Saturday, November 22, 2008
today i wanted to post something which I've gone through when i was in K1 to p3should be a long post i guess.Since K1.I didn't had a better life than any other kids.I was in a poor family.What kids wanted is toy and parent's lovebut mine, is totally opposite.True that i had parents love.but for money, we didn't have much.my parents worked very hard just to have a better living.and we knew that parents will work extra harder if we needed something.so when I was a kid, i don't asked for much thing.till to primary one, my dad went to jail.because the family needs his support.the job he worked doesn't gave him enough money.and he went to do something...Since primary one till primary three.this period of time.I didn't have dad's love.I don't blame him anything.Because I knew that he is doing for the family.so my mum works very hard. working in a very high temperature environment.cooking for the people to eat.worked everyday, except monday.she would always sleep until evening then she woke up.me and my sister always hoping to buy new clothessince my dad goes to jail.we didn't buy any clothes then...imagine $50 dollar keeps the the family 1 week.indeed we're poor.people looked down on us.but we don't care.when we visit my dad at Queenstown Prison.it is a hard tough trip to there.straight after school, I take bus to find my mum.then faster grab something then cab to prison.everytime we had to beg the officer as we're late.the officers is kind too, and let us visit him.every visit I'll cried.because thought of him losing his freedom and 20 months in prison.For family.this sacrifice is too big for him.Mum always hold her tears.Sister too...20 minutes visit means alot to us.dad would act nothing in front of us.but he is worried for us too.everytime saying goodbye is a difficult task for us.simply can't bear to say out.i would look to his backview carefully.until he walked back to prison.this is when i would cry out and no words to be spoken.this thing gone through 20 months.till the day he came out.i hugged him tightly.very tight...like would never let go again...hardly i can imagine that he leaves again.lifes hard seriously...thats all I wanted to post...bye=)
blogged @ Saturday, November 22, 2008
