I took my nephews to the park yesterday and there was a group of black kids hanging around a bench. Then suddenly a fight broke out between some boys. One of the boys picked up a big rock behind me and was going to throw it at another kid, but then another black boy hold him back saying "Don't do that. Don't you know there are little kids around". However, the one with the rock got loose and the one holding him back tapped my back and said,"Ma'am, I apologize for that". And I was so surprised at his remark, but I didn't even hesitate and just said "It's okay, thank you".
And the whole time I was staring at this courageous young fellow of probably 15 years old or so just holding back this kid with the rock who end up biting his hand. I just thought, "Wow...his parents raised him so well", even though I know nothing about him. This has never happened to me before, so I was shocked at the kind of formality and responsibility he illustrated. He cared about the children on the playground and he was aware of the negative impact it may have on kids and he even apologize for someone else's actions to me. I was very proud of him because I don't feel that many kids around me would respond such a way or even know how to think this way. This moment left a great impression on me for life. Thank you boy.
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Have It Your Way?

Okay, so I rarely watch TV, therefore, I didn't know that "Have It Your Way" is Burger King's advertisement!
So, how did I actually get the name? Some person told me that I always wanted everything my way, so I thought of this phrase and used it as my blog title. I do believe that in order to be fulfilled I must have things my way. Of course, it's impossible because not everything goes your way all the time, but if I have the choice, might as well have it my way, right?
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Picking at Nothing

When I was younger, say in elementary school, I would watch my youngest sister and put her to bed because my mom was working 2nd shift. The two of us grew up to have rough arms like my mom's (just a lot of goosebumps). But she was younger, so she probably didn't have any at that time. In order to make her stay in bed and not bored her out of her mind because little kids get bored easily (as Bella tells me how bored she is all the time), I would ask her to pick at these goosebumps. She would scratch my arms until she found a bump and then pick at it. I don't even know if anything comes off, but she was basically picking at nothing, not for no reason, but for company :D Now she's all grown up!
Fighting with Candy
I think candy is like using fists for kids. My nieces were fighting over how much candies they have at home. Sanjana said, "Well I have bubblegum and candy at my house" and for the past two days I've been pissing off Cyndah for pissing me off and she says she won't give me any candy. Haha, I love kids. Can't cut them off from candy, no we can't!
Counting with Kids
A Deep Breath or a Deep Sigh?
Every time I sign onto Skype it says "Take a Deep Breath". Guess I've never really noticed that. I wonder if people notice when and how many deep breaths they take. I take a deep breath when I'm feeling low but I know things will get better, so I shrug it off with a deep breath.
The only time I really noticed my deep breaths or "sighs" are when I'm at work about to respond or do something I dread doing. Like responding to a complicated email message that involves checking numerous things. The only reason why I notice my deep sighs is that I hear myself and then begin to think whether it's rude and unprofessional to do that. I know I wouldn't like it much if I was to hear my co-workers sigh heavily all the time. But what if that deep breath is just some sort of energy or power booster to get things going?
Maybe I'm confusing myself between a deep breath and a deep sigh. Are they different or the same? If they do happen to be 2 different things, at least they end up doing the same thing right? Giving us a little boost to facing reality :)
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