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With Love Mardiana Ahmad: How poor is poor? Pt. 1

Friday, January 29, 2010

How poor is poor? Pt. 1

My recent trip to Kudat, gave me another view about life and education. I've meet this girl who live not far from my house. She came to my home and asked for any kind of house chores so dat she can earn something. I said to her dat there was nothing for her to do, as I can do it on my own. This kind of situation always put me at the serious life condition, where it can happen to anybody.

We were end-up chatted and she started to say about her health condition and why she rili need to get money. She said that her period quiet unusual, as she claimed to have it for 3 months at one time. So, I asked here with quite brilliant question, "how much money that you spent to buy your pads?"

In 2010, I was shocked with what she said that, she never buy pads, she handle it with a few pieces of fabric and you know, do it in the old style. I felt so lucky for myself, thousand times more luckier than her. She also claimed that right after she finished her SPM she just stay at home and do nothing. When I asked her about her ambitions, she said that she will be getting married with a 30 years old guy, who 10 years her senior and she had no choice as her parents said so, and she never dream to grab it. I think when you failed to dream something that's will be a serious situation where you have nothing to push you to the limits. 

I'm glad that my parents not having such mind as they rili put education on da top of everything. Her father and my father used to be grown up together when they were young, attend da same school, one thing that different is my father have the determination to success in life and rili focus. For my father education rili plays an important role in our daily life.

My father come from a very poor family. Since he's the only son so he got and extra focus from his parents. His elder sister and him got the opportunity to go to school. My aunt just completed her primary school and my father not even earn his O-Level as my grandfather cannot afford the fees of RM80. Guess whay?my father rili wanted to be a Doctor, but not it's not too bad as he is the doctor in petroleum.  

I think the main idea of this post is to equip our-self with education as that only can help us. The opportunity to be with her rili opened my eyes and mind to be more serious in life. And this post is a serious one...or maybe I should come with a post with da title "How serious is serious?" ermmmmm....will think about it.  

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