Remember the pain

Under the Sun

Being the youngest doesn’t mean being spoilt. I had my own share of beating. Unlike parents nowadays who tend to side their kids, will go all the way to fight for them despite the kids wrong doings.

I still can remember clearly that I had a session of public caning, using a rubber hose. It was my mom who caned me at the school canteen. I was only Standard 1 at that time, if i am not mistaken. I got it hard, which many pairs of eyes looking at me. It happened in front of the hand basin whereby there is a rubber hose there. She just pick it up and hit it on me, hard.

It wasn’t that embarassing but it was damn pain. Some more got red marking on my leg. I was wearing shorts then. Anyway, the reason I got hit by my mom was because of the issue, “honesty” and “money” related. I remembered clearly that I was in queue to buy breakfast during the recess period. My mom was there and I had a bowl of mee curry. It was self serve so I grab a bowl, pay the money and left. Like usual, that was a peak time and everyone was rushing to get their meals. Somehow, one of the canteen staff walked to me and ask me to pay for the meal. I told my mom I have already pay and so.
The staff insisted that I didn’t pay and my mom quickly, pay the staff and lecture me on the money issue. Shouldn’t lie and must pay the meal. There’s nothing called free lunch. I confronted my mom and told her that I did pay for the food. Since I didn’t admit, she caned me…… and from there, I’ve learned my lesson.

The moral of the story.. “Just say whatever the other wants to listen“. I do appreciate my mom in teaching and shaping me. Like the sayings, “Melentur buluh biar rebungnya” or to borrow from another blogdrive the translation, “it’s better to bend the willow when it is young”.

On this day..

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