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Tuesday, March 11, 2008Y

5.15pm
Tuesday
Rainy
it was pouring in the northern part of spore
stood outside his flat, waiting for someone to open the door...
we waited fer a couple of minutes before a familiar face popped up at the window sill smiling n waving to me...his smile just never fails to bring the sunshine n warmth into his house...
his mum came over to open the gate for us...pale-looking but yet cheery...
initially i told my colleague, "u do the toking k?" i'm afraid i say sth wrong or too insensitive to certain tings...
the conversation flowed v well...out of my expectations...as if we were some old frens...it was probably the 2nd time i toked to her in person....the ferst was during the parent meeting session last yr....comparatively, she had lost wt and becum v pale....got to noe more about her family, n how her frens haf been helping her out....touched by how there is still warmth in tis unfeeling world....he looked so much like his mum...just dat he is growing taller n taller...he sticks to his mum most of the time...physically....he stuck to me fer a while too...haa....typical of him...
mum is realli brave....3rd stage breast cancer...single-parent with an elderly mother and special kid...the mere tot of it just makes my nose becomes 'sour'...n it's precisely for these reasons that gave her the motivation to fight on i guess....undergoing chemo, radio n OT....had to run to n fro the hospital...n to the chinese tcm...on 6mths leave to recuperate...sole breadwinner of the family....i realli dunno how i can help....a wild tot came to my mind...i wun mind looking aft him...seriously....
all thru the chat, the mum din show any signs of stress or fear....she asked if we will be scared to look at her scars...we said no...she showed it to us n i'm surprised at how calm i was....it wasnt any near the feeling i had when i ferst saw my student in the toilet...he was sitting there all along wif us....heard how we praised him, how his mum complained bout him, playing wif our fones, listening to songs, and showing me how he play his new puzzles...not fergetting his signature smiles...and incessant "Hi"s....
as dey sent us out, i cld see the mum's eyes filled wif gratitude....but i realli din help much....i realli dunno how to help....perhaps i should teach him to be even more independent....so dat he can take care of his mum too....the tedious chemo sessions gg to start...she's oreadi seeing the side effects....realli wished she will be blessed wif gd health.....
beneath those smiles, i realli wonder if he noes his mum is gg thru an ordeal? i wonder how he is feeling then...or how he is gg to cope with his feelings n his inability to express them....
6.35pm
Rain has stopped, but was still drizzling
but at least i can see the sun now....

(chose our favourite color fer tis post...)

ends at 9:09 AM