EULOGY BY GRANDDAUGHTER OF FORMER PRESIDENT WEE KIM WEE - LIM HUI MIN
Weekend May 7, 2005
MY grandfather's achievements as an editor, a diplomat and a head ofstate are now the stuff of legend. You would have read all these thingsin the newspapers or watched them on television - he was a public man.
What I should talk about is my grandfather as a family man. I cannottalk about my grandfather without also talking about my grandmother. Shewas the rock of his life. His last thoughts were of her. They wereholding hands when he finally went to sleep on Monday morning.
Last year, we celebrated their 68th wedding anniversary. After dinner hepresented her with a red packet full of money, which he then followed upwith a jewellery box - because my grandmother loves wearing jewellery.There was a jade brooch inside the box. And, in return, in front ofeverybody, she kissed him three times.
They were 87 and 88 at that time.
Once, (when) I was learning the piano, I thought I would learn somesongs to play at my grandmother's birthday party. I asked my grandfatherwhat songs he thought she would like. To my surprise he gave me atype-written sheet (with songs listed)in order of preference. He wasalways a busy man - he used to tell me that he had two million things onhis mind. But at some point in his life, he had sat down and thoughthard about what music my grandmother would enjoy and typed it all outand kept it in special folder ready to be whipped out at anytime.
Husbands who are here today: Do you have a list of your wife's top 10favourite songs in a folder? That's a lesson you can take from mygrandfather.
They celebrated 69 years of marriage together in April this year. Ithank my grandfather from the bottom of my heart for showing us what itreally is like to love a person. I also thank my grandfather for showingus what it is to love life.
He was a man who enjoyed life. He collected snuff bottles, coins andstamps. He travelled the world; he played sports; he planted fruittrees; he loved the smell and taste of hazelnut coffee.
Whenever his grandchildren visited him in his office - whether at theMalaysian High Commission, the embassy in Tokyo, the Singapore BroadcastCorporation or the huge halls of the Istana - there would come momentswhen he would wink at us, open his desk drawer and say "have achocolate".
Unknown to my grandmother, who disapproved of his snacking in betweenmeals, he always kept a secret stash of Hawaiian hazelnut chocolates,which he ate out of her sight during office hours.
My grandfather loved animals as well. He liked to watch horses running.He liked dogs and cats and he liked fish. At the last count, his housecontained 11 chickens, eight terrapins, two goldfish and one dog.
Once, someone gave him six turkeys. I think the idea was for them to befattened up and eaten. My grandfather looked at them and spoke to them.He gave them names. I remember my mother saying to me, "Oh no, he hasgiven them names - we'll never get rid of them now". And so the turkeyswere with us for quite some time.
But one day, they started irritating the chickens so my grandfatherdecided to find them a new home. The Singapore Zoo was chosen. When thefamily heard about this, of course we all joked that the turkeys wouldbe fed to the crocodiles.
He was so alarmed by this that he made special arrangements with thezoo. They were to send him a written report every time a turkey died.The report had to state the cause of death and age of each turkey.
That was the kind of man my grandfather was. He revered and respectedlife - even the life of an animal.
The stories of his life are, to me, all stories of love. If you wish tohonour his memory in your life, then live your life to the full, standby your friends, cherish your family, listen to everyone with an openmind and welcome those who cross your path with an open heart.
He has gone on another journey now. We have spent the past five dayssaying goodbye to him and it is now the time to let him go.
>From all your grandchildren and great grandchildren: I know you love usall so very much.
Bai Peihe/Wendy/Wendi/Xiaobai
Loves to eat, loves to sleep, loves to nua, loves to play, loves to sing, loves shopping, loves ice cream, loves chocolate, loves horror movie, loves swimming and cycling
Loves to receive surprises and love to give pple surprises
Hates to hurt pple
Dun dare to take rides in funfair
A strong gal but very soft hearted
People say I am gentle but I am also quite rebellious
Sometimes i just like to do things in the opposite way. Haha
Loves freedom and dun like to be restricted in whatever I do especially if u r not my anyone
Independent and loves challenges
Secretive at times
Slow in reaction
Can be attitude at times if u provoke me
Can cry very easily (especially sad movies)
Treasure frens a lot, will treat u the way u treat me. Good = Good, Bad = Bad.
[[ The Wishlist ]]Issey Miyaki Perfume
Mount Faber
Roller Blading
Play tennis with my xiaohei
Pierce one more ear hole
Go watch a super horror movie alone
Jersey
Lasik
Double eyelid
LV,Gucci wallet
Hope to have the money to buy one Louis Vutton bag
Wanna go holiday.. Yozzz
Find a rich bf who can take care, teng me and hold hands with me for the rest of my life
[[ Don't talk crap ]]
Tagboard here.(Duh!)
EULOGY BY GRANDDAUGHTER OF FORMER PRESIDENT WEE KIM WEE - LIM HUI MIN
Weekend May 7, 2005
MY grandfather's achievements as an editor, a diplomat and a head ofstate are now the stuff of legend. You would have read all these thingsin the newspapers or watched them on television - he was a public man.
What I should talk about is my grandfather as a family man. I cannottalk about my grandfather without also talking about my grandmother. Shewas the rock of his life. His last thoughts were of her. They wereholding hands when he finally went to sleep on Monday morning.
Last year, we celebrated their 68th wedding anniversary. After dinner hepresented her with a red packet full of money, which he then followed upwith a jewellery box - because my grandmother loves wearing jewellery.There was a jade brooch inside the box. And, in return, in front ofeverybody, she kissed him three times.
They were 87 and 88 at that time.
Once, (when) I was learning the piano, I thought I would learn somesongs to play at my grandmother's birthday party. I asked my grandfatherwhat songs he thought she would like. To my surprise he gave me atype-written sheet (with songs listed)in order of preference. He wasalways a busy man - he used to tell me that he had two million things onhis mind. But at some point in his life, he had sat down and thoughthard about what music my grandmother would enjoy and typed it all outand kept it in special folder ready to be whipped out at anytime.
Husbands who are here today: Do you have a list of your wife's top 10favourite songs in a folder? That's a lesson you can take from mygrandfather.
They celebrated 69 years of marriage together in April this year. Ithank my grandfather from the bottom of my heart for showing us what itreally is like to love a person. I also thank my grandfather for showingus what it is to love life.
He was a man who enjoyed life. He collected snuff bottles, coins andstamps. He travelled the world; he played sports; he planted fruittrees; he loved the smell and taste of hazelnut coffee.
Whenever his grandchildren visited him in his office - whether at theMalaysian High Commission, the embassy in Tokyo, the Singapore BroadcastCorporation or the huge halls of the Istana - there would come momentswhen he would wink at us, open his desk drawer and say "have achocolate".
Unknown to my grandmother, who disapproved of his snacking in betweenmeals, he always kept a secret stash of Hawaiian hazelnut chocolates,which he ate out of her sight during office hours.
My grandfather loved animals as well. He liked to watch horses running.He liked dogs and cats and he liked fish. At the last count, his housecontained 11 chickens, eight terrapins, two goldfish and one dog.
Once, someone gave him six turkeys. I think the idea was for them to befattened up and eaten. My grandfather looked at them and spoke to them.He gave them names. I remember my mother saying to me, "Oh no, he hasgiven them names - we'll never get rid of them now". And so the turkeyswere with us for quite some time.
But one day, they started irritating the chickens so my grandfatherdecided to find them a new home. The Singapore Zoo was chosen. When thefamily heard about this, of course we all joked that the turkeys wouldbe fed to the crocodiles.
He was so alarmed by this that he made special arrangements with thezoo. They were to send him a written report every time a turkey died.The report had to state the cause of death and age of each turkey.
That was the kind of man my grandfather was. He revered and respectedlife - even the life of an animal.
The stories of his life are, to me, all stories of love. If you wish tohonour his memory in your life, then live your life to the full, standby your friends, cherish your family, listen to everyone with an openmind and welcome those who cross your path with an open heart.
He has gone on another journey now. We have spent the past five dayssaying goodbye to him and it is now the time to let him go.
>From all your grandchildren and great grandchildren: I know you love usall so very much.