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Saturday, November 06, 2010

Something to ponder about.

Is life unfair?

Sometimes I really think it is.

My family recently hired a Cambodian maid. She's 21 but we all suspect she's probably 18, she has no education, she doesn't speak a word of English and can't even read or write in Cambodian. When I came home from my Euro Trip, I was amazed by how much English she understood. When I first met her, she was fresh faced and smiley and greeted me enthusiastically, "Good evening, Amelia". My mom did a good job teaching her. My dad would also spend an hour each day teaching her the ABCs and 123s and said that she was an enthusiastic learner. She also got very attached to my Mom. One day, she even told my mom in a combination of Cambodian, English and sign language that she thought of my mom as her mom. When my mom had she flu, she patted my mom on the shoulder and told her to rest in her room. However, we eventually had to send her back as her visa was rejected in Malaysia due to a white spot spotted near her rib cage during a medical check up she had to go through.

When my parents sent her back to the agency, she was devastated. She couldn't stop sobbing and kept coming out of the room they made her stay in 3 times to say good bye to my parents. When my dad was in the washroom, she insisted on waiting for him, defying her caretaker, so that she could say good bye to him. Such loyalty. In the end, she even walked my mom all the way to the car before saying a final good bye.

When my mom told me what happened, I couldn't help but tear. I felt so sorry for her. She probably didn't even understand why she was sent back. Yet instead of feeling angry and betrayed, all she wanted was to say a proper goodbye to my parents. Because she has to be sent back, she will now owe the agency RM2000 which she does not have as she was only working for 2 months. We don't know what the white spot near her rib cage is but the doctor said that it could be TB, a growth or cancer. How is this girl going to pay for a doctor to see what's wrong with her, let alone have money to seek treatment? I spent all night awake thinking about her and worrying for her. How cruel can life be? She came to Malaysia in hopes of making money, probably to support her family, and instead of having money, she's in debt.

And then I think about my life in comparison to hers. I am so lucky and blessed. I was given every opportunity to do what I want. My parents gave me everything I needed and more. I am even privileged enough to set off on my own to travel the world at 24. The difference between my life and hers is obscene. I feel ashamed to have spent so much on frivolous things and a passion when she probably needs it to save her life. I wish I could go back in time, not travel and give this money to her instead.

Why are our lives so different? She never had a chance. Everybody deserves a chance don't they? And this is not unique to her alone, there are millions of people out there who are fighting for a chance that they do not have. How do we make life better for them?

At times like these, I really do wonder if there is God out there. Why put people on earth to suffer? Why constantly throw them challenges that they'll never be able to overcome?

When I get a job again, I'm going to set aside a little bit of money every month to donate to people in need. I vow that I will help as much as I can. But the question is, how much and how many can we help? I don't see a solution to this because I know, no matter how hard we try, there is always going to be a child out there brought into this world, made to go through hardship after hardship all because he never stood a chance and he probably never will.

I think I just depressed myself a little writing this.

melia signed out with love @ 6:56 AM (1) earthling(s) farted

Comments:

I am depressed writing this. -_-

Summore i so mengada-ada complain about my situation and what not. -_-

I feel terrible for your would-be maid! Kesian.... :(

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meatbag : 3:11 AM

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..What About Amelia?..

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I'm 40% mature, 30% child-like
10% fashionista, 8% dork
6% klutzy, 3% dreamer
2% blur, 1% hero x)

I also want to marry John Mayer
And oh, I want a pet unicorn too x)

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