On one of my visits home, I went with my brother Dave and sister-in-law to the market on a Sunday for their weekly shop. As I was staying with them, they had to buy enough to feed me as well as the three of them.
As the bus was taking a little while arriving and Dave’s hands were fully laden with bags of shopping (a chunk of cod a foot long, king prawns, various types of meat, vegetables), I suggested he put the bags down on the stone seats provided for people at bus stops. His response was, “No, some of the bags are a bit wet because of the fish and the prawns, so I don’t want to mess up the seats for other people.” I felt SO proud of this considerate brother of mine.
(Singapore 2005)
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