Today my mum ended up sick with the fever, flu and cough and she was shivering all over, so I stayed at home to take care of her. But anyways, there is not much to do during the holidays. I personally prepared her lunch and dinner and made for her barley and herbal tea and even served it to her on a tray. She told me she feels like a queen today... hmmm. I guess only for today ba... Its also a good way to put my nursing care to practice.
Then today I watched this jap drama series called " Striker No. 1" . Its a japanese drama about a girl who is a volley ball enthusiast and a member of her school volley ball team. She is for some reason picked to represent her school in the national team although her volley ball skills are not the best in her team. So this drama focuses on her path from a amateur to one of the best players in her team. Off course there is quite an exciting storyline in it too... What captivates me the most is the girl's determination and perseverance to pick herself up after each failed attempt. Besides playing with the volleyball they have to do many other activities to train up stamina, agility, alertness and u name it... I spite of the monstrous training she kept her spirits up. This reminds me of the training we have in tkd to train us for sparring. But I am not half as determined as her. Sometimes I feel like giving up running or during the training esp. when i never come for a long time. I know i should push myself to the limit but i dun have that motivation. I am talking about inner motivation. Now to me, its just like a PE class we have every week. Its just a neutral feeling.
Besides this, i am also busy knitting a booble hat in time for my aunt's birthday. She is a very special person to me. Cause she was the aunt that first told me about Christ in primary 6. When me and my mum first came to Singapore, she provide free lodging and food for us, and arranged for my schooling and arranged for free tuition for me... I dunno how I can ever repay her kindness to me. Although now I am busy with my life and she with hers but i think we must still find time to meet up and catch up with old times.
This sunday I am going to "The Hiding place" in which my aunt and her husband stay and own. Now they are semi retired and live in australia most of the time. The hiding Place is a christian home for drug addicts to rehabilitate. It was the place i stayed in for half a year after coming back from China. All my uncle friends there are fierce looking with big tattooes as they were previously from gangs or ex convicts. But i think they have a even bigger heart. This is because, they did make a mistake once in their life but they are really willing to turn over a new leaf. I think its also by God's grace and that they got to know God's love which gave them strength. Its also impt not to judge ppl by there appearances. Everyone always have their own reasons for doing something. Even if they have done something wrong they deserve another chance. This is life. To me, my stay there was a happy period in my life. When I really made friends...
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