…sHe WaS rObBeD

One rainy afternoon, I went to my friends workplace in another city, Luian, just to roam around during my off. We went to their office and she showed me their well-decorated classroom. I was really fascinated by their efforts in making their classroom conducive for learning. Absolutely beautiful!

We then entered to their well-arranged office. She told me I could use one of the computers, for it rained heavily, we would stay for a little while. When I opened my messenger, offlines of my sister filled the offline window. I felt a little strange. She was also online that time. So I asked her why, for I didn’t read all her offline messages. She invited me to view her cam. Only to find out, she was crying, she can't type a lot ‘coz she was crying aloud. I asked her what happened. She hardly replied to my messages. Tears flowed down her cheeks like the rain outside. I was so disturbed. I don’t want to see a woman cry, the more if she’s my sister. I kept asking her what happened. Then she said at long last that she was robbed. More than 100, 000 pesos (more than $2000) was taken and all her jewelry and mobile phone. I was so shocked that I could hardly talk, too. She cried the more. I told her not to be so worried about it. It is just money. What is important that nothing happened to you, I told her. It took me almost an hour giving her advice (that money was to be paid to the agency for she’s going to Taiwan again to work). I promised her to send money the day after for it was already evening. I was also so upset about it. So I told her not to cry anymore. It already happened. So at least she was a little relieved. She was still shaking due to nervousness, though. So I told her to go home and relax and not to think so much about it. Then we went home.

I was so worried about her situation. I just didn’t show it to her so that she would be strong. At home, I didn’t want to eat and ound it hard to sleep. I kept thinking of her situation. I am just thankful, too that nothing happened to our only sister. It’s just a trial, thanks for that, Dear GOD, it made us so strong. I know You won’t give us something that we can’t handle. So help us always and please be at our sides.

Friends, let’s be strong when problems come our ways. We can’t think of good solutions if we would be carried away. Let’s always be calm and think of solutions. We can’t solve them by making another problems. So let’s always be strong and be calm all the time.

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…mY fIrSt TiMe

You might be thinking of my birthday again celebrated away from home. Yeah, t’was my first time. Yet, it’s not what I am talking here this time. For almost a year now of staying here, I haven’t eaten mangoes, one of the best fruits in my hometown. It’s just that they weren’t worth eating as I saw them before. Wrinkling peelings discouraged me to buy them.

So as to mention, every time I go to grocery store, I never minded looking at them, for I knew the fact that they are not that pleasing. I always have this in mind, though I truly want to buy even a kilo.

When I passed the fruits section, one time, April 16, my birthday exactly, I was astonished as I looked at them. They were somewhat saying, “Look at me now.” They were very beautiful that time, so smooth, so yellow and so fragrant. I felt somehow it’s a nature’s gift on my birthday. With no disinclinations, I did buy one and a half kilograms. Kinda expensive, yet they are worth it. I do miss eating them. It was my first time eating mangoes here in China, on my birthday. Thanks for passing there that time that my longing of eating mangoes vanished. I relished that time eating them, as if I didn’t want that moment to end. Thanks for the wonderful gift!

…YoU aRe NoT wOrTh CrYiNg

Thinking of the days off ahead, everyone excitedly prepared to go home despite the weariness they felt from their respective stations. We joyously came out from work and bid goodbye to each other and parted ways. I could see the happiness in their eyes as they drove their scooter and bicycles and even humming songs. Evrybody was indeed happy.

As I was walking along the road to my flat (that’s what I used to do because it’s just pretty near from my workplace), I saw at a distant a huge crowd of people gathered at the other side of the road. I was hesitant to come closer for I thought somebody was stabbed and died or an accident and someone died. I was afraid to lose my appetite for dinner. Brought by my curiosity, I drew closer to the crowd. I could hear their noise somewhat blaming someone but I just couldn’t grasp their conversation because they were speaking Chinese. More and more people came closer and it created a long traffic jam.

When I peeped on the crowd to see what was really going on, I saw a bloody dog, a sheepdog, lying on the ground, hit by a private car. Without further indispositions, I went away having in mind, it’s not worth crying. There was a serious argument but I didn’t stay long because I couldn’t understand.

The case for me wasn’t solved yet, I don’t know whether it was accidental or what. All I knew was, it’s not worth quarreling or weeping. Do you think so? Would you act like somebody died for that? What do you think?