My mum left Malaysia for work today. Nights ago I told Asna that she was leaving. To my surprise, she burst into tears.
“What are you crying for?”
“I don’t want Mama to go”
“Since when do you care? You didn’t cry the last time Mama went”
I freaked out a little. I seriously don’t recall her crying before my mum leaves anywhere. In fact, I don’t recall her seriously crying before anybody goes anywhere! My mum later told me that she has started crying over this, her last trip for example. I find it odd… I thought as kids grow they learn to stop crying.
Anyway, I asked, why cry? Mama will be back and she’ll get new clothes!
“But I don’t want”
That’s when my mum interrupted. She started explaining to Asna why it’s important for her to go attend the meeting, that she’s working for the good of the nation and that we’re all living in peace and harmony in Malaysia because people are doing their jobs. She added that work is important, because if nobody works, there won’t be any schools or playgrounds.
“And there won’t be any ice-cream shops?”
Yes, my mum said.
I was later told that it’s important to let kids know the importance of work – it’s for the bigger things in life and not merely for the sake of new toys or clothes. If not, children will start questioning in the future – “I have enough, why should my mum go overseas and buy more?”. I guess, they’ll start thinking that working is all about money. Probably explaining why some people who think they have enough, eventually refuse to take work seriously.
At times, in the beginning, when I felt like it’s all about the money, I tend to feel dry. I’m starting to think that when I really do work in the office and feel like I’m part of something big, I feel good, like I’m really valued. Though money is important, maybe it’s time for me to look at working in another way.