Grandma

“I have a natural fondness for my grandma. She cares for me, laughs with me, and tells me stories about her past, and about dad and his siblings. Many a night I share her bed until mom decided that children should not be sleeping with old people, as according to her traditional belief, they will suck the life energy out of the younger generations. Most of all, she makes me feel safe each time I was abused by mom for reasons unknown. Many a time, she took the beating meant for me and releases me from the toilet dungeon I was in. Once she receives a flower pot on her head trying to protect my dad against the wrath of my mom. She is my real life guardian angel. She is self sacrificing and the greatest nanny one could ever wish for. If there’s anyone whom I’d like to meet again , it is her Mdm Ooi Hoe. She deserves this tribute because I just dreamt of her. And memories came flashing back.

Love you grandma. Your sacrifices is immense. I can’t imagine how both grandpa and you could endure the rough sail hibernating in a bumboat for months to reach nanyang to find new hope for all of us.”

Of molehills and beehives

“The meaning and purpose of life become clearer when we look closer at the ants and the bees. As earthlings, we are all destined to build kingdoms just like they do, their many molehills and hives, amidst all the grandeur the kingdom of God has to offer. Except that as people, our ways are a little more complex than theirs given that we were deprived of feathers,furs and fins but was endowed with grey matters significantly larger than theirs. And we got sidetracked somehow whilst building the biggest molehill on earth, we wanted it to touch the Sky. But as the story goes, God did not allow it to happen. Anyway, so eventually, the whole world will, if fate would have it, come together as one, if all of us fight for a common good to save our planet from destruction, and build and build sensible things within and beyond. What we do with ourselves daily as we contribute to the growth is the little little rejoices and surprises we are rewarded with for efforts well spent just like the ants and the bees, occasionally stumbling upon some exotic nectar, or upsets even, as they fall into pit-holes and traps.”

Kris Lee 2019.