My Hero
My hero, it is not Superman, Batman and other fictitious superheroes, but it is my aunt. She came all the way from Indonesia, left her family, just to take care of me. My mum and dad worked, and are too busy to take care of me. Since I was in Nursery till now, she is still here, giving all her attention to me. She treated me like I was her child, showered me with love and taught me how to put on my clothes, and other things I should be able to do on my own, by now. She was the one who fed me when I was still a tot, comforted me when I was feeling down, and really took care of me if I am sick. She influenced me with her neat and tidy handwriting. She did all the things a caring parent would do, though she is not a parent.
Unfortunately, I am very naughty child. Since I was little, till now. I sometimes did not appreciate what she had done for me, and did not even care that she had sacrificed her quality time with her family, just to come here and take care of me. I even talked back to her if she nags at me, sometimes. Honestly, I can be very rude, but not all the time. My unruly behaviour, made her cry that day, as she could not take it anymore. I reflected my mistakes. I said to myself, “She took care of me willingly till now, and I repay her with this attitude,”. I cried profusely, regretful of what I’ve done.
But, we change our minds often, and she will go under the list of people whom I love. She was the one who pushed me to do better in my studies, to achieve excellent grades. She wanted me to reach my goals and dreams. Though she is not good in her academics when she was young, she has great values which she brings with her everywhere. She tried her best to prevent me from being like her. She wants me to have a bright future ahead. I realised that she really cared for me. She reminded me, again and again, “Rosnie, jangan putus asa!” Which means, “Do not give up!”, in Malay language.
Sometimes, when I was about to repeat my mistake, I would quickly put myself in her shoes. I would try to feel how she felt, when I was rude to her. I would immediately step back from what I was about to do. I kept promising to myself that I will appreciate what she had done for me. When my behaviour went over the border line, she still forgave me. She would always keep my true colours safely with her. When my Singaporean aunts and uncles asked her if my behaviour was all right, she said yes! I did not even make a promise with her, that she must say yes, if they asked her that question, or else. I was bewildered. Why didn’t she just tell them the truth? I don’t mind, as I should be taught a lesson. I put those puzzling thoughts aside.
As each day passes, I realised that her naggings are for my own good. I could not imagine how it feels like, without her by my side. I thank God for letting me have a chance to live with her. I thank God once more, for saving her from the serious sickness, which I can’t reveal, what, last time. Just imagine if you were to leave your beloved family and go to somewhere far from them. I would feel miserable. I guess each and every one of us will too. My aunt is a really strong person. The phrase “Never give up!”, from her, follows me wherever I go. As I grew older, I can finally understand the difficulty she went through while taking care of me, as I would sometimes bit her if I feel frustrated with her, but that was long ago, when I was a toddler. She is like my second mum.
She taught me the importance of being a person with a wonderful heart, and a determined mind. Though she will be leaving soon, I do not want anyone to replace her, as for me, she can never be replaced. She will always be in my heart, no matter what happen. She is my hero, an incredible person I will never forget.
Rosnie Nasuha(: