Launch of my book COLORS OF MY SOUL

Today, the 24 November (in the USA) is the launch of my latest book COLORS OF MY SOUL.
Today is also the day that you can get it for FREE in amazon.com
It will also be free tomorrow. Here is the link: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01N03JFAO

This is what it is all about.

Colors of My Soul is a collection of poems that captures poignant moments in life and paints the colors of emotions: the colors of happiness, conflict, despair, loss, sorrow and solitude. The human psyche that soars in the joy of rekindled love and plummets in the agony of betrayal, that trembles in grief and despair and ponders in hope for the future, is no stranger to people who live, love and hope.

Peggy’s poetry also shares general observations of life and death as perceived by the poetic consciousness.

Come and be enchanted by Peggy as she takes you down her poetry garden, a place that entertains and challenges you.

If you liked reading it can I request that you leave a review on amazon.com please?  Thank you very much.

For those who are willing to go one step further, could you please copy your amazon review and paste it into GoodReads.com?  Here is the link. You just need to go to Friends Review or Community Review and paste it.

 https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/33006493-colors-of-my-soul

I hope you enjoy reading the poems as much as  I enjoyed crafting them.

Author Interview with Ndeye Labadens

Nothing makes me happier than when a friend, befriended in a FB community, did an author interview for me, featuring my previous book DIABETES.

She's so good with tech and other stuff!!  How I wish I were like her! Her generous, kind and helpful self offered to do this interview to help make my book reach out to more people and I'm very grateful to her. Thank you very very much Ndeye Labadens!

You can view the interview here. https://www.linkedin.com/pulse/live-healthy-life-without-diabetes-ndeye-labadens-dba-candidate?published=t

Thank you for taking the time to view the interview.

Cheers!

Deepavali

Tomorrow Indians all over the world will be celebrating Deepavali or the festival of lights.
Behind this celebration is the myth of good triumphing over evil.

                                                        Clay Oil Lamp placed on Kolam
The oil lamps and kolams are synonymous with Deepavali.  Indian homes will have kolams
outside their main entrance to welcome the Goddess Lakshmi, Goddess of Wealth and Prosperity.
The kolams vary in size and are very colorful, drawn using rice flour and dyed rice. Some designs
can be very intricate. The shopping malls have large ones.

On the morning of Deepavali, the celebrants will have an oil bath which symbolises a cleansing.
Then they dress in new clothes.  Many will go to the temple to offer prayers and thanksgiving.
Guests who visit Indian homes will partake of the various snacks and food which have been prepared. The spread can be simple or lavish depending upon the households.

 A festive mood prevails and friends and neighbours take the opportunity to visit homes celebrating Deepavali.
Here's wishing all my Indian friends and relatives a very Happy Deepavali!

Oldl Gals Lunch

It was time to meet up again. Our class of 1959 made our way to the Royal Lake Club for lunch. Five of us went together in one car while the others made their own way there. This time only eight of us made it.  The others had prior engagements otherwise it would be a dozen of us.

We selected our ala carte lunch but spent most of the time chit chatting about old times and our escapades in school. 

Our group of grandmothers were jabbering like teenagers, nineteen to the dozen. Each time we meet and we have met three times this year, the years fall away and we’re young school girls again! We talked about our teachers, wondering if they were still around or passed on. It was more likely to be the latter as all of us are already in our seventies. Our geography teacher is still around but has Alzheimer. She’s well into her nineties. 

We all felt so good being together and before we left plans were already made for the next gathering.  Who knows if we will all be there the next time.

Mah-jehs, A Special Breed of Professional Maids

A recent news article in the local daily caught my attention and brought back nostalgic memories of the time when my children were very young.

This article talked about the maids who had come from Guangdong in China to work in Malayan households in the 1930s. These women were known as Mah-jehs because they had taken a vow to remain spinsters. They were distinguished by their long pigtail and they wore white tunics and black pants.

They were professional maids and had a very high standard of discipline.  Some of them would only work as nannies while others would do general housework including cooking. The latter would run the household very efficiently, from doing the grocery shopping to cooking and cleaning.

Their wages were higher than that paid to other maids because of their high standard of work. Many of them sent money back to their families or relatives in China. They were a close knit group and they usually rented the first floor of a shop house where they lived while in between jobs or went back to on their off days. According to the news article, many of these maids had saved up money and collectively purchased shop houses. As they had no children because of their vow of celibacy, these properties cannot be sold as they have passed on. This is the legal issue that has cropped up. 

I was very fortunate to have a mah-jeh to look after my eldest daughter when she was a year old. She was introduced to me by my friend who had two mah-jehs in her employ. I was working and she took care of my little girl as well as ran the household like clockwork.  She taught my child good manners. She was a real God send. Unfortunately, she did not stay long with us.

We moved across the South China Sea and there we were also fortunate to have the services of another mah-jeh to look after my second daughter when she was a few months old. However, this Mah-jeh whom we called Mui Jeh, was already in her late sixties. She taught me how to boil soup, what ingredients should be added to make it more tasty and nutritious.

She had adopted a daughter so she had a family with whom she lived when not working. After a year, she decided to call it a day and retired to live with her daughter and grandchildren. 

Those who did not adopt little girls and didn’t have any local family would return to their original homes in China when they felt it was time to retire. They were a special breed of maids who took pride in their work and those who had the good fortune to have one in their employ were often envied as mah-jehs were hard to come by.