Fair?

I ate dinner at a restaurant in my area last night. My family and I were eating at this chinese restaurant we’ve been to a couple of times. Just after finishing our last meal, this family walks in. Five people, I counted.

First the father, a typical chinese man in his late 50s. Then the mother, which reminded me of my mother, with spectacles and very motherly like. Then followed by another woman, probably the wife’s friend or so. Then came the children. The sister who was surprisingly tall and with big round spectacles made her way into the restaurant. Right behind her was her brother who turned out to be a down syndrome kid who was around my age.  ( seventeen )

I tried to avoid eye contact at all cost because I knew how uncomfortable it could be for them and how it really is inconsiderate of me to do it. So I just continued and finished off my chrysanthemum tea. I then started thinking about the kid and started to observe him.  I found out that his family (parents) were really nice people and were normal people like you and I. The kid didn’t talk much though. But unfortunately, he was the only one using a spoon and a fork and not chopsticks like the rest of his family. I really felt glad his family had accepted him for who he is.

BUT what about the other people in this world? have they accepted him? Will they accept him? Some might but some won’t. And again I realized how unfair life can be. I knew I had had been taken things for granted. Like how I always complain to my parents or anyone how unfair my life is when it actually isn’t. When all I needed, I already had. It’s really sad that we (human beings) only really appreciate what we’ve got and miss something when it’s really gone. You might not agree, but I know it’s true.

(Forrest gump)
Mrs. Gump: You have to do the best with what God gave you.