My brother and his classmate (who's staying with us over spring break, we'll call him Luke [not his real name]. He's a dorm student at the International school my brother attends) had a motor accident 2 days ago.
When I was informed about it, I was of course concerned and worried, as dad said that they were on the way to the Hospital in an ambulance.
I tried to contact my mom, but her phone was on "silent".
She eventually called me back, so I conveyed the msg to her.
They came home bandaged up in various places, but thankfully didn't suffer from serious injuries.
3 stitches max.
An elderly couple in a car had bumped the back of my brother's motorcycle
and literally swiped them off the road!
After knocking them over and dragging them a few feet,
the car attempted to speed off...
Luckily another motorist managed to stop the elderly couple
(who were trying to escape - the NERVE!)
To add insult to injury, the elderly couple blamed my brother for being in the way!!!
Someone called an ambulance, as they saw my brother and Luke all bloody.
Yesterday, I took Luke out for lunch,
as dad and my bro went to make the police report
and he was all alone at home.
Las tnight, after putting some anti-septic cream for my brother and Luke,
we were just hanging out at home watching tv.
I could see that they were taking it easy..
trying not to move so much as the injuries were still
very raw and still hurt a lot.
As Luke had to sit at an odd angle coz of his injuries,
I invited him to sit on the couch were it would be more comfortable.
As he sat down..he said,
"Thanks for treating me like your little brother, Pam".
Awww....
I nearly choked-up!
ok..I nearly cried...
I was so touched.
Truth be told...it didn't really occur to me that I was treating him like my little brother.
All I knew was that he's another human being and that's how I should treat them.
I did it automatically and subconsciously.
I'm not saying I'm a saint.
But it was so heartwarming that he acknowledged my little acts and gestures
and that I made him feel like part of the family.
He lives in Penang in a dorm and his parents are in another country doing Missionary work and his sister lives in the US. This is the second time he's staying with us and he's such a polite, well-mannered boy. It is really a joy and pleasure to have him stay with us.
And above all, I'm glad he feels welcomed in our home.
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When I was informed about it, I was of course concerned and worried, as dad said that they were on the way to the Hospital in an ambulance.
I tried to contact my mom, but her phone was on "silent".
She eventually called me back, so I conveyed the msg to her.
They came home bandaged up in various places, but thankfully didn't suffer from serious injuries.
3 stitches max.
An elderly couple in a car had bumped the back of my brother's motorcycle
and literally swiped them off the road!
After knocking them over and dragging them a few feet,
the car attempted to speed off...
Luckily another motorist managed to stop the elderly couple
(who were trying to escape - the NERVE!)
To add insult to injury, the elderly couple blamed my brother for being in the way!!!
Someone called an ambulance, as they saw my brother and Luke all bloody.
Yesterday, I took Luke out for lunch,
as dad and my bro went to make the police report
and he was all alone at home.
Las tnight, after putting some anti-septic cream for my brother and Luke,
we were just hanging out at home watching tv.
I could see that they were taking it easy..
trying not to move so much as the injuries were still
very raw and still hurt a lot.
As Luke had to sit at an odd angle coz of his injuries,
I invited him to sit on the couch were it would be more comfortable.
As he sat down..he said,
"Thanks for treating me like your little brother, Pam".
Awww....
I nearly choked-up!
ok..I nearly cried...
I was so touched.
Truth be told...it didn't really occur to me that I was treating him like my little brother.
All I knew was that he's another human being and that's how I should treat them.
I did it automatically and subconsciously.
I'm not saying I'm a saint.
But it was so heartwarming that he acknowledged my little acts and gestures
and that I made him feel like part of the family.
He lives in Penang in a dorm and his parents are in another country doing Missionary work and his sister lives in the US. This is the second time he's staying with us and he's such a polite, well-mannered boy. It is really a joy and pleasure to have him stay with us.
And above all, I'm glad he feels welcomed in our home.
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2 comments:
good for you babe :) you always have a heart of gold :)
Reli? u think so?
Thanks!
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