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October 20, 2020
Was just thinking of the date today, 20.10.20 and my first childhood friend.  She was my grandfather's neighbour's child who was my age.  My first birthday party invitation and experience, was to attend her 7th birthday party. She passed away a few years back, but she left a distinctive legacy in her school PLMGS, and in the many lives of the girls she taught. 
Today, while thinking of her, I spotted a clipboard on my desk. Don't know who it belong to. Brought it home from the office during the circuit breaker. And there was a Hello Kitty sticker with her name on it. Adeline.  And funny thing, there isn't anyone with that name from the office. 
Still, it's good to remember her, and be inspired by the legacy she left behind and the heritage of faithfulness. 
"And those who've gone before us Line the way. Cheering on the faithful, Encouraging the weary, Their lives a stirring testiment to God's sustaining grace." Steven Green. 
Ad Loh you are an inspiration. Always will remember you, your big eyes, your smile and your generous heart. I do regret not realising that you were ill, when i last gate crashed your house with my son in tow. So glad he met you, and saw the house we used to play in and the  adjoining window where we used to call out to each other. 

"Gone from my sight, that is all"

March 26, 2016

We came together to bid farewell to Ad on Good Friday, 25 March, 2016, as we scattered her remains at sea. I cannot find the words to describe the rush of emotions, not just on this day, but on days where I wake up still not believing she is gone. Here's a poem that beautifully captures the kind of human being she was and will always be:



A Parable of Immortalit
y

I am standing upon the seashore.
A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean.
She is an object of beauty and strength.
I stand and watch until at last she hangs like a speck of white cloud
Just where the sea and the sky come to mingle with each other.
Then someone says, "There she goes!"
Gone where?
Gone from my sight, that is all.
She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side
And just as able to bear her load of living freight to the place of destination.
Her diminished size is in me, not in her.
And just at the moment when someone at my side says, "There she goes"
There are other eyes watching her coming 
And their voices ready to take up the glad shouts,
"Here she comes!"
By Henry Van Dyke

Working on the musicals with Ad

November 7, 2015

I first met Ad in 1999 when I was doing my practicum at PLMGSS. I remember asking her advice on a literary text and was surprised when she very readily passed me her entire file of notes. What a generous person, I thought. Our paths did not cross until a few months later when, out of the blue, she asked me whether I could help out on a project she was overseeing. "What's this about and what help do you need?" I asked. She said it was the school musical for the following year and explained she needed me to help manage the kids. Later I learnt, at our first committee meeting, that the proper term for "helping to manage the kids" was Director. It was of course quite daunting since I had just joined the school less than 6 months and had never directed a musical in my life. I remember that a few weeks later, we were going to hold our first auditions and I said I had no idea how to conduct an audition. But Ad had a way of putting you at ease. "It's alright," she said. "Just go with your instincts." It was also during this time that I learnt that no script and no song had been written for the musical - it was going to be completely original. There was this gungho spirit about her, this confidence about the way she announced it that somehow you just knew she would make it happen.

Ad and I got to know each other very well during the production of this first musical "The Great I Am". There were only a few months to work on this and I remember going to her house after school a few days a week and even on the weekends. Right at the beginning, there was a great synergy. Both of us were lit teachers so we spoke the same language, understood the importance of using metaphors and symbols in the story. We complemented each other well too - she was people-oriented and I was task-oriented. Often, when I lost my cool at the actors or crew, she would step in to "harmonize" the situation later. Both of us were pefectionists and would not stop until the work was up to our standards. I remember one time, we were about to finish a song and were working in the school's teachers room. This extended to a few hours and by the time we ended, a few hours had passed; it was coming to 6AM and the next school day was about to begin!

Both of us had "healthy" egos - there was an authenticity and transparency about our conversation. For example, she would tell me directly that a particular line sounded stupid and I would tell her tune sounded so dead etc. But I think we pushed each other and made sure the result (both script and songs) was satisfactory to both of us in the end. We constantly bickered over every single word, line, tune and other matters which was even noticed by people in the staffroom. Someone once said we looked like the two old friends at the theatre in the Muppet Show who were always arguing. I remember once too when I happened to be at a CD store, she called me and we talked about some matters to do with the musical. I must have disagreed with her because afterawhile, I noticed that everyone in the store was looking at me and I realized that she had been speaking very loudly to me on the phone and I had unconsciously raised my volume at the same time! At the end of the day, we loved working with each other - it was always so much fun, even the bickering and the "shut up yous". We had great respect for each other. She would call me "Caesar" (or "Great Caesar" if she wanted something from me) and never hesitate to remind me that she was the "Northern Star" (because in the play, Caesar compares himself to the northern star i.e. brightest star).

Finally, I believe we shared a spirital like-mindedness. Both the story and songs were inspired by our life journeys and, in particular, our spiritual journeys. The song "The Great I am" was inspired by a speech we heard at the end of year planning retreat when an invited pastor spoke of how, sometimes, when the moon is hidden by clouds, it is still there, just like when God is there even when we don't see Him. Quite a number of songs were written by Ad previously (she often wrote songs to encourage close friends and loved ones) and the lyrics were tweaked to fit the story. Sometimes, we would spend hours doing research by watching musicals and listening to different songs. I remember that "Pictures in your mind" was inspired by Beauty and the Beast and "The Father's hand" by Josh Groban's version of "You raise me up." I remember introducing a song from the musical Rent that goes "Will I lose my dignity, will someone care..." and this became the inspiration for the song "Someday."

Altogether, Ad and I have worked on 4 original musicals over 16 years. We started on the 5th one last year and had written the description of ten scenes, two Acts. In June this year, she showed me the lyrics of a song she had written. Later, she texted me about a possible title. She wanted the next musical to be called "Created for His glory" to remind the students that they have a higher purpose. Ad had an unwavering love for God. She once told me she saw herself as a Barnabas in the bible who often came alongside others to encourage them and support them. Indeed, in many of the musicals we wrote, the lead character, who was often searching for her identity, feeling spiritually lost, would always be supported by an encouraging friend who would help point the way. In a way, I believe she was a Barnabas to many - her husband, her close friends, and her students she mentored. My own life has been shaped by the numerous conversations we have had and the way she journeyed with me through the different seasons of my life e.g. before I was married, while I changed jobs, when I went overseas etc. Many of the stories we shared were eventually incorporated in the stories and music that were written.

This is part of what I wrote to her immediately after the 2012 musical: "I am proud of what we have done. Deeply proud. I'm proud because everytime we do a musical, it is proclaimation of what He is doing in our lives. Our lives are books and God writes himself into the story of our lives - the musical is but a reflection of this. It has been such a privilege and blessing to be involved in this. Throughout all these years, you have been that consistent, unfailing friend, always reminding me to go home and I thank God for our friendship. Who knows what the next couple of years will bring? But I do know this - the words we have spoken and proclaimed will be a foundation for this next season of our lives because we chose to begin it with God. I'm looking forward to our next spiritual adventure together."

I would have continued working on musicals until the day we retired but our God has other plans. What an inspiration she has been! I await the day we can continue this work in heaven.

Eulogy for Ad (from Karen, 1 Nov 2015)

November 2, 2015

My name is Karen, a long-time friend of Ad’s.

Ad’s battle with cancer was a difficult one. Only a few were privy to the complexity of her illness and the pain she went through. Ad didn’t want others to feel sorry for her, so she always kept up a brave front and said that she was okay. Even in her dying moments, she thought about others, asking me if I had taken my lunch and how my treatment was coming along. Our relationship evolved in the last two years and she became more than a friend – she was my cancer buddy and my cheerleader.

This is just one of many wonderful stories about Ad we’ve heard these past few days. This evening, I want to share a different love story about Ad. Ad first met Allister when they were studying in Melbourne. She called me long distance one night and told me she had found her soul mate, except that Alli hadn’t realised it yet. She spoke of how kind, giving, and sensitive he was, and how perfect his English was – all very important attributes we see in Ad herself. As their friendship grew, their love also strengthened quietly. Ad would share all kinds of idiosyncrasies about Alli, like how he would run ahead to open the door for a stranger, and end up standing there holding the door forever; how he always thought about others first, and anticipated the needs and feelings of everyone else, often forgetting about his own. You see this even during this time of mourning, with Alli busy checking that the elderly have their seats, and visitors are fed. Tonight, as we grieve, we are thinking of you, Alli. We remember and honour the very special, selfless love you and Ad shared. You had a deep emotional and spiritual connection, and intense love that words cannot describe. Ad loved you so much, and there can never be a substitute for what we can offer, but a continued lifetime of friendship is what we give you.

There is a Latin phrase “in medias-res” which means “in the middle of things.” We all die in medias-res, in the middle of a story, and Ad’s story is just one of many stories that will continue to be told.

Friends from 17 to eternity

November 2, 2015

Dearest Ad,

You're a very special friend. It's amazing how many times our paths crossed in life, starting from Junior College in Jan 1989 (actually now that I think about it, I think it was 1987 at Paul Ling's birthday party and that's how we recognised each other in JC) and then again in university in Melbourne. I remember our trip in 1993  Easter from Melbourne to Sydney and Canberra with Karen ("shaddup") and Heidi. I still remember the drive in to Canberra and it was all dark and I was driving and you were in the front while the other two princesses were sleeping in the back. Suddenly on the dark road, both of us exclaimed at the same time "What was that?!". To this day we suspect it might have been a kangaroo about to jump on the road, but we'll never know for sure. Your car, a white 1980s Datsun (not Nissan) Pulsar got a great workout on that trip. I took it up to 160km/h and you were pretty cool about it (at that point, that was the fasted I'd ever driven. That record now stands at 220km/h... I know you'd be proud). As it happens, I ended up buying the car from you in 1996 when I did my Honours year as you left Melbourne to go back to Singapore and it served me faithfully. 

I remember first meeting Allister when he moved into the house that you, Heidi and Kevin were staying and they boarded up the living room to create a new room for him. I don't think he was very impressed that EVERY time I saw him, I'd sing "Prince Ali, Ali is he, Ali ah bub-buah!" (from the movie Aladin). Errrm... I don't think he's going to be very impressed that I'm sharing this here and the trend might resurrect again ;) Sorry Prince Ali... Ali is he, Ali ah bub-buah!

After I started living in Brisbane, Australia in 2002, I'd come back for visits to Singapore every year or two, and I would attend New Creation Church (when it was at the Rock in Suntec City) and one day after service, as I was coming out, I saw you enter and you saw me at the same time and in front of all the people who were coming in and going out we just stood there and said "Ad!" and "Joe!" and embraced. I was amazed to see you at New Creation because throughout uni we had talked about the different styles of worship and you seemed more inclined to the more traditional worship. Now you get to worship with the angels and all the other saints gathered around the throne singing "Holy, Holy, Holy is our Lord God Almighty"

We'd always catch up every time I was back to Singapore and fast forward to when you told us about the cancer, either at your home in Serangoon Gardens or Heidi's house. It rattled us a bit, but since that time, we've been constantly keeping you in our family prayers.

We serve and worship a wonderful, loving God who loves us more than we can know or understand.

I'm looking forward to hanging out again in eternity. See you then. 

You were always there

November 2, 2015

Thank you for being that wonderful, faithful and all-weather friend. 

You were there each day everyday when mum was ill in 1994. 

You were there always to ask after my first day at a new job posting.

You were there when I sprained my back . 

You were there to encourage or give feedback when I emceed. 

You were there at many of our holidays and always there to drive.

You were there when I was hurt and overwhelmed. 

You were there to bring us our fav food.

You were there to clown around with your antics to make us laugh.

You were there on every second day of CNY.

You were there even when you were very ill.

You were there in big and small ways but you were always there. 

I will miss you very dearly. It hurts to know that you will not be around anymore.

Rest in Peace my friend and enjoy the presence of our Heavenly Father whom you love so dearly.

Till we meet again

Thank you, Miss Loh.

November 1, 2015

I remember lessons in the music room with you reading "Crick Crack Monkey" to us during literature lessons. 

I remember always asking you for that 0.5 mark to pass my common test and you'd always give me the same answer, saying that you've looked through my script countless times and there's no other (half) mark that you can award me with. 

Or just the casual, 'How are you, Amanda?' along the corridors in school when we happened to meet. 

As my friends and I spoke fondly about you this afternoon, we all remember how you'd always tell us "Good job!", regardless of how we did for common test or for daily devotion or for whatever it might be. And those 2 words were an encouragement to us. 

The musicals that you helped plan (even while you were battling cancer), the songs you wrote for the different occasions, the words of encouragements, love and care that you gave us, they all live in memory of you. 

Here's to a life well lived. And as I would quote you - "Good job!" 

We will all miss you.

May you rest in peace, Miss Loh.

Lianhe Wanbao's Article on Adeline Loh

November 1, 2015

Translation: Talented teacher gave her whole life to PLMGS. She wrote songs, composed music and produced 4 musicals.

Adeline spent 29 years in PLMGS with 10 years as a student.
Every 4 years, she would produce a musical, with the next musical due next year. Unfortunately she passed on before it was completed. A memorial website has been set up by alumni for friends and students to pay tribute.

Adeline teaches English, literature and music. She has made great contributions to the aesthetics department.
Each musical would involve more than 100 students. Besides coming up with the script, Adeline would compose songs and music that leaves deep memories. Even as she battles with cancer, she was still working with other teachers on the musical due next year. Receiving text messages from her on ideas and suggestions were frequent.

Adeline has also made positive impact on the lives of many students. Many tributes paid to her expresses great loss of a friend, an inspiration, a pillar of support, an unwavering force towards the school and students and that her laughter, wit, creativity and selflessness will be greatly missed.

A student also shared on how Adeline has inspired her to be a teacher. Many students had also uploaded songs composed by Adeline onto the memorial website.
Classes by Adeline were always fun. Students would look forward to her next class.

Adeline's niece also shared that it was a dream come true to work alongside her as a teacher.
Another student gave tribute to Adeline for never giving up on her as she struggles with English. Adeline's encouragement has helped the student to improve her English.

http://www.wanbao.com.sg/local/story20151031-67419#local

 

 

What I learned about Adeline from the tributes.

October 31, 2015

At Saturday night's memorial, I sat in silence and witnessed the tributes given by Adeline's Cousin, Teacher, Students and Friends.

From the tributes, I learnt her story.

Adeline was born into love, a love selflessly given by her Mothers Eileen and Jessie.
As a child, she was raised in a loving extended family of Aunties and Cousins.
As a student, she was taught with love by her Teachers, and fostered deep and loving friendships that continued through decades.
As a wife, she was loved unconditionally by her soulmate and husband, Allister. 

Having received love, 

Adeline gave her love selflessly, as Daugther, to her Mothers, Eileen and Jessie.
As Cousin and Aunty, she showered her love on her nephews and nieces.
As Teacher in her alma mater, she gave her love to the school through the gift of music;
to her PLMGS students, she gave unconditional love, guidance and hope.
As friend, she loved through her company, hugs and gifts.
As wife, her love for Allister was absolute and complete, one where no spoken words between them were needed.  


October 31, 2015

Ms Loh and the PL Choir. Always singing, always making music unto the Lord, always dedicated. 

Solid as a Rock

October 30, 2015

Adeline and I started our PL journey together in 1979. When I came back to PL to serve through the Alumni, Adeline stood by me not just through the years, but every single day. She was my sounding board, provided a listening ear, offered words of advice and encouragement, she was my bedrock of comfort through every challenge. I turned to her at every point, to share good news, and bad, to seek her counsel on every matter big and small. Serving for 8 years and counting would have been difficult without her firm support. I miss our daily exchanges. Even now I catch myself thinking I should "ask Ad" about something or other.

This picture was taken in 2011 during an alumni committee meeting. October was always a busy month, what with school exams and the Founder's Day preparations. Yet Adeline never forgot my birthday, even though I often forgot my own (stopped counting). On this occasion, she surprised me with a cake, and arranged for a photographer to capture the special occasion. In fact, to my astonishment, there was an unusually large number of people at that meeting. I was so touched by her love, evident not just then, but in how she placed me and everyone else, before herself at all times.

I love you dear Ad. 

Your friend, Su. 

Wedding Band

October 30, 2015

Ad was the key musician for my church wedding. Thank you, Ad!

Thank you, Ad!

October 30, 2015

Dear Ad, Thank you so much for agreeing to be part of my wedding band although I have left PL then. I am grateful for the times you have guided me in choir and in the EL department. I will never forget your laughter, your music talent, your exceptional creativity. Thank you for your friendship.


October 30, 2015

I remember Adeline being among one of Mrs Winnie Tan's favourite group of PL/GB girls (late 1980s) known to be fiercefully loyal to the school and (impossibly) talented, academic and outstanding in every way. She was my relief teacher after she'd completed JC and when my turn came in 1997, I became relief teacher for two of her ELang & ELit classes, before she graduated from NIE. We'd touched base prior to the school term, to have a chat about teaching style, class management etc. (so she won't have to undo any crazy schemes I might implement) and to facilitate a smoother transition for the girls. When my stint was nearly up, we had another chat about each girl in both classes so she could hit the ground running from day 1.

A caring and dedicated educator, generous in spirit and a wonderful person all round. 

I was inducted

October 30, 2015

inducted into this group of aunties that had grown up together. This was taken in August on a trip together to Penang... just chilling and hanging out together... 

At my children's baptism

October 30, 2015

It was weird for Caitlyn to see her godma in school everyday... from callingnher auntie Ad to Ms Loh... and now Godma loh?

Maid-of-honour (1997)

October 30, 2015

Ad as my maid-of-honour at my wedding in 1997. It was a very intimate affair, with our clothes sewn by Marj's mom, and flowers put together by friends. With Ad, things were always simple and genuine -- just like the person she was.

Ad's home -- our home

October 30, 2015

We always hung out at her home -- whether it was to makan, gossip, celebrate birthdays, share sob stories. Her home was also our home.

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