(931) Being the salt and light

Here is a second installment of Mary Po Po(meaning grandma):

She was already in her seventies when I met her. One day I met her on the way back from the market. I asked if she wanted to walk to my house, I have something for her. she declined and said that she had to visit a friend. So we bid each other good bye.

A few days later as I was seated in her porch looking at her thriving green vegetables, she told me whom she visited that morning. She took it upon herself to have a round of visitation of the shut-ins who live within walking distance of her residence. That morning was a eighty five year old widow's day. The previous week she already asked what item the other lady needed that she could carry in her shopping basket.

Apparently she bought spring onion instead of chives as requested. The other old lady was upset and complaint before paying her. Listening to that, I asked if the grumpy lady has any children. The answer is eleven. Then why can't those children take care of her? According to the neighbours the old tyrant refused to move to any of her kids' place. It is sad, but none of her sons came back to visit her the past few years. There were big quarrels before she told them not to come back. A few of her daughters visit and bring her enough to live on. She could be very mean and gave them a hard time. But one daughter continues to leave money with the nearest neighbour even though her mum was being unreasonable and shouted at her for whatever reason.

As you can see, this seventy odd year old Mary Po Po really went beyond the second mile for a rather nasty and unpleasant eighty odd year old woman. Rather amazing, isn't it?