Today I slammed my fingers in between the wall and a hardy school canteen bench. The first thing I did was to curse in my head, and then for the next hour I was filled with angst, wanting to burst into tears because what a horrid start to the day.
I ran my hands under icy cold water and felt pain shoot through my hand again and again and again. Then there was numbness but slowly, surely, strength returned and I was able to move my fingers again, thank God.
I had to scan barcodes, type on the keyboard, staple flyers and papers, and even pack up the heavy books cos it was the last day of the bookfair. And I managed to do that, while avoiding the couple of fingers that had difficulty bending without feeling pain. And that was when I asked myself, why was I angry? Who was I angry at?
And when all the angst disappeared from me, I thought in a more rational manner and I know that I ought to give thanks instead. Give thanks that I have two hands and two legs, and all my fingers are intact. Even though one finger of mine is still super sore and painful, I can type and write with relative ease. Thank God for feet that can run and walk and jump freely, and thank God for five senses that I can experience so much kindness this week. Sometimes it really takes accidents to happen once in a while for me to have constant appreciation that I am able-bodied and can do so many simple, everyday things.
At the school I was at yesterday and today, I striked up a conversation with the drinks stall aunty. She was so, so friendly and I’m quite bummed I didn’t get to say goodbye to her before school ended for the day. I held an hour long chat with her in mandarin, and she shared with me about the school, her family, her house, and other topics in general. I enjoyed myself so much just listening to her, hearing what she had to say, and how heartily she would laugh and ask me if I am well everytime I pass by her stall. It’s strange how I’ve known this person for barely two days, but at the end of it all, I found a slight reluctance to leave because it probably meant I wouldn’t see her again. She thanked me for giving her hawthorn sweets, but I’m thankful that she gave up her time to talk to me and tolerate my half past six ability to converse in Chinese. Hope you are doing well and wishing you healthiness and happiness wherever you may go <3 I really really love meeting kind and friendly people, they brighten up my day so!
And tomorrow is finally a break from work for me, gna treasure it lots! And a week to Taiwan, I CANNOT WAIT. ^^