Ride Free with SMRT "My BESTEST Mom!" Photo Contest

So, I joined the Ride Free with SMRT "My Bestest Mom!" Photo Contest, the idea is to upload our photo taken with our mom onto the Ride Free with SMRT Facebook or email to ridesmrtandwin@smrt.com.sg and provide a brief caption of not more than 50 words telling how much our mom means to us..

I email them this photo and the caption:

"My Mother is a Star"
My mother is a star. She shines through the darkest hour of my life.
She stays and defends me while the others walk out.
No matter how deep my love to her, it could never outshine hers.
Because She is the brightest star..

I received email from them, stated that I have been shortlisted as one of the winning entries. So we attend the The Ride Free with SMRT Monthly Draw on 6th May 2010 which also celebrated Mother's Day in advance where they announced the winner of the contest. The event took place at Choa Chu Kang Bus Interchange and they gave away free carnation on that day.

There were four shortlisted winning entries, but one of them couldn't make it that they, so the three winning entries including me were asked to read and show our love to our moms during the event. 

And then the MC announced the winner, which is ME and my mom!!! hurray!!!

 and the journalists from My Paper and Lianhe Wanbao took our pictures for the Newspaper.. 

The journalist from My Paper asked us to pose in the MRT and asked mom some questions..

Mom got 100 stalks of Carnation and we both received:

We were featured on My Paper, Lianhe Wanbao, Ride Free with SMRT website and Ride Free with SMRT Facebook Group:

Thank you SMRT..=`) 

it doesn't matter if u're black or white..is it??

When I born, I black.

When I grow up, I black.

When I go in sun, I black.

When I scared, I black.

When I sick, I black.

And when I die, I still black.

And you white fella.

When you born, you pink.

When you grow up, you white.

When you go in sun, you red.

When you cold, you blue.

When you scared, you yellow.

When you sick, you green and when you die, you gray…

And you calling me colored?

— Written by an African Child, nominated for the best poem of 2005.

world without strangers

maybe we are laughing,
but,
people,
they are still crying...

maybe we are full,
but,
children,
they are still starving...

maybe you don't realize,
they world is changing...

so don't move your heart,
only...
move your hands,
too...!!!
 

celebratin' love

love blossoms,
happy...
love gone,
heart broken...
love blossoms,
happy...again...
don't stop celebratin' love...

holdin'

2 hearts
be 1
holdin' hands
touchin'
playin' luv
distance come
face it or fight it
forget it!

firefly

by: Zhao Zhixin

With rain pierce shack,
muffled wind skips fence at once.
Though grass changing form,
do not borrow the moon to shine.

Can comprehend empty heart,
now you may accommodated in sack bag.
Gaze so far in spacious space,
is it different with dazzling starlight?

the creation

Moon,
a beauty,
yet hide among the clouds…

Sun,
shine confidently,
yet hide among the nights…

Land,
a place to stay,
yet a place to die…

Sky,
a place so high,
hope to reach the Might…

spring morning

by: Meng Haoran

Spring morning
Springtime sleep do not realize morning,
hears warbler here and there.
Voices of rain wind present all night,
there is how much flowers scaling off?

Garden

by: Chairil Anwar

Our garden
not broad wide, only small
one do not lose other of depth.
For you and I are enough
Its flower is not colorful
Its grassland is without mat
soft smooth treaded on feet.
For us that is not barrier.
Because
in our garden
You are flower, I am beetle
I am beetle, you are flower
Small, full of lunar our garden
place to snatch from world and man.

banana

by: Ook Nugroho

Banana
awaiting peacefully
in dining table.
Confidence
in its turn,
chance which nearing,
then fulfilled
spoon and fork
kill each other
savage and greedy
above the plate
precisely, beside it

Banana
Have never surrendered.
Sees how it
straightening boosts.
In its naked
instead it offers
a kind of mildness.
This alit tower
stares at tough
for the first munch,
tears determinant,
part of destiny
what thus its property.

birthday

by: Putu Oka Sukanta

My son asked me to buy him
Nine candles to put
On a decorated cake
Which said happy birthday
Just like one he’d seen
On the TV screen

I sorrowed for him in silence
For the money in my pocket
Would buy no more than the most simple dessert

He asked me to buy biscuits and sweets
To wrap in little bundles for his friends at school
To return the gifts they’d given him

I looked away
Avoiding the piercing gaze in his eyes
Because the only money left to buy the daily rice

On the night of the birthday, we ate
As usual, and I sat haunted
By the fear that he would ask about his request

Suddenly the power failed
He cried out and jumped down from his chair
Running off to look for the candles
He put out nine of them, and their flickering light
Seemed to burn right into the depths of my heart
Where I hid myself away from him

When the power came on again
He cried: let me blow them out
One by one
Then, as though talking to himself
He said
“It was lucky all the lights went out,
I go to blow out candles after all”.

indolence

I wish to kill!
because it is making me unenthusiastic,
do not want to do anything...

purpose is not reached,
work delays...

I wish to fling!
but of course hard,
because hardly lures,
although comes abrupt...

know that I can refuse,
likely always invites...
just contagious to other,

My indolence!

money

I can make you live glamorously,
having wealth and treasure...

I also able to make your life hard,
weep pinning away...

I can make you encircled by people whom you love,
live peacefully and happy...

I also able to make you avoided by people that you love,
alone and chilled...

I can unite couple easily...
though I also able to detach them even if forced...

Who am I?

L=I=F=E=?

They always say that life is about choices.

But they never tell me what to do.

I keep on striving to find its meaning…

But I just can’t look through it…

Obstacles always slap me in the face,

I have to fight time, feeling, temptation and nature…

Tell me, what do you know about life?

I..L..U..

everything sounds perfect,

maybe because it’s from you,

moreover, it’s for me…

...

It’s not easy to admit it..

Needs time,

Needs trust,

Needs chemistry,

Needs FEELING…

...

But when it comes,

Don’t care about the past,

Only that moment,

When you spell,

I L.O.V.E Y.O.U

friendship

I want to be your friend,

we said,

for the first time..

you are good to me,

we said,

after get along...

you've changed,

we said,

when it's started to get bored...

you are not my friend anymore,

comes out from our mouth,

to terminate it...

is there any endless friendship?

farmers

the sun burns my skin,
sweat rains around my body,
but...I must go on...
because people needs to eat...