An Old Man on MTR

Old Man on MTROn my way to fellowship last night, I saw a middle-aged man on the MTR.  He had this great satisfactory smile on his face while examining the newly purchased basketball, I imagined him thinking about his son’s surprised joyful face when seeing the gift.

Walking up the slope to my church, I couldn’t stop thinking about the time my father bought me a couple of Chinese “dictionaries” before I boarded my flight to Toronto many years ago.  I knew I wouldn’t use those books so I resisted to bring them along.  A big argument resulted.  I still have those books somewhere and I still haven’t read much of them.  Thinking back now, I should have happily accepted them even if I knew I wasn’t going to use them.  I regret for not ‘seeing’ my father’s wonderful smile of satisfaction when choosing the gift for me.

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