I've translated the stories into English for my English-speaking/reading readers.
Here's the 1st story.
Hope this brings some joy to you as well.
Story 1 : The Heart of a Child
A young, single lady had just relocated to her new home.
She discovered that her immediate neighbors were a poverty-stricken family.
That family consisted of a widow and her 2 young children.
On a particular night, a power outage occurred in the neighborhood.
The young lady did the next best thing and lit candles to provide some light.
Not long after, there came a knock on her front door.
It was the neighbor’s child.
He came asking nervously, “Hallo, you have candle in home?”
The young lady thought to herself ‘Could it really be that these guys are so poor? They can’t afford candles!?
‘What if these guys become dependent on me in future? I’d better not lend them any candles!’
Then, with much indifference, she responded that she had none.
As she proceeded to shut the door, she noticed that the poor child’s countenance displayed a quiet smile.
“I knew you no candle in house” he chirped.
As he said that, he took 2 sticks of candles out from his pocket and cheerily handed them to the young lady.
“Mommy and I afraid you no candle ‘cos you stayin’ 1 woman. Here 2 candle for you!”
On hearing that, she was pricked by her guilty conscience.
She reprimanded herself and
As tears flowed from the bottom of her heart, she embraced the young boy whose warmth melted her cold heart.
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3 comments:
haha! the boy didnt speak broken/lousy mandarin!!!
hey, yea i think he didn't!
haha but you know, gotta depict him as accurately as possible...
come on...give credit to Dan. He's a wonderful storyteller(slash)-interpreter =)...With THAT many chinese symbols...I'd forget what the story was about, trying to figure out those symbols...
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