Q: I've lost something significant in my life. Is there any possible way to get it back?
A: Hmmm. I'm going to say no. You've lost it right? So, being 5, I'm going to assume that you don't remember where you put it, or it doesn't remember where you left it, or it's gone on purpose, or it doesn't exist anymore for whatever reason.
Hate to be the bearer of bad news, only bad really because you said it was significant. If it was a thing, that's OK, because there are lots of things that you can get to occupy your time. If it was a girlfriend or boyfriend, then that's a whole other ball of wax. If they are gone, see if you can't get them back. If they are gone gone, then they are gone gone. If that's the case, I'd go somewhere and buy a new Barbie Doll. Somehow, they seem to have all the answers. At any rate, I wish I could get you back what you lost, but I cannot.
I do know that your life itself is significant, so hang on to it for as long as you can and live life to its fullest. Because next thing you know, someone will be buying a Barbie in your place...and the thing that you lost now will have wanted you to live, love, and laugh. Unless it was a marble or something.
It wasn't your marbles was it? Sorry...couldn't resist.
Peace Out!
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Monday, January 19, 2009
Question from Ronalda
Q: How has it been for you since Evan came on the scene?
A: For those of you who don't know, Evan is my 5-year old adopted brother. You know Ronalda, I guess it really depends on the day. It's really a love/hate relationship. I hate him if he doesn't love me. And I love him if he loves me. There doesn't seem to be an in-between.
But really, he's been my brother now for 7 months, and according to my parents, god rest their souls, he's here to stay and torment me for eternity, I mean he's here to stay. What I don't understand is how come, when we all go away as a family, he doesn't stay behind in the kennel? I know uncle Dean keeps his Chloe in a kennel, and life is hassle free the whole trip he says. Oh well, my Barbie books keep me occupied on our trips, so it's no skin off my back.
All in all, Evan is a wonderful boy who brings me great joy. I am the luckiest girl on the planet to have him for a brother. But when I learn kung-fu, I'm going to chop him silly.
But he is a cutie, I'll give him that.
A: For those of you who don't know, Evan is my 5-year old adopted brother. You know Ronalda, I guess it really depends on the day. It's really a love/hate relationship. I hate him if he doesn't love me. And I love him if he loves me. There doesn't seem to be an in-between.
But really, he's been my brother now for 7 months, and according to my parents, god rest their souls, he's here to stay and torment me for eternity, I mean he's here to stay. What I don't understand is how come, when we all go away as a family, he doesn't stay behind in the kennel? I know uncle Dean keeps his Chloe in a kennel, and life is hassle free the whole trip he says. Oh well, my Barbie books keep me occupied on our trips, so it's no skin off my back.
All in all, Evan is a wonderful boy who brings me great joy. I am the luckiest girl on the planet to have him for a brother. But when I learn kung-fu, I'm going to chop him silly.
But he is a cutie, I'll give him that.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Question from Mahamad
Q: What's the use?
A: You're a philosophy professor aren't you? And you've asked this several times to your students, and not one student has satisfied you with the answer you want to hear. Well, you came to the right outlet buster - a 5 year old!
I'd like to know why you ask, really. I'm assuming you're really down about something, or you're just testing me. I bet somewhere along the way, you've lost sight of what it is in life that is useful. What you are really doing is trying to find meaning in your existence, right? Oh, you're not? You're just asking the question? Oh, that's OK, I am just answering it.
You see, the use of anything is found inside of you. And it's also found outside of you, because really, it's not all about you. AHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Yep, I said it. It's NOT ALL ABOUT YOU. If you're looking for other people or things to give you a feeling that you, or it, or they are useful, then you're missing the point. You are coming from a selfish standpoint. "Make my life better", "You owe me", "Give me meaning", "Entertain me". These are all the hidden statements behind your original question. What's the use?
The "use" is what you make it. And by the sounds of it, you are not making anything of it. There is tons of "use" in this life. Have you ever played with a Barbie? Don't laugh...they are awesome. Have you ever done something nice for someone else or even yourself? Gotta love yourself first! If you're asking "what's the use?", then you likely haven't thought about what's after this life. What's the use after this life? There's got to be something after this life. If you think that's impossible, where did you come from in the first place? If you think there is no use and you want to go back from whence you came, from whence did you came? You must of came from some whence. That whence might have some answers for you.
Anyway, I could go on and on, but you'd only give me a C anyway.
Oh, if you're really just testing me, then there is no use.
Except that Barbies rule and philosophy professors drool.
Word, Mahamad.
A: You're a philosophy professor aren't you? And you've asked this several times to your students, and not one student has satisfied you with the answer you want to hear. Well, you came to the right outlet buster - a 5 year old!
I'd like to know why you ask, really. I'm assuming you're really down about something, or you're just testing me. I bet somewhere along the way, you've lost sight of what it is in life that is useful. What you are really doing is trying to find meaning in your existence, right? Oh, you're not? You're just asking the question? Oh, that's OK, I am just answering it.
You see, the use of anything is found inside of you. And it's also found outside of you, because really, it's not all about you. AHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Yep, I said it. It's NOT ALL ABOUT YOU. If you're looking for other people or things to give you a feeling that you, or it, or they are useful, then you're missing the point. You are coming from a selfish standpoint. "Make my life better", "You owe me", "Give me meaning", "Entertain me". These are all the hidden statements behind your original question. What's the use?
The "use" is what you make it. And by the sounds of it, you are not making anything of it. There is tons of "use" in this life. Have you ever played with a Barbie? Don't laugh...they are awesome. Have you ever done something nice for someone else or even yourself? Gotta love yourself first! If you're asking "what's the use?", then you likely haven't thought about what's after this life. What's the use after this life? There's got to be something after this life. If you think that's impossible, where did you come from in the first place? If you think there is no use and you want to go back from whence you came, from whence did you came? You must of came from some whence. That whence might have some answers for you.
Anyway, I could go on and on, but you'd only give me a C anyway.
Oh, if you're really just testing me, then there is no use.
Except that Barbies rule and philosophy professors drool.
Word, Mahamad.
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Question from Martin
Q: Alyssa, who is afraid of the big bad wolf?
A: It's all relevant, really, Martin. How big is this big bad wolf? Is he or she big or little? If it's a mini-sized big bad wolf, my brother Evan could easily take the wolf out. He's a kungfu master. If he's a bigger wolf, my mother can take it on; she's awesome at clawing people's eyes out dad says.
Also, are you using "big bad wolf" literally or figuratively? If your using it literally, I'll have to ask the 6+ billion people in the world and get back to you (minus yourself, so that will save me some time). Actually, now that I think of it, ARE you afraid of the wolf? Why or whynot? There, 6+ billion to go. If you are using the phrase figuratively, I am assuming you mean the dentist. In this case, I am afraid of the big bad wolf. But perhaps you mean your mother-in-law? If that's the case, I hope she doesn't read this because then you'll be afraid of the big bad wolf.
But seriously, you needn't worry in any case if you have an oozi 9mm with a 40 watt range.
But I am only 5 years old, so don't take me literally.
A: It's all relevant, really, Martin. How big is this big bad wolf? Is he or she big or little? If it's a mini-sized big bad wolf, my brother Evan could easily take the wolf out. He's a kungfu master. If he's a bigger wolf, my mother can take it on; she's awesome at clawing people's eyes out dad says.
Also, are you using "big bad wolf" literally or figuratively? If your using it literally, I'll have to ask the 6+ billion people in the world and get back to you (minus yourself, so that will save me some time). Actually, now that I think of it, ARE you afraid of the wolf? Why or whynot? There, 6+ billion to go. If you are using the phrase figuratively, I am assuming you mean the dentist. In this case, I am afraid of the big bad wolf. But perhaps you mean your mother-in-law? If that's the case, I hope she doesn't read this because then you'll be afraid of the big bad wolf.
But seriously, you needn't worry in any case if you have an oozi 9mm with a 40 watt range.
But I am only 5 years old, so don't take me literally.
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Question from the Internet
Q: What were the top ten christmas gifts for 2008?
A: Here are the top 10 Christmas gifts for 2008:
A: Here are the top 10 Christmas gifts for 2008:
- Digital Camera
- Nintendo Wii
- Apple iPod Touch
- Caster Board
- Apple iPhone
- Universal Remote
- Hannah Montana Toys
- Lamaze Toys
- Robot Dog
- LCD TV
Question from Sally
Q: Alyssa Li, what can people do to help poverty?
A: This is really easy; but for some reason, the whole world has a problem with it. Look at it this way: If I was at the park and wanted an ice-cream cone, I'd ask my dad to buy me one. He'd buy it for me because he loves me. If I saw someone who wanted some of my ice-cream, I'd ask dad to buy them one too, and I think he would if he had enough money. Otherwise, I'd buy it myself if I had my own money. That's called sharing. S-H-A-R-I-N-G. I have more of something than someone else, so I give them some so they can have some too. Sounds easy right? Well, for some weird reason, planet earth has some issues with this concept. For instance, I saw a commercial once about a little girl named Maria who had to climb through a garbage dump to look for scraps of food to eat. She looked like she could really use an ice-cream. If I was there, I would have given her one. I think I'd even invite her to my house to play with my Barbie dolls.
But the problem is that too many people don't want to share. They want to gather as much stuff for themselves as they can. And they turn their face away from all the little Marias in the world who could really use an ice-cream cone.
My mom is really good at helping people; she's a living example of how people should share with each other. For example, this Christmas she heard about a family in my brother's school who needed presents really really bad. So she went out and bought a TON of stuff and when she took it to the school, the guidance counsellor cried. She cried because my mom wanted to share so much. But my dad freaked when he saw all the stuff on the table, because he was worried that his own kids would not get as much. But mom chewed him out and he finally agreed with her in the end. Baby steps dad :) He is getting better! And that's what everyone else needs to do too. Stop freaking out about the stuff that you might lose if you share it with someone who really needs an ice-cream.
Little Maria...if you ever read this, I hope someone has found you and bought you an ice-cream by now. It looked really hot where you live.
Alyssa Li
A: This is really easy; but for some reason, the whole world has a problem with it. Look at it this way: If I was at the park and wanted an ice-cream cone, I'd ask my dad to buy me one. He'd buy it for me because he loves me. If I saw someone who wanted some of my ice-cream, I'd ask dad to buy them one too, and I think he would if he had enough money. Otherwise, I'd buy it myself if I had my own money. That's called sharing. S-H-A-R-I-N-G. I have more of something than someone else, so I give them some so they can have some too. Sounds easy right? Well, for some weird reason, planet earth has some issues with this concept. For instance, I saw a commercial once about a little girl named Maria who had to climb through a garbage dump to look for scraps of food to eat. She looked like she could really use an ice-cream. If I was there, I would have given her one. I think I'd even invite her to my house to play with my Barbie dolls.
But the problem is that too many people don't want to share. They want to gather as much stuff for themselves as they can. And they turn their face away from all the little Marias in the world who could really use an ice-cream cone.
My mom is really good at helping people; she's a living example of how people should share with each other. For example, this Christmas she heard about a family in my brother's school who needed presents really really bad. So she went out and bought a TON of stuff and when she took it to the school, the guidance counsellor cried. She cried because my mom wanted to share so much. But my dad freaked when he saw all the stuff on the table, because he was worried that his own kids would not get as much. But mom chewed him out and he finally agreed with her in the end. Baby steps dad :) He is getting better! And that's what everyone else needs to do too. Stop freaking out about the stuff that you might lose if you share it with someone who really needs an ice-cream.
Little Maria...if you ever read this, I hope someone has found you and bought you an ice-cream by now. It looked really hot where you live.
Alyssa Li
Saturday, December 13, 2008
Question from Santa Claus
Q: Alyssa, what would you like for Christmas?
A: OK, let me start by saying if this is not really Santa, I'm going to find you and rip all your Barbie doll heads off--whoever you are. Why would you ever write a 5-year old and ask such a thing? Do you know that my stomach hit the floor when I saw the name Santa Claus? I was excited that he really wanted to know what I wanted for Christmas. You should be dragged behind Santa's sleigh through tacks and acid. I almost fell for it too. But I'm on to you. Gee, Santa, give me all the candy in the world and throw in a few zillion dollars while you're at it. Mmmm, whatever. No, actually, give me world peace. And I want a puppy and my own dance school. Hey, here's a question: Santa what do you want for Christmas? How about a razor?!
Give me a break. Is this uncle Dean?
(PS: if it's really you, Santa, I want some Barbies)
A: OK, let me start by saying if this is not really Santa, I'm going to find you and rip all your Barbie doll heads off--whoever you are. Why would you ever write a 5-year old and ask such a thing? Do you know that my stomach hit the floor when I saw the name Santa Claus? I was excited that he really wanted to know what I wanted for Christmas. You should be dragged behind Santa's sleigh through tacks and acid. I almost fell for it too. But I'm on to you. Gee, Santa, give me all the candy in the world and throw in a few zillion dollars while you're at it. Mmmm, whatever. No, actually, give me world peace. And I want a puppy and my own dance school. Hey, here's a question: Santa what do you want for Christmas? How about a razor?!
Give me a break. Is this uncle Dean?
(PS: if it's really you, Santa, I want some Barbies)
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