closertohomethanwethought

Teachers and those who are in relationship of trust who sexually abuse deserve to lose everything, job, freedom, future and everything in between.  No mercy for them. They must pay for their crime against innocent children. For the bleak future they have forced upon their victims.

They never showed any mercy on their victims did they? The children who are their students, the one that they are supposed to teach and protect, the one that they are supposed to guide spiritually. The one too scared to say no, the one made to think that what being done to them is natural and not wrong. The one made to believe that if they were to speak out no one will believe and will be accused of lying instead.

Imagine the emotional and physical damage they've inflicted. The trauma may lead the victim to mete out the same abuse on others, and this vicious cycle will continue, sadly some may even succumb to taking their life.

Of late, more of these abuses coming to light are by those in religious profession. These bastards use their 'religious position' to convince their young and innocent victims that what they are doing is not wrong. And this is just as bad as those who use mental and physical threat and abuse, if not worse.

And damn the schools and the authorities at Education Department that try to cover these sexual abuses just so they can keep on pretending that everything is fine and picture perfect, then merely transferring the perpetrators to a new playground, with fresh 'meats' to feast on.

We need new law for the highest punishment for these heinous offence, no more of the school and PPD protecting these criminals and putting them first instead of the innocent children. 

Now more than ever, sexual offender registry must be implemented, pedophiles must be kept away from children let alone be in a profession where they come into contact with children.

We must stop enabling these pedophiles. Yes, you and me, we are responsible too if we chose to keep quite.

#sexualpredatorisamongus #pedophile #closertohomethanwethought

#sexualpredatorisamongus

Sexual predators who prey on children belongs in the deepest hell for eternity.

Along with people who enables them, especially people who try to cover up the truth for whatever sick reason, people who let these monsters get away with merely a smack on their hand and families of victims who refuses to take action.

But there's another type that deserves far worse, those who are in relationship of trust with the victim (ie. family members or people of authority like teachers and community leaders) and those who uses religious persona to mask their repulsive and deviant addiction. 

#sexualpredatorisamongus

Princess Socks in pissed! As well as Abang Q...

"You wanna explain why you let me sneak into the room and hide under the bed so you can't see me when you leave the room?"

*backstory, read Q's first ever WhatsApp message to me.

Goodbye is never easy

I was the little girl that you spoiled to bits, and you are the first man I had wrapped around my little fingers.

My first scrambler bike ride.

My first banana split, at the best ice-cream joint in town, which happened to be a pub off Beach Street.

My first kebab burger from that place on Esplanade.

They were all with you.

And you bought me my first 36 colors Colleen color pencil in the prettiest tin with Takahashi Makoto's shoujo girl on it, that was the envy of all my classmates.

All that before I turned seven.

Then you moved on with your life, getting married and having a family of your own. And I grew up.

Once in a while we'll bump into each other, but we never got close again, until a couple of years back when we started going to your printing press again. Learning much about you and the life you led, bantering and arguing, and at times switching roles of being the adult while we chat.

Today, I went to your bedside in the ICU to bid my final goodbye. And I stayed to watch over you as your breath gets shallower, as the number for your pulse on the monitor gets smaller and smaller, and finally watching life leaving your body as the sun begins slip into twilight on this Friday evening.

Good bye Abang Taufik, thanks for the memories, and thank you for teaching me a few things about life.

Innalillahiwainnalillahirajioun.

~Taufik Sheikh Sulaiman Rafie~

1958-2018

Strawberry Preserve

I love strawberry preserve, especially those made with whole strawberries. I like it slightly runny, I've always wanted to make strawberry preserve with fresh strawberry in Cameron Highlands as strawberries that have been brought down to lowland tends to go off too quickly, and you end up throwing away most of them. 

So when we were in Cameron Highlands last weekend, With freshly plucked strawberries from the night market that's meters away from our place, and some sugar plus lemon juice, we immediately made this scrumptious strawberry preserves with loads of whole strawberries.

Strawberry Preserve

1kg strawberries, hulled 
3 cups of sugar
juice of 1 lemon

Directions :

Place two saucers in the freezer.

In a wide bowl, crush half of the strawberries. In a heavy bottomed pan, mix together the crushed and whole strawberries, sugar, and lemon juice.

Stir over low heat until the sugar is dissolved. Increase heat to high, and bring the mixture to a full rolling boil.

Boil, stirring often, for about 15 minutes, until the mixture looks thick, shiny and darker.

To test if the preserve is ready, put a teaspoonful of the preserve liquid on one of the chilled plates, allow it to cool in the freezer for 3 minutes, then push the mixture with your little finger. If a crinkly skin has formed on the jam and there is no liquid left, then the preserve is set. Otherwise continue to cook for another 5 minutes and repeat the set test until it's ready.

When the preserves is done, skim excess foam from the surface,

If the jam is going to be eaten right away, just place in a dry, clean, oil-free container and refrigerate, otherwise process using your usual canning method.

p/s: Yup, I lugged my cast irons up to Cameron Highlands!