316th Reflection💬

“My dream, the Lord realises❓”

I must do something.
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11/02/2024 (Sun) 20:00 Chinese New Year Day 2

I returned home.

Mum said, “Dinner.”

I fetched the dishes.

I said, “Where is the turnip cake?”

Mum said, “What turnip cake?”

I said, “You asked me to treat you guys a tea breakfast. And after that you asked what I wanted to eat. I told you I wanted turnip cake. You said ok and you would cook it.”

Mum said, “No.”

I said, “No? You mean ‘No, you didn’t say that.’ or “No, we’ve got no turnip cake left.’ It’s a gift from somebody.”

Mum said, “No, it isn’t cooked.”

I said, “Why not?”

Mum said, “There is already lots of food to eat.”

I said, “Where? All here are last night’s leftover.”

Mum said, “Don’t waste it.”

I said, “I didn’t say I won’t eat it.”

Mum said, “You’re too choosy.”

I said, “Anyway, I want turnip cake.”

Mum said, “No, no.”

I said, “I’m not going to waste time arguing with you.”

I opened the fridge, fetched out the cake, cut it into pieces, poured water into the pan, started fire and steamed it.”

Dad said, “Leave it to me.”

I said, “No, I want it. I must do something.”

Mum said, “Just do what you want.”

A few minutes later, I fetched out a plate of steamed turnip cake.

Dad stretched a pair of chopsticks and nipped a piece of turnip cake.

I said, “Why did nip the turnip cake?”

Dad said, “I wanted it too.”

I said, “Why didn’t you tell me?”

Dad said, “I did say, ‘leave it to me. But you said, ‘No.’”

I said, “Ah, you’re right.”

Dad said, “Who want it, who does it.”

Mum stretched her chopsticks and nipped some turnip cake.
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Another me said, “Why didn’t you pray?”

I said, “For what?”

Another me said, “For turnip cake.”

I said, “He gave us. He sent us a turnip cake. It’s now in the fridge.”

Another me said, “Why didn’t you pray once more?”

I said, “For what?”

Another me said, “For the Lord to steam the turnip for you.”

I said, “The Lord said no.”

Another me said, “No, He said nothing.”

I said, “He answered through mum. If you want turnip cake but you do nothing, eat the leftovers.”

Another me said, “Hey, you mum and dad did nothing but nipped the turnip with their chopsticks.”

I said, “Whoops, happy new year, can you stop acting like a snowflake?”

Another me said, “If I were you, I’d have stopped their chopsticks getting over and asked them to eat the leftovers.”

I said, “You aren’t entitled to it.”

Another me said, “Why not? I steamed it.”

I said, “No, because the turnip cake isn’t yours but the Lord’s. The turnip cake is a gift to my whole family from the Lord.”