Day 2 torture,
Tuesday, June 23, 2009 @ 9:43 PM
Day 2 at My First Skool was spent cutting and laminating, cutting and laminating and more cutting and laminating. Equation: cutting + laminating = boredom!!! Ah well, at least we got to go out for a breather during lunch break today :)
On the bus home, a teenage guy dropped his chee cheong fan near his seat. I was quite blur at first and it took me awhile to realise what had happened. An auntie kept turning around to stare disapprovingly at the guy and the chee cheong fan. He, however kept fidgeting on his seat. I was seating behind him and I thought he was the irresponsible kind who would just leave the chee cheong fan on the ground. Then, the auntie which I thought was picky and kaypo, turned around to offer him tissue. I realised the guy 's hand was very dirty because he picked up the chee cheong fan from the ground.
That instant, I felt so unhelpful! I was alr holding on to tissue, but I was hesitant to offer to him as I didn't know him. Why do people always look on, yet do nothing! What, exactly is stopping us or holding us back? Is pride more important than helping someone in need?
我要学耶稣不求汇报的爱！