Gift

I never blogged in this time of my life, but i cannot sleep beacuse the weather is very hot despite a downpour in the evening. Heng told me that it was 38 degrees in the afternoon.

Normally, i could only sleep at 3am or 4 am and by 6 am the loudspeaker blasted again. This loudspeaker is carrying the local government news. Huh, i am living in China in the 60s. But, i could not tell them this only to K T this afternoon.

"We are in the 2006 or 2549, every home has the radio sets now."

Nothing she can do.

We went for a snack coffee at an air-conditional restaurant and listen to her complaints about the teacher who did not pay her for the food she sold.

What touched me was that Ah Kong was sad:

" Who will practise Chinese with me ? No one when you go home. " I was speechless. I knew that pain.

"Well, you can practise with your Xio Jiang, his grandson/ " He was silent.

He went to his bed room and came out with a red box that contains a pen and a key chain.

" Nothing for you as a gift."

Ah Kong, nothing can beat your kindness that i shall carry till my memories failed.

Thanks for all those who have given so much in my life.