korean drama: Full House. It has been quite some time since I watch such drama. This lovey-dovey drama just don't fit into life and watching them made me devastated on how cruel life could be!

Ha! Anyway, I like the actor, Rain so much after watching the drama. And I soon realised that the story of Cinderella could only work for people who are willing to spend.

1) Opportunity - if there is no such party, Cinderella would not be able to show up to the prince.
2) Spend - if Cinderella did not spend time and effort to dress up, the prince would not have noticed her.

Life is mean. Usually, the rich will get the rich and the poor will get the poor. It's all in the Chinese proverb: A bamboo door should be paired with another bamboo door while a wooden door to be paired with another wooden door.

Just like in the story Full House, if the main character did not get a first class flight, she would not have bumped into the actor and got to know him and further the relationship. It all has to start somewhere...somewhere where the rich go, spend their time...One will not be able to get to know the rich unless he/she lives like one.

Cruel reality!

8 & 9th week treasure

I cried when the food just don't digest.
I cried when I feel lonely.
I cried so often I don't know why I cried.

A church member called and told me that my emotion affects the baby deeply. So, to have a happy child, the mother should be laughing all the time rather than crying.

Hmm...the moment I've been waiting for...to see the doctor!

When I see my baby through the ultrasound, I felt comforted. My baby's head, tummy and legs. And the heart beats like a star, twinkling away.

How happy it is to be able to be a mother!

7th Week Treasure

My morning sickness did not get any better. I could not eat well and it's either I vomit after I eat or I feel dizzy. I can't go to work nor stand up straight. I felt a huge discomfort in my tummy.

My worry is with me each time I go to toilet. When I see the sign of blood, my heart would go worry, worry, worry...

I talked to my baby. I want her/him to be strong. We're going for a battle...and I know it's not only me and my baby. But God will be with me.

God always has the best plan.

6th Week Treasure

I did not know what was wrong with me because my gastric just would not heal. My mom suspected that I might be pregnant. I brushed it off the very first time she told me. But when I kept vomiting and I don't seem to get any better, I seek the doctor for vaccination.

The doctor also suspected that I was pregnant. I said it's quite impossible as I took Provera medication which was going to make me bleed. How could I be pregnant then? But the truth proved I was wrong.

I AM PREGNANT!

It was an utmost joy though I was too weak to receive the trophy. Nevertheless, the fear from my first miscarriage haunt me for days to come...

I prayed and I knew this pregnancy was gifted by God. I suddenly remembered that last year while I was fasting and praying, I came across a verse in the Bible which says, "Ask and you'll be given." So, I asked boldly for Jesus to give me a child. And there was a *TINK* feeling in me. I had the instinct that God will eventually give me a child by the coming year. And BINGO, I'm pregnant.

I went for ultrasound check and...my heart leaped with joy. I saw the embryo, small as it was, and enlarged in the screen, I saw it twinkle like a star. The doctor said that's the heartbeats.

How miraculous and beautiful...the work of life! Only God knows how to implant such technical and systematic little thing into the tummy of a mom-to-be.

Food Poisoning

For the last one week, I was extremely sick.

Just after my presentation, my husband brought me to visit his sister and nephew. We went for movie and a great Japanese dinner.

A day after the food, I fell ill. My stomach was bloated and I vomited. Lying on the bed most of the time, I cried tears of silent. My husband tried rubbing my tummy with oil. But nothing helps. I visited Chinese sinseh but the medicine just wouldn't work!

The feeling of horror struck me. I thought of how dad suffered alone. Yes. No one would understand the pain of the sick unless we experience it ourselves. My tears flowed freely whenever I thought of how painful my tummy was.

My family blamed it on the raw salmon I ate in the Japanese restaurant.

"How many times must I tell you not to eat raw food?" Mom grumbled and walked away angrily.

My husband looked on.

I just had to endure...