No, I’m not saying it is okay to rob or steal or whatever you want to call it. It is wrong no doubt. But if you really have to rob someone, can you please consider who your victims are?! At least Robin Hood stole from the rich and gave to the poor!
I was in my office on Friday afternoon when Fuzi called. Her house was broken into (in broad daylight) and the burglar/s managed to get RM300 cash. Fuzi had a few days earlier received her monthly welfare aid (Bantuan Kanak-kanak) of RM400 in cash. That Friday, her son was ill and so she brought him to a clinic. She didn’t dare bring too much cash along with her so she left RM300 at home, slipped under her stack of clothes in the room. When she got back she saw the front door open. She went inside, saw that her room had been ransacked and the cash gone!
My first concern was if any of her children were at home when the burglar/s broke in. Thank goodness they were not. Fuzi sometimes has no choice but to leave her 13 and 12 year old daughters at home by themselves or to take care of the younger siblings when she needs to go anywhere. I can’t imagine what would happen to the girls if the burglar/s had decided to break in when they were inside. Sheesh!!
Of course, to Fuzi the RM300 is a huge amount. Hey, even to me that’s a lot! But her children’s safety is more important.
I think I have mentioned before in one of my earlier postings that the front door to Fuzi’s house is not really a proper door. Definitely not secure enough. It doesn’t even have a lock – just some planks from the inside to avoid people from opening the door from the outside. When I come to visit, she’d remove the planks to open the door and let me in. When the whole family needs to leave the house, they’d have to go out the kitchen door which can be locked from outside.
I have asked a friend before if he could find someone who’d be able to install a proper door to Fuzi’s house at a reasonable price. I needed a quotation to enable me to find a donor willing to sponsor the door. But the guy this friend wanted to recommend always seem to be busy (or maybe because there’s not much money he can get from this job) and has yet to visit the house to assess.
Today I called my friend again – explaining to him what happened and the urgency of getting a proper door for Fuzi’s house. He said he’d try to get somebody else to visit the house and give a quotation. Well, he’d better do that soon.
Poor Fuzi. What with her marriage cert thingy still not settled… now this?
To the burglar/s, whoever you are, I hope by now you’re having dyspepsia at the very least. Anything worse would be better. (I know, I know… I’m being too nice…)
HOI! If you really have to rob, go rob somebody rich lah!! If the occupants of the house can’t even afford a proper door for their house; that obviously means they themselves need the money. CHEH!!
I was in my office on Friday afternoon when Fuzi called. Her house was broken into (in broad daylight) and the burglar/s managed to get RM300 cash. Fuzi had a few days earlier received her monthly welfare aid (Bantuan Kanak-kanak) of RM400 in cash. That Friday, her son was ill and so she brought him to a clinic. She didn’t dare bring too much cash along with her so she left RM300 at home, slipped under her stack of clothes in the room. When she got back she saw the front door open. She went inside, saw that her room had been ransacked and the cash gone!
My first concern was if any of her children were at home when the burglar/s broke in. Thank goodness they were not. Fuzi sometimes has no choice but to leave her 13 and 12 year old daughters at home by themselves or to take care of the younger siblings when she needs to go anywhere. I can’t imagine what would happen to the girls if the burglar/s had decided to break in when they were inside. Sheesh!!
Of course, to Fuzi the RM300 is a huge amount. Hey, even to me that’s a lot! But her children’s safety is more important.
I think I have mentioned before in one of my earlier postings that the front door to Fuzi’s house is not really a proper door. Definitely not secure enough. It doesn’t even have a lock – just some planks from the inside to avoid people from opening the door from the outside. When I come to visit, she’d remove the planks to open the door and let me in. When the whole family needs to leave the house, they’d have to go out the kitchen door which can be locked from outside.
I have asked a friend before if he could find someone who’d be able to install a proper door to Fuzi’s house at a reasonable price. I needed a quotation to enable me to find a donor willing to sponsor the door. But the guy this friend wanted to recommend always seem to be busy (or maybe because there’s not much money he can get from this job) and has yet to visit the house to assess.
Today I called my friend again – explaining to him what happened and the urgency of getting a proper door for Fuzi’s house. He said he’d try to get somebody else to visit the house and give a quotation. Well, he’d better do that soon.
Poor Fuzi. What with her marriage cert thingy still not settled… now this?
To the burglar/s, whoever you are, I hope by now you’re having dyspepsia at the very least. Anything worse would be better. (I know, I know… I’m being too nice…)
HOI! If you really have to rob, go rob somebody rich lah!! If the occupants of the house can’t even afford a proper door for their house; that obviously means they themselves need the money. CHEH!!
