Wednesday, December 17, 2008



A dear friend sent me this lovely advice.

I ran into a stranger as he passed by,
"Oh excuse me please" was my reply.

He said, "Please excuse me too;
I wasn't watching for you."

We were very polite, this stranger and I.
We went on our way and we said goodbye.

But at home a different story is told,
How we treat our loved ones, young and old.

Later that day, cooking the evening meal,
My son stood beside me very still.

When I turned, I nearly knocked him down.
"Move out of the way," I said with a frown.

He walked away, his little heart broken.
I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken.

While I lay awake in bed, God's still small voice came to me and said,

"While dealing with a stranger,
common courtesy you use,
but the family you love, you seem to abuse.

Go and look on the kitchen floor,
You'll find some flowers there by the door.

Those are the flowers he brought for you.
He picked them himself: pink, yellow and blue.

He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise,
you never saw the tears that filled his little eyes."

By this time, I felt very small,
And now my tears began to fall.

I quietly went and knelt by his bed;
"Wake up, little one, wake up," I said.

"Are these the flowers you picked for me?"
He smiled, "I found 'em, out by the tree.

I picked 'em because they're pretty like you.
I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue."

I said, "Son, I'm very sorry for the way I acted today;
I shouldn't have yelled at you that way."
He said, "Oh, Mom, that's okay.
I love you anyway."

I said, "Son, I love you too,
and I do like the flowers, especially the blue."

Are you aware that if we died tomorrow, the company
that we are working for could easily replace us in
a matter of days.
But the family we left behind will feel the loss
for the rest of their lives.

And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more
into work than into our own family,
an unwise investment indeed,
don't you think?
So what is behind the story?

Do you know what the word FAMILY means?

Come to think of it....
I'm harsh n think too much bout work :(.
My other half...same :(
The kids....already shown all the 'not-good-manners' way of talking :(

Can I change this bad attitude?
I want to be like the Siamese..they were so polite..I think their gangster may recite 'sawadikap' to each other too.

Good manners start at home (telling myself).

Speaking of good manners..there's a short story about this recently in HK.

"We were boarding a train to get to the departure hall. I was totally not in d mood cos getting sort of harsh remarks earlier at the immigresen counter. Awish as usual get over-excited when inside a train...n start screaming and getting mina to play/ join his excitement...i just look at them. Not even in the mood to get angry at them.

Suddenly, the 'engrish' lady beside me, turn her head and speak to me.
'Please tell your kids not to scream inside the train!' with a very stern look/ sombong/ marah kinda thing.

Again, I really not in the mood to answer/ argue with her...and not in the mood to hush down the kids. Malu tak? Boleh tahan gak lah.

I just 'syyhhhhh' and put my finger to my mouth ..signalling my kids to stay put and quite.

Dlm hati 'mesti dia ni dulu masa kecik budak baik..or semua kerabat dia budak baik...or tak penah ada anak.....or have a supermom who can control their behaviour when they were youngs'.

Not only that, on her way out of the train, (this is totally unacceptable)...she 'jeling' at Awish sambil mengomel!
For god sake! That's not good manners! You have done your job by telling me to control my kids hokey! It's not necessary for you to do that kidn of remarks.....gosh! Rasa nak tumbuk jek..!

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