Sunday, February 24, 2013

Taking a break for now from activegoldengirls

My new blog

My dear family, extended family, relatives, friends as well as readers from all parts of the world,

Today's entry will be my 574th entry in since I started in 2008. I do not have that many readers like other popular blogs.  I included a CQ Counter in my blog several months back and according to the statistics the visitors who had come to this blog are as shown in the graph below.

When I started this blog 5 years ago I had wanted to focus on issues affecting the elderly as I belong to that age group.  Somehow the theme expanded and changed.  Lately my postings had focused a lot on the family, especially on my dear Father. 

As you can see from a few posts before this, my Father went back to his Maker on 25 January 2013, at the ripe old age of 101, 6 months short of his 102 birthday.   Since then, somehow, I had felt like taking a break from this blog. 

So with this entry I thank all of you who had visited activegoldengirls.  I am humbled by your interest.  I would also like to apologize to all my family members, extended family members and relatives for having published your pictures or made entries in this blog about you without your permission.  I may have taken you for granted.  If you wish to have your pictures removed, please let me know.  This blog would still be available, but I would not be making any new entry for the time being.  Maybe sometime in the future I would come back here. 

For those of you who would like to follow my new babbles, please visit which currently has only one entry. 

Thank you very much again.

Asia 300 111 411 48.15%
North America 224 373 597 35.96%
Europe 54 17 71 8.67%
Oceania & Australia 20 21 41 3.21%
South America 15 1 16 2.41%
Africa 10 6 16 1.61%

Sunday, February 17, 2013

Making a facebook change

I just sent out this notice a few moments ago on facebook. 

"Dear friends on facebook....I will be deactivating this facebook account in a few days time.  Reason being there is apparently another "suwoon" in Malaysia and that is causing some inconvenience to me.  For those of you who want to remain my friend on facebook, please search for suraya woon or  This is also an opportunity for me to give a chance to those who do not wish to continue appearing on my facebook not to do so.   Hope i will get many invitations.  He...he..."

My new facebook account picture

Friday, February 15, 2013

I realize there was so much love

When my mother passed away 15 years ago, we didn't think father would survive one year without her, for although they used to bicker a lot, he was very dependent on her. Surprisingly, he outlived her by 15 years and lived to 101.

I know that getting old is such a big and normal part of life and yet it was so hard watching father getting old, particularly in the last 2 years of his life.  I sometimes silently questioned myself, how could this happen? How could a once strong, independent, sporty and intelligent man become weak and frail?  Where is the man who used to play badminton, play tennis and walk to the lake every morning to fish?

When he stayed with me for 5 weeks last year while his caretaker was on home leave I tried my best to improve his health but I think I did nothing  for him. He was making the motions, but his life was over. I realize then that caring for an aging parent is the most difficult thing one could ever endure. I felt helpless,  frustrated, angry and sometimes even overcome with a lot of guilt that  he was getting so weak. 

 When I came across my father's 1992 diary while clearing up his belongings recently I realized how much I did not remember about my father when he was younger. It’s also pathetic how random are the things that I do remember about my father. When I read some pages of the diary I swallowed back my tears and longed for my old home when both father and mother were healthy. I realize there was so much love and there is so much I am grateful for. 
Looking so happy with his grandchildren at his 100 bd do. 

Thursday, February 7, 2013

Shared Memories

This post has been specially composed to share with my Sister and 3 Brothers, my Children, my Nephews and Nieces in Malaysia, Australia, the  Netherlands, USA and the UK. I do not know how many of them read my blog but I hope some of them would.
Our Father Woon Sang Chew (departed 25 Jan 2013 and
our Mother Lim Swee Heng (departed 9 August 1998),
through the years

The 5 of us THEN, taken in Parit Buntar

and NOW, taken on 26 January 2013 in Petaling Jaya

Images of our house where we spent our childhood and young adult years with Father and Mother

1989, probably during CNY
2011 at Father's 100 birthday celebration
A French author said “We cannot destroy kindred: our chains stretch a little sometimes, but they never break.” Marquise de Sévigné (1626-1696).

And thank you for a house full of people I love. Amen. ~Terri Guillemets

Monday, January 28, 2013

In the far haven of eternity

As o'er the stormy sea of human Life
We sail, until our anchor'd spirits rest
In the far haven of Eternity,...

~Robert Montgomery

Father passed away very peacefully on 25 Jan 2013 at the ripe old age of 102.  When I lost Mother 15 years ago, I was overcome with grief for losing a person who had loved me so unconditionally for as long as I know.  Now when I lost Father I feel I had also lost a large part of my life. Memories of my childhood and young adulthood with my parents came flooding back, both the tribulations and the happy times that we went through as a family.  But as I looked at him lying so peacefully, I try to convince myself that he is now in a better place where he is no longer weak and frail. 

Wednesday, January 16, 2013

We cannot destroy kindred

We cannot destroy kindred: our chains stretch a little sometimes, but they never break. ~Marquise de Sévigné

Tour of the Thean Hou Temple in Kuala Lumpur with Father and Sis on 15 January 2013.  Thean Hou Temple, built by the Selangor and Federal Territory Hainan Association (clan association), 雪隆海南会馆 is 6-tier and is one of the biggest temples in Southeast Asia.   The temple is dedicated to Mazu, 妈祖, the Sea Goddess. The Mazu sculpture occupies the main shrine on the third floor of the temple. Next to Mazu are the Goddess of the Waterfront, 水尾圣娘, a Hanianese deity and Guan Yin, Goddess of Mercy, 观世音菩萨.  The Mazu birthday celebration in the Thean Hou Temple is supposed to be one of the largest held outside of China. The Mazu belief and custom has been designated as "Intangible Cultural Heritage of Humanity" by the United Nations Educational, Scientific and Cultural Organisation (UNESCO) in 2009.
Korean barbecue with Sis on her birthday 14 January 2013

Sunday, January 13, 2013


Translation: An inch of time is an inch of gold, but an inch of time cannot be bought with an inch of gold. 

This proverb tells that time is more valuable than money. Money spent or lost can be earned; time lost is lost for good. No money can buy it back. 

My re-furbished front yard

Thursday, January 10, 2013

Mother's "must have" kumquat

Nurseries are enjoying brisk business in recent weeks due to the approaching Lunar New Year.  Flowers and and plants that have certain symbolic meaning are now in great demand.

One of these is the Mandarin orange kumquat plant.  Mandarin oranges are called ‘kum’ in Cantonese, the pronunciation similar to that for the word ‘gold’. Kumquat, therefore, is symbolic of wealth, good fortune, and prosperity.
Sister and I visited the nurseries nearby today. We were both reminded of how our late Mother used to ensure that a pair of kumquat plants were bought and placed at the entrance door every Lunar new year. CNY had not been the same anymore without Mother.  

Thursday, December 27, 2012

Hard hitting facts!

  • The GDP (Gross Domestic Product) of the poorest 48 nations (of the world's countries) is less than the combined wealth of the world's 3 richest people!
  • 20% of the population in developed nations consume 86% of the world's goods!
  • Approximately 790,000,000 people in the developing world are still chronically undernourished, almost 66% of whom reside in Asia and the Pacific!
  • 30,000 children die each day due to poverty. And they die quietly in some of the poorest villages on earth, far removed from the scrutiny and the conscience of the world. Being meek and weak in life makes these dying multitudes even more invisible in death. That is about 210,000 children each week, or almost 11,000,000 children under age 5, each year!
  • Across the world, 130,000,000,000 people live on less than $1.00 a day; 3,000,000,000 live on under $2.00 a day; 1,300,000,000 have no access to clean water; 3,000,000,000 have no access to sanitation; 2,000,000,000 have no access to electricity!
Adapted from

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Percentage of population living below the international poverty line in Asia

% population living under US$1.25
(PPP) a day
% population living under  US$2 (PPP) a day    
East Timor
Sri Lanka

Monday, December 24, 2012

Body of one-year-old girl found burnt in a dead-end street

A post-mortem report showed that the child found in a dead end street in Johor_Bahru could have been brutally abused before her death, with injuries showing that she had died from a broken spine.  Her death was due to severe spinal damage due to an impact on the chest! 

There is a possibility that someone has stomped on the child's chest! The post mortem report also revealed that the child had bruises all over her body before being burnt!

Reference: Burnt girl was abused

How could any human being to this to a 1 year old? May the little girl be safe in heavenly care!

 According to the World Health Organisation, up to 53,000 children are murdered worldwide each year!

Thursday, December 20, 2012

Anyone can spread the spirit of Christmas and volunteerism, no matter the age

Elderly residents of a Utah health care facility are proving that anyone can spread the spirit of Christmas and volunteerism, no matter the age. Copper Ridge Health Care in West Jordan has transformed into a doll hospital over the last few months, giving new life to old dolls that will go to needy children.

Residents at Copper Ridge have spent the past few months preparing the dolls to go to new owners this Christmas. But not just any owners, young children with mental health disorders whose parents can't afford presents this year because of medical bills.

The doll project started out as a way to get residents interested in activities they enjoy, like sewing. But the facility quickly turned into a full blown-doll hospital when community members donated dozens of raggedy old dolls.

Please read full story Elderly elves turn West Jordan health care facility into Santa's workshop by Shara Park

要 開 開 心 心 過 每 一 天!

Our Father's 100th Birthday celebration on 24 July 2011

Our Father's 100th Birthday celebration on 24 July 2011

I am 100 today!

Wedding photos of Farouk and Azni on 15.7.2007

Wedding photos of Farouk and Azni on 15.7.2007
The bride and her mother

Sister Wan Lan in her splendorous Kebaya nyonya

The happy bride and groom

Sister Wan Lan greeting the bride's Mother

Zuraida, my Secretary who was with me for 6 years when I was still working in the Government, accompanied by her son

The Bride Azni with her best friend and bridesmaid Farah Fauzana

My sister Wan Lan on the extreme left standing with me and my closest friends of several decades (Meilina to my left, Esah sitting left and Norhayati sitting right)

Tan Sri Arshad and Tan Sri Shahrizaila arriving for the reception

Farah Fauzana (in the centre) with the bride's uncle and aunt

The bride's father and his grandson

Brother-inlaw Ching

Nephew Meng, his girlfriend Jane, Sister Wan Lan and good friend Ivy helping out with guest registration

Offering tea to grandfather Woon Sang Chew, as a mark of love and respect

My good friends Prof Noor Hadjar from UiTM and Hearry from MAS

The entrance to the hall

me in the middle and cousin in law Anita Woon

Fedelia and her best friends, Yin Lee and Amalia, the three pretty flower girls

Daughter Fedelia in a pensive mood

The main Table

The pelamin

Cutting the wedding cake

The Bridal procession party. From left: flower girls YinLee, Amalia, Deedee, little Sara, groom, bride, bridesmaid Fara Fauzana and best man Zul.

Whimsical flower girl niece Sara

Nephew Meng and girlfriend Jane

The happy couple and their young friends

Good friend Wan Zawiah's daughter Nadia contributing a song

Bride and Groom after the dinner

My three children L-R: Second son Farouk, only daughter and youngest Fedelia and elder son Feris