"What is SIN(2X)+ COS(3X)?" The voice of the Mathematic teacher was loud. A million eyes seemed to be staring at a tiny figure with long black hair tied together in a pony tail as she stared blankly at the tall and overweight middle-age woman who had an expression of anger on her face.
"I...I don't know," Xiao Fen muttered, with her head bowed down.
"Don't know? Such a simple question like this? And you are at your last year of secondary education? How do you think you are ever going to graduate from secondary school and proceed to Junior College?" The face of the teacher was red.
There was no answer. The eyes of the girl was looking at the floor. Droplets of water were beginning to form in her eyes, droplets that the girl tried hard to prevent from forming.
The voice of the teacher went on, ranting about the reality of life in Singapore, about how a person would never succeed in life without a university education, about how the key to go to a university was to go to a good junior college, about how the key to go to a good junior college was to do well in secondary school. Words that the girl had been exposed to, all too frequently.
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The King was there, sitting on His throne. His face looked as kind and gentle as ever. There were many servants surrounding Him who were attending faithfully to His every needs. Xiao Fen smiled the moment she saw the King, He was one person she knew she could always go to and He would never reject her.
"You are here, again?" The King's voice was gentle and soft, never condemning, ever loving. Xiao Fen walked up to the King and went up to His laps. She never spoke a word. She did not have to. He knew everything. He could hear the language of silence.
The King's hand gently went around the girl who could not express herself. He hugged her close to His laps, and she felt relief in leaning upon Him.
"You ought not to be here," the King said, gently.
Tears fell down the eyes of the girl.
"They are cold to me. I do not like... that place."
"Still, you have works to do there. You ought not to be here." The King's voice is ever so gentle. His voice is ever so comforting.
The girl was silent.
"Go, my girl, go back to your world. Go and do what you must, there, and then, you can come back...here."
"Yes, my Lord," the girl replied, meekly. The King hugged her tightly to Himself, needles piercing pain hitting non-ceasingly at His heart as He knew how the people in that world would treat her... His precious.
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"Xiao Fen? Xiao Fen??? XIAO FEN!!!!!!"
The shout brought the girl back into her world.
"Yes... Mrs.Foo," the girl stammered. Her eyes were still staring at the floor. She had no courage to look at the piercing eyes of her Mathematic teacher.
"Were you listening to me, just now? What was I saying?" The tone in the teacher's voice was dangerously reaching the explosion level.
The girl was silent. The droplets of water that had formed from her eyes started to fall like rain.
"That is it! I am calling your parents! I am telling them what happened to you, today! With your kind of attitudes, I doubt that you will ever make it big in life!!!" The teacher was screaming her voice off.
The girl was trying hard to prevent herself from sobbing. The droplets of water were falling excessively down her eyes now, unceasingly, beyond her control.
At that moment, the girl thought she felt a presence that was with her. Someone was there, someone was holding her hand, someone gentle and kind, someone comforting. The girl knew who He was. Timidly, she held onto the hand of the King. She would not be alone.
With courage, she lifted her head up and looked into the face of her angry and screaming teacher. Yes, she would be strong, yes, she would face her teacher, her parents, and all the rest of the people in the world who trampled on her.
"I will be strong, Jesus." The King's daughter whispered to the person was was beside her, her heart thumping rapidly in fear, but her head holding high at the challenges that lied ahead of her.
The King smiled.
"I...I don't know," Xiao Fen muttered, with her head bowed down.
"Don't know? Such a simple question like this? And you are at your last year of secondary education? How do you think you are ever going to graduate from secondary school and proceed to Junior College?" The face of the teacher was red.
There was no answer. The eyes of the girl was looking at the floor. Droplets of water were beginning to form in her eyes, droplets that the girl tried hard to prevent from forming.
The voice of the teacher went on, ranting about the reality of life in Singapore, about how a person would never succeed in life without a university education, about how the key to go to a university was to go to a good junior college, about how the key to go to a good junior college was to do well in secondary school. Words that the girl had been exposed to, all too frequently.
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The King was there, sitting on His throne. His face looked as kind and gentle as ever. There were many servants surrounding Him who were attending faithfully to His every needs. Xiao Fen smiled the moment she saw the King, He was one person she knew she could always go to and He would never reject her.
"You are here, again?" The King's voice was gentle and soft, never condemning, ever loving. Xiao Fen walked up to the King and went up to His laps. She never spoke a word. She did not have to. He knew everything. He could hear the language of silence.
The King's hand gently went around the girl who could not express herself. He hugged her close to His laps, and she felt relief in leaning upon Him.
"You ought not to be here," the King said, gently.
Tears fell down the eyes of the girl.
"They are cold to me. I do not like... that place."
"Still, you have works to do there. You ought not to be here." The King's voice is ever so gentle. His voice is ever so comforting.
The girl was silent.
"Go, my girl, go back to your world. Go and do what you must, there, and then, you can come back...here."
"Yes, my Lord," the girl replied, meekly. The King hugged her tightly to Himself, needles piercing pain hitting non-ceasingly at His heart as He knew how the people in that world would treat her... His precious.
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"Xiao Fen? Xiao Fen??? XIAO FEN!!!!!!"
The shout brought the girl back into her world.
"Yes... Mrs.Foo," the girl stammered. Her eyes were still staring at the floor. She had no courage to look at the piercing eyes of her Mathematic teacher.
"Were you listening to me, just now? What was I saying?" The tone in the teacher's voice was dangerously reaching the explosion level.
The girl was silent. The droplets of water that had formed from her eyes started to fall like rain.
"That is it! I am calling your parents! I am telling them what happened to you, today! With your kind of attitudes, I doubt that you will ever make it big in life!!!" The teacher was screaming her voice off.
The girl was trying hard to prevent herself from sobbing. The droplets of water were falling excessively down her eyes now, unceasingly, beyond her control.
At that moment, the girl thought she felt a presence that was with her. Someone was there, someone was holding her hand, someone gentle and kind, someone comforting. The girl knew who He was. Timidly, she held onto the hand of the King. She would not be alone.
With courage, she lifted her head up and looked into the face of her angry and screaming teacher. Yes, she would be strong, yes, she would face her teacher, her parents, and all the rest of the people in the world who trampled on her.
"I will be strong, Jesus." The King's daughter whispered to the person was was beside her, her heart thumping rapidly in fear, but her head holding high at the challenges that lied ahead of her.
The King smiled.
