Are we women weak? No..we are not. We are only weak if we let ourselves to be weak (a.k.a sengaja cari penyakit!).
My mom is one tough woman. Being a single mom at the age of 28, nothing has ever stopped her from moving on. Her priority, of course, her children (me and my older bro). Yes, I’ve seen her cry, I’ve seen her feeling down, but she never wanted for her children to know. Imagine having 2 kids, with her salary…(she’s a government servant and it’s the 70s). And she is the oldest of 10 siblings.
I’m sure she wanted to remarry or needed man in her life. She was not even in her 30s…however, her kids were the most important to her. Remarrying means having a new family and she didn’t want us to be neglected (because you’ll never know…will the new man in her life accept us or love us like his own?). Yes, words alone are not enough for her and she just didn’t want to take any chances….
When it comes to our education, she will never compromise. I still remember when my primary 1 text book loan was on hold for some reasons. And she said “Ish, kalau susah sangat..Mama beli aje nanti…”. And from then onwards, I did not rely on government supplied text books loan until I finished school. Then, there's the tuition fees, pocket money etc etc...She has to do it and think about everything .. alone...
When my friends walked or bicycled to school, I went by bus. I was in my primary school years and my mom was worried about my safety. I was home alone since Standard 3. She had no choice but reminded me to lock the door and never talked to strangers. I was lucky, back then the criminal rates were not as high as these days. She made sure that her children will never know of her hardship. I really respect her for this.
Although my brother stayed with my grandparents, but financially he was my mom’s responsibility. He went to MRSM after Penilaian Drj 5 (now, it’s UPSR). I’ll never forget when mom and I took the night train from Ipoh and reached Seberang Prai early in the morning, then took the taxi to Kulim. Just to send him pocket money. Then, after few minutes with him, we headed back to Ipoh. Just the two of us.
She sacrificed a lot not only for us but also for her family. I can go on and on about her but one thing I know my mom is one Iron Lady! Although I was raised single-handedly but I’m grateful that my life was far better off than some children with both parents.
See, we women can do it. When the going gets tough, one tough woman gets going!!!
And to my mom......Thank you....for everything.....