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;Saturday, April 3, 2010
Life...
It is a bed of roses, but how about the thorns? There will inevitably be thorns that will cut you but soon heal; some that will leave no more than a scratch; but there will be some which will prick your heart deeply, and no matter how you try to pull it out it will remain. There is one such thorn in my life...
On Wednesday night I met the old man again.
His wispy white hair was thinner than the last time I saw him. He was a familiar sight to the commuters at Ang Mo Kio Interchange; he always wore the same shirt and the same pants. There were a few gentle pockmarks on his wrinkled face; his skin was darker than mine. His white cane moved about with a life of its own, tapping everywhere, like an overzealous woodpecker. His eyes were lifeless and closed as he stood in front of me waiting for Bus 25.
Bus 25 came. I walked to the doors and I saw a boy in Serangoon Gardens Secondary School uniform helping the man up the bus. When the boy was fumbling, trying to help the man tap his card and at the same time trying to tap his own ez-link card, I took over and supported the old man to a seat near the exit of the bus.
He sat down. He looked around aimlessly and he whispered a 'thank you' into the air. I smiled as he said this to a different person every week. Last week it was a middle-aged lady and the woman standing next to her and the previous week, it was a tattooed young man with hoop earrings and a choker.
The incident was so memorable because it stirred up so much feelings. I thought that it was unfortunate that the old man did not thank the boy in school uniform, and I admired the old man, having the courage to leave the safety of his house and live independently despite his handicap. However, most importantly it shows that if Singaporeans are willing to support each other although they are total strangers, and have the initiative to help fellow men (and women) in need, Singapore will be much more pleasant, and the Forum would not be flooded with letters of complaints against taxi drivers and bus conductors and rude aunties and littering youths and old men who are naked in the shopping centre and...
Seriously though, this shows that Singaporeans in reality are civic-minded and not self-centred, just that we do not publicise the good acts, only the ungracious acts. We should praise and encourage our own people. I see very few letters praising courtesy in the Forum, and those few are all written by foreigners.
Seriously though, this shows that Singaporeans in reality are civic-minded and not self-centred, just that we do not publicise the good acts, only the ungracious acts. We should praise and encourage our own people. I see very few letters praising courtesy in the Forum, and those few are all written by foreigners.
By: Rebecca
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Messedsy&& 2:27 PM