Birthdays!
Birthdays are sacred days, agree? Not that it's mine this month, but I've made a commitment to remember as many as I can (& trust me, the number's not impressive 'cos I've to make sure I remember my wife's!) So, to all my friends reading this blog, read on...
People make it a yearly ritual to strive and receive as many gifts and attention upon themselves on their sacred day as possible, and woe to those who disappoint them! This poor soul who happen to forget their sacred day shall be subjected to much gnashing of teeth!
After 34 birthdays, I'm not much the wiser than you, but I did learn a few things in the process. The most significant being: you cannot be responsible for somebody else's action, in this case it's mis-action, or inaction... whatever... you know what I mean? So, the next time your friend forgets your b-day, don't make it a d-day for them... By doing so, you not only lose that poor soul, you condemn him or her to a lifetime of damnation & you subject yourself to a lifetime of anger! Triple whammy!
The other day, Daniel (my 3.5 year-old son) came back from his child care centre one day, and very happily showed me a goody bag consisting of titbits, drinks and stationery. "Daddy, daddy! Today friend Grace bird-day. Friend give me present!" he proclaimed. What a mind-blowing concept! Friend bird-day and friend gave ME present! We should take a leaf out of these kids' book! Give your friends present when it's your birthday! & you know something, these kids read books of the very basic-est level at Nursery class. Maybe, just maybe, we should go back to reading Nursery books...
I'm still trying to comprehend this new concept, but in the meantime, I've spent my 34th birthday 2 months ago running 10km on Sentosa's beach, alone...
People make it a yearly ritual to strive and receive as many gifts and attention upon themselves on their sacred day as possible, and woe to those who disappoint them! This poor soul who happen to forget their sacred day shall be subjected to much gnashing of teeth!
After 34 birthdays, I'm not much the wiser than you, but I did learn a few things in the process. The most significant being: you cannot be responsible for somebody else's action, in this case it's mis-action, or inaction... whatever... you know what I mean? So, the next time your friend forgets your b-day, don't make it a d-day for them... By doing so, you not only lose that poor soul, you condemn him or her to a lifetime of damnation & you subject yourself to a lifetime of anger! Triple whammy!
The other day, Daniel (my 3.5 year-old son) came back from his child care centre one day, and very happily showed me a goody bag consisting of titbits, drinks and stationery. "Daddy, daddy! Today friend Grace bird-day. Friend give me present!" he proclaimed. What a mind-blowing concept! Friend bird-day and friend gave ME present! We should take a leaf out of these kids' book! Give your friends present when it's your birthday! & you know something, these kids read books of the very basic-est level at Nursery class. Maybe, just maybe, we should go back to reading Nursery books...
I'm still trying to comprehend this new concept, but in the meantime, I've spent my 34th birthday 2 months ago running 10km on Sentosa's beach, alone...
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