We were suddenly informed, at lunch on Thursday 23 September, of the sudden death the night before of a kitchen volunteer at the community centre where I teach Mandarin and English. Tee (from Malaysia) was in her 80s who’d been a volunteer there for over 25 years and much loved.
Her fellow kitchen hand colleague, Filipino Anita, told the story of what happened the night before (when she hadn’t found out about Tee’s death). Anita heard knocking on her window. Her window had a wide and full view of the outside, and there was no one there. When Anita came in the next morning to work, she learned that Tee had died.
A student on the Mandarin course, Sui (also from Malaysia), came in for the pre-lesson lunch. As she approached the building, she saw Tee in the reception area. When she got there, however, Tee was gone. Sui thought Tee must’ve gone back to the kitchen. When Sui went to the kitchen, however, Tee was nowhere to be found. Then, Sui (and the rest of us) learned that Tee had died the night before.
Spooky or what?!
(London, 2021)
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