<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700389631526746914</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:38:27.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>REFLECTIONS</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog is about my peronal sharings and reflections on what life means to me.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerardapang.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700389631526746914/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardapang.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08545780402808077301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EAwXyxL_f7c/SWbvQzRi93I/AAAAAAAAAAk/a63pp8PW71Q/S220/pilgrimage+132.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700389631526746914.post-4019146438399961233</id><published>2010-04-21T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T00:50:21.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE HAS TO GO ON</title><content type='html'>Having lost someone who has been my life companion is really  an experience hard to describe. Now I understand why some who have lost love ones resort to end their lives. However believing in the existence of God  helps one to let go and believe that the person who has departed this world has gone to a better place where there is no more tears of sorrow. Focusing on this belief is a tremendous relief to know that our love ones is now enjoying eternity without end. However it is not easy though to forget specially when certain events, incidence keep on reminding me of the past when my husband was around.&lt;br /&gt;Then there are things around the house that need to be done and I had no one to depend on anymore. That's the time when tears begin to fall but then I have to learn what to do. As time goes on I learned to move on and that life has to go on. If before I used to be scared of death, now my fear of death had gone. When death will come knocking at my door I would be able to face it without fear.&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile I have to go on with my life focusing on what is important.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700389631526746914-4019146438399961233?l=gerardapang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerardapang.blogspot.com/feeds/4019146438399961233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gerardapang.blogspot.com/2010/04/life-has-to-go-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700389631526746914/posts/default/4019146438399961233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700389631526746914/posts/default/4019146438399961233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardapang.blogspot.com/2010/04/life-has-to-go-on.html' title='LIFE HAS TO GO ON'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08545780402808077301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EAwXyxL_f7c/SWbvQzRi93I/AAAAAAAAAAk/a63pp8PW71Q/S220/pilgrimage+132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700389631526746914.post-4610850559517134153</id><published>2010-04-16T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T21:42:34.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing Someone Special in your life</title><content type='html'>I don't want to go in length of my husband's sickness but rather to express how much his death affected me. I can now understand how one really feels when someone he or she loves is taken away. But for the grace of God and the belief in Him, one can easily fall into deep depression. I too was unable to discribe the feeling of that final seperation .  However my faith in God helped me to cope with my deep sorrow. However when the doctor attending him told us that he was going  anytime  I requested for some of our church members  to pray the  "Divine Mercy Prayer'. As we were praying I was watching his face.  He looked calm and and peaceful. As soon as the prayers was over he breathed his last without any struggle. My last words to him were, "Go in the peace of the Lord. Follow the Light. I love you."&lt;br /&gt;I used to be frighten of death but after seeing a loved one die, my fear of death was gone. Something in me has changed. From that day onward my thought and prayers were on him. However life has to go on and one day I too will face the same destiny. As for now, in spite of how I feel, I will continue on my journey in life learning from past experience until the last call. Meanwhile I promise myself to do whatever good I can to help others  find meaning in their lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700389631526746914-4610850559517134153?l=gerardapang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerardapang.blogspot.com/feeds/4610850559517134153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gerardapang.blogspot.com/2010/04/losing-someone-special-in-your-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700389631526746914/posts/default/4610850559517134153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700389631526746914/posts/default/4610850559517134153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardapang.blogspot.com/2010/04/losing-someone-special-in-your-life.html' title='Losing Someone Special in your life'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08545780402808077301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EAwXyxL_f7c/SWbvQzRi93I/AAAAAAAAAAk/a63pp8PW71Q/S220/pilgrimage+132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700389631526746914.post-7458619183474700067</id><published>2010-04-11T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T07:25:12.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE SADDEST EVENT IN MY LIFE</title><content type='html'>When I started writing on this blog it was with some enthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt;However after posting a few articles somehow I lost interest. My mind seemed to be blank.  Moreover  something happened in my life which really saddened me. It was the passing away of my husband. To me it seemed so sudden. In April 2009 he went for treatment and was found out that he was suffering from cancer which had spread to the bones.  You can imagine how he must have felt. I felt so sad for him. There was no word to describe really how I felt. However I tried not to show it for his sake.&lt;br /&gt; However the morning we were supposed  to go he  told me of his dream.&lt;br /&gt;He said that in his dream he died. When I heard that my heart seemed to jump but I calmed down and said to him, "usually it is just the opposite"&lt;br /&gt;but something seemed not right the way I felt.&lt;br /&gt;Moreover I knocked a perfume bottle which I bought  in Egypt as a souvenier.  Then when I went to the bathroom, I knocked down a glass which also broke. I am not a superstitious person but somehow I felt uneasy. I tried my very best not to show my anxiety.  I said a prayer for  our safe journey. We reached our distination which was Kota Kinabalu safely. A day before we went to Kota Kinabalu, he was working long hours at the computer preparing his lesson notes. He told me that he would not have time to prepare his lessons when he came back. I remember telling him not to be worried too much about his work but to take care of his health first. Being a dedicated teacher, he would not want to  go into the class unprepared. I even told him that it was time for him to rest and not to work in his condition. But somehow he enjoyed his job as a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;The next morning we took  the ferry and then travelled by bus to Kota Kinabalu. To this day my regret was why we did not travel by plane when he was in such a condition. I never knew his sickness was so serious neither was he aware of it  until we saw a specialist in Kota Kinabalu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700389631526746914-7458619183474700067?l=gerardapang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerardapang.blogspot.com/feeds/7458619183474700067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gerardapang.blogspot.com/2010/04/saddest-event-in-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700389631526746914/posts/default/7458619183474700067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700389631526746914/posts/default/7458619183474700067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardapang.blogspot.com/2010/04/saddest-event-in-my-life.html' title='THE SADDEST EVENT IN MY LIFE'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08545780402808077301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EAwXyxL_f7c/SWbvQzRi93I/AAAAAAAAAAk/a63pp8PW71Q/S220/pilgrimage+132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700389631526746914.post-5657186414118941388</id><published>2009-02-17T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T08:57:34.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE CHANGING WORDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Whatever you eat, whatever you drink, whatever you do at all, do it for the glory of God' (Cor. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;10:31)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The  above was taken from last Sunday's reading. When I heard it being proclaimed it gave me  a little jolt. I began to reflect on its message . Why was I feeling uncomfortable? I questioned myself, 'Have  I ever thought of doing things for the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;glory of God&lt;/span&gt; or for my own glory???????? I came up with many question marks. Of course I know the answer but...........Anyway His words certainly pierced my heart to the core and it was up to me to make the choice. "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yes Lord,  I hear you and from now on I will try and keep on trying but I need your strength to carry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;on"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;GOD BLESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700389631526746914-5657186414118941388?l=gerardapang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerardapang.blogspot.com/feeds/5657186414118941388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gerardapang.blogspot.com/2009/02/life-changing-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700389631526746914/posts/default/5657186414118941388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700389631526746914/posts/default/5657186414118941388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardapang.blogspot.com/2009/02/life-changing-words.html' title='LIFE CHANGING WORDS'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08545780402808077301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EAwXyxL_f7c/SWbvQzRi93I/AAAAAAAAAAk/a63pp8PW71Q/S220/pilgrimage+132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700389631526746914.post-5847524515866934434</id><published>2009-01-28T05:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T06:09:53.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT'S LIKE FOR ME TO BE RETIRED</title><content type='html'>After  about forty years of teaching life I really looked forward to retirement.  So here I am, free from all the burdens of a hectic  working life.  Some friends remarked that I would be bored doing nothing. Why should I be doing nothing? Being retired from work doesn't mean I would sit down and do nothing. I think that would make our exit from this even faster.  No 'Boring' is not in my vocabulary. So far life has always been interesting for me whether I am  working or now being  a retiree.  Now I can have time to meet with friends, go outing and pick up the hobbies that I enjoy like reading, listening to music, join the line dancing club or go for a walk to keep myself fit. &lt;br /&gt;Getting involved in Church activities  keep me spiritually healthy and I believe is very important preparation for the end as nobody knows when it will come. So I would always start the day with my quiet time with the Lord and end the day thanking Him for everything that happen during the day. This has always been a source of strength and help for me. Now I can afford to spend more time in this solitude and how thankful I am that I don't have to rush here and there. I may not be earning but I am reaping a harvest filled with the goodness of the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to all my friends who have retired I wish you the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700389631526746914-5847524515866934434?l=gerardapang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerardapang.blogspot.com/feeds/5847524515866934434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gerardapang.blogspot.com/2009/01/whats-like-for-me-to-be-retired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700389631526746914/posts/default/5847524515866934434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700389631526746914/posts/default/5847524515866934434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardapang.blogspot.com/2009/01/whats-like-for-me-to-be-retired.html' title='WHAT&apos;S LIKE FOR ME TO BE RETIRED'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08545780402808077301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EAwXyxL_f7c/SWbvQzRi93I/AAAAAAAAAAk/a63pp8PW71Q/S220/pilgrimage+132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700389631526746914.post-6061138638717429124</id><published>2009-01-14T03:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T04:37:22.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Remedy to stop my  hair from falling</title><content type='html'>Some time ago I was worried that I would eventually end up bald headed. The reason was that each time I washed my hair a lot would fall off. My scalp was also very itchy. I thought it was the shampoo. So I bought whatever was recommended to me. My hair still kept on falling . I concluded maybe its part of growing old.  Part of my hair was turning grey anyway. Then somebody told me to try the henna leaves locally known as 'daun inai'. So I went in search of this plant. One of my friends actually had this plant in her garden. I asked for the leaves and also learned how to prepare it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here it is how I prepare it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What you need are the following:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Henna leaves (pluck fresh from the plant. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Aloe vera  leaf (use half only)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 2 Lemon /or lime &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Method&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Put in the henna leaves into a blender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Chop the aloe vera into small pieces and put into the  blender together with the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;     henna leaves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Add the lemon juice and some water just enough to make a thick mixture. (If it is      too watery it would be difficult to put on the hair. It will be very messy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Blender the whole mixture until well blended to make a paste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. It is now ready to use. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Leave it on the head for two or three hours. Cover with  a towel to make sure the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;     mixture stays on your head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. After that wash your hair  and blow it dry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The above did  not only  stop my hair from falling but also gave my hair a beautiful brown colour. If however the hair is black the colour may not show. So the above can  also also be used to dye  hair.  It doesn't cost much and you can do it at home at your own leisure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The above remedy works for me but I cannot guarantee that it will do the same for you. Anyway no harm trying. But if you have grey hair it will give your hair a beautiful brown  colour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a good try!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700389631526746914-6061138638717429124?l=gerardapang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerardapang.blogspot.com/feeds/6061138638717429124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gerardapang.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-remedy-to-stop-my-hair-from-falling.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700389631526746914/posts/default/6061138638717429124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700389631526746914/posts/default/6061138638717429124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardapang.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-remedy-to-stop-my-hair-from-falling.html' title='My Remedy to stop my  hair from falling'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08545780402808077301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EAwXyxL_f7c/SWbvQzRi93I/AAAAAAAAAAk/a63pp8PW71Q/S220/pilgrimage+132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700389631526746914.post-3020069096672534869</id><published>2009-01-10T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T00:29:24.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My style of making 'Hinava"</title><content type='html'>'Hinava' is a local dish of Sabah.  It is made of raw fish and taken as an appetizer. Last Christmas I introduced it to my son's in laws in K.L. and they loved it. That was the first time they tasted it . So I just wish to share with you how I prepared  it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 ikan tenggeri which must be fresh&lt;br /&gt;garlic  according to taste (for me I like to put a lot)&lt;br /&gt;small red onions&lt;br /&gt;1 piece of ginger&lt;br /&gt;10 limes (more or less)&lt;br /&gt;2 red chillies (optional)&lt;br /&gt;5 - 10 limes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Method:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slice the fish int0 halves. Make sure to clean the fish properly. Scrape the flesh out with a spoon. Put it aside in a bowl. Clean the garlic, onions and ginger and chop them into small pieces. Smash the garlic first before chopping. Slice the lime lenghtwise so that the juice can be squeezed easily.&lt;br /&gt;Add the lime juice onto the scrapped fish a little at a time until the fish turns pale. Put  in the other ingredients and mix well. Put in salt to taste. (The limes will cook the fish so make sure you put enough until you do not see any red colour) Don't forget to put some salt and if you like sprinkle a dash of pepper to the dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good try.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700389631526746914-3020069096672534869?l=gerardapang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerardapang.blogspot.com/feeds/3020069096672534869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gerardapang.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-style-of-making-hinava.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700389631526746914/posts/default/3020069096672534869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700389631526746914/posts/default/3020069096672534869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardapang.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-style-of-making-hinava.html' title='My style of making &apos;Hinava&quot;'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08545780402808077301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EAwXyxL_f7c/SWbvQzRi93I/AAAAAAAAAAk/a63pp8PW71Q/S220/pilgrimage+132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700389631526746914.post-1532961929726403093</id><published>2009-01-08T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T22:07:23.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunset</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EAwXyxL_f7c/SWboiQzznFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BO2tf6vB0qA/s1600-h/pilgrimage+089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289170487718681682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EAwXyxL_f7c/SWboiQzznFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BO2tf6vB0qA/s200/pilgrimage+089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE SUNSET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;t was a very pleasant evening.&lt;br /&gt;I was walking along the beach with a friend&lt;br /&gt;She suddenly shouted and said. “look at the sky!”&lt;br /&gt;I turned and looked and was mesmerised by the beauty of the evening sky.&lt;br /&gt;Yes the sun was about to set&lt;br /&gt;But before it disappeared it was bathed in colours so bright&lt;br /&gt;then it turned  golden red&lt;br /&gt;as it was about to disappear behind  the horizon&lt;br /&gt;as it went so was the sky getting darker and darker&lt;br /&gt;finally it was completely hidden&lt;br /&gt;darkness began to descent&lt;br /&gt;then the chirping of the birds could be heard&lt;br /&gt;they too seemed excited as the night approached&lt;br /&gt;the day was over and it was time to rest&lt;br /&gt;we hurried to our car and drove off &lt;br /&gt;before it became too dark.&lt;br /&gt;it had been a long day&lt;br /&gt;time to be home like the birds&lt;br /&gt;rest at last after a long and tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is  another story.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows what holds tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;At least for now another day is gone.&lt;br /&gt;Would there be many more sunsets to watch&lt;br /&gt;Nobody has the answer except the one&lt;br /&gt;Who holds tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;By Gerarda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700389631526746914-1532961929726403093?l=gerardapang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerardapang.blogspot.com/feeds/1532961929726403093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gerardapang.blogspot.com/2009/01/sunset.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700389631526746914/posts/default/1532961929726403093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700389631526746914/posts/default/1532961929726403093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardapang.blogspot.com/2009/01/sunset.html' title='Sunset'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08545780402808077301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EAwXyxL_f7c/SWbvQzRi93I/AAAAAAAAAAk/a63pp8PW71Q/S220/pilgrimage+132.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EAwXyxL_f7c/SWboiQzznFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BO2tf6vB0qA/s72-c/pilgrimage+089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700389631526746914.post-792733092778009597</id><published>2009-01-07T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T21:17:40.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>About Me</title><content type='html'>I was born into a small village called Kuala Penyu where back in 1946. It is  a small quiet and isolated village then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700389631526746914-792733092778009597?l=gerardapang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gerardapang.blogspot.com/feeds/792733092778009597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gerardapang.blogspot.com/2009/01/about-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700389631526746914/posts/default/792733092778009597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700389631526746914/posts/default/792733092778009597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gerardapang.blogspot.com/2009/01/about-me.html' title='About Me'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08545780402808077301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EAwXyxL_f7c/SWbvQzRi93I/AAAAAAAAAAk/a63pp8PW71Q/S220/pilgrimage+132.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
