The beauty of blogging is being able to keep a record of things that one wants to remember and never forget. It has been more than a year since I posted the poem below composed by my ex-student Benjamin Seet. He composed it after the class (me included) witnessed an accident involving their classmate (Lynette) and a van. Lynette suffered serious injuries, while we suffered mentally.
Thanks to God that Lynette was strong, and survived and rode through her ordeal, even managing to complete her O levels in the same year. Seeing Lynette up and about has brought me great joy, and helped to heal my mental scar. However, reading the poem, even now, still brings tears. Thanks Benjamin, for your way with words, and thanks Lynette, for pulling through.
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The strongest girl who ever lived
The scent of jubilance saturates the morning air,
And the birds, their chirps, based on a major.
I saw you, quiet and reserved, just as ever.
Up the bus you went, not knowing what a fate it might deliver
All this while, a love for you, in our hearts it hid
For we would never have realized how much you mean to us,
till the day, the van, it sped.
But I hope you realize our desire,
Our desire to share this burden with you, to lessen this pain for you
Our love we no longer want to hide,
For all we want you to do is to continue to fight.
Our class would never be complete without you.
Our hearts will forever exist a vacuum only you could fill.
For we know of your bravery, we have witnessed your courage.
We know you do not want us to shed a tear for your sake.
But we're sorry, this wish, we could never fulfill.
Please be strong, Lynette, please get well soon.
For only with your return, will our hearts keep still..........
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Thanks to God that Lynette was strong, and survived and rode through her ordeal, even managing to complete her O levels in the same year. Seeing Lynette up and about has brought me great joy, and helped to heal my mental scar. However, reading the poem, even now, still brings tears. Thanks Benjamin, for your way with words, and thanks Lynette, for pulling through.
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The strongest girl who ever lived
The scent of jubilance saturates the morning air,
And the birds, their chirps, based on a major.
I saw you, quiet and reserved, just as ever.
Up the bus you went, not knowing what a fate it might deliver
All this while, a love for you, in our hearts it hid
For we would never have realized how much you mean to us,
till the day, the van, it sped.
But I hope you realize our desire,
Our desire to share this burden with you, to lessen this pain for you
Our love we no longer want to hide,
For all we want you to do is to continue to fight.
Our class would never be complete without you.
Our hearts will forever exist a vacuum only you could fill.
For we know of your bravery, we have witnessed your courage.
We know you do not want us to shed a tear for your sake.
But we're sorry, this wish, we could never fulfill.
Please be strong, Lynette, please get well soon.
For only with your return, will our hearts keep still..........
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