Very few Burmese can even afford basic child education.
Yolly oh Yolly
I have not gone to the office for almost a week.
A part from Chinese New Year holidays, I have not been well – cold, flu, sore throat – the lot!
I am ok, just a bit under the weather. I will be back on tract in a couple of day’s time, as soon as the course of antibiotics is completed.
Yolly came for her weekly house keeping duty.
I didn’t really want to go out while she cleans the apartment even though I could never stand the sound of a vacuum cleaner. So I fell asleep on the day bad in the living room. I probably snored at a major Rector scale too.
The sound of Yolly struggling with the key to get out of the apartment woke me up.
Half awake, I asked her:
Are you done?
I couldn’t find my wallet to pay her weekly due.
Sorry Yolly, my purse is in the car (I hope it is), and I am not well (I bet she knew that from my scruffy morning look)
Oh that’s OK sir. Next week lah.
Yolly left the building.
A few minutes later I got an SMS from Yolly:
I was wondering, makcik ni tertinggal barang ke ?
It was pleasant to read…
“get well soon sir”
oh, did I tell you that she also:
unpacks my luggage when I return from my travels
sews my pillow or quilt cover
brought me some snacks from her Christmas holidays in the Philippines.