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Hey, I'm JAYNA from HPPS St Margs Sec! I'm a proud megalifer, and I BELONG to CENTRAL 2♥. He is my strength, my fortress, my father and friend, my everything.
Artistic RHYTHMIC GYMNAST♥, and was from XJT'07, C Com'08.
Lives to S1M4J!

Thursday, July 17, 2008 @ 9:42 PM

Even though I've got a whole pile of work to do, I still decided to come here and post it.

I know that even though my blog has been dead, or rather stagnant, for quite a while now, I'm sure there are still people that come from time to time to drop by and my blog, to bloghop or something, because I conveniently have their friends' links, and they'd usually take a quick look at my post.

So I realised, that if my blog was going to be stagnant and there'd be one post that people would see of me, this would be the post I'd want them to read.

Today in chinese class, we were studying the usual passages from chinese books that my teacher randomly picks, and then the passage was about this,
In the Singapore of old, warm water flasks used to be treasures, because they were really expensive. So a mother bought a beautiful flask home one day and was flaunting it to her son and husband. The husband was finally supportive of it, upon seeing how beautiful the flask was (he's a spendthrift).
But, the next morning, the young son had accidentally knocked the flask over and broke it. During that time, his mother was at the market. So, he spent some time, contemplating whether or not to confess this to his mother. When his mother returned home, he finally decided to do so, and I quote from the passage itself, it writes
在妈妈的声音里有火也有冰。Go think about it. But then the son illustrates of how he finally feels free from condemnation after confessing what he'd done. He didn't feel the usual shame, yet he felt happy and free.
NOTE: My teacher is known to be a tough nut.

At this point in time, my teacher began to talk about how we should always own up. Always. Always. Always.

And then she went, 不要像我一样，当时我做了对不起妈妈的事，又没有承认，现在他去世了，我就永远不能跟他道歉了，没有机会了。
And then she started to CRY.

At this point in time, the whole class was silent. Because the teacher that was most known to be naggy and irritating and fierce in my school was actually tearing.

And then she went on to say, 别讲这些了，and she went on with lesson. That, to me, is strength. We could all see the sadness and regret in her eyes. It was so obvious, yet she carried on with lessons.

I don't know what people could actually learn from me typing out this whole post, but I just wanted to say so, because I know that somewhere on the face of the earth this post is gonna touch at least one heart.

People need love. (:

What the world needs now is love sweet love.