The Holocaust

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The years 1941 and 1945 saw Nazi Germany murdering six million Jewish men, women, and children. This event was known as The Holocaust and it is also known as the Shoah. It was genocide on a mass scale and six million Jews were murdered under Nazi racial ideology.

January 1933 marked the rise of Nazism and Adolf Hitler became Chancellor of Germany. He turned the nation into a fascist dictatorship. New laws such as the Nuremberg Laws of 1935 stripped Jews of their rights and citizenship and they were sent to death camps where they were murdered along with millions of others who did not fit Hitler’s perception of what a German should look like. His ideology was that “Germanic peoples (termed “Aryans”) belonged to a “master race” that was superior to all other groups.” He also believed in conquering lands so that the Aryan race would have more living space.

He was about 5 feet 9 inches tall, had a slicked back hairstyle, a small square mustache and he was nothing much to look at. However, his policies centered on “totalitarian control, radical racial ideology” and agressive territorial expansion. This would later trigger World War II and the Holocaust.

If there is one event I could erase from history, it would be this one. I would try to erase Hitler’s view that human history is not a struggle between economic classes but more of a biological warfare between races for survival and dominance. It was one of the saddest times in history that saw the killing of innocent men, women, and children. Unfortunately, we are seeing history wanting to repeat itself and fascism is not a thing of the past but doing perfectly fine and well in today’s society. If given a chance, it would gladly step in and repeat what happened back in Nazi Germany.

It was a cruel time, a sad time, and a terrible time that caused lasting pain in the world. Unspeakable crimes were committed, families were torn apart, and millions were killed in the name of a “superior race.” May it never rear its ugly head again and may another Adolf Hitler never rise again!

I hear he is burning in hell for all time!

Daily writing prompt
If you could erase one event from history, what would it be?

Believable Conspiracy Theory

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My ex who is a physicist had a knack for believing in conspiracy theories, in fact he was a conspiracy theorist par excellence! There are many conspiracy theories about money and he took them to heart. I recall about three years ago, he told me that money isn’t going to be worth much in the coming years and that looking at other ways of investing money is the way to go. He was good at managing money, that was one thing he was good at and I listened when he spoke.

He loved investing his money and one of his favorites was investing in stocks. I, on the other hand, am not a risk taker. I didn’t think it was a good idea after seeing him lose money in stocks he had invested in. It wasn’t always a win-win situation, risks were involved. Lucky for him, he won more than he lost. I did look at what he suggested and lo and behold, he was right!

I didn’t invest in stocks but in something else and it doubled its value within a short time! He was right and that conspiracy theory did come true. Money is a scarce commodity these days. The guy is definitely good at what he does and even though he lost some money, he was right in other ways. I’m glad I listened to him in that respect and DID NOT lose any money!

Daily writing prompt
What’s a conspiracy theory you actually find believable?

Dealing with Uncertainty

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I DON’T deal well with uncertainty! Something uncertain shows up meaning that the future is unknown or rather the outcome and I go into my end of the world theatrics. It used to be worse, but ever since I started working on myself, those “theatrics” are few and far between.

I don’t like uncertainty. I’m all about having that crystal ball and knowing what is around the corner and NO surprises please! However, life doesn’t work that way and it loves surprises!

How do I deal with uncertainty? These days my heart still takes off running before I can catch up with it but when I do, I look at everything with a clear and controlled mind. Not always easy but it is getting better. First, I look at the pros (not too many pros usually!), and then I look at the cons. There is a whole slew of them, made up ones sure but they are there all the same. Then I go about tackling each one, one step at a time.

This method seems to work and it doesn’t always give me solutions but at least I’m not sweating bullets and gasping for breath! If truth be told, taking a deep breath helps and not concentrating 24/7 on whatever the problem is helps too.

Daily writing prompt
How do you deal with uncertainty?

Adulting

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There were many moments in the distant past when I thought I had reached adulthood. However, they were false alarms!

The first time I realized that I was on the verge of adulthood was when I moved away from home to further my studies. I would no longer be under the protection that my parents offered. I could run to them anytime I had a problem and I knew that help was near by but that help wasn’t just a phone call away anymore.

However, university brought on a new set of challenges. I had to handle problems on my own from setting up my apartment, getting around campus, making new friends and learning to keep up with the schedule. Those were hard and scary times.

Throw in a stalker in the mix and I thought I was sinking at times. After six months of terror, he was gone and I could breathe again. There was no mom and dad to come to my rescue and I had to learn to handle problems on my own. I think, I coped well.

The moment I realized that I was officially an adult was when I knew that I didn’t need mommy and daddy to bail me out and I could stand on my own two feet without looking behind me for help. That’s when I became an adult, it was scary and exhilarating at the same time.

Daily writing prompt
What’s a moment when you realized you were officially an adult?

Best Restaurant?

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There are several restaurants in the nearby village and they are all good. Hard to pinpoint one.

There is a Vietnamese place, a hole in the wall but the food is exceptional. The ambience speaks of a takeaway place but they do have a few tables and chairs so you can dine in as well. They serve authentic Vietnamese cuisine, it is cheap, and the food is great.

A Schnitzel place not too faraway is exceptional for its German cuisine. They serve about a hundred different varieties of Schnitzels, the Schnitzels remain the same but the sauces vary. It is finger-licking good but if you’re on a diet, it should not be indulged in on a regular basis!

An Indian place is the next best restaurant. They serve Thalis, both the vegetarian and non-vegetarian kind. The ambience is more upscale, if you sit outside you are next to the river. A nice place to spend the afternoons or evenings. Food is good, service is exceptional, and the price is ok. Not too expensive and not too cheap.

My particular village doesn’t offer much in terms of food but they do have a small Italian place and a cafe but good food is just a stone’s throw away. I was out with a friend today and she said, “Not bad, you have everything you need close by!”

She is right. Add the fields and I’ve got paradise the way I view paradise!

Daily writing prompt
Which is the best restaurant in your city?

Message to My Past Self

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Hmm….a hard one. I want to say so many things but one thing stands out above the rest. It is the one thing that keeps me from moving forward. Fear is my biggest nemesis. It is and has always been there and stops me at times from doing things spontaneously.

I have to overthink before I take the first step and sometimes thinking too much means the opportunity is gone even before you get started!

My message to my past self would be, “Let go of fear. It may seem like a friend and sometimes it is, but too much fear is not a good thing. Be fearful but don’t let it be all-consuming.”

Doable? I don’t know but I am trying.

Daily writing prompt
If you had a time machine and could send just one message to your past self, what would it say?

Dinner with a Favorite Author

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I think this question came around not too long ago. My answer was Nora Roberts. So why again? Are we doing this loop thing again?

Let’s see. I love Danielle Steele’s writing and my favorite was, Safe Harbour. It is about a painter recovering from a tragic loss and eventually meets a drifter on a quiet beach. A touching romance that will keep your nose in the book!

Why would I want to have dinner with her? I want to pick her brain on how to keep the thread going. I’m working on a novel, a historical romance, which is right down Ms. Steele’s alley. She does a perfect job from start to finish and takes the story to the finish line with no effort it seems. I, on the other hand, stutter, stop, lose the thread, and throw up my hands!

The novel is halfway done but it doesn’t seem to be moving much towards the end. How does Danielle Steele who is a master at weaving emotional family dramas do it?

It would be interesting to sit down to dinner, see the lady face to face and get expert advice on exactly how to do it and to bring a story to closure. I’m good at short stories but a novel, this is something else!

Daily writing prompt
Which author would you love to have dinner with?

An Angel Walked in

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His name was Mike and he walked in ready to do battle for me at a time when I was struggling with my self-esteem and it was also the time when I called myself, “damaged goods.” My wings were clipped and all I saw was despair. I met him by chance at a get-together.

He was tall and good-looking. A redhead with Irish roots. The smile was quirky but those green eyes spoke volumes. I wasn’t in the mood for conversation and neither did I want to be there. Get-togethers are not for people with broken hearts and mine was broken beyond repair. I wanted to leave as soon as I could when he approached me. His stride was sure and there was purpose in his eyes. “You look like you would rather be somewhere else,” he said, the smile lighting up his eyes. I nodded.

“Why?” he asked, the smile still playing on his lips.

“Just because,” I answered. He took a seat beside me and said the words I didn’t want to hear. “You’re pretty.”

“I don’t care,” I said and stood up to get away from this total stranger. I didn’t want him to go where he wanted to go. Besides I told myself, “I don’t need another guy breaking my heart into pieces.”

Did he give up? Nope. He kept following me around and tried making conversation. At one point, I gave up and gave in. We talked for a while and then he asked for my number. I gave it to him with some hesitation and I knew that it wasn’t going anywhere. I was too broken to start another relationship.

This stranger turned out to be my “angel” in disguise. He pulled me out of the rabbit hole I was in and did everything he could to restore my faith in people. He showed me all the things I was, the good parts, and that I was worthy of love. His kind of love and the right kind of love. It was never-ending, faithful, and loyalty was the name of the game with him. He loved me like I was the best thing he had found and nothing else existed. Slowly he worked to piece together all the broken bits and just as I was becoming whole, he left.

His work was done. This stranger who became my best friend and more showed me the path forward. He also showed me there is no such thing as broken, time heals, and with the help of an “angel” I did just that.

He restored my faith in people although I think he was otherworldly because he did it effortlessly where others had failed.

Thank you my angel.

Daily writing prompt
What’s a moment when a stranger completely restored your faith in people?

Hainanese Chicken Rice

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This is a favorite dish. I absolutely loved it in Singapore and to say it was delicious would be an understatement!

It is simple, cheap, and scrumptious. Just boiled chicken sliced up into pieces, I love the roasted variety, the rice is what makes it delicious. The chicken is boiled in water with salt, pepper, ginger, garlic, and green onions. The broth is then served as a soup with a side of chili sauce. Sliced cucumbers and red onions are served with the dish. Too simple? The taste is anything but! Once you taste it, you’ll keep coming back for more.

There are other local dishes I fell in love with but this one stands out from the rest for its simplicity and out of this world deliciousness!

Daily writing prompt
What’s the best local dish you’ve ever eaten while traveling?