Friday, May 15, 2015

Lost Canadian

So I was on the bus today and there was an Asian lady (probably in her late 40s) who speaks badly broken English, asking everyone on the bus when her next stop is, every few minutes. When all the kind passengers on the bus tried to help her, she told everyone of them that she doesn't understand (any other languages except for English). And when someone who speaks English told her that the stop is still far away, she went on to ask another passenger like she didn't believe what the previous person said. This, I guess, kinda irked some of those who helped her, and soon enough, people just started to ignore her.

All she had was a phone in her hand and an address to SS21/50, which she had no idea where it is. (Don't ask me how she managed to board that bus in the first place.) I took my phone out and started to Google for the street that she mentioned. Turns out that street is just a 5 mins walk away from where I was heading to. So I tapped her on the shoulder and told her that the place is near where I was getting off and I could show her the way if she wanted to. She thanked me and yes. Of course, less than a minute later, she went on to ask another person if he knows where that place is.

Anyway, about 10mins later, we got off the bus and I told her to follow me (while I follow my trusty GPS. xD)

The lady told me that she just came from Canada a few days ago and she's here to visit a relative (or something like that). I don't know how true is this but she claimed that she would normally take a cab and wouldn't have to go through this much of a hassle in finding the place, and apologized to me for having to trouble me to bring her to where she wanted to go.

To thank me, she even gave me her number in Toronto and told me to call her if ever I'm going over, so that she can ask her son (who is supposedly around my age) to show me around. (I was really tempted to ask her how her son looked like and if he's single. xD)
Right when she was telling me how she don't have GPS on her phone and her Canadian-registered phone can't call out. I heard a phone ring from her bag. She had that "busted" look on her face, and started to look for that other phone in her bag. Whoever the person is was probably asking her where she is, where she replied that she had already gotten off the bus and is now heading to the address.

After she hung up, she asked me how far are we and I showed her the GPS tracking that we're just less than 5 minutes away. Still unwilling to trust me, she suggested that we should ask the people around here for directions and went directly towards a few teenagers standing at the sidewalk and asked them if they know where 21/50 is.

They spoke to her in Cantonese, asking her if there are any landmarks, and she gave them the same "I don't know what you're saying. I don't understand" reply. They looked at me and I told them that the lady is lost and she claimed that she don't understand Malay and Chinese. They shook their heads and the lady looked disappointed. I stood aside, waiting for her to ask a few other people before approaching her and showed her the GPS tracking, telling her that the place is just across the street, and finally, she reluctantly followed me.

Worried for my own safety as well, since this lady is acting all suspicious, when we were close enough to see the street name, I pointed the sign out to her and told her that since I don't know which house is she looking for, she should cross the road on her own and head to the house she is visiting.

I told her that she should call the person who contacted her earlier and tell the person to come out and greet her. She said she will and thanked me before I left. But as I was walking away, I caught a glimpse of her approaching another person...I guess she's just not trusting enough? Or maybe there's something else going on? Well, whatever it was, I hope she managed to get to wherever she's going to.

Sunday, May 10, 2015

Wonder Woman

Once upon a time, there used to be a beautiful girl with a lot of hopes and dreams. She was talented. She was good at what she does.

She was good with her hands.

She made beautiful clothes that made people look good.

She could've become a fashion designer.

But she didn't.

She got married.

She gave birth to two mischievous kids that turned her world upside down.

Although she stopped making beautiful clothes for people. She continued to make beautiful clothes, blankets, pencil cases, bedsheets, pillow cases, pajamas, and a lot of other beautiful things for her children (despite their constant complain about homemade items).

Little did she know that although they rarely told her that they like it, they loved it.

It was something special. One of a kind.

And mostly importantly: something they could brag about to --- their talented mother.

This girl, never became a renowned fashion designer. She's just an ordinary housewife. But an extraordinary mother: a wonder woman.

A wonder woman who despite her hardship still puts up the most beautiful smile.

Happy Mother's Day, my wonder woman. I'm not going to say I love you cause you already know that and already hear it all the time.

I wanna say thank you. Thank you for being you. For being that Wonder Woman who's always there for us.

And yes, I love you!