i blog again. no point getting mad over those ppl.
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kwong wai shiu hosp. i nearly broke down, quite ashamed to say. as i was the only canto in my whole grp, i only spoke to the cantos there. not all cantos, cox quite a few of them did not even wish to say anything. i wasnt annoyed. i believe if i were like that when i m old, i dun really wish the skuls sending their stu to me, talk to me juz to earn their stupid CIP points. i mean, if they are not sincere, i would rather them going to the zoo and c animals than to come here and treat us as animals. quite an offensive comment, i realized, but datz my sentiments.
they are so weak, frail and fragile. to think dat for at least 40 years they have worked so hard, contributing to singapore's growing economy. without them, singapore will nvr gain itz name as a 'developed country'. and then they contacted some illness. and then they ended up in the hosp, with many diff skuls sending their students to them, as if they were in a zoo. what a contrasting fate. maybe some 50 years ago, they were rich. perhaps 50 years ago, they were very pretty. but in the end, all these superficial comments are gone. they are left with only sickness, boredom, and most importantly, loneliness.
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i believe all of them shared a very meaningful life, when they were young and beautiful. everyone's life was diff, but at least interesting. and all their memories are recorded in the lines they have on their foreheads; the texture of their skin. one old lady in particular, was so keen to talk abt her children. she was the fittest in the whole ward. every parent is proud of their own children. but juz how many children are proud of their own parents? i m, and i m proud to say that. everyone in the ward has wisdom in them, wisdom accumulated by experiences. when i talked to them, i felt a kind of respect to them, a kind of respect that i've never shown anyone. i salute them, not because of their contributions, but rather because of their wisdom and spirit. like wad the chinese say" jia you yi lao, ru you yi bao".
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when i was feeding one of the popos there, i thought of wad becomes of me when i m old. will i end up in similar hosp, with rough nurses and a boring ending? so weak dat i cant feed myself? i dunno. i dunno who the popo was, cox she nvr spoke. jamie said the popo wanted me to feed her, why? when i fed her, her appetite really increased. she nvr stopped eating. when i asked her whether she's full, she juz stared at me. when i scooped one spoonful of porridge, she opened her mouth, showing dat she wanted some more. her appetite was good - she finished everything.
when i first fed her, jamie told me dat she could not eat properly. jamie tried to feed her before, but she juz din close her mouth, and so the porridge came out of her mouth. jamie had to clean up for her. so when i fed her, i was told to take a greater amount, which horrified me cox i wondered if she would choke herself. aft that i realized i dun nid to pour the porridge into her mouth, as she imitated the way i close my mouth when i eat. but she ate very fast. i noticed the way she looked at me was quite diff, as if i resemble someone she knows. who would dat be? her children? her daughter? or her grandaughter? there was sorrow in her eyes, why? when was the last time her family visited her? i really wanted to ask her, but i couldnt, as she was crying. was it tear of disappointment? or joy? or did i juz reminded her of something painful to her?
i dunno. but i m curious to find out.
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n i can guess who the dong in my tagboard is.
