i was disgusted by an uncle who littered on the bus last night. and it made me think about the cleaners who clean up our school and in my neighbourhood.

i was talking to this cleaning auntie in school one day.

laura: auntie what time do u end work?

auntie: soon. 4pm.

laura: wah auntie, so early ah. go home and rest

auntie: i have to come to sch at 6am. have to wake up at 4 am. very tiring.

and these aunties have a hard time mopping the floors, cleaning the toilets. don't blame them for using too much bleach to clean up. talk to them as often as possible.

and i got to know a security uncle in sch of biz. dunno if he knows me. but at least i say hi and good morning to him when i meet him.

and there are these aunties, no longer workers from bangladesh, who clear rubbish in my neighbourhood. the govt is outsourcing the cleaning jobs to private contractors. and sometimes i wish i have an opportunity to talk to this particular auntie, who walks ard briskly pushing the rubbish truck.

sometimes i feel sad when i see elderly folks still working at their age. no doubt singapore has an aging population. and the govt hopes to see self-reliance on our part to take care of ourselves. but with myself having back aches and all, i really admire these aunties and uncles who are still labouring, while we complain about how thw aircon is too cool, computer is too slow, no msn...