a great city to call home
if you want to experience life without leaving home, what could be a better place to call home than toronto?
a few months ago, we were invited to celebrate someone's bar miztvah at a synaguage a coupl of blocks away. last week, at sienna's preschool, she celebrated Eid dressing up in eastern clothes and having her palm hand painted with a heart-shaped henna. yesterday though, we ventured downtown to attend a evegenrical mass choir at the Metropolitan United Church.
lui had a rather heated exchange of words about religions over the internet with mr. huang, the composer and conductor of this choir music. somehow they got to know each other further via our friend yiga and others from the central conservatory of china. huang invited lui to come for the event. yiga, the piano teacher extraordinaire, cancelled lesssons on 5 of her students in order to make it. i was just tagging long. it won't hurt to be at a church where the mixed sounds of organ and choir fill up the air.
during the 2-hour long service, i was busy coaxing 3-year-old sienna and 9-year-old rachel to stay on their seat and be quiet. not something you could do without their ultimate co-operation. rachel complaint that she would rather be at her ballet class. sienna was again exercising her extreme patience beyond her age -- considering she had 8-hour sleep the night before and no nap to recharge. they started to play their game: rachel drew on her mini note pad, sienna put each of the her work into the donation envelopes for "distribution".
i found something of my own to do. while browsing a bible, i was thinking to myself, "it's a good thing i didn't live in mediaeval time. i would have been so prosecuted. and i would be carrying a scarlett letter like Hester Prynne." how on earth that i would have been made to believe that the world was created in 6 days and everything else that comes with that notion?! to make it funny, i asked myself, "is god so tolerant of me or am i tolerant of him?" if god reaches out to save lost souls, i am a soul forever lost in his search. no sense of guilt!
i do feel guilty that sienna and rachel had to endure this session. they both got ice cream treats afterwards. to top everything off, we had a marvelous dinner at a restaurant that has a silly but most appropriate name, "Hot Spicy Spicy Restaurant." i would say this again, toronto is a great place to call home, i.e., to live, to experience and to eat.
a few months ago, we were invited to celebrate someone's bar miztvah at a synaguage a coupl of blocks away. last week, at sienna's preschool, she celebrated Eid dressing up in eastern clothes and having her palm hand painted with a heart-shaped henna. yesterday though, we ventured downtown to attend a evegenrical mass choir at the Metropolitan United Church.
lui had a rather heated exchange of words about religions over the internet with mr. huang, the composer and conductor of this choir music. somehow they got to know each other further via our friend yiga and others from the central conservatory of china. huang invited lui to come for the event. yiga, the piano teacher extraordinaire, cancelled lesssons on 5 of her students in order to make it. i was just tagging long. it won't hurt to be at a church where the mixed sounds of organ and choir fill up the air.
during the 2-hour long service, i was busy coaxing 3-year-old sienna and 9-year-old rachel to stay on their seat and be quiet. not something you could do without their ultimate co-operation. rachel complaint that she would rather be at her ballet class. sienna was again exercising her extreme patience beyond her age -- considering she had 8-hour sleep the night before and no nap to recharge. they started to play their game: rachel drew on her mini note pad, sienna put each of the her work into the donation envelopes for "distribution".
i found something of my own to do. while browsing a bible, i was thinking to myself, "it's a good thing i didn't live in mediaeval time. i would have been so prosecuted. and i would be carrying a scarlett letter like Hester Prynne." how on earth that i would have been made to believe that the world was created in 6 days and everything else that comes with that notion?! to make it funny, i asked myself, "is god so tolerant of me or am i tolerant of him?" if god reaches out to save lost souls, i am a soul forever lost in his search. no sense of guilt!
i do feel guilty that sienna and rachel had to endure this session. they both got ice cream treats afterwards. to top everything off, we had a marvelous dinner at a restaurant that has a silly but most appropriate name, "Hot Spicy Spicy Restaurant." i would say this again, toronto is a great place to call home, i.e., to live, to experience and to eat.
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