Different Shoes, Different Point of View

I was driving back to Malang when I saw this view: about 7-10 motorcycles park in the edge of a bridge above train station. For me, it was weird for they were looking down and saw the trains. And that was it. No other views, nothing. All they could see from above was the trains. But then, I slow down and I tried to look at what they did. I saw one father was holding his son and explained to him about the trains (my guess, for he pointed at the trains). Another couple was doing the same thing. They explained to their children about the trains.

Real life lesson

Real life lesson

The example above is one proof that each of us wear different kind of shoes. It is a paradigm to show that we are different with each other in a way of viewing the same event. I might think that looking down to the train station from a bridge above it, was weird and unimportant. But for those folks, they might educate their children that way! Easy, cheap and straight to the point. None of us can get the blame in this case. I was right because for me, I can teach my nieces or nephews by showing them the cards, books, videos about trains. I can even ask them to have a ride on a train. But for those people who have to work during weekdays and have no money to buy books on trains, a moment of looking down from the bridge is enough. They will ask no more.

Another example is about enjoying fast food. I have to admit that I love fast food at certain times. Like when I’m with Elizabeth, we will definitely go for fast food (fast to make us fat!). For us, who have the opportunity of eating those kind of expensive food, we might think differently with those who have no extra money. For us, fast food is just another day in our life. We can enjoy it everytime we want to or when we have no time to eat and just grab fast food from drive-thru. But for other people, having fast food in their menu is something big. They might save for sometimes before they can buy some food for their children. If you go to fast food restaurant, try to look at those people who really enjoy their meals! It is not because they are greedy, but they have rare opportunities to enjoy such food.

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What I’m trying to say here is the different view that we have as human being. We do not need to blame others for their different way of thinking. Note one thing, there is such thing as right vs wrong. But in some cases, we should aside that everlasting fight and respect they way others think on certain event.

What do you think of this situation: A father who would rather sell his only old car to pay for his son’s school fee. He has to walk 3 kilometers one way to his workplace. So, he has to walk 6 kilometers each day. Every day he would come home in a very tired condition. Will you think he is a stupid man? or a thoughtful father?

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I’m his Cinderella : My Father is a real fighter

Yes, for me my Dad is a real fighter. He’s the one who will comfort me through whatever seasons I’m in. Actually this article is inspired by a song titled Cinderella by Steven Curtis Chapman. The first time I heard this song was when I helped Ike, my best friend, in preparing School of Children Counselling with David Goodwin. She gave me the Cinderella book and asked me to listen to the song. Do you know what had happened that night? We both cried and thank God for our Dads. Even though sometimes we have fight and arguments, we know that our Dads love us more than words can explain.

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Since I listened to that song, I’ve been reminded of how great is the love of my dad. He might think that I’m his beautiful pearl (he said that actually!) but for me he’s the greatest treasure. He was the one who will give his life to protect me. I saw the many times he fought for me, not in a physical way, but really he did that through what he said, what he did to me and his prayers.

When I had rough times, he was the one to comfort me. The way he educate me was unique. We were like best friends. He always asks for my opinion on whatever stuff that he’s going to buy. And so do I. I always ask his opinion on whatever I want to do, including the boys that I will hang out with. We love to listen to any rock music together and watch movie in the theater. I love the moment when we discuss about the movie, the scenes and the message that we got from that movie. He’s the one who always challenge me to think critically and speak carefully. He hates gossips and loves knowledge. I’m on my way to upgrade my stage, Dad. When somebody hurt me badly, I was sad. But my dad was even sadder than me. He was the one who hold that tears, so I could cry on his shoulders. What a fighter.

Cinderella song had changed me so deep. I could not stop my tears everytime I listen to that song. Even until today… I knew that my Dad loved me. But now I’m even assured that I’m his Cinderella. He won’t spend a minute without me, because he knows that one day I will find my own live.

On his birthday July 2008

On his birthday July 2008

Love you, Dad!