Chinese New Year eve…with grandma living alone in the coffee shop, without great grandma and grandpa around, dishes on the round table are leaser during the dinner time. Only three persons take up the site as my uncles are not coming back from Australia and Singapore… though grandma really misses them much. My father with his own strange attitude…my mom …sister…brother…they were not there as well. I was too tired to think of why…a simple thing they made it so complicated…
The three persons were my grandma …me and my old uncle (great grandma’s brother)… but three of us were having a great time from the afternoon up till evening. They open up their memories to share with me …
My grandma say when she was little china girl working hard everyday in the farm… most delighted happening were the Chinese New Year eve. The house would be lighted up by candles brighter then usual they only afford to spend extra on this occasion during the cold winter. She says…it was beautiful…she felt so merry…each days of hard labor she anticipated for this very day…with better meal on the table and Chinese new year mark as her holidays no longer need to work at the farm with the water buffalo Constantly asks her grandma when is the day to come … pondering why the day took so long to arrive. These were her old days…
My old uncle say started his first work as washing plate in the estate club house at the age of 5, RM3.00 per month…in the later days he brought up his children with the same job. He stay in the old folk home today …he is very old now…through his conversation with grandma I learn that he was very sad and lonely. He cracks a joke saying…better kill himself then continue to in suffering this life…my grandma say…why you want to do that…you had suffer for 80 years in this world …you still want to continue to suffer forever in hell? …come on don’t be that stupid…she say to me… each person has his own sadness and difficulties to bear…so we need to understand and forgive them….be kind to them.
Today I’m very please and glad with my grandma…even though she can’t read a words in the bible…but God really work in wondrous…upon her faith …I always see her having a peaceful soul, contentment in living , happiness that this world can never steal it away as she age gracefully abide with Lord. I can see the different now between people upon their will and perceptive …He really promises us …in made a new…
Monday, February 11, 2008
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