Saturday, November 7, 2020

(1293)#Golden Rule

During my happy sojourn of 12 years in Silver City, a good portion of my weekday afternoons were spent in Angeline's kitchen. She is a practical homemaker like I am. We are both fond of our children, keep our houses reasonably clean, and cook because we need to eat.

Her husband was a regional manager in his field who often travelled to distant cities for meetings. He invariably brought back sachets of green tea from those five star hotels he stayed in. Angeline kept them carefully, as our afternoon's highlight was those two cups of hot green tea. Sometimes she took the first infusion, other times she gave me the better cup. So we keep ourselves to one tea bag per afternoon, maybe two or three visits a week.

Contrasting her to my mother-in-law, the latter would serve herself the best of every item before everyone else. Of course with a table full of yummy dishes cooked at home or restaurant-bought, it did not matter who took what. At the end of the meal, everybody would be satiated and happy. Yesterday I looked at Angeline's Facebook update, I saw a photo of her family, including a new son-in-law and her lovely daughter-in-law with two grandchildren. We seldom talk now because she resides in Singapore. As the border is practically closed, we probably would not see each other, whether this year or the next. Knowing her, she practises the golden rule with everyone around her. I have no doubt that both her daughter-in-law and son-in-law would be very fond of her.

(1292)Branding Talent

We are facing a mild form of lockdown now in Sabah. Daily I find myself relating my childhood incidences to my son.

My scientist brother was a rather accomplished woodworker since he was in primary school. He built a school desk, chair, a book shelf and a wooden box. The school desk broke after our move from Petaling Jaya to Ara Damansara. The school chair is still being used in front of my mum's house. The bookshelf has been downgraded to hold slippers. I think the box must have finally found its way to the maker's storeroom.

When my cousin was three years old, she was fascinated with the school desk. It was of a design that opened the drawer from the top. As she was playing with the swinging top, she asked me,"Who made this?" Getting the answer, she went to ask my finance brother what he did make. He pointed to the aquarium holding guppies. My cute cousin asked me with wide eyes,"What did you make?" I indicated my simple blouse and skirt as well as the big bow on her head. Being mischievous, I asked her what would she make? Using wood and nails? Using cement and glass? Or using cloth and ribbons?

She pondered for a minute. She rubbed her forehead and said,"I make stories with exciting words in my brain." Today she is a noted talent in Branding.