I'm on the sofa, thinking of my future, suddenly some part of my past pop up in my mind, it's blur coz I'm not sure what happen to me, I just can't remember, I can't remember anything good or happy when I was young. Anyway, the sudden past pop, it's already in my head so I though, why not just blog it down and serve as a reminder or something, but the truth is, I felt chill in my bone, uneasy and kindda lost every time I try thinking of my past, coz I don't actually remember much and what does that means? Everyone can remember but why can't I? Anyway, I'm gonna write some that I remember.
I was very young, a kid and my family is poor. Everyday I woke up, my parents would be out working from morning till night, driving our their vespa very early in the morning when the sky still dark. Me and my elder brother alone at home, I can't remember if my grammar are with us or not, maybe I was so scared that I lost some of my memory I guess. But I remember, me and my elder brother alone in our dark house. Everyday, I would stand at our metal door, holding on the cold metal, looking outside and wish my mom & dad would be back soon.
Food, I remember, I would scoop out white rice and mixed with soya sauce and eat, I guess that's the best food ever at that time. I'm always afraid, I guess my elder brother afraid too, but he's a boy so he don't show, he don't say. I'm always scared and always cry. My dad if he's with us and I cry, he will hit my elder brother, hit his leg, hand and butt. I'm not sure why my dad hit my brother, so I cry louder. I'm too young to understand why my dad hit my brother, but now that I'm an adult, I guess maybe at that time my dad though that my elder brother makes me cry or bullied me, so he hit him, but it's not like that. I cry not because of my elder brother, I cry because I'm timid, because I'm scare, because I'm a crybaby. I wish that I can explain to my elder brother and say sorry to him now, but we are already adult and he hate me 98% and I know no matter what I say to him now, he won't believe and would think I'm a hypocrite and he's 95% selfish. So I guess, I can't do anything but let nature take it's own course, if God gave me the chance, I would apologize to him, and hopefully he would understand.
Please understand and don't blame my dad for hitting my brother, coz at that century or whatever you call it "time", everyone hit their child to teach them but my dad never use violent on us, he just not really good at express or teach, my dad would hit my brother if his school result not good and other reason but he never once show any violent to us and always works hard with my mom to make all of our life better. I'm grateful for that, grateful because my dad and mom work hard to provide us...
I remember once when I'm older, in primary school, I was at a neighbor house doing tuitions work, but I can't finish it and was very nervous because if I can't finish, the tuitions teacher will hit my hand with cane, and it really hurt. I write and write, trying to finish it and my mom show up, she say, the teacher's here, go to her now. I'm afraid and I cry, don't wanna follow, my mom grab my hand hard and pull me out, I struggle and fighting for my life I guess, coz I'm so afraid that my tuition teacher will hit my hand, suddenly I grab a slipper and throw at my mom, with one hand grabbing me, her another hand gave me a slap, blood flow down, my tooth broke, I'm crying and blood everywhere. She pull me, to sit beside the tuition teacher, I forgot if she ever gave me any hanky, but the tuition carry on and I just sat there stunt, tears in my eyes, blood in my mouth, tooth on my hand and the tuition teacher carry on but that day she din't hit me, so I sat there and listen tho I don't remember what she had taught, but this incident, printed deep in my heart..
I always wish I had a dog, to play with me and love me. So when one day, I found a dog chain, I pretended at the end of the chain that's a very cute puppy. I go everywhere with that dog chain, I guess my mom scolded me sometimes and think I'm crazy. I love that chain, but one day, I was naughty, I don't remember what I did, maybe I when out till very late or something, that I have done or said. I .. I don't remember.. just that I did something wrong, I guess, really wrong and she grab my chain. One part of the chain she chain it to my leg and another part she chain it to the gate outside of our house, many neighbor walk by, I guess they din saw it coz I try my very best to hide it, and thank god it's not hot and at the end of the day she let me go.. I don't remember my feeling back then, but it was hard, maybe because I'm afraid the neighbor will saw my pathetic look, or something, I can't remember, but that's another print in my heart.
I'm not an obedient child back then, I guess my parents must have some hard times teaching, but I'm not bad too, coz I don't do bad things.
I guess I don't blame my parents now, because I guess at that time that's how they teach children but secretly, I think my elder brother do blame my parents, and I guess he never get over it and never say's it out but I do hope one day my elder brother will understand that my parents actually love him the most and provide the best they can for him, I hope he will understand and appreciates it.
I guess my elder brother do have some print in his heart, just that I'm not him so I don't know what he's been through, coz I always saw the better side. Like, he got a new computer, dad and mom send him to expensive tuitions, he study overseas, he gets what ever he wants, always gets new computer, but I'm sure he has his prints in his hearts, coz my parents are kindda not good at teaching kids and they are very strict ..
My younger brother is the lucky one, he only got beaten once by my dad, that is coz he skip school to play online games and was caught somehow so that was about it.
I have a great dad, I know his great, he even iron and wash my younger brother school uniforms, everyday from he's in primary one until he's in secondary school, that my dad, never did for me, but he got me a bicycle when I was young and I'm so touch, coz no matter how I beg my mom for it, she never agree and never let me have bicycle, so I saw another side of my dad, the very loving good side, I hope my younger brother can feel it.
Everyone knows that my parents love my elder brother the most, even my aunty can tell so is my younger brother, all all friends of my parents but my elder brother can't see it, maybe coz of some prints of the past, maybe because he has everything now. He's so caught up with controlling everything and thinks that he know best for the family, that he ends up hurting the family but he still thinks he right and my parents just go along with it, but what to do, I can't do anything because I'm nothing in this family, "invisible I call it".
Sad? sometimes, but I'm alright, coz I need to focus on the positive things to carry on my life, I want a better life for me and everyone I love and therefore I must carry on and never look back... I still cry sometimes, because I'm human but I'm alright, because I never look back now.. because no point looking back... I'm learning what is life now, I hope I'm not too late, tho it's hard but I'm trying, so if you think your life is hard & sad, look at others, and try working it out in the positive way, coz that's the only way and the right way and no other way, you must first let go of the past and find your way through the positive path.. then maybe you will find what everyone called happiness, I'm looking for it but I hope you have found it....