そですね. When I don’t talk, people mistake me for a Japanese.
I walked to a counter with a print-out copy of my reservation in English. The lady at the counter read the reservation and much to my horror, proceeded to explain to me in Japanese!…I was like…is there something wrong, I’m in a Mandarin-speaking land, and since my printed reservation was in English (I didn’t select the Japanese version), it should be clear enough that I speak English and not 日本. Hmmm……
I purchased items at shopping malls. The sales attendants proceeded to count the change to me in Japanese. Yes, for a moment, I really thought I was back in Japan! It’s so déjà vu. Because I’m used to Japanese sales…but I’m not in Japan this time.
I stopped by a store wanting to buy some goodies back home. Auntie commented to me, ‘哎哟，你不讲话，我还真以为你是日本小姐啊！’ I smiled at her and said I am not. She continued, ‘有没有人告诉你, 说你像日本小姐？很多吧？’ Wow, this auntie was superb. How did she know that?!? After some while, she proceeded to ask me to give birth to a girl because my girl will definitely inherit my Japanese looks since my boy doesn’t…哈哈哈，真的是太好笑了！……
我也喜欢有个女儿啊！But I have so many things to do now. I am not one who can really make sacrifices easily and readily. I don’t want to fall into the cycle of just doing what people generally are doing. It’s not a bad thing to set up family. I love families and cohesiveness of relationships. The warmth that real families emit. The bond that real families have. I have seen real families. And I thank God for these families. Because families make this world warmer. I have also seen sad families. Just a while ago, I overheard by chance, a conversation between two elderly women.
W1: These days, I must make sure I can support myself. My kids are only interested in money. They see that I don’t have that much money, so they seldom drop by to visit me.
W2: Yes, we must look after ourselves. Raise them up yet all they talk about is money. Seeing them makes me sad.
Seriously, I don’t think they are the lone folks having such conversations. Maybe there are some folks out here who have a very bad feeling about things in their life, and yet they are just too scared to bring up the topic in their conversations. So it doesn’t mean that if they don’t talk, they aren’t being bothered with it. I think, the saddest thing is when you realise, money is the only object that brings people to you, including close relationships. The conversation of the two elderly women brought me much thoughts.
I don’t think it’s that difficult to spot a gold-digger. It’s just that sometimes, our pride obstructs our senses, and infuses us with hopes and dreams. How many times of hopes and dreams can you afford? Numerous. How many times of crashed hopes and broken dreams can you afford? Depends on your age. I am a high-risk taker with a very realistic mindset. I don’t know whether it works for me, but I do know that if I don’t take risk, I will never have the chance to land at where I want.
[Q: What do I want to be remembered as?
A: A girl who needs plenty of ‘ME-TIME’, but still chooses to put the time for her loved ones – family and friends.] Sent from my iPhone