I fell in love with motorsports after I got married. I used to follow my husband to the tracks as many of his friends are involved in this sport. We used to go for go - cart a the Sunway Extreme Park and sometimes at the Shah Alam Stadium. In fact, before the Shah Alam Circuit was closed, we used to go there too to watch the race at the same time supporting our friends who took part in the race . The interest in motorsports continues as my three kids love it too. It has now become the family's interest and activity. Whenever we are free, we will for g0 - chart together or to the Sepang International Circuit for GT Japan, F1 and MME. Most probably we will be in Sepang too for the Motor GP.
What is Merdeka Millenium Endurance or MME? . It's a race that involves all kinds of cars and in different category. You can find Porsche, Lotus, Honda Type R, Toyota Celica , Honda Civic Coupe, Subaru Imprenza, just to mention a few. This race is a non - stop car racing, for 12 hours. It started at 12 noon on 30th August and finished at 12 midnight. Each team consists of 4 to 5 drivers who will take turns in driving the car throughout the 12 hours. The admission is free. There were many visitors from SM Teknik Batu Pahat, SM Teknik Pasir Mas, Kelantan and Kolej Komuniti Hulu Langat from the T- shirt they were wearing. Anyway, we did not wait until the end of the race. But watching it in front of my TV set.
We met Mr Karamjit Singh, Malaysia's famous rally driver. He was very friendly to everybody. Many of the visitors grabbed the opportunity to take pictures with him. Besides the race, there were also colouring competition and traditional dance competition for children, booth selling car accessories, souvenir of the MME, car exhibitions where cars which have been modified or gone through a make- over took part in the exhibitions. Before we left, we dropped by at the Automonbile Museum. It's great to be watching the fast cars with sound of the engine roaring like a thunder !!
Today, Malaysia celebrate its 51st Independence Day. To all Malaysians, 'Selamat Menyambut Hari Kemerdekaan Yang Ke 51.' Nothing much for me to talk about as most of us have put or chosen this topic as one of the entry in our blog. More or less, the content is quite the same. I am proud to be born in Malaysia and to be Malaysian. To be living in this wonderful, peaceful and unique country, with people from different races, religion, culture, language etc, living as one and in harmony.Not to forget, celebrated two festivals at one time, the Deepa Raya (Deepavali and Hari Raya) and also the Gong Xi Raya ( Gong Xi Fa Cai and Hari Raya). This is when the two festivals fell in the same month! Anywhere I go, Malaysia is always in my heart, the home that I always want to be!
PERPADUAN TERAS KEJAYAAN
Kini Semangat Jalan Seiring Satu Amanah Kerjasama Jadi Teras Bangsa Mulia Sehati Sejiwa
Bangun Membantu Agar Sepakat Moga Terserlah Perpaduan Agar Teguh Dipersada Dalam Hidup Harmoni
Sirami Rasa Kasih Sayang Jadi Benteng Hidup Yang Harmoni Nurani Ikhlas Dihati Murni Menjadi Kekuatan Kita
My apology to all the gentlemen. I did not mean to leave you out from my list. It's just because I haven't found a suitable gift to give to all of you. So, I have to search high and low to find you a suitable gift. Finally, I found one. I hope you guys will be happy to receive a small gift from me. A gift of friendship. This gift goes out to :
Salam and greetings to all my blogger friends. I have been buzy lately with my work. So, that's why I have no chance to update my blog with new entry. So, sorry. By the way, thank you so much to all my friends who have been giving me with all kinds of awards. So, I guess I have to do the same too. Sorry, it's a bit late because I have been looking all over the place to find you a suitable gift. So to all my blogger friends, I am giving this to you as a token of appreciation for our friendship. This special gift goes out to all these people. Hope all of you will be happy to receive this from me. The recipients of this gift are as follows : 1. Kak Kamsiah 2. Kin 3. Ain 4. Azza 5. K. Ummi 6. Ai 7. Anna (Dalissa)
Last night I watched the F1 Grand Prix , held in one of the newest circuit in Valencia, Spain. The circuit was the latest circuit that was built on ordinary road, after Albert Park in Australia and Monte Carlo. And of course, as a great fan of Ferrari team, I was expecting something good from the race. Nothing else, but for Ferrari to win the race .
But, as usual in a race or competition, we could not expect everything to be good and nice all the time ! Anything can happen as it is beyond our own expectation or control. The same thing goes with the race. The Ferrari team driver, Kimi Raikonnen was out from the race as the car had engine failure! Oo why? Kimi why? I was hoping to see Kimi on the podium rather than Lewis Hamilton or other F1 drivers. To me, Kimi is a very good driver and he can go further in his career as an F1 driver. He started at a very young age and he is now among the favourite F1 drivers.
I remember this saying when I was back in college used by a close friend of mine , 'Hope for the best, prepare for the worst'. I know that I must not put high hope for the Ferrari to win, but deep down inside, Go.... Ferrari Go....! Reach for the podium Kimi! I really want the Ferrari team to win! Too bad for the Ferrari team in Valencia. Eventhough, Felipe Massa from Ferrari team, was first on the podium, but he was said to be driving dangerously. Due to that, there's a possibility that he would be fined by the FIA. However , it's not finalised yet.
Anyway, I am quite sad with the result of yesterday's race. Kimi was out of the race. I just hope that Mass would not be disqualified from the race due to his driving! If not, Lewis Hamilton will be the winner ! For Ferrari team, keep on racing!
Memang sukar untuk orang lain percaya,tapi itulah yang berlaku. Ibu saya memang seorang pembohong!! Sepanjang ingatan saya sekurang-kurangnya 8 kali ibu membohongi saya.Saya perlu catatkan segala pembohongan itu untuk dijadikan renungan kita semua.
Cerita ini bermula ketika saya masih kecil. Saya lahir sebagai seorang anak lelaki dalam sebuah keluarga miskin.Makan minum serba kekurangan. Kami sering kelaparan. Adakalanya, selama beberapa hari kami terpaksa makanberlaukkan ikan masin dikongsi satu keluarga. Sebagai anak yang masih kecil, saya sering saja merungut. Sayamenangis mahukan nasi dan lauk yang banyak. Tapi ibu cepat memujuk. Ketika makan, ibu sering membahagikan bahagian nasinya untuk saya. Sambil memindahkan nasi ke mangkuk saya, ibu berkata : ' ' Makanlah nak ibu tak lapar. ' - PEMBOHONGAN IBU YANG PERTAMA.
Ketika saya mulai besar ibu yang gigih sering meluangkan waktu senggangnya untuk pergi memancing di tali air berhampiran rumah. Ibu berharap dari ikan hasil pancingan itu dapat memberikan sedikit makanan untuk membesarkan kami adik-beradik. Pulang dari memancing, ibu memasak gulai ikan yang segar dan mengundang selera. Sewaktu saya memakan gulai ikan itu ibu duduk disamping kami dan memakan sisa daging ikan yang masih menempel di tulang daripada bekas sisa ikan yang saya makan tadi. Saya sedih melihat ibu seperti itu.. Hati saya tersentuh lalu dengan menggunakan sudu saya memberikan ikan itu kepada ibu. Tetapi ibu dengan cepat menolaknya. Ibu berkata : ' Makanlah nak, ibu tak suka makan ikan. ' - PEMBOHONGAN IBU YANG KEDUA.
Di usia awal remaja, saya masuk sekolah menengah. Ibu pergi ke kedai dengan membawa sejumlah penyapu lidi dan kuih-muih untuk menyara persekolahan saya, abang dan kakak. Suatu dinihari lebih kurang pukul 1.30 pagi saya terjaga dari tidur. Saya melihat ibu membuat kuih dengan bertemankan sebuah pelita dihadapannya. Beberapa kali saya melihat kepala ibu terhangguk kerana mengantuk. Saya berkata : ' Ibu,tidurlah, esok pagi ibu kena pergi kebun pula. ' Ibu tersenyum dan berkata : ' Cepatlah tidur nak, ibu belum mengantuk lagi. ' - PEMBOHONGAN IBU YANG KETIGA.
Di hujung musim persekolahan, ibu meminta cuti kerja supaya dapat menemani saya pergi ke sekolah untuk menduduki peperiksaan penting. Ketika hari sudah siang, terik panas matahari mulai menyinari, ibu terus sabar menunggu saya di luar dewan. Ibu seringkali saja tersenyum dan mulutnya terkumat-kamit berdoa kepada Illahi agar saya lulus ujian peperiksaan ini dengan cemerlang. Ketika loceng berbunyi menandakan ujian sudah selesai, ibu dengan segera menyambut saya dan menuangkan kopi yang sudah disiapkan dalam botol yang dibawanya. Kopi yang kental itu tidak dapatdibandingkan dengan kasih sayang ibu yang jauh lebih kental. Melihat tubuh ibu yang dibasahi peluh, saya segera memberikan cawan saya itu kepada ibu dan menyuruhnya minum. Tapi ibu cepat-cepat menolaknya dan berkata : 'Minumlah nak, ibu tak haus!! ' -PEMBOHONGAN IBU YANG KEEMPAT.
Setelah pemergian ayah kerana sakit, iaitu selepas saya baru beberapa bulan dilahirkan, ibulah yang mengambil tugas sebagai ayah kepada kami sekeluarga. Ibu bekerja mengambil upah di kebun, membuat penyapu lidi dan menjual kuih-muih agar kami tidak kelaparan. Tapi apalah sangat kudrat seorang ibu. Kehidupan keluarga kami semakin susah dan susah. Melihat keadaan keluarga yang semakin parah, seorang pakcik yang baik hati dan tinggal berjiran dengan kami, datang untuk membantu ibu. Anehnya, ibu menolak bantuan itu. Jiran-jiran sering kali menasihati ibu supaya menikah lagi agar ada seorang lelakiyang akan menjaga dan mencarikan wang untuk kami sekeluarga. Tetapi ibu yang keras hatinya tidak mengendahkannasihat mereka. Ibu berkata : ' Saya tidak perlukan cinta dan saya tidak perlukan lelaki. ' - PEMBOHONGAN IBU YANG KELIMA.
Setelah kakak dan abang habis belajar dan mula bekerja, ibu sudah pun tua. Kakak dan abang menyuruh ibu supaya berehat sahaja di rumah. Tidak payahlah lagi bersusah payah dan bersengkang mata untuk mencari duit. Tetapi ibu tidak mahu. Ibu rela pergik e pasar setiap pagi menjual sedikit sayur untuk memenuhi keperluan hidupnya. Kakak dan abang yang bekerja jauh di kota besar sering mengirimkan wang untuk membantu memenuhi keperluan ibu, pun begitu ibu tetap berkeras tidak mahu menerima wang tersebut. Malahan ibu mengirim balik wang itu dan ibu berkata : ' Jangan susah- susah, ibu ada duit. ' - PEMBOHONGAN IBU YANG KEENAM.
Setelah tamat pengajian di universiti, saya melanjutkan lagi pelajaran ke peringkat sarjana di luar negara. Pengajian saya di sana dibiayai sepenuhnya oleh sebuah syarikat besar.Sarjana itu saya sudahi dengan cemerlang,kemudian saya pun bekerja dengan syarikat yang telah membiayai pengajian saya juga di luar negara. Dengan gaji yang agak lumayan, sayaberhajat membawa ibu untuk menikmati penghujung hidupnya di luar negara.Pada pandangan saya, ibu sudah puas bersusah payah untuk kami. Hampir seluruh hidupnya habis dengan penderitaan, eloklah kalau hari-hari tuanya ini ibu habiskan dengan keceriaan dan keindahan pula. Tetapi ibu yang baik hati, menolak ajakan saya. Ibu tidak mahu menyusahkan anaknya ini dengan berkata ; ' Tak payahlah, ibu tak biasa tinggal di negara orang. ' - PEMBOHONGAN IBU YANG KETUJUH.
Beberapa tahun berlalu, ibu semakin tua.. Suatu malam saya menerima berita ibu diserang penyakit kanser. Ibu mesti dibedah secepat mungkin. Saya yang ketika itu berada jauh diseberang samudera terus segera pulang untuk menjenguk ibunda tercinta. Saya melihat ibu terbaring lemah di katil hospital setelah menjalani pembedahan. Ibu yang kelihatan sangat tua, menatap wajah saya dengan penuh kerinduan. Ibu menghadiahkan saya sebuah senyuman biarpun agak kaku kerana terpaksa menahan sakit yang menjalari setiap inci tubuhnya.. Saya dapat melihat dengan jelas betapa seksanya penyakit itu telah memamah tubuh ibu sehingga ibu menjadi terlalu lemah dan kurus. Saya menatap wajah ibu sambil berlinangan air mata . Saya cium tangan ibu kemudian saya kucup pula pipi dan dahinya. Di saat itu hati saya terlalu pedih, sakit sekali melihat ibu dalam keadaan seperti ini. Tetapi ibu tetap tersenyum dan berkata : ' Jangan menangis nak, ibu tak sakit. ' - PEMBOHONGAN IBU YANG KELAPAN.
Setelah mengucapkan pembohongan yang kelapan itu, ibunda tercinta menutup matanya untuk kali terakhir kali.
Sekian. * I received this from Mr Razu through my email and I would like to share it with all of you. Can we call it lies or sacrifices? What say you ?
I believe for who we become.that our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are, but we are responsible for who we become I believe that no matter how good a friend is, they're going to hurt you every once in a while and you must forgive them for that. I believe that true friendship continues to grow, even over the longest distance. Same goes for true love. I believe that it's taking me a long time to become the person I want to be. I believe that you should always leave loved ones with loving words. It may be the last time you see them. I believe that you can keep going, long after you can't. I believe that we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel. I believe that either you control your attitude or it controls you. I believe that heroes are the people who do what has to be done when it needs to be done, regardless of the consequences. I believe that money is a lousy way of keeping score. I believe that my best friend and I can do anything or nothing and have the best time. I believe that sometimes the people you expect to kick you when you're down, will be the ones to help you get back up. I believe that sometimes when I'm angry I have the right to be angry, but that doesn't give me the right to be cruel. I believe that maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you've had and what you've learned from them and less to do with how many birthdays you've celebrated. I believe that it isn't always enough to be forgiven by others. Sometimes you have to learn to forgive yourself. I believe that no matter how bad your heart is broken the world doesn't stop for your grief. I believe that just because two people argue, it doesn't mean they don't love each other. And just because they don't argue, it doesn't mean they do. I believe that you shouldn't be so eager to find out a secret. It could change your life forever. I believe that two people can look at the exact same thing and see something totally different. I believe that your life can be changed in a matter of hours by people who don't even know you. I believe that even when you think you have no more to give, when a friend cries out to you, you will find the strength to help. I believe that credentials on the wall do not make you a decent human being. I believe that the people you care about most in life are taken from you too soon.
Today, there is a community programme organized by the Commitee of Rukun Tetangga in my housing area. It is first ever event by the Rukun Tetangga . This programme focused on the women in the community of Taman Jasmin. With the theme, Wanita Sihat Keluarga Bahagia' it stressed on the importance of being healthy. If a woman is not healthy, how is she going to look after her family? The programme includes a health talk, free medical check - up , cooking competition and 'pertandingan gubahan'. Aa a matter of fact, the two lady doctors Dr. Rohani Aziz and Dr. Zabedah are also part of the residents of Taman Jasmin. So, they were just doing their part for the community where they live ! Thank you to everyone who made this programme a success!
Besides health talk on types of cancer which usually attack on the women, there was also free medical check - up for us, the ladies! It includes checking of the blood pressure, sugar and pap smear. The pap smear will be done in a clinic in our housing area where this lady doctor, Dr. Zabedah is also the share holder of the clinic. The only thing that all the married women have to do is to register! So, here I am ! Taking the chance to check my blood pressure and sugar. Well, my bold pressure is 110/170 and the sugar content in my blood is 6.1 mmol/L. And I guess I have to reduce my sugar intake because a normal one is below 6.5 mmol /L. Mine is about the border line case, I guess!
This week is the last week of school before the school holidays!. Friday will be the last day of school for the states like Selangor, N.Sembilan, Melaka and other states which their weekend falls on Saturday and Sunday. Whereas for states like Kelantan, Terengganu, Kedah which their weekend falls on Friday and Saturday, this Thursday will be the last day.
When it comes to holidays, who do you think will be the happiest person on earth? Of course, the students! Not to forget, the teachers too....! Am I right teachers? Please forgive me if I am wrong!Well for students, school holidays mean free from books, homework, teachers,etc. Time for them to be free and to enjoy themselves. As for teachers, this is the time for them to relax themselves and to rejuvenate after long months in school.
But may be not all teachers will be able to enjoy themselves. Some teachers may have to conduct programmes for the exam classes like the UPSR, PMR, SPM and STPM. They may have to come to school during the holidays to give extra classes to them. Or may be there are teachers who will be sitting for their PTK exam! Good luck to you, all teachers! And also some of the teachers have to become the invigilators for the PTK exam.
School holidays is the time where everbody is waiting for! School holidays mean time for ' makan kenduri orang kawin'! Time for getting married. If it is not the time for getting married, it is the time for ' bertunang'(engagement) . For this reason, I have already received three invitation cards! And one was not even during school holidays. It was last Saturday, in Batu Pahat. But I was not able to make it to Batu Pahat, as I had to work on that day. Another 2 will be on the 23rd and 24th August. 23rd is in Kajang and the latter one in Tangkak, Johor.
Who knows, may be during this week, I will be receiving more 'jemputan kawin'. So, wedding here, wedding there, WEDDING EVERYWHERE!!
As I am quite free today in the afternoon, I decided to take a break, away from all my workloads. Yes, it's been quite sometime, that I haven't been to Alamanda. So, I guess today is the best time to go as I have nothing to do! Besides, I know that every where is having Mega Sales. Maybe I can do some shopping today! Or if not, just window shopping. The only thing that I have in mind is to look for a pair of black court shoes. Just to add in to my collection of shoes.
But, what brand I want to look for this time? I already have Pierre Cardin, Carlo Rino, Sembonia, Clark, Hush Puppies, Renoma, Scholl, Timberland... just to name a few.Finally, I went into this shop and got this pair of shoes. Yes.... another pair of new shoes for me and it means a thinner wallet for my beloved.... he he he! Anyway, thanks for the shoes, my dear!
I have been quite buzy with the workloads at the office. I am still trying very hard thinking of what to do for my action research. I have to submit one action research to my Head of Department. Oh my God!! I am out of ideas now! Please help !!!
But last week, just to relax my mind and be away from all the workloads, I watched the F1 on TV. The one in Budapest, hoping that my favourite team, Ferrari and it's driver of course ( who else??) Kimi Raikkonen would be standing on the podium again this time!! I really want to see him on the podium rather than Lewis Hamilton from McLaren-Mercedes team.
Yes, he did stand on the podium but at 3rd placing. It was such a surprise as I did not expect a new driver, Heikki Kovalainen to be standing on the podium for the 1st placing. Normally, it would be either Lewis Hamilton, Kimi Raikkonen or Felipe Massa. But not this time, in Budapest. Even the 2nd placing went to Timo Glock, also a new name in the F1 championship.
Poor Felipe Massa. His car had engine trouble! If not, he might also be standing on the podium too, that day. Anyway, I am still happy with the result as Kimi was still on the podium last week, even though only for the 3rd placing. Keep up the good work , Kimi!
According to the results for the race in Budapest, for the constructor standings, I am very happy to see that my red team, Ferrari is still on the lead with 111 points, followed by Mclaren-Mercedes with 100 points and BMW Sauber at 3rd placing with 90 points. As for the driver standings, Lewis Hamilton( McLaren-Mercedes) is on the lead with 62 points, followed by two Ferrari drivers, Kimi Raikkonen with 57 points and Felipe Massa with 54 points.
I just hope that the two drivers from Ferrari; Kimi Raikkonen and Felipe Massa will keep on trying to be on the podium at every race. Just like the previous F1 Ferrari driver Michael Schumacher. He is really a great driver! The team has good drivers and I think the team should look at the technical aspect. Try to improve more on the engines and other aspects. So, with good engines and good young drivers, I just hope that they will be the next Schumacher !!!
At about 6.30pm yesterday, I received a phone call at home. I thought may be the call was from my younger brother or my father. But when I heard the voice of the person calling, I just could not believe myself! The phone call was from my long lost friend, Aniza. Finally, we managed to talk over the phone. Just like me, she also had lost my number. And for that reason, we were out of touch for quite some time. Quite a long time, about 2-3 years. Sorry, I myself couldn't remember exactly how long.
She called to inform me that she and her family will be coming over to my house. Oh my God! They are coming over!!! I was trying to figure out of what to serve them. Haven't seen them for a very long time! Of course I want to serve them something special... but what???I've prepared dinner for but it was a simple one. At the same time, I was chatting with another friend Ain, telling her that Aniza and family are coming over to my house. She also knows them well. While chatting with Ain, i finally got some ideas on what to serve dinner for dinner.
Luckily, every Thursday night, at my housing area, there would be a night market ('pasar malam'). Right after my Maghrib prayer, I went to the night market. In my head, I would be looking for something simple but nice to eat. I bought 'Satay Kajang', 'rojak buah' , ' taufu fa' and 'cucur peneram' (that's for myself), hoping that they would like the food that I bought.
At about 9.00, they arrived at my house. We were happy to see each other again. We hugged one another. All their kids have grown up. Harith is now 8 years old, Rayyan is 4 and Hanzalah 15 months.There were so many things to talk about but time really flies. After having dinner and chatting, they made a move. It was 10.30pm. They had to leave as they will be leaving for Kuala Kangsar early in the morning for Aniza's brother's 'akad nikah' on Friday night.
Eventhough, the visit was just a short visit, but I guess that would be enough for us. To Aniza and her husband, thank you for coming. Hope to see you again before you leave. Finally, it was all because of the help of what we call ' technology'!!Not to forget, Allah The Almighty. If HE did not want it to happen, we wouldn't have met last night. ALHAMDULILAH, thank you ALLAH for fulfilling my wish to meet my good old friends!
I cried for my brother 6 times. I was born in a secluded village of a mountain.Days by days my parents ploughed the yellow dry soil with their backs facing the sky. I have a younger brother, 3 years younger than me.Once, to buy a handkerchief which all girls around me seemed to have, I stole 50 cents from my father's drawer.Father knew about it right away. He made my younger brother and me kneeled against thewall, with a bamboo stick in his hand."Who stole the money?" he asked.I was stunned, too afraid to talk.Father didn't hear any of us admit, so he said,"Fine, if nobody wants to admit, you two should be beaten!"He lifted up the bamboo stick. Suddenly, my younger brother gripped father's hand and said," Dad, I was the one who did it!"The long stick smacked on my brother's back repeatedly.Father was so angry that he kept on whipping my brother until he lost his breath. After that, he sat down on our stone bed and scolded my brother, "You have learnt to steal from your own house now, what other embarrassing things you will do in the future?? You should be beaten to death!You shameless thief!"
That night, mother and I hugged my brother. His body was full of injuries, but he didn't shed a single tears.In the middle of the night, all of sudden I cried out loudly. My brother covered my mouth with his little hand and said, " Sis, now don't cry anymore. Everything has happened."I still hate myself for not having enough courage to admit what I had done.
Years gone by, but the incident still looked like it just happened yesterday.I will never forget my brother's expression when he protected me. That year, my brother was 8 years old; I was 11 years old.When my brother was in his last year of his lower secondary school, he was accepted in an upper secondary school in the central. At the same time,I was accepted into a province's university.That night, father squatted in the yard, smoking,packet by packet. I could hear him said, "Both our children have good results, very good results."Mother wiped off her tears and sighed," What is the use? How can we possibly finance both of them?"At that time, my brother walked out, he stood in front of father and said,"Dad, I don't want to continue my study anymore, I have read enough books." Father swung his hand and slapped brother on his face."Why do you have a spirit so damn weak? Even if it means I have to beg for money on the streets, I will send you two to school until you both finish your study!"And then, he started to knock on every house in the village to borrow money.
I stuck out my hand as soft as I can to my brother's swollen face, and said, "A boy has to continue hisstudy; If not, he will not be able to leave this depths of poverty."Me, on the other hand, had decided not to further my study to university. Who knows on the next day, before dawn, my brother left the house with a few pieces of worn-out clothes and a few dry beans. He sneaked to the side of my bed and left a note on my pillow;"Sis, getting into a university is not easy. I will go and find a job and send money to you."I held the note while sitting on my bed, and cried until I lost my voice.
That year, my brother was 17 years old; I was 20 years old. With the money father borrowed from the whole village, and money my brother earned from carrying cement on his back at the construction site, finally, I managed to get to the third year of my study in the university. One day, I was studying in my room, when my roommate came in and told me,"There's a villager waiting for you outside!"Why is there a villager looking for me? I walked out,and saw my brother from afar. His whole body is dirty,covered with dust, cement and sands. I asked him, "Why don't you tell my roommate that you are my brother?"He replied with a smile," Look at my appearance. What will they think if they know that I am your brother?Don't they laugh at you?"
I felt so touched, and tears filled my eyes. I swept away dusts from my brother's body. And said with a lump in my throat, " I don't care of what people say!You are my brother no matter what your appearance is!" From his pocket, he took out a butterfly hair clip. Hewore it on me, and said, "I saw all the girls in town are wearing it. So, I think you should also have one."I could not hold back myself anymore. I pulled mybrother into my arms and cried and cried. That year, my brother was 20 years old; I was 23 years old.The first time I brought my boyfriend home, the broken window had been repaired.And it looked so clean inside the house.After, my boyfriend went home, I danced like a smallgirl in front of my mother, "Mom, you don't have to spend so much time cleaning the house!" But she said with a smile," It was your brother who came home early to clean the house. Didn't you see the wound on his hand? He was injured while replacing the window."I went into my brother's small bedroom. Looking at his thin face, I felt like there are hundreds of needle pricked in my heart.I put some ointment on his wound and bandaged it,"Does it hurt? " I asked him."No, it doesn't hurt. You know, when I was working at the construction site, stones fell on my feet all the time. Even that could not stop me from working and?"In the middle of the sentence, he stopped. I turned myback on him and tears rolling down my face.
That year, my brother was 23 years old; I was 26 years old. After I got married, I lived in the city. Lots of time my husband invited my parents to come and live with us, but they didn't want.They said, once they left the village,they didn't know what to do.My brother also didn't agree, he said, "Sis, you just take care of your parents-in-law. I will take care of mom and dad here."
My husband became the director of his factory. We wanted my brother to get the job as the manager in the department of maintenance. But my brother rejected the offer. He insisted on starting to work as a reparationworker.
One day, my brother was on the top of a ladderrepairing a cable, when he got electrocuted, and was sent to the hospital.My husband and I visited him. Looked at the white gypsum on his leg, I grumbled,"Why did you reject to be a manager? Manager will not do something dangerous like this. Look at you now, such a serious injury. Why you didn't want to listen to us?"With a serious expression on his face, he defended on his decision, "Think of brother-in-law?He just became the director, and I almost uneducated. If I became the manager, what kind of rumors will fly around?" My husband's eyes filled up with tears, and then I said, "But you lack in education also because of me!""Why talking about the past?" My brother held my hand.
That year, he was 26 years old and I was 29 years old. My brother was 30 years old when he married a farmergirl from the village.In his wedding reception, the master of ceremony sasked him, "Who is the one you respect and love the most?" Without thinking, he answered," My sister." He continued by telling a story I could not even remember."When I was in primary school, the school was indifferent village.Everyday, my sister and I walked for 2 hours to go school and come home. One day, I lost one of my pair of gloves. My sister gave me one of hers.She only wore one glove and walked for so far. When we got home, her hand was so trembled because of the weather that was so cold that she could not even hold her chopsticks. From that day on, I swore that as long as I live, I would take care of my sister and be good to her."Applause filled up the room. All guests turned their attentions to me.
Words were so hard to come out from my mouth, "In my whole life, the one I would like to thank the most is my brother," And in this happy occasion,in front ofthe crowd, tears rolling down my face again. Love and care for the one you love every single days of your life. You may think what you did is just a small deed, but to that someone, it may mean a lot.Have a nice day everyone! May this story inspire you in anyway!
* I came across this story from reading a forum. Just like to share this with everyone out there! Read and make your own judgement!