I have four “F” days from 2nd November to 5th November in Sibu.
“F” as in Food, Fellowship, Fun, Friendship that leads to Fullness of Life, Faith in our God, Faith in ourselves and Faith in others around us.
I have learnt a new way to describe a woman – A Woman of Faith. Faith in her God. Faith in herself. Faith in others around her.
In organizing the event, Your Health Matters, a health forum conducted in English in Sibu, the President of Federation of Sarawak Journalists Associations, Mr Raymond Tan described me as such a woman.
I know I am far from it. But, I am available to work towards that great “F”. Because I Believe.
I do not report on these events. Much have been reported in the local media by my colleagues. But, here are some side stories that I have collected and carefully packed and treasured in my memories.
The first one, the Big Faith – I Believe.
The text that follows is a story that I have written many years ago when I co-wrote a daily column with some local writers. We called that column, “Fullness of Life”. Indeed, over the years that the column existed, many heartwarming stories were shared. Few of the writers have collected their articles and published into books. I have not. If your system does not support Chinese characters, I am sorry. But, you would not miss anything because I shall briefly touch on the story in English later. If you, like me, enjoy Chinese Language, join me –
一個貧窮善良的姑娘很幸運被一間珠寶行彔用. 一家生活因此得以保障. 在一個寒冬的晚上, 店里來了一個衣衫襤褸的男子. 這善良的姑娘很想過去安慰他, 但因為有其他顧客叫她, 她不能抽身.
在她收起貨時, 有一盤裝有六枚精美的戒指滾落在地上, 她到處找遍只找回五枚.
她叫道: “先生 . . . . .“
“先生, 如今找一份工作很難, 是不是?“
那男子盯著她看了幾秒, 臉上露出了笑容, “是的, 不過相信你會做得更好. 我可以祝福你嗎?“
當天, 她們一起去銀行, 我朋友提了一些現金出來. 然后她們一起回酒店, 她進了一次洗手間, 后來大家又一起出去, 走出了房間才發覺小錢包不在手提袋. 于是, 她叫朋友先去接待處等她,她回房去拿, 回房找不到小錢包, 就認定是她同房的同事 “偷“ 了. 她到了接待處, 當著其他同事面前說: “打開你的手提包, 我的錢包在里面.“
可是, 不能再與這位同事同房, 別人也不愿與這位同事同房, 一路上這位同事只孤零零一個人.
我想這是否太直接了? 若是當時錢包不在她手提袋呢? 這會毀了這同事的前途嗎?
若能轉個彎, 請朋友去另一地方私下詢問, 是否能大家都旅途愉快? 或者使這位同事有機會改過?
This is a story of “I Believe”. A story was told of a young lady after much searching finally found a job in a jewellery shop. The job gave her much security in supporting her poor family. On a cold winter night, she received a customer, clearly in distress financially. The young lady had wanted to go forward to greet him. But, she was caught in attending to other customers.
As she was putting back the jewelleries, she dropped a tray holding six fine rings. She could only find five rings.
She was in distress. She saw the man walking out of the shop. She called, “Sir..”.
The man turned back with no expression on his face, “What’s the matter?”
The young lady did not know what to say. Suddenly, she remembered her mother told her that many people were actually kind and true.
She said, “Sir, it’s very difficult to find a job now, right?”
The man stared at her for a few seconds, smiled and said, “Yes, however, I believe you can do better. Can I bless you?”
He stretched his hand and hold hers, opened the shop door and disappeared in the cold winter night.
The young lady looked as he disappeared, and put the sixth ring back to the tray…
Incidentally, on the first day of the forum, we (the doctors and the journalists) also experienced the same kind of strong belief that the workers of a local café had on us.
Shortly after the courtesy call on the Mayor of the town, we had a media briefing at a local café called, Manna Café located in the same building.
After the media briefing, we left without settling the bill. The workers did not stop us. They smiled to walk us out, I remember clearly because I was very impressed. When one of the doctors (our guest) went back to collect his file that he left behind, he was also not being asked to settle the bill.
It was during a conversation later in the evening that I suddenly realized that I did not settle the bill before I left. I called up the President and asked whether he settled the bill. He did not either. I practically ran back to the café immediately. My heart was then with the young workers, would they have been in distress? A thousand questions ran through my mind in that ten minutes.
At the café, I was greeted by the smiling staff. I was curious as to whether they were scared, they said, “No, we believe you will come back to pay.”
My heart was warmed over and over again that evening.
that your life can be changed in a matter of minutes by people who don’t even know you.
The staff of Manna Café changed my life that day.