Showing posts with label Valleys Of Life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Valleys Of Life. Show all posts

Saturday, January 14, 2012

Bring Me!

Passing along the aisle while looking at those eyes which convey the message "we are bored, how long still before we reach the place"?, though for sure they know the answer.  My answer, just smile.  I feel them.

Returning flight from Kathmandu to Bahrain for 5.30 hours flight, no entertainment on that flight and we are all done with our service.  Given away all our English newspapers and showed Sudoku and Word Search pages to at least entertain and consume their time.  Time flies fast when you are busy ;-). 

"Sister, sister" one calls out,  "Where is my reward? I finished it already", showing the Word Search page with pen circled words.  "Me too",  from the opposite row.  :-))))) 

They are bored, I am too, my team also, so to speak and I can't stand those questioning eyes...what can I do to make those eyes wink with a glee.  

Thought of games that is easy for them, to entertain them, for them to have fun.  Bring Me!  Consult the idea to the flying crew and they even shared idea on what items to Bring.  :-).  Cool.  

Bring Me! Is a game where the host of the game ask the participants to bring the requested items.

All are attentive and looking so ready for the game.


Bring Me!!!

Bring Me...a white hair strand!  The 4th row...here! here! My Mama!  The woman took a hair strand from her mom sitting next to her!  Can you imagine how much laugh in there?!
Bring Me...a 1 rupee coin!  Ahhh that was easy, more are showing the coins :-). Again, this is working, they are participating.

Bring Me...a red ballpen!  No one have a red pen.


Bring Me...a red wallet!  Ha! Ha! Ha!  Most of them shows a dark brown leather wallet, of course that is not the one we are looking for...Here comes red!!!!

Bring Me...red socks!  I was having a second thought about this item because I had a fun-tastic blue-cheese socks smell on the outbound flight while passing at the cabin when lights are off :-).  Who cares about the smell when everybody is having fun.  Bring me Red Socks!

A lady showed pink.  Sorry sister, that's pink!  :-)  Unfortunately, no one wear red socks that time :-).

Bring Me...red shoes! 
Oh he is coming. Sir, that is is brown!  Nice try there :-))). 
Someone from the back is coming. Yes! This one is RED :-))))

Bring Me...red t-shirt!
A passenger came with his stripe colors :-).   Hmmm your's are two colors. 
There one coming from the back. Come on down...red t-shirt!  :-).

Five winners is all we can have.  One of our fellow crew prepared surprise for the winners!

Clap! Clap! Clap!
That was fun :-)







BN- KTM-BAH
Smith.Qazi
Yasmeen. Pim. Bhawana
12 January 2012

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Generation Gap

Generation gap referring to differences between people of a younger generation and their elders, especially between a child and their parent's generation.

Thinking of my mom being alone in our flat on her recent vacation in Bahrain when my sister and I are both at work.  Doing our house chores, television and telephone are her outlets on completing days when she was alone.

My mom had her secretarial course in college in the year of type-writers. 
I remember Mr. Postman's delivery of letters takes seven to fourteen days. 
Comes next the voice tape-recorded messages are being sent., instead of letters.
Pagers then used by business "on-the-go" people, receiving messages wherever they go.  The use of the landline phone still needed to communicate to the operator and send the message.
Cellphone came, the one with long antennas and bigger phones available only from a few major telecoms, followed by more designs, specifications of phones.

Same thing from personal computer 'desktop" to a laptop, to a netbook, to the palm-sized iphone.
Generation of technology is fast changing. 

My mom had to learn how to use a mobile phone in order for us to contact her wherever she goes and thus for her to send us SMS when only a few seconds count to reach its receiver.

Home, mom used to have someone to call her when yahoo messenger is set for chatting.

In Bahrain, she has to learn how to operate the computer by herself when we are at work.  My sister and I encouraged her.   It was just like a bigger size of a cellphone and it is just like sending SMS when chatting. Video calling from the laptop is simply like calling from a mobile phone.  From power on, log-in into Facebook, browsing till power off, all had been taught to her.

It was fun for her exchanging messages and receiving comments on her posted photos on Facebook. 
I was just behind her for the instructions.  She has to learn to press the keys by herself.  She at times got confused where the letters are and lost her patience for not remembering all the given instructions. 

There are non-stop and continuing on developing technologies.  We have to learn to adapt to the world were we in.  If it is not learned in the first instance then try it again.  It takes time and practice, add to that the patience to master it.