Food Hotel Malaysia (FHM) 2011 20-23SEP

FHM 2011....niceee....
A lot of foods from different country(U.S ,Austraria,Korea,Singapore,Taiwanand etc..), thing ,different new machine , utensilsss and ............
but very pity because can't buy any foods from there...
because all of foods are new product so cant buy..but you can try until you full hahahaaaa.....

Congratulation allBUCH's participants in FHM2011 cooking competition....
very happy and proud of you all....good job....

Nice story...

  When i saw a cashier hand this little boy his money back, the boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old. The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll.'' The little boy turned to the old woman next to him, ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?'' She replied, ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.'' Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look around. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. 'It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.' I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly. 'No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now.

I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.' His eyes were so sad while saying this, 'My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.'' My heart nearly stopped.

The little boy looked up at me and said, 'I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.' Then he showed me a very nice photo of himself. He was laughing. He then told me 'I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me.' 'I love my mommy and I wish she didn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.' Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.

I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. 'Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll!'' OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.' I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money. The little boy said, 'Thank you God for giving me enough money!' Then he looked at me and added, 'I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!'' 'I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.'' 'My mommy loves white roses.' A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state of mind from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away and the mother was left in a critical state.

The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy? Two days after this encounter with the little boy I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away. I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was for people to see and make last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever.

 The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine, and in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.

My best part time job...~~BERJAYA HILLS RESORT~~(16-18 sep 2011)

 #This is my first day's dinner....Like jail's food.....omg....

 #waw~~I like this so muchh.....because this is my first time got tips.......10yuan =RM1 only..but still happy lol...

 @This is my name tag and my light coca-cola (from manager)...
     =Thanks to Manager Kelvin

@This is our name tag ....JUSTIN , EVAN ,RAYMOND,KENNY,JORDAN......(6male +6female)

 @hahaaaa...so funny ....lol...all people wait shuttle at bus-stop ...

 @haha why yilim's face like this????

 @My castle...haha...Prince Ding Ding..

 My restaurant's cheffffff......so young...

 #Yeahhhh....cheerssssssss

 @Our happy daysss...

 @nice memories.........

 @My restaurant.....(France restaurant)

Berjaya Hills Resort 是一个很美很美的地方。。

还记得那时候是匆匆忙忙的决定要去做的。。

在那里吸取了很多的experience..

三天里，我在berjaya hills resort 赚了RM144..
说多不多，说少也不少。。但是我累积很多的经验。。

 我在那里是在一间法式的restaurant 里做waiter..Manager Kelvin 教会了我很多的东西，
他也让我知道了怎样从小做起。。从倒水到〉排餐具到〉酒杯〉招待顾客〉给menu> order menu >折餐巾〉。。。这些都是要技巧和经验的，看似简单，其实很复杂。。。第一天,我就拿到10块（中国币）的小费，我真的开心到飞上天了。。哈哈。。

中国人给的小费是因为，他们看不懂menu 上的dishes,

所以我一道一道的解释给他们听。。

所以就这样和他们一起聊天。哈哈。。

很谢谢他们的小费，另我一生难忘。。

也有几个顾客问我的年龄，我就告诉他们我今年18，

他们就不相信，他们还以为我15-16岁而已。。哈哈

爽到了咯了。。。

在三天里，很开心能和Raymond,Evan,Alvin,Jordan,Kenny,Yilim,King,Heain,Jacky,Doris,Kelly.

一起做工。。

一个可以形容“爽”。

但是有点累和脚酸。。

宿舍虽然不是很好，因为我们男宿舍冲凉房没水，

所以就跑到女宿舍去冲凉。。哈哈

在那里三天，一毛钱都没花到。。

因为包吃包住。。

那里的开销很到所以不敢乱买东西。。

这是一个很好的经验。。。。

希望下次还有这个机会。。

cheerssss...

最近这几天都镇的很累，因为一直在做assignments..

所以我就抽空时间出来写一写blog。。

星期三要presentation，可是到现在还没做完。。

眼睛要盖了，好累。。

Goodbye and goodnight everyone..

sweet dreammm..

tomorrow no class haha...but I want to go FHM (FOOD HOTEL MALAYSIA)

oh yeahhh!!

happy it...