read this email recently, was really touching so decided to put it up for all.

Something really touching ....



How great a mother is......


Please read........


My mom only had one eye.

I hated her... she was such an embarrassment...

She cooked for students & teachers...to support the family.

There was this one day during elementary school and my mom came.

I was so embarrassed. How could she do this to me?

I threw her a hateful look and ran out.


The next day at school...

"Your mom only has one eye?!?!"...eeeee said a friend.

I wished my mom would just disappear from this world.

So I said to my mom, "Mom... Why don't you have the other eye?!

If you're only gonna make me a laughing stock, why don't you just die?!!!"


My mom did not respond...

I guess I felt a little bad, but at the same time, it felt good to think that I had said what I'd wanted to say all this time...

Maybe it was because my mom hadn't punished me,

but I didn't think that I had hurt her feelings very badly.


That night...

I woke up, and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water.

My mom was crying there, so quietly, as if she was afraid that she might wake me.

I took a look at her, and then turned away.

Because of the thing I had said to her earlier,

there was something pinching at me in the corner of my heart.

Even so, I hated my mother who was crying out of her one eye.

So I told myself that I would grow up and become successful.


Then I studied real hard.

I left my mother and went to Singapore to study.


Then, I got married.

I bought a house of my own. Then I had kids, too...

Now I'm living happily as a successful man.

I like it here because it's a place that doesn't remind me of my mom.


This happiness was getting bigger and bigger, when...


What?! Who's this?!

It was my mother...Still with her one ey! e.

I felt as if the whole sky was falling apart on me.

Even my children ran away, scared of my mom's eye.

And I asked her, "Who are you?!" "I don't know you!!!" as if trying to make that real.

I screamed at her, "How dare you come to my house and scare my children!"


GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!!!"


And to this, my mother quietly answered,

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I may have gotten the wrong address,"

and she disappeared out of sight.


Thank good ness... She doesn't recognize me. I was quite relieved.

I told myself that I wasn't going to care, or think about this for the rest of my life.

Then a wave of relief came upon me...


One day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house in Singapore.

So, lying to my wife that I was going on a business trip, I went.

After the reunion, I went down to the old shack,

that I used to call a house... Just out of curiosity


There, I found my mother fallen on the cold ground.

But I did not shed a single tear.

She had a piece of paper in her hand....It was a letter to me.


"My son...

I think my life has been long enough now...

And... I wont visit Singapore anymore...

But would it be too much to ask if I wanted you to come visit me once in a while? I miss you so much..

And I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the reunion.

But I decided not to go to the school.


For you...

And I'm sorry that I only have one eye, and I was an embarrassment for you.


You see, when you were very little, you got into an accident, and lost your eye.

As a mom, I couldn't stand watching you having to grow up with only one eye...

So I gave you mine...

I was so proud of my son that was seeing a whole new world for me, in my place, with that eye.

I was never upset at you for anything you did..

The couple times that you were angry with me..

I thought to myself, 'It's because he loves me..'


My son..! . Oh, my son... "


This message has a very deep meaning and is passed to remind people of the goodness they have enjoy was because of others directly or indirectly.

Pause a moment and consider your life!

Be thankful of what you have today compared to many millions who do not live lives as you do!

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once again time has come for me to return to my new second home. before i leave i would just like to put up this link from my section mate's blog documenting the last part of my bmt days, with nicely documented captions. Jon, if you are reading this i need the pics again, the other file was corrupted.

http://www.ihateprawns.blogspot.com/
enjoy!

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wow.. finally back home again.. felt pretty long but things passed pretty quickly inside. everyday is just another mad rush to the next. so far already been through quite an amount of lectures, got my section lost in the jungle at night, cheong up hills, put in the gas chamber with tear gas, jumped 5m into the swimming pool in the early morning, carrying section mates in stretchers, fbo walking around safti and making presentation afterwards, weapons training, some theory tests, runs, initiation ceremony, commanders parade and also witnessed a commissioning parade for the senior batch. and almost went into the air force also.. but think got rejected..sigh..

got home today and suddenly my computer stopped working.. didn't even want to turn on at all... panicked, sent it to the nearby repair shop and surprise surprise.. i had to replace my processor and motherboard and get another casing to fit everything.. which then set me back a hefty 375.. double sigh.. at least my com is working now.. although it still has minor glitches.think that's all i'll update for now, kinda tired, today has been a mad rush too, but worth it i guess.. bookouts are so uncertain these days, can get confined for the simplest things, so must treat every bookout i have as the last i might have in a while. toodaloo

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see u soon

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oh dear... 2 days left.. going back already.

can imagine myself formally entering the gates of hell, was loitering outside previously but it will formally open. can imagine the devil saying to me :grr, time's up chum, in ya go!

lol

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got this from bible.com
guess its good to read the bible sometimes...

1 Corinthains 13:1 If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal.
2 If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing.
3 If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.
4 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
5 It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.
6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.
7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
8 Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away.
9 For we know in part and we prophesy in part,
10 but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears.
11 When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me.
12 Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
13 And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.

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