Wednesday, 2 April 2008
I Am That Woman!
I have told this incident many times, and it came up again when I met my friend for lunch on Monday.
Yes, a deep impact was made by this:
Two years ago, at a supermarket in a shopping mall:
I was standing behind this lady who had a bunch of groceries. While she was paying the cashier, I noticed a boy, maybe about 5 rolling on the floor, just beyond our paying counter. I noticed she was stealing glances at him and concluded he must be her son, and I thought, ...
"How could she just let him do that? Why doesn't she do something?"
Then some time last year, Jusco:
I usually put the boys on the shopping trolley so that we don't have to run after them at the supermarket. When we were leaving, Grandma pushed the trolley with the boys out first while I queued to pay for our stuff. While the cashier was attending to me, I was appalled at hat I saw next. And it came straight to me:
I am That woman!
My boys were rolling and laughing on the floor and grandma was giggling in embarrassment.
In Cantonese, she said, "What to do? They refused to stay on the trolley."
I quickly and quietly paid for my stuff, and then with a smile told the boys, "Come on. Let go."
Now I know why That woman did not do anything.
I understand perfectly now...
Motherhood struck a very deep and different chord in me.