Laughter is GREAT for the soul

When was the last time you laughed? Was it a 2 second chuckle or stomach stitch hysterics that set off after every breather you took? If you have a toddler, it probably wasn’t too long ago. 

The only downside of me laughing too hard is that I tend to get out of breath and need my inhaler (I’m asthmatic). But I’d welcome a good laugh ANYTIME. 

I don’t remember having too many laughs throughout my childhood, quite a distressing thought now that I think about it. But T, my 22 month old, laughs everyday. She laughs at me being silly, she laughs at herself for no apparent reason, she laughs at the simplest things, any jerky movement or tone of voice sets her off. She’s either a toddler with a great sense of humour or has inherited some schizophrenia of sorts. 

My earliest memory of gut jabbing laughter was with my best friend, Linda, whom I spent many days and years with. We were playing ‘kiss & catch’ with the boys at her pool. Yes, she had a swimming pool!!! Now if you’re in
Australia, it may not be a big deal but in the early 80s, having a house pool was a big deal in KL. So the both of us liked this one cute guy and would allow him to ‘catch’ us but the moment any of the other guys made an attempt, we’d kick and hit and swim for our lives. Talking about it in bed together that night was VERY funny.
 

I remember one instance when Linda exited the pool ready to dry herself with her white towel draped over a chair.  She had reached for what looked like a pile of clothes sitting slightly on her towel when we heard the loudest shriek. She had just flung into air, one of the guy’s underwear – NOT the guy we liked.  

Another time, our soon to be ‘boyfriends’ had taken us out onto the golf course with intentions to kiss us but at 12, their balls were not quite yet formed in totality. My ‘boyfriend’ and I hid behind a big tree while Linda and her ‘boyfriend’ hid behind another, we were exactly 20 feet apart. We stood there for the longest time waiting to be kissed whilst these two ball-less chimpanzees kept bobbing their heads out of the tree trunk to exchange a few signs with each other. From their facial expressions, I gathered they were trying to determine if wither one had done it yet. I was about to give them another 2 minutes when a large iguana scurried through our ‘love’ trees. That was it. The boys lost their chance and Linda and I were fast far away and had no intentions of returning. 

Playing ping-pong one day at school with spectators, my opponent did a hard smash and suddenly the ball was nowhere to be found. We searched high and low, even some of our spectators joined in the search for the mysterious missing ping-pong ball. After searching long and hard, we gave up and sent for a new ball. While waiting, out of nowhere the mysterious ball appeared…Plop…. Plop… plop, plop, plop. Everyone roared and questions started flying. There was this really large girl seated on the ping-pong table opposite who was rather sullen. Then it clicked. The ball had smashed right in between her thighs straight to her crotch and she’d kept it there hidden for the longest time!  

These are the first memories that came to my head and now that I think of it again, I’ve had TONS of laughter in my lifetime. More than enough to make up for loss of laughter at any point!

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Who is Mamapumpkin?
Mamapumpkin spent 7 years in London committing crimes to gain her Bartlett BSc in Architecture. She spent 7 years as a Stay At Home Mom raising her children as documented in this Mamapumpkin blog since over 10 years ago and thereafter returned to the Corporate World stronger than ever. Her last job as Country Director of a British Railway Signalling organisation saw her getting ill with an aortal and mitral heart valve regurgitation and early stage cancer. Through her journey from working to not working to working again, she sets out to prove to all women that they can do anything and everything that they set out to do; as long as they have that fire of desire burning within and the drive to work hard. Even better with oodles of love, passion and integrity.

Despite being ill, she has grown a network marketing business from very little knowledge and experience in the otherwise infamously known MLM (Multi-Level Marketing) industry, racing from an income of ZERO to RM 100,000 monthly in merely 2 years. She is a firm believer of the MLM business model but realises the pitfalls too and understands how and why the majority of people would shy away (or zoom far away) from any MLM business.

She is now pondering the title of her new book, From Zero to 100,000 RM monthly in 2 years and has a sequel in the pipeline with the aim of helping real professionals succeed in the World of MLM. Always the giver, Mamapumpkin has supported orphans for over 30 years and has now extended her care to the sick, single mothers, and even struggling families. She believes that with the MLM business model, we can all have a life of our own desires to enable real contribution into the world.

A beautiful life without limits.

Mamapumpkin currently manages the Homeschooling Hub Malaysia on Facebook. She also runs Working Women Malaysia (not THAT kind of Working Women!), Mamapumpkin - Creating A Life of Abundance, and Funky Moms on Facebook to offer REAL support to all women who want career and life success. She is a living testimony that women really can have a lot. Being financially free has enabled her to travel the world anytime anywhere doing anything, and she spends most of her day to day with her children, reading and supporting other women.

For enquiries, please contact her at mamapumpkin at gmail dot com or WhatsApp her at +6012-2333840
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