When vendors came calling at our door,selling tidbits,she didnt shoo them away.
Vendors that came into this category were small door to door seller selling items like food,traditional medicines and knick knacks.
She would buy not because she really needed them but because she wanted to lighten their burden.
So when the small girl came to our door selling cendol,she bought a few packs.
Mak,makan ka cendol tu.?
She smiled .Tak pa lah,mak tak makan ada lain yg mahu.
She gave back the small change as a sedekah for the poor girl.
Thus keep the change is instilled in me when the sellers are young children or old ladies who came to our house selling wares.
One day,I was engrossed in my work when there was a knock at the door.
I asked my girl to see who the caller was.
Mak...tok jual kuih.
Mama sibuk.Suruh mai lain kali.
But I felt sorry for the makcik who used to come peddling her wares to our house.She has features that reminded me of my mom.
I left my work and came out of the house.She had already reached the bus stop near our taman.
Running to her,I gave her a few ringgits...much to her astonishment.
Tak ambik kuih ka,cikgu.She asked when she saw me making my way home.
Sedekah hari ni makcik.Guna duit tok bayar tambang bas...
It was long long ago.I have not met that makcik kuih since.
In RBL.I have an Indian lady who came occasionally for a few sen.
Yesterday,I was in the bathroom when I heard her call.
Semasa mengajar,bilik saya seakan Kementerian Masyarakat.
Cikgu kawan saya lupa bawa duit.Dia nak pinjam.
Cikgu, saya hilang duit...
Boleh kata setiap hari ada saja yang boleh kita bersedekah.
Antara memberi sedekah dan memberi pinjam.
Rasa ketaq tangan dan ketat dada bila kita diminta untuk dipinjam...
Janji nak bayar ...tapi tak ditepati..
So lain kali ....sorry.
Kena fikir berlori lori.
Bersedekah membuat hati rasa lapang
Memberi pinjam pula rasa dok tergantung terawang awang.
Itulah saja cerita hari Jumaat ini...