Why I workout


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Hello, life has been hard these couple of months, I just looked at an old draft that i never completed writing in October 2017 and realised that the unhappiness that i have been experiencing has been the same since then. I wanted to write about working out, not because i want to brag about how good i am, but i want to talk about how it has been a source of strength not just physically but also mentally. Below are screenshots of the days i’ve completed a workout, the beginning ones are grey but they still mean i did a workout on that day.

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A little background to what i mean by “life has been hard”, in 2017 it was more about whether or not i should quit, i knew teaching wasn’t for me, but i didn’t know what i wanted to do next, so i guess i stayed. Job security, yada yada. In 2018, i started off the year crazy. I had overloaded and taken up sociology. So i was literally preparing for three different subjects. Also, i was given a difficult class and i was also teaching tuition after work. Lets just say, it’s amazing how i had time to remember it was my birthday. I look back now and wonder why i did that to myself. End of background information.

Seeing that i was unhappy starting in october, it’s interesting how despite all that i still stuck to working out. I’m really good at putting things off, but somehow this stuck on for 6 months. This made me think a little, and i realised that i liked working out, it gave me a sense of accomplishment when work was just rubbish. Also, that was when i saw that i was really packing on the pounds and i was determined to loose it. It got serious when i decided to invest in a yoga mat. That thing was expensive (because i bought it at an expensive store, not off Lazada) so that was also a motivation to “use” it. Then i bought a workout program because i learnt that there is a method to this thing and i really needed some guidance. Things were getting serious but i was learning a lot about exercise and keeping healthy. It also helps that i do these workouts at home, no gym. It helps because bringing yourself to the gym and back home really gives me the opportunity to make excuses. Once it’s at home, i don’t have any, and i will complete the workout and then shower and do my own thing. It’s real convenient. Fitness Blender’s calender and workout complete button is also a good motivator as it rewards you for doing something, it’s the “instant” (after you complete the workout) gratification you get and you know you deserve it. Kudos to them, they’re the ones that i’ve been using to get workout plans and keep track of things.

Life went on, it stayed mostly the same but in terms of my body, i was seeing changes. I could see the weight come off, i also felt more energised during the day. I guess what i’m trying to say is that, i’m still unhappy because i’m in a job that i should have quit, but i also am able to find some confidence through exercise. Because at the end of the day, having completed a workout means i’ve accomplished something, it means that there is something that i can do right, and that is my little form of happiness. Plus it helps me keep fit and loose weight, so that’s always good. I’m trying hard to see the good in life these days.

Also, i’m not saying that everyone should take up exercise (but it’s really good though) find something that makes you happy that’s not a person or something that could bring harm to your health and wellbeing.

General info: fitness blender is free, i do a mix of cardio, strength and HIIT workouts.

Reflections of my prayer walk/ride


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If you don’t want to read the narrative of the journey in general and want to skip to the lessons i learnt, go ahead and scroll to the bottom, if not read along.

Before i start, i just want to let future me know that when you say you should write this as soon as you get back, listen to that voice. Do not procrastinate because you just found out you have a ton of work to do. I told you so. Alright, end note.

It’s true though, life is so busy and i haven’t been good at carving out time to write which i say i’ll do but never. However, this i felt i really needed to write and share what i learned and saw because it’s not just for me, i hope whoever reads this will be blessed in some way. Or you would take the chance and try a prayer walk too.

When i first heard about the prayer walk/ride (it’s a ride because we were going to take public transport and pray while being on the move, we still walked though) i thought it was a cool idea. I had never tried it and had heard people share their experiences before. I was coming in somewhat excited until i couldn’t sleep till 2 a.m. and had to wake up at 7. I woke up groggy and miraculously made it on time to church (maybe because it’s a public holiday today). We were briefed on what the objectives were, the do’s and don’t’s which i have to say on the part of the church, kudos to being very detailed and organised. We then left o board the train. Side note, i love taking trains especially when there’s hardly anyone and i get to enjoy the view in peace.

We were told that the prayer walk officially started once we boarded the train, but i didn’t see anyone praying so i just enjoyed the novelty of everything. When we reached the designated station and we were going down the escalators, we saw these luxury condominiums being built and the first member began to pray aloud for the migrant workers who may have come into the country legally or illegally. That they would be safe. We then boarded the bus which we would ride in a loop to return to the train station. My leader decided that we should stop at a school and walk and pray to the next bus stop. As a teacher, i appreciated that we made a stop here and prayer for the teachers in the school that they would be strengthened in their journey of educating the nation. And for the kids to be inspired to be nation builders and not breakers. Walking down the road i also noticed a road sweeper and prayed for his safety as he did his job. I soon got more comfortable with the whole thing and began to pray aloud more frequently instead of quietly to myself. One interesting note was that when we crossed the road, there was an old man crossing with us too. We then passed him and walked ahead. But then we decided to stop and it happened that he caught up with us and was going through that alley to get home. We started a conversation and it was a blessing to get to talk to strangers and know a bit about them. We prayed for the man when he left, but wow, God does bring people to you if you are only willing.

We soon ended out walk and coincidentally met up with the rest of the group at the bus station. It was decided that we would debrief in the mamak instead of the station where we had originally planned. That was where we shared out experiences and stories and i was truly further blessed by everyone’s sharing. There is just something affirming and encouraging about having a shared experience and talking about it to each other. I don’t know, i feel like there should be more of this. So here goes the summary of lessons learnt.

1. Everyone has different concerns that weigh in their heart. For a friend it was construction workers because her father was in that line. For me it was education because i’m a teacher. Having a diverse group of people certainly brought different perspectives when it came to looking at the same thing. I wouldn’t have noticed something if someone hadn’t pointed it out.

2. Money money money. The area we went to was affluent. People lived there to make a statement that they had made it. Houses were pretty and impressive, cafe’s were competing to look hip and dish out interesting food. However, not everyone that lives here could really afford this sort of lifestyle. To do so they need to work almost all the time to keep up. My leader shared how her father also bought into this and was paying a huge sum of money just to rent a house in the area. I get the allure of city life, it’s convenient, there’s all the amenities you need, and i like to enjoy some good food (that’s a but pricier) and goods once in a while. However, the trap is that you can easily get sucked into a vicious cycle. To obtain these you need to work hard, but there’s always more and more things you NEED to have. And so there the cycle starts, it will never be enough. When do you say, “here is where i draw the line?” When does it become an obsession instead of a source of satisfaction for hard work?

3. You notice a lot more when you have a purpose in mind. I’ve driven past this area numerous times, hung out with friends in the cafe’s/restaurants and shopped in the area. Never did i think that i could pray for anything and everything i saw. With this purpose in mind to pray as the Lord leads, i began to notice so much more, the people, the condition of the shops, the public amenities and began to pray for these specific things. I noticed the news house and prayed. I noticed the Starbucks that hired deaf people and prayed for more opportunities like this in the country. There is just so much to pray for if you just open your eyes and see.

4. The sower and the seed. In the bible there is the parable of the sower and the seed. There were different types of grounds that the seeds fell on and each reacted differently. Some grew, some did not. This is not my own reflection but a leader’s, but i find it rings absolutely true. As mentioned before, the area that we went to was affluent. And she said that she felt like this was hard ground. The receptiveness to the gospel was difficult here because people were comfortable and busy chasing money to stop and think about the truth in the gospel. Even if they did, it does not offer them what their heart desires. This is why when my leader asked me if i felt anything about the area, at first i thought i wasn’t feeling anything, but thinking about it now, i did feel something, i just didn’t think it related to the prayer walk. It was emptyness. Behind all the facade of wealth, there was this emptyness that needed to be filled.

5. It’s a competition to get your attention. On our route there were a total of three malls that we passed by. We could even stop and walk in if we wanted to. A leader noticed that the way advertisement in the mall were designed spoke to the core of human needs. The need for finding a place of belonging. One shop called itself the house of luggage, and we are constantly looking for a home, and our true destination should be the House of God. Also phone shops were advertising connectivity with loved ones, and as much as that is important, it is also important to connect with the Father. And so, there are so many things that compete for our attention and it is easy to get swayed from trying to connect with God when you’re bombarded with advertising day in day out. I never noticed till now, but being a city girl, this had become the norm and i didn’t realize its effect on me. So, less shopping? haha

6. Racial unity. There were some houses along the road and we took some time to guess who stayed there. The funny thing was that it was really easy to guess based on what they displayed at the front of their house and we noticed that malay, chinese and indian residents lived side by side. In the city this is really difficult to find, and so far i’ve been talking about the negatives, so this is one of the positives of this area. That there is a quiet sense of community amongst the loud noise of the pubs and cafes.

Restarting my blog and brushing off the dust



I’m not even going to come up with excuses. I have not blogged for a long time. I look back and i cringe at the things i wrote, but hey, i’m not gonna delete them because one day it’ll prove useful (i hope). So why am i back? I recently joined a cell/small group where i met a girl who does missions work. After we had prayed together, she said that she felt God had told her that there was a gift that brought me joy in the past and that i had forgotten. And that God wanted me to start using it again, for Him. I was skeptical at first and said the first thing that came to my mind which was teaching/education. But it didn’t feel right. It was a few weeks later that I felt heavy in my heart and pulled out my journal (in which i write by hand, the best way in my opinion) that i finally realised that it was writing. Writing had always brought me joy, it help/s me figure things out, i am better at expressing myself in writing, etc. So you can roughly guess why i’m brushing off the dust off this blog and starting it up again. I’m not saying that THIS is the blog that was specified, but for now, it’s a place to start.

My writing is extremely rusty. I’m not saying that my older posts were the best of my writing ability, i’m referring to the research papers i wrote for university. Those were the days i could churn out a 7 page paper in 3 hours. I’m not trying to brag here, i’m saying that there was a reason i could do that, it was because i practiced writing on a regular basis. Refining it to the point that i knew what to look out for, what my weaknesses were, how to plan out a good essay that was coherent and structured. I miss that. I’m personally mad at myself for allowing it to go this far. It’s like exercise, if you don’t keep it up, you loose stamina and the strength. All that effort going to waste is what pains me the most. That’s what i hope to get back to and from there to write about things that interest me in the best way possible.

So what does this entail. Probably lots of cringe worthy posts. Lots of posts that go everywhere and you never find the point. Lots of ramblings about my life (i’ll edit it to be less rambly i promise). Hits and misses. Cheers to starting out again.

On Fasting Day 1


Yesterday was the start of the 40 Day fast and prayer and to be perfectly honest, I wasn’t as prepared as I was in the past. Usually we would be given a few days notice and there would be conversations about why we fast and so on, but back here it’s dive into it and that was a something i had to adjust to. Friends had already chosen what they wanted to fast and so on but me, i didn’t even think the actual fasting was important. Nevertheless, I dived into it and one of the things that was recommended was to read 10 chapters of the bible a day. Since i didn’t have a plan i decided to just go for it. There wasn’t much to expect, my mind wasn’t in the right state and mentally i had not been prepared, but as i read the verses and took time to think about them, i realised that my spiritual man was hungry.

I read the media and news everyday, i’m updated with the latest happenings in the world and i pride myself on that, but today it hit me, i’ve been doing all that and forgetting the importance of reading the word. That is the only way to get to know God better other than prayer, and it’s hard work. Funny how it’s hard work because it shouldn’t be. And that is what this act of fasting is for, it’s not to lose weight or to purposely starve ourselves. It’s to carve out time to spend time with God, to be spiritually fed and to learn to depend on Him for strength and nourishment.

From past experiences, fasting has always presented me with different experiences and i’m now excited to see what is in store this time. Oh don’t get me wrong, i believe i will be mad and hangry, but i’m looking forward to diving into the word and learning more about the wonderful God i serve.

Never Again


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Never Again

Never; will life as we know it change,

East and the west may be divided,

But freely are we able to move between.

The conflict lies amongst the governments, 

Again we tell ourselves that,

It will never concern us or our families.

Whispers of change are getting louder,

Another neighbor has left yet again,

We sit here,


The day begins as usual,

We get ready to cross to the other side,

There is a crowd where the divide is,

Guards are posted by barbed wire,

What are they protecting?

There is a silent divide between guard and civilian,

Suddenly someone runs towards them,

We hear a shot, again and again,

The cold reality hits us,

Never did we ever believe,

this day would come.

With that barbed wire,

Never will we cross freely again,

Never will we live in peace,

Never will we forget missed opportunities,

Never will we be complacent,

Never will we keep quiet again,

Never will we doubt again,

Never Again

Was looking through some postcards i got from my recent trip to Germany and the ones that hit me the most were the ones picturing the Berlin wall in the 1960s. I’ve not read enough to make comments about it, but, just looking at how people looked over the wall or found ways to made me wonder how it felt like to be trapped in there against your own will. Granted, not everyone in East Berlin wanted to go over to the West, but from the many escape attempts we’ve learned about we know that there were definitely those who weren’t in the East on their own will. Why build a wall if there’s nothing to keep in right?

Barbed-wire barricades/Berlin Wall/1961  The Berlin Wall. (Building began on 13 August 1961). - Barbed-wire barricades are erected near the Brandenburg Gate, 14-15 August 1961. - Photo (Gert Schuetz).

Barbed-wire barricades/Berlin Wall/1961 The Berlin Wall. (Building began on 13 August 1961). – Barbed-wire barricades are erected near the Brandenburg Gate, 14-15 August 1961. – Photo (Gert Schuetz).

As such, i’ve made an attempt at poetry writing based on this image that I had. This was the ‘Berlin Wall’ at the very beginning. It was only barbed wire as they could not build a wall overnight, but in terms of restriction, it mirrored those of a wall. I remember the guide telling us stories of people just staring at the barbed wire and people who attempted to cross were shot dead on the spot. Those stories were the basis of this character who believes that what the government is doing has nothing to do with them/him, they keep quiet, ignoring the signs around them until one day they wake up and it’s too late. Even then it takes a rude awakening for them to realize that life will never be the same again. I think that’s how i feel with all the politics, local and international happening around me. It’s easy to just live your life and pretend it won’t affect you, but truth it, it will, eventually. I’m not saying i’ll become a political activist, i wouldn’t know where to start honestly. I think we need to be aware of the issues that arise, start conversations about it, and when it comes the time to act, act wisely.

p.s.Had to use italics to separate the stanza’s as wordpress automatically adjusted it to space everything out evenly.

Mek Awang Local Delights Review


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Made a day trip to Kuala Terengganu this Raya and one of the recommended places to see was the local chinatown. So we made our way there and stumbled across this place. Mek Awang serves traditional and fusion peranakan food. The menu is fun and interesting and the staff that served us was well informed about the dishes and recommended some good stuff.

Good for: brunch, lunch and tea.

We tried:

  1. Nasi Hailam Ayam Goreng Berempah (Hailam rice with fried rempah chicken)
  2. Nasi Lemak Ayam Goreng Berempah (Nasi Lemak with fried rempah chicken)
  3. Kay Hong with White Rice (Peranakan style braised chicken with Melaka sugar)

One thing that i liked about the menu was that they had the ‘core dish’ like Nasi Hailam (Hailam rice) for example, and then you could pair it with ayam kari (curry chicken) so you’re not just stuck with one choice. When it says premium on the side, it just means that the portion is bigger which is a good choice if you’re really hungry. I would say that even the normal serving is filling for the average person as you can see from the picture below. This was what i ate and they were generous with the chicken and rice.

Kay Hong with white rice

Kay Hong with white rice


A visual of some of their recommended menu items


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I would say that the prices are reasonable and it’s cheaper than what you would get in Kuala Lumpur. It would definitely be a $$ on Yelp just to give you an idea of the price range if you’re on a budget.


The server who took our order was really chatty and friendly and made good recommendations, the other staff could be better and more attentive as it was a little difficult to get their attention.

Additional comments:

This is the first place i’ve seen that serves uniquely Malaysian waffles. We’ve heard of chicken and waffles in America, well here there’s curry chicken and waffles, cendol waffles, egg and sambal waffle. I’m really impressed by this and you can see the fusion of east and west in their menu. You can see the same thing for the spaghetti dishes that was in the picture above.

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If i didn’t take a picture of the menu, many of my friends would not believe it and that’s what i love about this place, the creativity with local delights. So if you’re craving peranakan food but you’re bored of the usual stuff then pop by this place. Or if you’re feeling too drained by the sun and want some refreshing, cool and tasty desserts then also come by!

I give this place 4 stars!

A tribute to underrated Disney Movies


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Pandora recently reminded me of the Disney movie “Meet the Robinsons” as it played the credit song “Little Wonders”. Many people don’t know this Disney movie and i think it lacked the marketing that most Disney Princess movies gets. And that got me thinking, this movie is really good, there’s some genuinely funny jokes and a good story about finding family. I don’t want to ruin the movie for you if you haven’t watched it, but if you’re looking for something that will make you laugh, has some time travel in it, and reminds you about what family can mean then watch this movie. It also got me thinking about the other movies that don’t get as much attention, I have to admit that these movies have males as the main figure which tend to take the backstage compared to the princesses. I guess you could say that this is a funny gender anomaly when it comes to Disney? Anyway, here are two other movies which i really love but never got the recognition it deserves.

Treasure Planet

Based on the novel Treasure Island, but as the planet part of the title might tell, it’s in outer space, where humans live amongst aliens and instead of space ships we have space boats built in the early 1700 Georgian style complete with Georgian styled clothing too. I have not read treasure Island, but this movie has the underlying theme of a boy growing up to be a man and what it means to take responsibility for your own life. There’s also some really painful stuff if you look closely, one of it is rejection by a family member. If you watch the music video for the song “i’m still here” by the goo goo dolls below you can see that a life changing point in Jim’s life was when his father walked out on his mother and him when he was still a young boy, maybe 10. I mean, come on, that is some real shit, sorry but there’s no other way to put it. It reflects real life and for some kids, that’s the reality they live in. Broken relationships between a couple affect the children the most no matter how old they are. I don’t want to get into my whole take on what I think about relationships in general because that’s a while different conversation. But this movie shows that despite that experience, Jim was able to learn how to stop using his father as an excuse and be his own man. Revisiting this movie got me thinking about his mother too, and how much she sacrificed for her son, how many years she must have suffered just holding out for a man who did not appreciate her. She’s not a key character in the movie, maybe gets five minutes, but i’m glad that she stayed for her kid, she tried her best to raise him up right and in the end Jim saw that and thanked his mother in the best way he knew how, by making her proud.

I remember as a kid i really loved this movie because there was the whole adventure thing too and the space surfing, come on, that is cool and I want to sky dive because of this movie. The one thing that resonated with me was the song i mentioned above and its lyrics. I think i was 11 when i watched it, but I love the chorus and the bridge because it struck home, i guess when you’re that age you generally go through these feelings and thoughts, heck, i’m feeling it now and it’s been more than 10 years.


And I want a moment to be real
Wanna touch things I don’t feel
Wanna hold on and feel I belong
And how can the world want me to change
They’re the ones that stay the same


They can’t tell me who to be
‘Cause I’m not what they see


Atlantis: The Lost Empire

Next up is this movie, i’m referring to the first movie because the sequel was terrible. The story follows Milo, a linguist and avid believer in Atlantis. He is seen as crazy by the rest of the museum because of his search for the lost continent and is often made fun of and taken advantage of. First of, hey, this guy is a linguist, i did not know what that was till i took linguistic classes in college and guess what, i analyzed this movie for one of my linguistics assignments! It might just be me, but how many cartoon characters have jobs titles like Linguist or Museum Curator. As someone who has experience in both sides, I have a new found appreciation for this movie, i just wish someone would have pointed it out to me. Moving on, this movie has no singing in it, there’s the soundtrack for sure, but no one bursts out in song, just another great feature of Disney movies with male protagonists. (on a side note, Hercules is one exception that i can think of at the moment) One theme that resonated with me was the one about chasing your dreams no matter what people said about it. When he was at the museum, he was made fun of by the directors, when he went on the expedition, his teammates were less than enthusiastic about the sense of adventure and more interested in the money, and in the end, when it came to saving the place, he plucked out his courage and saved the day. Just one note on family since i talked about it in Treasure planet, if i’m not wrong, his parents died in an expedition and he was raised by his grandfather. And his grandfather eventually passed away. Milo is not the kind of guy you would see as cool or want to hang out with, Audrey said that he was one of those guys she would beat up in the cafeteria. That kind of gives you an image of a timid but intelligent kind of guy, but when you start talking about Atlantis, he can’t shut up, and i think that’s what many introverts are like. As an introvert myself i don’t really talk much even amongst my close friends. It’s only when it comes to topics that interest both sides that i begin to talk on and on. And this is true of any conversation, we like to talk about things we’re interested in but i don’t think we should label someone as quiet just because they seem like it. Like i say to myself, it’s not like i don’t like to talk, it’s just that you’re not talking about things that interest me. As for the real issues here, I think a view of introverts is one, another is about motivations. The scary part that always got me was how the bad guys were so driven by the love of money that they would kill an entire civilization just to get it. We’re talking genocide, and as we’ve seen in the real world, this is not something common, nor is it something that no one would ever think of doing, it has been done, several times too. The amount of selfishness involved here is real, there are people out there that are so selfish that they would take down everyone with them so that they won’t be the ones suffering alone for their own decision. That’s also some heavy stuff for a kids movie.

Disclaimer: I’m not saying the princess movies don’t have any depth in them, they do, especially the more recent ones. I think that these movies deserve to get more recognition too. Also, I’ll add in more movies once i remember them, you know, life has gotten in the way of movie watching.



Carpets and rugs in a Museum


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I recently came back from a road trip to Texas and on the way i visited a couple of museums, two in particular that i’m thinking of in terms of the topic of carpets is Graceland, the home of Elvis Presley and the McFaddin-Ward House. Both places claim to have the original carpet or rugs that were present when the owners were alive. Personally I have a hard time believing them at Graceland because millions of people have walked in and out of that house, including the time when Elvis was alive and to say that the carpet is the original one that he had, even if they changed it a couple of days before he died is still hard to believe. I walked on that carpet and i could just imagine people with mud and wet shoes walking all over it. How they’re going to keep the original as it is with the current situation? I don’t know, even if they were to put a glass walkway over it, you’ll still have to think about discoloration and off gassing. Again, i’m having a hard time believing that it’s the original so i don’t have much to say about it.

At the McFaddin-Ward house they have all the furnishings in place as it was when the family lived there. And I do believe that the carpets and rugs are the original ones unless they specifically stated that it was changed when the house underwent renovations to become a museum. When it came to the carpet, the museum decided to keep the original carpet where it was placed, but to preserve it, they decided to put another carpet on top of the original for visitors to step on. I think this works to a certain extent because there is still contact with the carpet and that will cause wear and tear or even stretching because the carpet, which i will refer to as the walking carpet, was placed on one end. The strain will be focused on that end unless they switch the ends from time to time. Also, i think putting this walking carpet on top of the original puts it in danger of uneven discoloring because sunlight will discolor the carpet, but if the carpet is just left there the whole time, the spot under the walking carpet will not discolor as much as the rest of the surface area. So here we have two problems, stretching and uneven discoloring. I think that if the museum switches the carpet around so that different ends are exposed to the walking carpet that would reduce the stretching and strain on just one end, and if the walking carpet was removed from the original at the end of each day, this should help reduce the obvious discoloring that will eventually happen. According to the docent, the carpet is really fragile, and the items are over a 100 years old, so i think if they’re really wanting to keep the originals in good shape, i hope they have some sort of long term plan for it. I’m not sure about this, but perhaps put a backing to support the rug if it became too fragile.

So this is just my personal thoughts on original carpets and rugs in museums such as these, the floor is an artifact you can’t help but let people “touch” it because they need to walk on the ground, if it’s a rug, you could always place it away from the walkway, but a carpet, that’s a little more difficult. On this topic though, I love this video from Historic Royal Palaces England where they’re cleaning a tapestry, it’s not a carpet, but the idea is almost the same as a rug. Here’s the video for your viewing pleasure. As a museum nerd I’ve watched this a couple of time in awe of the dedication and care they put into preserving their artifacts.


A New Category to the Chateau



It’s been a couple of years since i’ve added a new category to this blog of mine and i think it’s important as it reflects how i’m acknowledging how history and museums have become such an important part of who i am, i now work at a museum as an intern and i’m looking at the next step whether that be another internship or grad school. Despite what the result will be, this is definitely something that i want to identify as an important aspect of my life. All the other categories are snippets of things i’m interested in and regrettably i’ve been busy with life to write about it. But hey, this blog has evolved as i have evolved over these past few years and it’s an exciting and interesting aspect to me. So stay tuned and i’ll try to put all sorts of things that interest me or pop up as i write and share it with you.

An Invaluable Asset to Society


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This comic explains it all, libraries and may i add museums (especially the ones that offer free admission) are a valuable asset to society especially the ones who do not have the resources to buy books or travel. I have been to the Smithsonian museums, the Museums in London, they are all free and have an extensive collection that spans the many centuries of human history. They hold the knowledge that human civilization has gathered and discovered over time in a single place and it is fascinating. My favorite experiences have been in museums where I learn by experiencing and looking at artifacts from the times or being at the place where history was made. You learn all sorts of things, how the human experience was in a certain time period and how it compares to today, and there is that connection that you make with the past. I believe that governments providing free access to libraries and museums is a public service that is worth the tax money you pay. An educated public is an asset to society.