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My Saviour - remembered fondly – for they day I felt that someone cared about me

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Parents love their children. No question asked. However, I learnt some parents don’t know how to show love and caring towards their children while fighting their own battle of survival. I was and am loved and cared by my parents. As a kid I believed I was unwanted and a burden they had to carry.

I cannot remember much of my childhood or school days but there were few hilarious, sad, happy and enlightening moments I can remember. Now, I can have a laugh about those times but at the same time it makes me think intensely until my head hurts. It was not making sense and it seems unfair.

I get pulled up for various trivial things at school. From what I remember I was definitely pulled up and humiliated for not memorising the answers. Once, I was thrown out of class and nearly ended up in the principal’s office if not for my saviour, for mimicking a teacher who often humiliates me in front of my classmates. I do not regret any of those moments but I feel anger towards the teacher. I think I have forgiven her now.

My turning point in my life was at the all girl school was when I realise there was someone who did “trust” me and thought I was worthy of “something”. I was able to scrape through just to be OK. I kept my promise I made to my “Saviour” who was my angel from a far land. I was fortunate to keep my promise. It was years later I met her and the first comment she made to me was “You did keep your promise” I was totally surprised and replied “Miss, you remember me?” I felt the same way when she pulled me up nearly 8 years ago. I was her student for less than two years yet she understood me. It is just a little understanding, care and love people show that save people like me from loosing sight and going stray. I felt a boost of love and felt really special that day. It was a glorious moment.

Giving some consideration and a little of our time do help people to be empower them selves just by holding to that glorious moment. I love my parents dearly.

May God rest my saviour's soul in heaven.

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Y's picture

Not all parents "love" their

Not all parents "love" their children, and we must stop perverting the word "love" with the notion that it is any other than being willing to sacrifice one's own desires, and even needs, for the needs of another.

Yvette

Amei's picture

Love - a strong word

It is a word that people interpret differently. I have made the error of generalisations. In my post I was focusing on my parents. For definitely 'love' do not mean a total sacrifice of ones needs to cater for another's need or wants. Generalisation of views is a huge shortcoming. I am glad you pointed out this fact here.

Thank you for your comment. It made me reflect and in future I will attempt to review my writings with a critical eye to capture generalisations to avoid. This will greatly improve the way we think and respond in our communications.

Kind regards
Amei

Y's picture

Dear Amei, It is through

Dear Amei,
It is through communication that we come to mutual meanings of words. Thank you for continuing the conversation about the word "love."

You said, "For definitely 'love' do not mean a total sacrifice of ones needs to cater for another's need or wants."

I agree that love does not mean total sacrifice for another's wants; wants and needs are entirely different.

I believe that humans are responsible for our own needs and for the needs of those we bring into the world, until the children are able to take on their own responsibilities, one at a time. Each human is, however, individually responsible for one's own wants, and the consequences of pursuing them.

Continue being a blessing.

Yvette

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