Showing posts with label Life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Life. Show all posts

Sunday, March 10, 2013

Update: Fellows asking help in Orchard

I shared an encounter about a fellow asking $6.00.00 along Orchard.
Precy Gonzales
Here is an update on this. A month after our encounter with her, I again met her at Orchard MRT station near an escalator going up to Wisma Atria. She approached me sporting a pitiful look while asking me if I am a Filipina. I looked at her and asked what she was doing in Orchard. She then went to talk about her being abused, no work blah blah blah.

One thing caught my attention. She just had her new Malaysian passport issued on that day in Johor Bahru. I was really surprised but doubting if the passport was real. She showed me her Malaysian passport and indeed it's true. Singapore stamp is on the first page of her passport.

This made me really wonder what this woman is doing in Malaysia and Singapore.

She was trying to buy me with her story of being abused and everything like the first time we met her. I told her we met already and then asked her what happened to the money I and friend gave. She again told me she was not able to go to Malaysia that time because there was no available bus and it was night time.

I was running out of patience because of her unbelievable story. I told her I will help her but I need to ask for police assistance. She suddenly turned around and left.

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

Re-post: It is never too late to achieve what you want


The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder.

I turned round to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being.
She said, “Hi handsome. My name is Rose.
I’m eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?”

I laughed and enthusiastically responded, “Of course you may!” and she gave me a giant squeeze.
“Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?” I asked.

She jokingly replied, “I’m here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids…”
“No seriously,” I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age.

“I always dreamed of having a college education and now I’m getting one!” she told me.
After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake.
We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this “time machine” as she shared her wisdom and experience with me.

Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went.
She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up.

At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet.
I’ll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor.

Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, “I’m sorry I’m so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I’ll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know.”

As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, “We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing.

There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. You have to laugh and find humor every day. You’ve got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die.
We have so many people walking around who are dead and don’t even know it!
There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up.

If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don’t do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight.

Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change. Have no regrets.

The elderly usually don’t have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with regrets.”

She concluded her speech by courageously singing “The Rose.”

She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives.

At the year’s end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago.

One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep.