Dear Sons

You know your mader lah…..She can get lost in MidValley’s toilet. She can get lost in Komtar carpark. And today, she even managed to get lost in a taxi.

So, I am supposed to meet someone at St. Francis Xavier’s church in PJ. I thought I know where it is. So, hop on a taxi, tell the Malay taxi driver, itu gereja dekat Assunta. Cheh….so confident, kan?

I got to Assunta alright…but that’s not SFX! It is Assumption Church. Doh….poor taxi man gotta ran down from his taxi and cross a road to ask an Indian woman for direction.

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Meter showed RM7.50. And lucky the Indian lady knows where is SFX. So, taxi man took me to SFX. Meter now shows RM9.90.

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**here private chat with sons, only, ok?*

And you know lah..biasalah…go to Catholic church macam like going to funeral likedat. No one look at you. No one smile at you. And though I was fumbling around the shelves, wondering if I need to take the hymn books and such, no one comes to help this stranger too.

So, mass was ok because the hymns are about the same as our CHS. I didn’t get the name of the priest but I like his homily.

Then, usual lah, mass ended. Mana tau…the commentator suddenly said, “Do we have anyone who is here for the first time?” I pun terlompat because must be truthful mah. They asked me to stand up. Adoi….malu nyerrrrrrr…The whole church gave the welcome lah. All clap lah. So, I thought when mass ended, people sure come by and ask this stranger where I hail from. Tarak punnnn….semua buat tak nampak juga.

Moral of the story, always carry a smile to church.