So, I guess in a way its good coz' I'm blogging a gain.
Well, let's talk about today's CF. It was only four of us to. Haha. Cheryl, Daniel, Robin, and me. None of the friends I called came. Its ok.
What's more interesting is, all the other 3 were Sarawakians and were having a good time speaking in their Iban language. It was fun for me hearing them speak though. Managed to learn some Iban words. Nice....
So what did we do...Watch movie together; The Second Chance, starring Michael W. Smith
Let's talk about the movie, coz the movie actually reminded me of what was going on back in ym hometown church, which is really sad.
Well, what was potrayed in the movie was definitely through. Many people would wanna be seen as those who are concerned about those in need and wanna be seen as givers. They can be REALLY generous at giving when it's in public (though not all) And to just keep their hands clean, they'll just give money and things and think that they've contributed. Well, people, that not ALL and ONLY thing that those people in need require. These people; orphans, older people, special-abled people, sick people, and etc want your care, love and time most importantly. They don't really give a damn about your money. How do I know this? I've been around the less fortunate kids for a few years, helping my mum taking care of them, who are actually in a home/care centre under my church.
The sad part is, my mum, who has been taking care of each one of them since the first day the care centre was opened is now on 3 months paid leave. Why? I would say she got sabotaged. By who? The people who don't know any single thing about the home and who think they're in charge and have the authority to give orders to my mum just because they have money. I mean what the heck la? These people can't even remember all the kids names. Trust me. I know. I've been there more than anyone else has, except my mum and minus the time I've been in Sabah.
Another sad part is, the kids, those whom my mom took care of ever since they're small, made stories about her. Not all, but I can daringly say, mostly, and in fact, I think I can guess who started and who's in it. And yea, I'm saying stories coz I can know what they must have told. Yes, my mum beats and scolds them. They're kids for goodness sake. Even the Bible says you can't keep away the rod from them if you wanna make sure they grow up well trained. My mum brought us up the same way. Well, fine if people gonna say that its different,their not her own-blood-kids, bla bla bla. I can't deny my mum did some mistakes too. Wel, duh! She's not perfect! But honestly, my mum did ALOT for them. She didn't even have time with her own family la.
Whatever it is, isn't this a little too much???
I don't wanna talk more on this la. Mke my blood boil ni.
Just pray that these people's eyes will be opened and they'll realise what and where they're going wrong. But whatever it is, I believe it won't take the pain that my mum is going through now. How I wish I'm at home now with her.
What I intended to write and what it ends up with.... anyway, time to go to bed. Coz I think I'm still bored.....hmmm
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