Glenda Chew

The three Cs of Singapore Singapore’s Sixtieth Anniversary of becoming independent was magnificent. If such an event had been produced in New York or Shanghai,…

The minute when I decided to accept my British company’s request that I spend a year in Singapore is etched on my mind. RHM was…

Thank you, dear Anne Downer, for the idea If I ever start a religion I hope its defining feature will be ‘hyperbaric prayer’. As far…

Do you want something to be better? A new tree on the top of the hill perhaps? Or safer health and finances? Or improved relationships?…

An empty saucepan is my sword, A squeal for food my battle cry, An arm to hold me, be my guard. May I have these…

Shame on a society that allows power to be concentrated in such a way that infants starve to death. No words of explanation can justify…

Were she still alive I feel sure Jane Austen would forgive my alliterative adaptation of her famous novel’s title. As text reading declines, title composition…

Two beautiful ladies in their ‘Thriving Thirties’ were sitting next to me at lunch last Saturday. They stimulated my brain with an exciting religious thought.…

What will you do if you come across this notice as you walk around the countryside? Such provocation would surely incite a gangling youth to…

Daisy, blissfully peaceful while paying attention “Winner takes all” celebrates the first to cross the finishing line. In any race it is relevant. In much…