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Wednesday, April 23, 2008

The Pain of Rejection

Thanks, Jules, for sharing this with me thru email. It really spoke to me. How wonderful our God is.

Jesus, Friend of sinners, thank You for loving me.


A hundred years ago a man's experience of desolation gave birth to a hymn which has been for me and for many the balm of heaven. George Matheson went blind shortly after becoming engaged. His fianc¨¦e broke the engagement.

Perhaps there is no more bitter loneliness than that of rejection. Not only must one learn to do without someone he had come to feel he could not live without, but he must endure dagger-thrusts to the heart, such as: You deserved to be rejected. You are not worthy to be loved. You will never be loved. Who would want you? You are condemned to loneliness forever.

Fear and anger arise. If I turn to God He might reject me. How can I turn to Him anyway? He could have prevented this from happening. What else is He likely to do to me?

The devastating conclusion is reached: I am alone.

Matheson's grief, instead of turning to bitter resentment against the lady who had caused it, was transformed. Totally transformed. These profound and simple words show how that happened:

O love that wilt not let me go,
I rest my weary soul in Thee;
I give Thee back the life I owe,
That in Thine ocean depths its flow
May richer, fuller be.

O Light that followest all my way,
I yield my flickering torch to Thee;
My heart restores its borrowed ray,
That in Thy sunshine's blaze its day
May brighter, fairer be.

O Joy that seekest me through pain,
I cannot close my heart to Thee;
I lay in dust life's glory dead,
And from the ground there blossoms red
Life that shall endless be.

What, exactly, did Matheson do? He gave back his life, restored the light of his life, opened his heart, laid down life's glory. That spells surrender, which can only come of trust.

His blindness and rejection proved to be for George Matheson the very means of illuminating the Love of God. He may have asked the age-old question, Why?, but God's answer is always Trust Me. Matheson turned his thoughts away from the woman he had lost, away from the powerful temptations to self-pity, resentment, bitterness toward God, skepticism of His Word, and selfish isolation which might so quickly overcome him, and lifted up his "weary soul" to a far greater Love ¨C one that would never let him go.

In the words, "I give Thee back the life I owe" Matheson understood that there was something he could do with his suffering. It was the great lesson of the Cross: surrender. If Jesus had been unwilling to surrender to humanity's worst crime, humanity's salvation would have been impossible. But at Calvary the Lord of the Earth surrendered Himself into the hands of evil men. Yet, paradoxically, no one took His life from Him. He laid it down of His own will, offered Himself to the Father, "poured out His soul unto death," became broken bread and poured-out wine for the life of the world. We live because He died. The power of the Cross is not exemption from suffering but the very transformation of suffering.

Christianity is not a complete coverage insurance policy. Jesus suffered, "not that we might not suffer," wrote George MacDonald, "but that our sufferings might be like His."

The way of the Cross for George Matheson was heartbreak. God's power could have spared him that, but God's love chose instead to give him something far more precious than the happiness he had lost ¨C the Oil of Joy. God gives that oil to those who need it, to those who mourn. Its price in other words, is mourning. If he had not entered the lonely wilderness, George Matheson would not have found His sweet treasure. Would you say the price of that was too high? Your answer depends on where you set your sights ¨C on the short range or the long one. Think what Matheson would have missed. Think what the world would have missed had he been given the form of happiness he hoped for. Denied that, he looked for something better. God never denies our heart's desire except to give us something better.

With what misgivings we turn over our lives to God, imagining somehow that we are about to lose everything that matters. Our hesitancy is like that of a tiny shell on the seashore, afraid to give up the teaspoonful of water it holds lest there not be enough in the ocean to fill it again. Lose your life, said Jesus, and you will find it. Give up, and I will give you all. Can the shell imagine the depth and plenitude of the ocean? Can you and I fathom the riches, the fullness of God's love?

In the blindness, Matheson must have thought a great deal about light.

O Light that followest all my way,
I yield my flickering torch to Thee.

A flickering torch ¨C must he sacrifice his single source of light? He yields. When his heart "restores its borrowed ray" what happens? In place of his own dim torch he is given God's "sunshine blaze".

Because the thing that he longed for, the joy of his life, was gone, he cried out in desperation to another joy, to the Source of joy itself:

O Joy that seekest me through pain.

I wonder if, for a moment or two, he might have felt as I sometimes do: I will not relinquish this misery, not right now. God has taken away what I most wanted. I have a right to feel sorry for myself. I have been wronged. I will refuse, for a while at least, any offer of comfort and healing. Don't speak to me of joy. You pour salt in my wounds. Let me lick them for a while.

If any such quite natural thoughts entered Matheson's mind, God understood, for He too had been a man. In His mercy He helped him to put them away and to write,

I cannot close my heart to Thee.

That is the response of a humbled heart, one that admits its poverty and recognizes the gentle Love that waits, the Joy that is seeking him precisely because he is in such pain that he can hardly seek anything but death. Then, although he is blind, he sees with the eye of faith, and what he sees, through the mist of his tears is a rainbow. He comes to believe that the promise is true: Tears are not forever. There will be a morning without them. His faith lays hold of the promise and, mysteriously, he finds that pain has been exchanged for joy. If he had closed his heart and indulged his feelings, he might have found some miserably meager happiness, but he would have forfeited the joy.

"If God loves me, He'll make me happy." Well, yes and no. Happy isn't the word, really. It's joy, a far better thing. Not sentiment, not mere "feeling good", but something that can never be taken away.

Love, Light, Joy. There is yet something else that the God who is Love and the Father of Lights and the Source of all Joy wants to give him. It is the Cross. Will he accept that? It can always be evaded, but if it is, the result is endless loss. His answer:

O Cross that liftest up my head,
I dare not ask to fly from Thee.

By this time he understands what he would be rejecting. With both hands, as it were, he takes it, says YES, surrenders, lays everything he holds dear ¨C "life's glory" ¨C down in the dust.

And what happens? Is that the end of the story? No. A thousand times No. Out of that sterile dust springs a miracle:

And from the ground there blossoms red
Life that shall endless be.

Sunday, April 20, 2008

To Zion

Unsure of what the balance held
I touched my belly overwhelmed
By what I had been chosen to perform
But then an angel came one day
Told me to kneel down and pray
For unto me a man child would be born
Woe this crazy circumstance
I knew his life deserved a chance
But everybody told me to be smart
Look at your career they said,
"Lauryn, baby use your head"
But instead I chose to use my heart

Now the joy of my world is in Zion
Now the joy of my world is in Zion

How beautiful if nothing more
Than to wait at Zion's door
I've never been in love like this before
Now let me pray to keep you from
The perils that will surely come
See life for you my prince has just begun
And I thank you for choosing me
To come through unto life to be
A beautiful reflection of his grace
See I know that a gift so great
Is only one God could create
And I'm reminded every time I see your face

That the joy of my world is in Zion
Now the joy of my world is in Zion
Now the joy of my world is in Zion
Now the joy of my world is in Zion

Marching, marching, marching to Zion
Marching, marching
Marching, marching, marching to Zion
Beautiful, beautiful Zion

Lauryn Hill

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Everybody Ought to Know!

He's the Lily of the Valley, He's the Bright and Morning Star, He's The Fairest of Ten Thousands

All that is beautiful,
All that sheds glory,
All that frees us,


Lily of the Valley (Convallaria majalis)

Jesus, what a beautiful Name
Son of God, Son of Man
Lamb that was slain
Joy and peace, strength and hope
Grace that blows all fear away
Jesus, what a beautiful name

Jesus, what a beautiful Name
Truth revealed, my future sealed
Healed my pain
Love and freedom, life and warmth
Grace that blows all fear away
Jesus, what a beautiful name

Jesus, what a beautiful Name
Rescued my soul, my stronghold
Lifts me from shame
Forgiveness, security, power and love
Grace that blows all fear away
Jesus, what a beautiful name

(Darlene Zschech)

Tighter Security Please!

An email to Tony Pua
(which, by amazing coincidence has the same title as the one LisatheEgg wrote, with the exception of one exclamation mark! - my gosh, Uks is right, we can read each other's minds!)

To : tonypua@yahoo.com
Tighter Security Please!

Dear Tony Pua,

My name is Yvonne Lim, and my handbag was snatched off my lap two hours ago.
I am living in SS4D/12. I was having dinner with a friend in Subway in Glomac, SS5. We sat outside the restaurant. At about 11 pm, there wasn't anyone around except the staff who were inside. It was then that we noticed a Malay man, thin and had bloodshot eyes standing next to our table looking in. It didn't seem like anything was amiss so we carried on talking, when suddenly he lunged towards us, grabbed my handbag OFF MY LAP and ran towards a motorbike on the other side of the street and rode off pillion.

I've made a police report, but I am sure mine would be just one report of thousands reporting snatch theft in that area. According to the Subway staff (who came out after the whole incident), this has happened in the same area, by the same two guys (they recognized and could describe the man who snatched my bag). Obviously not much has been done to tighten security in the area, let alone curb the crime.

I am writing this to you because as a young Malaysian, looking forward to a better state, I was very impressed by your revolutionary ideas to (to quote from your blog "Philosophy Politics Economy") "make our country a better place for all communities, and a country we can all be proud of.".
To start off, however, could I suggest that your office do something to put an end to this snatch-theft nuisance, that has had so many reported incidences, the police have begun to file as "ignore"?

I truly hope to see a better, safer Selangor under the jurisdiction of DAP.

Thank you.

God Bless.


Twas a TRULY scary experience, so to all of you reading this, (especially to all my gals)please do be careful! Try not to bring bags/purses that might attract unwanted attention. If at all you need to bring a bag, hold it close to your person.
And do NOT, i repeat, do NOT walk alone in dodgy areas, unless you have a flashlight strapped to a helmet on your head and have a menacing looking M-16 strapped around you.

Let this serve as a(nother) reminder, that we NEED to PRAY for our society. And that God will bring to an end these snatch-theft nuisances.


p/s :

Praise God forevermore!! :)

Welcome to the family of God, Suki! How wonderful it is to know Jesus :)

Monday, April 14, 2008

the Earth is the LORD's, and everything in it.

My Love said to me,
"look at the stars,
and mind your step.
Look at the stars, look at the stars.
Look at the stars and mind your steps."

Friday, April 11, 2008

"Sometimes it seems things go by too quickly.
We are so busy watching out for what's just ahead of us that we don't take the time to enjoy where we are."

Thursday, April 10, 2008

Yet Another PesTy Post

I'm not going to put a pic up, because this is really disgusting.

I've made a new discovery, though i'm not sure it will benefit anyone, so other than this post, i'm not going to make a public affair of it.
I found out, through a series of - by all means, unintended, trust me - observations, that cockroaches can sense fear...and in some sick, twisted way, they feed on fear - yes, like Dementors.

I will explain, and you will agree with me.

The first time i suspected this was one night, last year.
I went up to my room, ready to get into bed, after a whole day out, when suddenly i hear a 'tzzz tzzz' sound of fluttering (flapping?) chitin. I look toward the direction of the sound and then i saw her, a King Kong's Mother of a roach! and i am certain, as sure as i have a belly button, that she was looking right at me.
And then she FLEW right at me.
(how i know its a girl, because all girl roaches can fly la)

So naturally, i screamed and ran away.

To cut the long story short,(and i'd rather not get into details cos i'm still trying to forget, but for the sake of research, i'm bringing myself to recall the event) when i went back to the room again thinking she's gone, i heard the crackling of chitinous wings again *yuck* and there she was, looking at me, and she flew at me again.

That night, i gave up, i slept in Sue Ann's room.

That was just the first time.

After that, i started to notice that every time i go into the kitchen and there's a cockroach and a stomp on the floor near it, it runs AT me.

On Monday, i went back to my dorm room in uni (or Roach Land), and when i opened my cupboard there was one! Can fly one summore! ...there's never one at my roommate's side of the room ok!, only mine...and this is not the first time!

But, brace yourself for this - this is the ultimatum:

On Wednesday night i parked in front of my faculty, at the parking lot, where everyone else parks their cars, to go to class.
After a good class (it was the last one for the semester :D), i got into my car and closed the door and started the engine. And then...guess what i saw on the windscreen?
yup, a cockroach. a big one. Like the King Kong's Mother one.


So, see? Now you believe me?Cockroaches know somehow that i'm afraid of them, thats why they come after me. They feed on phobia.

In case you get too yuck-out after reading this, i'm putting up a picture of flower. Looking at flowers always makes me feel better after a roach infested day.

Here you go:

Sunday, April 6, 2008

Be Cicak

Good Evening.

I woke up from a lovely evening nap at 7 pm just now. It was raining so heavily. The one big bolt of lightning accompanied by thunder woke me up for awhile. (Did you guys notice the big bolt? It was fantastic!)

So anyway, Lisa woke me up and wanted to go for a drink. So i went downstairs to check if Papa had bought me dinner.
As i strolled down the stairs with my hand on the banister (cos i wasn't wearing my specs), i felt something rubbery and small golek under my palm.
and then i heard 'pleck' on the black table thats right under the stairs.

And then when i went down to have a closer look, eeyer! its a baby cicak. It was so small, and it sure looked golek...or rolled. It was like lying senget on the table.

So kesian.

I thought it was dead, so i went to the kitchen to take a piece of tissue to pick it up and give it a proper burial in the longkang behind my house.
But then came back to the table, it was gone!

So resilient.

So the moral of the story here is, in Christ, we are like cicak - we are resilient, strong, unshakable.

35Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall trouble or hardship or persecution or famine or nakedness or danger or sword? 36As it is written:
"For your sake we face death all day long;
we are considered as sheep to be slaughtered."
No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through Him who loved us. 38For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons,neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, 39neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.

(Romans 8:35-39)

Friday, April 4, 2008

PJ Floods.

Lim Towing is my father's friend and the owner of Call Me Towing. His tow-truck towed my car today.

They seriously need to do something about the drainage system in PJ man.

p/s: Wai Yan, i'm sorry you didnt get to benang your eyebrows again :( I'll bring you next time you come back k? Pray it won't rain then!

Thursday, April 3, 2008

Won't you ever learn?

In the Disney animated film, Cinderella *beam*, Cinderella says to Bruno the dog because he snarled at Lucifer the cat for scratching him. She (Cinderella) says "Bruno! Oh Bruno, won't you ever learn?"

I like Cinderella *sighh*

Mich, Lynna, Fatin, Chris and I detoured from our routines last night for *GirlzNiteOUt!* to watch 27 Dresses in Cheras Selatan Mall, Balakong (i know, i know...Balakong?!Whats that?) Its surprisingly nice there tho! Like a small One U (only 2 floors), or like LisatheEgg says like a halfUtama. hahhah.

Chris is not a girl, btw. He's a boy. But he tagged along anyway. And typical of his NotQuiteDevelopedUpThere race, he asked "Eh, what show are we watching again? 72 Skirts ah?"

My, that would be one long movie!

I liked 27 Dresses :) So romantic. I know, i know, i'm supposed to lay off the romantic comedies. But you gotta allow me an occasional indulgence la!

Anyhoos, what i did, again, was i drank Susu Berperisa Coffee at 11 pm just now. heh.
On purpose la this time. Cos i actually have a ton of work and - really shouldn't be wasting my time typing in posts that will do nothing for my degree, or for that matter, my future - but i slept from 5pm-8.30pm just now (it rained from 5pm-10pm! so, carpe diem, seize the day! Or in this case, seize the 3 and a half hours of wonderful rain *smiles show gigi*
...so, i'll have to compensate the time by pulling an all-nighter.

Okay so, my cousins Wai Min and Wai Choong have tagged me. I've not done a tag before...so here, there's a first time for everything (except doing dope, okay kids? Stay Clean, Stay Focused, Stay Strong!)

==== The Tag ====

Instructions: Remove ONE question from below, and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of this post. Notify them in their chat box that he/she has been tagged. Whoever does the tag will have blessings from all.

1. Who is your all-time inspiration(s)?
Jim and Elizabeth Elliot (i added the (s) myself, btw)

2. Have you given your first kiss away?
Depends on what your definition of 'first kiss' is, you know, just like how 'have you had sex' depends on what your definition of sex is. By conventional definition, i guess my answer would be no, but by my own definition i think its a yes :)

3. If you were to be stranded on a deserted island, who are the 3 blog buddies you would take with you? Why?
Lisa, because she has hand sanitizer.
Chris Oh, because he can cook a whole chicken with just a few blocks of wood and a candle.
Yew Leung, because he runs fast. (he can catch the chicken)

4. Where is the place that you want to go the most?
Outer-space. Definitely outer-space.

5. If you can have 1 dream to come true, what would it be?
No more poverty.

6. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?
Figuratively speaking, i suppose? Yes. Because God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to His purpose. :)

7. What are you afraid to lose the most now?
My assignments.

8. If you win $1 million, what would you do?
Buy myself a new pair of jeans. And give to the needy.

9. If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?
Ohh..no no no...we are the hunted, men are the hunters!

10.List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you.
Wai Min - tall, dark and handsome (ohh lala)

Wai Choong - My brilliant leng-chai cousins.

*they are the result of the combination of good genes ;)

11. What are the requirements that you wish from your other half?
Loves God with all His heart, loves people, loves me. In that order.

12. Which type of person do you hate the most?
Ahh we must love our enemies, yes? I distaste hypocrites (but aren't we all at one point or another?)

13. What is your ambition?
To finish my assignments. To be a good journalist someday.

14. If you have faults, would you rather the people around you point out to you or would you rather they keep quiet?
Point them out.

15. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?
My relationship with Jesus.

16. Are you a shopaholic or not?
Not. :)

17. Find a word to describe the person who tagged you.
Handsome ;) *swoon*

18. If you have a chance. Which part of your character you would like to change?
My habit of procrastinating. Sleeping too much. Drinking coffee at the wrong times.

19. Whats the last shocking thing you’ve seen or heard?
Malaysians urged to boycott all Dutch products.

20. What's your all-time favourite movie?
Big Daddy :)

I am tagging :

1. Sheng Mae
2. Lordson
3. Sieh Jin
4. Lee San
5. Simon
6. Rachael Wong
7. Sue Ann
8. Nie Nie

*winkz winkz*
Here's something i read yesterday in Lifestyle (The Star) that made me think :

World struggles with soaring food costs


Food is increasingly getting beyond reach for the poorest nations as consumers worldwide grapple with the spike in prices of basic commodities.

IF YOU’RE seeing your grocery bill go up, you’re not alone. From subsistence farmers eating rice in Ecuador to gourmets feasting on escargot in France, consumers worldwide face rising food prices in what analysts call a perfect storm of conditions.

A rice seller pricing rice for sale at Phnom Penh market. Cambodia’s Prime Minister Hun Sen announced a ban on rice exports for two months, to stabilise the cost of the country’s staple food.

Freak weather is a factor. But so are dramatic changes in the global economy, including higher oil prices, lower food reserves and growing consumer demand in China and India.

The world’s poorest nations still harbour the greatest hunger risk. Clashes over bread in Egypt killed at least two people recently, and similar food riots broke out in Burkina Faso and Cameroon earlier this month.

But food protests now crop up even in Italy. And while the price of spaghetti has doubled in Haiti, the cost of miso is packing a hit in Japan.

“It’s not likely that prices will go back to as low as we’re used to,” said Abdolreza Abbassian, economist and secretary of the Intergovernmental Group for Grains for the United Nations’ Food and Agriculture Organisation (FAO). “Currently if you’re in Haiti, unless the government is subsidising consumers, consumers have no choice but to cut consumption. It’s a very brutal scenario, but that’s what it is.”

No one knows that better than Eugene Thermilon, 30, a Haitian day labourer who can no longer afford pasta to feed his wife and four children since the price nearly doubled to the local equivalent of US$0.57 (RM1.85) a bag. Their only meal on a recent day was two cans of corn grits.

“Their stomachs were not even full,” Thermilon said, walking toward his pink concrete house on the precipice of a garbage-filled ravine. By noon the next day, he still had nothing to feed them for dinner.

Their hunger has had a ripple effect. Haitian food vendor Fabiola Duran Estime, 31, has lost so many customers like Thermilon that she had to pull her daughter, Fyva, out of kindergarten because she can’t afford the US$20 (RM65) monthly tuition.

Cheaper substitute: In a shanty town in Manila, Gelyn Poso feeds her children with shredded cassava as a rice substitute. Philippine farmers warned of a worsening rice crisis and said prices were expected to soar about 222% amidst a lean harvest.

In the long term, prices are expected to stabilise. Farmers will grow more grain for both fuel and food and eventually bring prices down. Already this is happening with wheat, with more crops to be planted in the United States, Canada and Europe in the coming year.

However, consumers still face at least 10 years of more expensive food, according to preliminary FAO projections.

Among the driving forces are petroleum prices, which increase the cost of everything from fertilisers to transport to food processing. Rising demand for meat and dairy in rapidly developing countries such as China and India is sending up the cost of grain, used for cattle feed, as is the demand for raw materials to make biofuels.

What’s rare is that the spikes are hitting all major foods in most countries at once. Food prices rose 4% in the United States last year, the highest rise since 1990, and are expected to climb as much again this year, according to the US Department of Agriculture.

As of last December, 37 countries faced food crises, and 20 had imposed some sort of food-price controls.

For many, it’s a disaster. The United Nations’ World Food Programme says it’s facing a US$500mil (RM1.6bil) shortfall in funding this year to feed 89 million needy people.

In Egypt, where bread is up 35% and cooking oil 26%, the government recently proposed ending food subsidies and replacing them with cash payouts to the needy. But the plan was put on hold after it sparked public uproar.

“A revolution of the hungry is in the offing,” said Mohammed el-Askalani of Citizens Against the High Cost of Living, a protest group established to lobby against ending the subsidies.

In China, the price hikes are both a burden and a boon. Per capita meat consumption has increased 150% since 1980, so Zhou Jian decided six months ago to switch from selling auto parts to pork. The price of pork has jumped 58% in the past year, yet every morning housewives and domestics still crowd his Shanghai shop, and more customers order choice cuts.

At the same time, increased cost of food staples in China threatens to wreak havoc. Beijing has been selling grain from its reserves to hold down prices, said Jing Ulrich, chairwoman of China equities for JP Morgan.

“But this is not really solving the root cause of the problem,” Ulrich said. “The cause of the problem is a supply-demand imbalance. Demand is very strong. Supply is constrained. It is as simple as that.”

Chinese Premier Wen Jiabao says fighting inflation from shortages of key foods is a top economic priority. Inflation reached 7.1% in January, the highest in 11 years, led by an 18.2% jump in food prices.

Meanwhile, record oil prices have boosted the cost of fertiliser and freight for bulk commodities – up 80% in 2007 over 2006. The oil spike has also turned up the pressure for countries to switch to biofuels, which the FAO says will drive up the cost of corn, sugar and soybeans “for many more years to come.”

In Japan, the ethanol boom is hitting the country in mayonnaise and miso, two important culinary ingredients, as biofuel production pushes up the price of cooking oil and soybeans.

Italians are feeling the pinch in pasta, with consumer groups staging a one-day strike last September against a food deeply intertwined with national identity.

In decades past, farm subsidies and support programmes allowed major grain exporting countries to hold large surpluses, which could be tapped during food shortages to keep prices down. But new liberal trade policies have made agricultural production much more responsive to market demands – putting global food reserves at their lowest in a quarter century.

Without reserves, bad weather and poor harvests now have a bigger impact on prices.

“The market is extremely nervous. With the slightest news about bad weather, the market reacts,” said economist Abbassian.

That means that a drought in Australia and flooding in Argentina, two of the world’s largest suppliers of industrial milk and butter, sent the price of butter in France soaring 37% from 2006 to 2007.

Food costs worldwide spiked 23% from 2006 to 2007, according to the FAO. Grains went up 42%, oils 50% and dairy 80%.

Economists say that for the short term, government bailouts will have to be part of the answer to keep unrest at a minimum. In recent weeks, rising food prices sparked riots in the West African nations of Burkina Faso, where mobs torched buildings, and Cameroon, where at least four people died.

But attempts to control prices in one country often have dire effects elsewhere. China’s restrictions on wheat flour exports resulted in a price spike in Indonesia earlier this year, according to the FAO.

Ukraine and Russia imposed export restrictions on wheat, causing tight supplies and higher prices for importing countries. Partly because of the cost of imported wheat, Peru’s military has begun eating bread made from potato flour, a native crop.

Poorer countries can speed up the adjustment by investing in agriculture, experts say. If they do, farmers can turn high prices into an engine for growth. – AP


aiyo, why aren't we doing something la?