An Unforgettable Incident
on my way home from school :)
It was a scorchingly hot day. I was my way home from school and I was perspirating heavily, beads of sweat rolling of my forehead. The usual 15 minutes walk it took for me to reach home now seemed like an eternity. The sun's unforgiving rays of light was making me in dire need of water.
The trees provided little or no shade as they were few and far between. This was not unusual for a sprawling city like Kuala Lumpur, but they now proved more a nuisance than ever. Every step was like torture. I couldn't wait to get home.
5 minutes from home, I spotted something different along the row of shoplots I walked past regularly. At the corner of the shoplots I saw an old lady manning a nasi lemak stall. She seemed to be in her seventies. The stall was simple and fuss-free. It consisted of a table with the trays of (hand-made, presumably) nasi lemak arranged neatly on it. She sat on a plastic chair and gazed hopefully at the passerbys, who blatantly ignored her. What amazed me most was that she was braving the harsh rays of light and her stall was set up out of the shade.
She noticed me staring and smiled at me hopefully, gesturing at her nasi lemak. Even from afar I could see the wrinkles etched on her face. Jer faded t-shirt was drenched with sweat. The slippers she was wearing were so think, I reckoned she could feel the heat emanating from the ground. I was dying to get home, but one look at her face made me do otherwise. I searched my pockets for spare change, but came up with nothing. I looked at the lady and shook my head ruefully. She looked devastated. I felt terrible.
Just then, an expensive-looking car rolled up in front of the old lasy's stall, no doubt belonging to a rich and successful person. It stopped. The look of surprise on the old lady's face was unmistakable. The door opened and an impeccably coiffed young man came down. He smiled at the old lady and gestured at her goods. I could see him speaking, but I do not know of what. The old lady's face went through a series of emotions, from incredulity then to shock, then to happiness.
The young man took out his wallet and peeled off a hundred ringgit bill and handed it to the old lady. She took it, her eyes sparkling. The young man then proceeded to move the trays of nasi lemak to his car. After he was done, he got back in, smiled at the old lady and drove off.
I was rooted to my spot. Finally, I walked over to the old lady and asked her what happened. With tears of happiness in her eyes, she said that the young man had offered to buy all her nasi lemak so she could go home early because the weather was unbearably hot. I smiled. She looked so happy. I then proceeded to help her pack her table and chair into a cart, which she hitched onto her bicycle. I waved her a last goodbye and went home.
All day, I pondered on the incident that happened right befoe my evry eyes. I was heartened to know that there were people out there who possesed suck kindness. My generation was lucky to have people like the young man to look up to. I vowed to do something good everyday, just to see the difference I could make. It was indeed, an unforgettable incident.
WHOOO. I couldn't remember some stuff I wrote down but you get the gist of it lah. I daren't tackle the stories cause I feared that my examiner would not understand words such as "supercalifragilisticexpialidocious" :B
OKAY HIATUS TILL DEC 8th.
Oh wait, "NEW MOON" NEXT THURSDAY :B
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