For all the lost time

With the end of my first year, I FINALLY managed to spend time with two of the most important people in my life over the week.

First and foremost, Joyce! Goodness, we could have talked and walked the night through on Friday. Thank you for listening and the advices. I am looking forward to... heehee... shhh... (^^)


Toe spun a surprise appearance at my place a few nights back just after she ended her last paper and zoomed us of to supper with Gin. Yesterday we went all over everywhere and indulged in whatever we could indulge in.

But today, while I was busy with...

My dear Toe was busy with...

Haha. We managed to complete it anyway.

Priscilla told me today we need to touch people to make them feel loved. It is very important, because a child grows up with the security of being held. At Hopekids this morning, a young quiet boy, Joseph, whom I've always been trying to help him open up to others, finally shared his life with me. It touched me to hear him share with me about his last holiday trip with his family to Canada and how he has experienced God's protection on one occasion when he almost got knocked down by a car. He leaning against me, gesturing in childlike ways, brought my heart joy. A fulfilling kind of joy.

When Mei Si comes running towards me for a hug, when Mei Ann tugs at my skirt, when Ethel bugs me to comb her hair for her, when Deborah pulls me to sit by her and listen to her read, when Jiajia asks me to help Nathan fold paper planes, when Clarence draws a beautiful picture to describe what he has learnt instead of writing them down like the rest do, when Gabriel scolds the other boys for playing Nintendo during our caregroup (he used to be glued to it), when Jacob chooses to snuggle up to me to explain the teaching to him, when Lenise lingers around me whenever I am at the keyboard, when Daniel shares his packet of biscuits with me, when...

And the list goes. They remind me to be kind, to be generous, to be patient, to be tender, to be child-like and to love.