Just before arriving at Nuernberg, was listening to CW's iPod, Mr Brown's show, apparently, done up by this group of Singaporeans. With all the 'lahs' and 'lors', yet the English was good as well. So 'rojak', so mixed of the good and bad, so funny, so versatile, so familiar, so authentically Singapore.
Reminds me of home.
After the Nuernberg trip now, after the Nazi exhibition, makes me feel blessed that certain things happened before our times. Now we struggle to survive in this fast-paced society, trying to get a grasp of our humanity in a world that expects us to run at a superhuman speed. You walk through that time portal of a museum and you realise people then were LIVING humanity right in the face - naked bodies: men, women, elderly and children, regardless, all strewn, all shot, all dead. They struggled literally to survive.
Live and let live, people, and treasure what we have without taking them for granted. You never know when they will be taken away.
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