on hope

It's been a chore yet again to drag oneself out of bed early in the morning for class. The most annoying is not getting out of bed, but going to school on a really packed bus with angsty passengers. I really hate the mad morning rush.

 

While I am (supposed to be) occupied with teaching, marking and preparing materials, all with regard to the bridging course for the PRC students in the school, I subconsciously still worry about myself bumming around, not permanently belonging to anywhere. Yes, directions are clear, but there are still times I find myself swaying or demoralised whenever I face strong oppositions. Then again, why should I care about these people? Yes I know. Truth is, it is always easier said than done. And so, I was having this really random conversation with Mdm Katherine today, one that I struck up while waiting for her to be done with the photocopier. I swear I hardly do that but she is a friendly lady so it was easy. I was pretty thankful I did that. Within five minutes into the conversation, I had talked to her about my situation and she offered to help almost immediately. "We would love to be a blessing to other people if we could." Those were the most touching words I have heard these days. I mean, even if things do not work out eventually, her gesture has already ignited hope in me once again. Be a blessing to other people. That is exactly what I always hope I can do. To my loved ones in particular.

 

But, some just fail to recognise or acknowledge that. I really cannot help it. And I think from this moment I will learn to take things in my stride. I should just be glad that I see some rays of light in my life today after being trapped in darkness for far too long.