Hello fello reader, I'm here again instead of studying for my trial exam. ( I have my last paper tomorrow! ) Anyway, the death of Mr. Lee hit my core of heart and it brought my thought ups and downs. Although I'm not a Singaporean, I am a Malaysian who lives just beside Singapore separated by the customs. Despite, can't deny that the small little island which is smaller than a New York town have fully developed and turn from a British colony to now a prosper country with their own identity. Salute to this man who had brought Singapore out of Malaya during the year of 1965, and lead the country so well until today. We need to admit that he did a right decision to declare independence from Federal of Malaya. He made the country shone on the world map by the name of Singapore.
It's not easy to bring up a family, nor a company, what to say to bring up a country. Mr. Lee meant to spend the whole life to his land. He used up his life to have meeting with British man, thinking of how to turn the status of country to a higher one. He hold on his vows. If you have been to Singapore, you will love the place for sure. A place surrounded by greenery, a place which is rubbish-free, a place which everyone treat you politely. Yes, this is all founded by the late.
" work until you no longer need to introduce yourself."
This sentence hit my thought strongly. Who don't know Mr. Lee as the first prime minister of Singapore? If there's a day, I do not need to do a simple introduction " hello my name is Michelle..." and people will automatically come to me and call out my name involuntary, that's mean I have a little success in my life. I hope I can achieve that one day, to appreciate by other with honour because of my contributions to a country or to the world. I'm just like a tiny sand on the desert, like a discrete particle among all the photons in the air. I don't born to be perfect, but I born to be someone. I'm building up an awesome castle and I'm the planner, the architect, the designer. And till the end of my life, I can welcome people to step into my castle proudly. Yes, it's good to have a dream in life. But dream without action is just like a pool with water. By your little actions day by day, castle may be getting bigger and stand still on the earth, provided with a good foundation.
You can't be perfect, because being perfect, you have no chance to improve and you're not Him. You not need to be perfect. Being a perfectionist for something is alright. But if being perfect make your life harder, why no just have some flaws to make it more interesting? A glass without slashes is beautiful, but a mirror with some scratches prove it's history. Instead of weeping and sheding tear everyday, why not to live like a sunflower, growing toward the sun and bring hope to the surrounding? Flaws and mistakes knocked someone down at the point of time, but remember to stand up after some time and rebuild the castle. No matter how sulphur dioxide is going to corrode the castle, you as the architect must take action to rebuild it and to preserve it until the last second you inhale oxygen.
Respect life, live life. Your life will turn up to respect and cherish by other one day. Like how Singaporeans are paying tribute to Mr. Lee. I want to make my last day of life in the Earth like him.
I believe in " Be quite, let success make noise."
Send my deep consolation and tribute to Mr. Lee, the legend.
_szeyeeM
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