Justice is one big element and probably the major one in building the community, just everything in a community which is composed of human beings.
My house was under renovation. So my brother went to Zhong Wa to dabao some food for lunch. My brother is a enthusiastic, short, and averagely fat guy with quite high standard of self-esteem. He is currently a student in UM Law Faculty, who always wants to fight for justice. He is passionate to stand strong in law and justice but somehow he always chooses to ignore or even get away from arguments which involve him himself. This is the biggest and the most obvious difference between us, i think.
After buying the lunch boxes, his anger towards injustice reformed and i am always the listener for him to speak out things that he wanted to tell those persons involved. He said there's a fella, with paints on his pants and dirt in his fingernails(some kinda 泥水佬) jumped queue and shouted impolitely at the hawker to get his meal done first. It was co-incidently my brother's turn to place his order. What's next? The hawker looked at both of their expressions and finally decided to take the fella's order first. My brother and people behind him left aside and despite the anger of injustice, my brother kept silent and waited for that insane uncle to place his order.
Why should the hawker take his order first? This is totally insane. This shows the insanity and uncivilized culture in our community. We should wait to be seated, but not shout. Uncle, please be rational.
End talking about the lunch. Then we jumped onto the sofa, and observe the stuffs going on in our renovation site. We viewed the 2 workers doing their job silently and efficiently, in setting up the new tiles. 2 of them are very diligent and smart working. With ideal plans, they managed to get things done step by step, without wasting a second in their working hours, as well as working an extra minute during their rest time.
Meanwhile, 3 aunties of the ages of early 60s were working out on the painting. What a huge difference. They used our toilet frequently, just as if she was my grandma. They talk frequently. Even loudly than my television's speaker. At utmost importance, their work rate didn't come with talking. They talked about their grandchildren's cases while moving the paint brush slowly and gracefully along the wall.
What the heck is on to these kinda labours? Dear aunties, I'm so sorry to tell you that you are totally eliminated from this era and today's community could not accept any kind of attitude which we can see from you. So, FUCK OFF!
After a discussion and comparison of these 2 groups of labours with my analytical-minded elder brother, this is the conclusion :
--Education is a main element in shaping and building good personalities and in enhancing civilization within our community.--
Alright. Things done and we feel satisfied and grateful that we are well educated with well educated family background since both my parents work as educators. =)
Teacher is really a great profession with huge responsibilities as they are the main characters in promoting education to future generations.
