Sister had accidentally left her expensive phone in the Band Room. Mr. Yeo happened to saw it in the room and left the phone on my mother's desk. Mother went berserk as she had the experience of cleaners being suspected of stealing numerous items in the Staff Room. She then started reprimanding my sister harshly for being so careless while Father came in and start insulting that Mr. Yeo is a stupid teacher. Mother exacerbated the situation by shouting "It's because of you irresponsible parents...!"
Mother was so worried about my sister's handphone that she could not sleep. As I was about to go into my room to hit the sack, she wanted to apologise and comfort my sister for yelling at her earlier on. But she had already slept with those dried tears that streamed down her face.
We then sat down by the stairs and I listened to the words of a mother who was under-appreciated by her boss and aunt; A mother whose good friends and colleagues who either are retiring or dying. A mother who worries so much for her family's safety and peace. A teacher whose respect and love are showered upon students of many backgrounds. Basically, she was telling me snippets of her life. A life full of value. She is a strong woman who is literally on the edge of her mental state.
Why am I mentioning all these? Along these bumps on the road, joys of satisfaction come along as well. I'll be honest, I haven't experience my fair share of the tough part in life. I am a truly blessed person with shining Lady Luck on his side. Bad things tend to happen on me but I have always manage them well.
The Night of Viva La V was probably the proudest moment so far. As the QM and CM, I was in charge of moving instruments with several band friends back and fro from school and to the Victoria Concert Hall. It was a smooth move. I had a list with me and was making sure all the instruments are all up on the van. There was 1 small thing that I was happy about. The previous amplifier that was used for Viva La IV was lost. That fueled my determination to get ALL the instruments and materials back to school in one piece. Can't express how proud I was when I saw all the things back where they are.
Though it may sound stupid and childish, but it's one of these small yet significant achievements that make our lives more valuable than we think. Life is not only a bittersweet journey that we all must go through. The value of our lives are judged upon by our efforts and achievements. Its value only goes up when you decided to do something that adds on to your purpose in life. Go figure.
On a side note, I have to be mentally stronger than now...
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