It's always fascinating to see how people celebrate a festive season like the Chinese New Year. In my part of the world, visiting families, relatives and friends is a norm. While this practice is hailed as something good, some couldn't help the tendency of wanting to impress, to show off. A new curtain, an expensive furniture set, a latest fashion or a plasma TV - anything that makes one feels good about oneself. So long, of course, the other party takes notice and makes a good comment. Sometimes, it's the children who become an object for showing off. During my Chinese New year visits, I was amused by the following observations:
"Mom, my dress is too tight!" complained a six-year old daughter to her mother.
"Just bear it. You look pretty in that dress," said the mother.
Who cares about comfort. It's looking good that matters. But at the expense of whose happiness?
"Don't you dare play outside and dirty yourself," a young mother warned her three-year old son.
"But I want to play with my friends," the boy insisted.
"Not today. It's Chinese New Year!" said his mother.
Isn't it a day when children are suppose to be happy? In some cases, they get hurt instead.
"Where did you put your eyes!" a father scolded his son who, while playing, accidentally broke an expensive jar. "Don't you know that this thing is expensive?"
Obviously, at his young age, he couldn't have known. What broke that day was his son's vulnerable heart. It was a priceless item he could ever afford.
Then again, some parents simply got too carried away in projecting their children.
"You have two beautiful children. How old are they?" a guest asked a young mother.
"Oh, the professional golfer is five and the Olympic swimmer is seven."
Oh, please......
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