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This morning was a meaningful one. There was a health carnival held at the Rukun Tetangga at Brickfields, right beside YMCA.

It was free admission for the public. People who registered can get free tests for BMI, blood pressure, blood glucose, cholesterol and subsidized mammogram for ladies. There were also booths for Traditional Chinese Medicine treatment, organ donation pledge and doctors consultations from Life Care Centre. To add on to the already long list, there were also beauty talks and health talks with free physiotherapy.

All photos below courtesy of Danny Chew from the Chew Association

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Registration started as early as 8.30 am

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The counter got merrier later

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"What's my height?" at the BMI corner

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2 drops of blood - one for blood glucose, one for cholesterol

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Health tests and mammogram booth

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Beauty talk

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Health talk by a physiotherapist who taught how to exercise properly

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What is organ donation? Ali (right) from National Transplany Resource Centre answer queries

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Hoong Ling (left), National Ambassador for Organ Donation, discusses a topic with Ali (right)

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Traditional Chinese Medicine (TCM) booth

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Chinese Physician, Chew Wah Chye in action

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Treatment for a patient at the TCM booth

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Group photo for the day

Dear Editors,
Yesterday, Facebook announced that users will be able to update their Timeline with an organ donor status. The move, Mark Zuckerberg, its founder, said will shed lights to 114,000 United States citizens waiting for live-saving organs.
If you have pledged to donate your organs after death and on Facebook, do update your status by going to your Timeline, click on “Life Event” and then “Health & Wellness.” You’ll see the option for “Organ Donor” and can add when and where you registered and your personal story. Asians may only get to update their status later.
For those who would like to pledge their organs and register as a pledger, Voice of Women Association Kuala Lumpur and Selangor also developed a Facebook application for Malaysians. You can pledge organ on Facebook via the pagehttp://facebook.com/SpreadLoveSaveLives and click on the PLEDGE NOW button.
In Malaysia, we have 15,000 people awaiting organs and over 13,000 are kidney patients on dialysis program. Hundreds of people die every year due to lack of organs. With only less than 200,000 or less than 1% of Malaysian population pledged their organs, I feel the 15,000 waiting patients will see no light at the end of the tunnel.
Each person who donates all organs and tissues after death could save up to eight lives and enhance the lives of over 50 people. Let us give hope and shed lights to patients in the waiting list. Spread love and save lives, pledge your organs today!

卓天,面子书(Facebook)披露了用户们将能够以器官捐献者的身份更新他们时间轴(Timeline)的状态。面子书首席执行官马克.扎克伯格认为,这个举动将可以让更多人得悉在美国有11万4千个等着救命器官的人。

如果你登记了在死亡后捐献器官,你可以在面子书上更新你的状态,到时间轴页面点击“生活事件”(Life Event),下拉菜单至“健康与保健”(Health and Wellness),然后你会看到“器官捐献者”的选项。你可以加上你什么时候和在哪里登记捐献器官,当然还可以分享你个人的故事。

至于那些想要报名成为捐献器官的人,雪隆女声也为马来西亚人推动了一个面子书申请。你可以在面子书上通过此链接http://facebook.com/SpreadLoveSaveLives,点击“现在登记”(PLEDGE NOW)的按钮,立即成为器官捐献者。

在马来西亚,我们有1万5千个人在等待器官和超过1万3千个人是仍在洗肾的肾功能衰竭患者。每年有数百人因为器官短缺而丧失性命。正因为只有少过20万或者少过百分之一的马来西亚人口登记成为器官捐献者,我觉得那1万5千个病患不会看见希望的光芒。

每一个在死亡后捐献器官和身体组织的人可以救上8条人命甚至能让超过50人生活得更好。让我们一起来为在等待器官移植的病患带来希望并且让更多人知道此情况。传播爱,拯救生命,今天就捐献器官吧!

I am so happy with latest development in medical science.

Lab-made organs could help solve global organ donor shortage
http://www.medindia.net/news/lab-made-organs-could-help-solve-global-organ-donor-shortage-98685-1.htm

It is the happiest news indeed. If the development could push on the “fast forward” button, more lives can be saved, human trafficking related to human organ trading could be completely eliminated and thousands and thousands of patients in the waiting list will see rays and lights of hope and lives can be normal again.

I have always been looking forward for such development because I feel the future of organ donation should rely on medical science and the invention of machines which could sustain lives.

Dear Editor,
The recent news in The Star 12th March, 2012 “Ministry: Laws on organ transplant need to be drafted”, I am very concern with the development of organ donation and organ transplantation in Malaysia.
As a living liver donor myself, I have understood and privileged to experience the complications and after-effects of giving part of my liver to someone. The country has over 20,000 people waiting for organs with kidney patients top the list. Yet many die while waiting for organs due to insufficient organs from cadaveric donors.
The potential of cadaveric donors is very high, looking at the number of accidents reported daily. However, the plight of these patients often goes unheard due to our selfishness. When there is a lack of organs from cadaveric donors, living donors are sought for organs to be transplanted.
Therefore, the rise of organ trading, black market and human trafficking related to organs sale. This must put to a complete stop.
Malaysians, let us ACT! Let us put the plight of thousands of people in the waiting list be heard! Pledge to donate your organs after death at http://agiftoflife.gov.my and talk to your family members about your decision. 
More to be done if all of us could just chip in every little effort. Bring the topic of organ pledge to “teh tarik” session, be an advocate, understand the cause through Internet and educate yourself, help at any organ pledge campaign and even better, organise one. Get someone to give a talk in your organisation, places of worship, office and even at home! I’d be glad to contribute in sharing my experience as part of my effort to promote organ donation.
For every organ recipient you save, do remember you are saving another life who could have been killed for their organs to be sold. Let us do it today. Pledge your organs at http://agiftoflife.gov.my
CHEW HOONG LING
Saudara Pengarang,
Merujuk berita terkini dalam akhbar tempatan The Star 12 Mac 2012 “Kementerian: Undang-undang pemindahan organ perlu digubal,” saya amat prihatin dengan perkembangan pendermaan organ dan pemindahan organ di Malaysia.
Sebagai seorang yang telah mendermakan sebahagian hati, saya telah memahami dan berpeluang merasai perasaan, komplikasi dan kesan pendermaan sebahagian hati itu kepada seseorang. Malaysia mendaftarkan lebih daripada 20,000 pesakit yang menunggu organ terutamanya pesakit buah pinggang. Namun, ramai menemui ajal dek menanti organ yang sesuai kerana kekurangan penderma organ.
Memandang bilangan kemalangan yang dilaporkan setiap hari amatlah tinggi, maka Malaysia mempunyai potensi yang amat besar untuk pendermaan organ. Walau bagaimanapun, seruan pesakit-pesakit ini sering tidak didengar kerana kita mementingkan diri kita. Apabila terdapat kekurangan organ daripada penderma orang yang sudah meninggal dunia, penderma hidup dicari sebagai ganti terbaik untuk pendermaan organ.
Oleh itu, perdagangan organ, pasaran gelap dan penyeludupan manusia yang berkaitan dengan penjualan organ meningkat. Perkara ini harus dihentikan!
Rakyat Malaysia, marilah kita BERTINDAK! Marilah kita memberi harapan kepada beribu-ribu orang dalam senarai menunggu organ! Berikrarlah untuk mendermakan organ selepas kematian di laman http://agiftoflife.gov.my dan bincang dengan ahli keluarga anda mengenai keputusan anda.
Setiap individu mampu membawa perubahan kepada kehidupan manusia. Bincangkan topik pendermaan organ semasa sesi teh tarik, fahamilah pendermaan organ melalui internet, berikanlah bantuan di mana-mana kempen pendermaan organ dan lebih baik lagi jika anda dapat menganjurkan kempen kesedaran derma organ di kawasan anda. Dapatkan penceramah untuk memberi ceramah di organisasi anda, tempat beribadat, ataupun di rumah! Saya turut berasa amat gembira jika dapat menyumbang tenaga dengan berkongsi pengalaman saya sebagai seorang penderma hati.
Untuk setiap penerima organ yang anda selamatkan, ingatlah bahawa anda juga menyelamatkan satu lagi nyawa yang mungkin diambil supaya organ-organ mereka dijual. Marilah kita berikrar untuk menjadi penderma organ hari ini melalui laman web http://agiftoflife.gov.my
CHEW HOONG LING
Presiden, Persatuan Suara Wanita Kuala Lumpur dan Selangor

Sering kali kebelakangan ini, tetiba saya menjadi lebih terkenal dari dulu. Bukannya tidak pernah menikmati kehidupan ‘glamour’, maklumlah saya bekas pengacara televisyen untuk Selamat Pagi Malaysia.

Tetapi kali ini, ‘glamour’ itu tertumpu kepada bab pendermaan organ saya kepada seorang budak perempuan yang tidak saya kenali. Acapkali saya melihat orang terkejut, tergamam dan tercengang sebentar apabila diperkenalkan sebagai ‘Hoong Ling yang pernah mendermakan hati kepada seseorang yang tidak dikenali’.

Pada mulanya memang rasa janggal apabila berdepan dengan reaksi begini tetapi lambat laun saya jadikan topik pengenalan itu sebagai kempen derma organ mini. Setiap kali diperkenalkan yang say telah menderma hati kepada orang lain, saya mulalah menjadi perisai peluru – bertalu-talu soalan ditujukan.

‘Ha? Derma hati? Jadi takde hatilah sekarang!?’ ‘Wah penerima hati itu pasti orang yang kau sayang rapat kan?’ ‘Ye ke? Hati boleh diderma masa masih hidup?’

Teh tarik satu! Berbuih bukan teh tarik, berbuih mulut menceritakan pengalaman. Kalau berbuih teh tarik tu kena bayar RM1.30, yang berbuih mulut bercerita tu, bayarlah sikit. Tapi saya tidak pula meminta bayaran, malah saya memberi…… Satu borang derma organ setiap seorang.

Barulah nampak pelbagai reaksi lagi, banyaklah soalan yang bertalu-talu! Namun, jika salah seorang mengisi borang dan berjaya menjadi pengikrar menderma organ, saya sudah berjaya. Nilai itu bukan setakat RM1.30, tak terhingga nilai itu walaupun yang dikembalikan itu cuma sekeping borang derma organ yang telah diisi.

Sesi teh tarik saya kini banyak menjadi kempen mini pendermaan organ. Walaupun cara ini lambat tetapi lebih bermakna dan dapat memudahkan orang ramai mengisi dan mengembalikan borang ikrar derma organ demi menjadi seorang pengikrar.

Nak cuba membuihkan mulut saya, mudah je…. Teh tarik berbuih RM1.30 je.. 🙂

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14th January will always be a date to remember. It is now 7.08am as I typed this blog. It was a chilly morning a year before. I was alone in the hospital ward in Gleneagles Singapore, bathed and waiting for my family members to come accompany me to the operation theater (OT).

The hospital attendant came in first with a bed, intended for me to lie on it and then be pushed to the OT. I called my mommy who has arrived earlier yesterday from Ipoh, Malaysia and asked if she is coming. I felt so lonely then. The sky was still dark and the air-conditioning made this kialeng (afraid of cold) lady shiver a bit. The sight of the attendant with the bed was not welcomed as I have expected my family instead.

A year ago, I gave part of my liver away, 60% to be exact, to save a 13-year old girl. Her name was Lee An Qi (pronounce “Chi”). I was wanting to do something today. It was a day I wanted to celebrate the “victory” of conquering her illness which led to a liver transplant. It was a day that I gave new lease of life to someone. I even told her family that we are going to celebrate this day every single year, it will be our year of celebration and we should have dinner together.

Little did we know that she passed away only merely after 8 months of operation. It wasn’t that my liver failed in her – it was due to lungs infections.

I wanted to celebrate this day with a launch of a mascot for organ donation. Apparently, it seems to be difficult to get to the Ministry of Health for such approval. Or shall I say I did not try hard enough though. I didn’t want to mess with red tapes and protocol but just that it should be done in a correct way. However, seems like the people in the ministry did not buy in to the idea for now. So, I have decided not to launch it.

My objective was pretty simple, direct and some said, naive. I wanted to increase organ pledges in Malaysia, period. To cut the long story short, I will just do my work. Simple.

I find myself now more relaxed and taking my life easier, unlike last time I will fight my way through it to get things done. I told myself, since my intention is to get more organ pledges, I can slowly influence friends and family members to do it first. Eventually the news will spread and more and more people will pledge organs – and my objective reached. So, why mess with the ministry when I can do that myself? In the end, it will not worth my energy, time and effort so why not concentrate my full energy time and effort towards reaching my objective?

I appreciate friends who have helped me and a few even gave cash contributions which I should return soon. I will still maintain dortie.com with its blog and website but will not make it a hoo-haa until the time is right. I want to thank Anas for giving his advice, attention, energy and even getting his PA to help in this launch which never did launched!

Dortie, a mascot for organ donation, which is acronym for Donate Organ Today, Inspire Everyone! It was supposed to be a mascot for me and a website to accompany the book I am writing about my journey but I thought to bring it to the national level. And the naive me forgot everything about the red tapes with governments.

Anyway, back to January 14th. My Dad asked yesterday if I was launching Dortie. I said nope and just kept quiet. He solemnly look at me in my eyes, sighed and said, “If only An Qi was still alive, we should have celebrated today.” It was sad for me and my family. I am crying as I type this, it seems sad to me that An Qi passed on although I have always said that it is good for her. She has suffered bone cancer and then lungs infection, getting in and out the hospital for almost 2 years was stressful for her.

Did I regret or feel wasted? NO! In fact as a friend said, even giving life to another person for another minute will be very meaningful, what more she got 8 months.

But as much as I have saved her, she has given me much more! She has given back my life as I now stopped many organizations I joined and eventually focus on spreading organ donation awareness. I also gained my health back and time with family.

Our story has also inspired more people donating organs which saved even more lives. Our story will sooner or later inspire more people to pledge organs, more than what we think we could reach. Although not with us now, An Qi will surely be the person who has left a legend in helping promote organ donation awareness. And I will live with the mission to increase organ pledges so eventually our story helps save lives!

In memory of An Qi (the recipient of my liver)

This year Hari Raya Aidilfitri was meaningful although it was welcomed with sorrow.

Memories I had during childhood was really fun during Hari Raya. I will go to many Malay houses to visit them during Hari Raya. My immediate neighbours are Malays so I grew up with Malay children because they are the ones around my age. Suhaiza was a year younger than me – she was the eldest in the Zamri family. Suhaiza has a sister, Nurul and two brothers, Azhar and Arif.

I learnt from them how they recite the al-Quran when I see Encik Zamri sitting beside Arif with a short stick pointing to the holy Quran while Arif will recite them as instructed. It was from there that I wanted to understand my fellow neighbours and to be exact, best friends, better.

I had Malay classmates who stayed within the housing area where I stay in Taman Cicely, Teluk Intan, too. They were Hanim from the Ghazalli family and errm… well I forgot their names (it proves that I am old!). I still keep in touch with Hanim. Her house number was 403 – big numbering at the front wall of her house. Hanim’s father was a teacher and we were really close together at childhood. We were separated when she was off to the Religious School during Form 4 (4th year of high school) or Form 5.

One day, I went back to Teluk Intan, my aunt, Lena, related that a girl came looking for me. She was looking for me, hoping that Auntie Lena could at least provide my handphone number. Auntie Lena couldn’t search in time so she left a note. I read the note “Hanim” and her phone number written on the note, I almost felt like jumping with joy. I just had a thought about her a week ago!

During Hari Raya, my friends and I will gather together in a spot. I will first visit Hanim and children got together. We visited almost every house in the area with an open gate. I was told that if the gate is opened, guests are welcomed to enter. At that time, I was the only Chinese lady in the crowd. All other children wore baju kurung and beautiful clothes while I clad in my T-shirt and a pair of shorts. I am really used to being the only Chinese girl in many occasions by now so much so that I gave in to admit I am bangsa Malaysia more than a Chinese. I was the only Chinese lady in Persatuan Pemuda Negara, the only Chinese lady in occasions where we did street demonstrations during 911, the only Chinese lady in Biro Tatanegara camps and in many occasion, the only Chinese lady in meetings and conferences.

Being children and following the crowd, I came to understand the reason for the house-to-house visit – for duit raya (small packets with money)! We will walk in a house with open gate, shout a loud “Selamat Hari Raya” and “Assamualaikum” to the reply of “Mualaikumsalam..” Then we dashed in the house, sat down and greeted the host by shaking hands (with both palms) and kissing their hands and then placed it to our foreheads lightly.

As I followed the crowd, I also sat with them, eating the available biscuits and we always have cold drinks – orange juice and syrup will be the main drinks in most houses. The feel of refresh orange and ice cooling down the throat was great since we had to walk far and long to scout for houses with open gates! The group of children will leave only after receiving their duit raya.

By the time we reach almost the third house, I start feeling bloated with biscuits and drinks, especially after sumptuous meal at the first house – Hanim’s house – with ketupat, lemang, rendang and curry. So, subsequent houses that we visit were only to sit, sip a drink and collect duit raya!

After a long day, visited almost more than 10 houses, we got back home in the evening. I still remember the joy and happiness of opening each packet. Pops drop a 20sen as I turned the packet around. Sometimes the packets will drop put 50sen or even RM1. I will count the shillings – at times about RM2 and some years I could collect about RM5, depending on how many houses we visited.

The days were fun. It was only until when I was in Form 1 that I came to realize that the meaning of house visits during Hari Raya was not for duit raya after all. Hari Raya is the day where the Muslims celebrate the “victory” of having fast a whole month. In fact, fasting for about 10 years ago made Hari Raya more meaningful to me, too, although I’m not a Muslim. Muslims will also ask forgiveness from their parents and among siblings for whatever wrongdoings that they have done.

Likewise, visiting each other during Hari Raya was also meant to seek forgiveness from the hosts, further fostering better relationships and to catch up on each others’ well-being. I forgot which year I stopped following my friends to collect duit raya during Hari Raya.

As soon as I left home and could cook myself, I started fasting during Ramadhan. At home, when I wanted to fast, no one would cook so early and no food was available at dawn. Yet, I still wanted to have trial period on fasting so I would take breakfast just like I did before going to school and then fast in school till Maghrib. I find Hari Raya becomes meaningful for me this way. This year, after 6 years couldn’t fast due to stomach ulcer, I successfully fast during Ramadhan for about 20 days. I was all ready to celebrate and even arranged an excursion to visit all Malay colleagues – Negeri Sembilan, Muar, Teluk Intan and Kuala Lumpur. I also wanted to pay a visit to my new friends – Anas and Mahani in Penang.

The first day of Syawal – the first day of Hari Raya, I sent my Vietnamese friends to airport. Nine friends came for a short visit and I took them to Melaka the day before. The night before was really disturbing. I got a call from Alicia – An Qi (the recipient of my liver)’s aunt. She was crying and saying that she called just to inform me An Qi was in the ICU. The whole night, I could sensed that An Qi may not make it. I sms-ed many friends to pray for her and even placed a facebook status so those who read could pray for her. I had strong feelings that she could not make it. The voice over the other end of the phone does not sound “just informing” me. It sounds like “come see her for the last time”.

Remembering my duit raya during Hari Raya when I was a child, I even posted “My best Aidilfitri angpau this year will be to see An Qi, recipient of my liver, be healthy, happy and blessed with long life. She’s in ICU due to infection now, please pray for her.”

I was driving to airport. It was 11.56am on first day of Hari Raya. I thought to visit An Qi after the airport trip so I called her aunt again. I asked how was An Qi and the reply, “An Qi passed away at midnight.”

I was almost speechless. Apparently, she had cancer in the bone, diagnosed somewhere in June (only 5 months after receiving my liver). Subsequent chemotherapy has added toll to her immune system. Everything went on really fine and the chemo was successful. She had lungs infection and in only less than 48 hours, she passed away. When Alicia called the night before, An Qi has already stopped breathing and was put on a respirator.

The day was supposed to be spent with visits to Negeri Sembilan and Muar, cancelled but not too much because of the news but it was because the traffic jam was massive as I drove back from airport. As I saw the car from opposite direction building up to almost a stretch of 3km, my mind thought of An Qi and tears just rolled freely. I can feel my face became wet and I really wanted someone to comfort.

Today, my colleague, Allen and I went to Anas’ house in Penang – continuing the tradition of house visits. Kak Mahani was there and she gave comforting hugs and kisses that I felt so warm. We then went to Teluk Intan to visit another colleague, Hamizan and then back to Kuala Lumpur.

Tomorrow will be An Qi’s funeral and I will attend. Although I did not receive my “duit raya” or the Aidilfitri angpau I wanted this year, Hari Raya was not meant for duit raya anyway. Like Anas said, “You have given her 8 months of life, and a lifetime of hope.”

Although I welcomed this year’s Hari Raya with sorrow, I really appreciate all the comments on facebook, prayers for An Qi, all the comforting sms-es and the fact of knowing I really gave An Qi 8 months of life but not only a lifetime of hope for her. As Allen puts it, I have given hope to almost everyone around me – all of whom know about my liver donation!

I will welcome the next Hari Rayas with joy and meaningful days – not duit raya anymore.

I still remember when I was very small. My parents divorced and I was brought to my hometown, Teluk Intan, purportedly for a “holiday”. That holiday lasted about 15 years.

When I was small, I was the naughtiest girl in the village, Pasir Berdamar (a place where you mention it, everyone in Teluk Intan knew how naughty the children were brought up) and growing up with cousin brothers can’t help much, too. When bitten on the right palm by a neighbour’s dog due to my mischievous, my paternal grandmother quickly summoned that I will be treated with an injection. Fearing injection, being so kiasi (afraid to die), I cried so loud and refuse to go to the clinic until my aunt was asked to follow along. Along with a human being, there also came the accompaniment of a thin, long stick, something call “cane”! Somehow, the sight of a cane was enough to shut my mouth and I readily allowed the doctor to treat and injected on me the necessary treatments. The kiasi me. The small scar still remains till today.

I still remember that a few years before staying in Teluk Intan, I was all about with my aunts, my maternal grandmother and everywhere in Sungai Petani, sometimes Kuala Lumpur and Teluk Intan. Partly due to both parents working and could not take care of me much, I had to follow whoever who could help.

Remembering the times in Sungai Petani where the village shared a common toilet right in the middle of the kampung. Those which you call the jamban, wooden-made cubic, where you go right in, lock yourself and all you can see is a large hole in between your legs. If you look closely, there is nothing more than a bucket at the bottom of the hole. I thought someone will collect the bucket each time it was full.

Since I was so young, I think I was only 3 years old, my aunt reminded me that I should not lock myself. “Just go in and shit/urine.” But being so afraid of exposing myself, again the kiasi, I locked myself one day. And lol and behold, my leg just step right into the hole due to darkness and immediately, I slipped and fell into the jamban hole! Shouting “HELP!” was all I can do. The whole village came to rescue by forcefully opening the jamban door.

I was carried to my home and looking at the “wound”, although not even bleeding, I cried so loud. The ankle was with a small little piece of skin tangling. My aunt wanted to peel it off which I shouted and cried louder. Even with much reassurance that there will be no pain, I still hesitated. The kiasi me… Auntie has to convince me by saying if the skin was to accidentally peeled off, then could be much more in pain. Insisting that it should be removed but the kiasi me still could not believe her.

She then covered that piece of skin with a piece of tissue paper and I cried, too. Auntie said, “I am just covering it… don’t worry!” and as she removed the tissue paper from my ankle, the piece of skin was GONE!!! Although I did not feel anything at all, but the dismiss of the piece of skin made me cried even louder… kiasi. My grandma always use the trick – tucking a spoon to the “Milo” tin and then tucked it right to my mouth to pacify me. Somehow, Milo powder was my favourite since young and that was the best thing to stop me from crying. And grandma knows best!

And did I went in the jamban to do big or small business? I have forgotten…

This morning, I went to Teluk Intan McDonald’s to sahur. When I stepped across the step, I accidentally stepped into a hole, making the same injury I had at the jamban – a small piece of skin at the very same ankle! So, I covered it with a tissue paper and removed it. No, there was no pain at all, although the whole day I felt some tingling pain on that jamban “wound”.

Today, I have a much much larger wound on my abdomen which I will never forget. A wound that will remind me of the dying and how I have saved someone’s life. Being such a kiasi and still dared myself to cut a 14-inch “mercedes” logo on my abdomen. Just how things can change when we grow up.

Let me try to translate the title with my little knowledge (and improving) Mandarin.

“Giving liver to save life, never mind the Mercedes scar”
“Chew Hoong Ling with big heart”
(not sure if I am correct…)

無條件捐肝助陌生人‧周虹伶展現大愛

星洲日報/大都會‧2009.07.12

15年前,剛升上中學的周虹伶在閱讀了捐贈器官的文章後,就做出要捐贈器官的決心;15年後,周虹伶通過互聯網知道14歲的李安祺需要肝臟後,正式踏出捐贈器官的第一步。

從決定捐肝後,周虹伶從醫生口中知道其身上會留下難以磨滅的“馬賽地疤痕”,但她沒有因此而退縮,反而更勇敢地堅持這個念頭。

後來,在朋友鼓勵下,周虹伶萌起要把捐贈器官的心路歷程紀錄下來的念頭,有關書籍將在明年推出,希望藉此鼓勵更多人加入捐贈器官行列,把器官捐贈給有需要的人。

(15 years ago, Chew Hoong Ling after pledging organs, planned to donate organ even if while still alive and 15 years after, she got a chance to give part of her liver to Lee An Qi)


周虹伶在踏出捐贈器官第一步後,希望可以通過自身經歷來勉勵更多人填寫捐贈器官卡,以協助更多需要幫助的人。(圖:星洲日報)

愛閱佛書
自修爪哇語

周虹伶在吉隆坡出生,由於父母都是上班族,所以她從小被寄養在親戚家,直到父母在她4歲離異後,她就住在安順的姑媽家。

由於姑丈是基督徒,所以周虹伶從6歲開始就隨姑丈到教堂去,但這也沒有影響她是佛教徒的信仰觀念。

升上中學時,周虹伶加入佛教會,並開始翻閱佛教書籍。她通過佛教會內的佛教刊物開始認識佛教,也體認到佛教不只是燒香拜拜,加上她從刊物中得到鼓勵,所以她趁華文課到圖書館自修的時段自修爪哇語。

(Since parents divorced at age 4, she stays at her aunt’s house. Since 6 years old, Hoong Ling went to church and eventually discovered Buddhism only in secondary school where she also joins Buddhist Association.)

(**Since I cant read Chinese, so during Chinese classes, a few of my classmates and I were sent to the library – from there I learnt Jawi)

在短短的一年內,周虹伶學會看和寫爪哇字後,也通過互聯網的便利閱讀經翻譯的可蘭經,開始嘗試理解回教教義,並在進入學院求學時連續4年隨同馬來同胞進行齋戒,直到後來因胃部不適後,才在親友勸阻下停止齋戒。

(In about a year, Hoong Ling mastered bahasa jawa **truth is Jawi words** and then went on to read Al Quran and even fast during Ramadhan for 4 years. It was when gastric problems started that she then stopped) **If this year I still can’t fast, it will be the 9th year not fasting**

隨著認識商人阿納斯朱比迪後,周虹伶對阿納斯能掌握多種語言,通曉英文、國語、福建話及少許淡米爾文的本領感到佩服,也開始學習淡米爾文,要更拉近和印度朋友們的距離。

(After knowing entrepreneur, Anas Zubedy and impressed with his ability to speak English, Malay, Hokkien and some Tamil, Hoong Ling also learns Tamil to stay closer with Indian friends. **Truth is I learnt Tamil during schooldays)


年幼的周虹伶(後左2)雖常常出入教堂,卻沒有成為教徒,選擇皈依佛教,法名偉義。(圖:星洲日報)

啟發更多人
響應捐器官

中學時期,周虹伶在閱讀佛教書籍時,發現一個和尚以“捐贈的喜悅”主題寫了一則文,其中提到捐贈器官,讓她也想仿效,於是就在諮詢父親意見後,填寫願意捐贈器官的表格。

那時候,周虹伶也參與扶少團,並在主辦捐血活動時,順便推廣填寫捐贈器官表格。周虹伶才發現,很多人都不知道捐贈器官的存在和其作用,於是她就不時趁機會推廣捐贈器官卡,讓更多人加入願意捐贈器官的行列。

沒想到在填了捐贈器官表的多年後,周虹伶居然在因緣巧合下接到求助信件,她坦言在捐出器官前也面對害怕和憂慮,但她最終一一克服,總算圓了她要助人的心願。

手術後,周虹伶在家休養了一段頗長的日子,除了趁機調養身體外,也沉澱思緒,向未來出發。

(In secondary school, Hoong Ling read an article on Joy of Giving in a book about organ donation and decided to pledge organs. When organising an organ and blood donation campaign after that, she realised many people do not know about organ donation. **I can’t really understand the rest)

青年船計劃
改變人生

中學畢業後,周虹伶到吉隆坡報讀資訊系統科學課程,期間受邀參與電視台BICARA SISWA清談節目,因說得一口流利的國語而被大馬電視台相中,在2002年至2004年主持《大馬早安》(SELAMAT PAGI MALAYSIA)節目。

(After high school, Hoong Ling continued studies in Kuala Lumpur and was invited as panel speaker for Bicara Siswa talk show and eventually became TV Presenter for Selamat Pagi Malaysia from 2002 to 2004)

2003年期間,周虹伶在機緣巧合下,經過重重過關斬將的難關後,和27個青少年代表馬來西亞參與“東南亞青年之船交流計劃”

(Ship for Southeast Asian Youth Programme),擔任大馬青少年大使,到新加坡、雅加達、曼谷、馬尼拉和日本去進行文化交流,體會不同國度的民情風俗。

由於當時還是《大馬早安》主持人,所以周虹伶每到一個地方就會嘗試和電視台連線,讓觀眾知道她的去向。

(In 2003, she was hand-picked by government to be ambassador on board the ship for Southeast Asian Youth Programme.)

長達兩個月的東南亞青年船計劃改變了周虹伶的人生,也成為影響她一生的轉折點。除了可以到多個國家觀光外,也讓她結識了來自11個國家的年輕人,大家互相分享人生觀,豐富了她的見聞。

雖已事隔多年,但周虹伶至今仍和部份團員保持聯繫。

(In that 2 months of the programme, it has changed Hoong Ling’s life – other than “holidaying” in 5 countries, she also meet youths from 11 countries.)

姓名:周虹伶
年齡:29歲
故事:她雖然是一個平凡的女子,可是卻有無私的大愛精神,願意無條件捐助器官給陌生人,也希望自己的經驗可以鼓勵他人填寫捐贈器官卡,協助更多需要幫助的人。

星洲日報/大都會‧2009.07.12


周虹伶從小就膽量驚人,就算不會游泳,也敢在救生圈上隨水漂流。(圖:星洲日報)

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