Before I begin my story, a Big KOLO MEE BIRTHDAY WISH shoutout to Ehon, a brilliant Kuchingite in Brisbane! Tried to look for a kolo mee cupcake for u but failed... :p Have a good one, mate! ;-)
Okay, so sometime last week, I had a very pleasant experience at the local supermarket near my place. Wanted to get a shopping trolley and there were lots of trolleys available, 3 rows in all. But there was a big problem... all of 'em seem to be 'stuck'! Yup, S.T.U.C.K., and me being the si lembik that I am, failed to pull out any from all the 3 rows. Can you imagine me, using all my limbs (yes, my kakis tangans), trying to release the 'stuck' trolleys, while carrying my big sling bag? Thinking back, big possibility I looked very Mr. Bean in that half a minute.. -__-'''
Okay, so sometime last week, I had a very pleasant experience at the local supermarket near my place. Wanted to get a shopping trolley and there were lots of trolleys available, 3 rows in all. But there was a big problem... all of 'em seem to be 'stuck'! Yup, S.T.U.C.K., and me being the si lembik that I am, failed to pull out any from all the 3 rows. Can you imagine me, using all my limbs (yes, my kakis tangans), trying to release the 'stuck' trolleys, while carrying my big sling bag? Thinking back, big possibility I looked very Mr. Bean in that half a minute.. -__-'''
So, there I was, a damsel in distress, looking desperate and helplessly at the many trolleys available but failed to get one on my hands. However, some lucky stars must have shone on me that day... ying hung gao mei... [translation: hero to the rescue, a damsel in distress... more or less lah!]
While I was struggling trying to release one of the trolleys, from the corner of my eye, I saw a boy who was doing the same. At most, he's about 6-7 years young. Suddenly, I saw that he managed to release 2 trolleys. Inside me I was thinking, "Shit lah! Small boy oso more powderfool than me! How can?!" And while I was having that thought inside me, the Little Gentleman™ said to me in Mandarin, "Here's one for you."
And what did I do?
I smiled and went, "Ohhh! THANK YOU!" And I smiled summore.
Abuthen seconds later, came another bigger boy who took his trolley away... alamak... by then I was already about 5-6 steps away from him... but I think the Little Gentleman™ didn't mind... not even one bit...
After about a minute or so, the incident was seen flashing a few times at the back of my mind And I thought to myself (again), "Hey, I just had a darn schweet Gooly-mo!(ment)" Our Little Gentleman™ reminded me of Gooly the Gentleboy who jumped into the pond to 'save' the girl's wallet.
From that moment on, I was pretty convinced, that chivalry is most probably inborn. I mean, how can you teach a young child, that when you see an auntie struggling to get herself a trolley, that when you manage to get one yourself, you should offer one of the trolleys to auntie? How? How? Can teach meh? *shakes head* Donch think so... But I also think that parents play a big role in instilling good values... [ok ok, who am I to talk abt parents, instill good values blablabla...]
When I related the incident to mom, she smiled and said, "Ohhh, what a caring boy!"
Caring... so yeah, we need more Goolypops in the world!