Sunday, 14 September 2014

Where’s the music?

Music is, or should be, an important thing in the lives of children, but right now, for as unbelievable as this may sound, some kids are learning music by playing on rubbish bins and margarine tubs instead of instruments with teachers complaining that they have hardly any money to spend on music each year while other teachers have nothing at all. Right now, music education is becoming a privilege, not a right, and I should know this since I spend a lot on my son’s music education.
Music can help a lot of children go through a lot of obstacles and, as we all know, it is one of life’s greatest pleasures, a pleasure that is being taken away from a lot of poor families that can’t afford music lessons for their children.
Three years ago the Government made a promise that every child in England would have the chance to learn an instrument. As usual, they lied, but that’s nothing new to our ears.

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To Lead a Jewish Life: Education for Living Part 2

To Lead a Jewish Life: Education for Living Part 1

Monday, 1 September 2014

Being Jewish

The more I read about Judaism the more I come to the conclusion that I still have a lot to learn about G-d (and Judaism). But everything takes time and I’m moving along at a steady rhythm, being guided by those around me, those with the same faith as mine, being guided gently and not blindly.
There are days when I feel like moving to Jerusalem along with my wife and children, or somewhere else in Israel, somewhere where my Judaism doesn’t has to be so restricted. Even though there is freedom in this country where I live (England), sometimes I feel as if my Judaism is restricted. And not just in England but in the whole of Europe. Upon leaving the synagogue, if I forget to remove my yarmulke, I see the strange look that some people give me, a look that I wouldn’t get in Israel. At night, especially on Shabbos, or early in the morning (like right now when I sit down to write), I put the yarmulke on and I leave it there, on the place where it should always be (on top of my head just in case you’re wondering what the yarmulke is), and then I relax and do the things that I wanna do, things that I would still do without the yarmulke on, but the yarmulke represents what I am, what I’m becoming, and what I will always be until the day I die. And even then, after death, I still might have my yarmulke on.
In Portugal, my grandmother’s house is filled with crosses and other Catholic symbols, some of which are a bit spooky, but I say nothing about it (or against it). But if I were to walk in her house with some kind of Jewish garment on, even if it was only my “simple” beloved yarmulke, I would get all kind of weird looks.
Yes, sometimes is hard being Jewish, but to be honest with you, there’s nothing else I want to be.

A love
In this city of despair I found a love like no other;
A love of words,
A love of faith,
A love of a new language,
A language that I thought I would never learn,
And this new love showed me what I am,
Who I can become,
And what I will always be.
Like I said,
It is a love like no other,
The love that I feel for my people
And the love that they give me back.
If I could bottle it and sell it
I would become the richest man in the world,
But this love is free
And G-d gives it to us all.

Too bad that some of us say no to it.

Tuesday, 26 August 2014

Malaysia sex blogger wanted by police

Alvin Tan, 26, the infamous sex blogger that is part of the famously known Alvivi pair alongside his co-blogger Vivian Lee, 25, is apparently wanted by the police and even the Interpol is on his hunt as he’s wanted back home, in Malaysia, to face trial over several charges against him.
Inspector General of Police Tan Sri Khalid Abu Bakar said his officers were liaising with the international police to bring Tan back and surrender his passport to the court, and on Tuesday he said,  "Anyone with any information on the whereabouts of Tan should come forward immediately."
Both bloggers still face two charges under the Film Censorship Act and Sedition Act for a "Ramadan greeting" that was posted on their blog last year. The posting contained the words Selamat Berbuka Puasa (dengan bak kut teh... wangi, enak, menyelerakan) and was placed over their pornographic images. Needless to say, the posting caused a stir among Malaysians for their insensitivity. But Alvivi being who they are, they removed the posting and replaced it with a picture of them eating ketupat, rendang and curry puffs.
A quick browse through Facebook showed me that Alvivi have taken down their page.

What now for the duo?