Morning has broken and the 10,000 smiles.
Posted by kittt on August 29, 2007
Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning
Born of the one light, Eden saw play
Praise with elation, praise every morning
God’s recreation of the new day
That’s the last line of the song made famous by Cat Stevens, now aka Yusuf Islam since his conversion to Islam. It was a song i was introduced to back in primary school, if i remember correctly, a time when the English teacher wanted to impart some unique blend of artistry into her languid classes. The joys of school at the workplace today was indeed a welcomed experience.
Lethargically returning to office after a long weekend spent on doing pretty little (if anything at all), the sweet stroll from the open aired, full of sand, stone and greens parking lot to the lobby, then proceeding 10 floors above and into the doors of my office took me from a “walk and stagger” routine to my desk to a nourishing, rich and vibrant morning beyond my anticipation. Greeted by a smiling miss sakaki who seemed to be concentrating on work before she gets distracted by anyone else, and upon parking my bum and removing my heavy duty brick of a laptop and swiftly turned it on, sakaki-chan presented me with my most favourite Whitakers’ peanut slab bar.
“Happy Belated Birthday,” she said with an ever gracious smile. My consciousness has drifted to an otherworldly plane.
As i paced about to the toilet and arranging stuff and whatnot, the bubbly sakaki unmasked herself to reveal 10,000 smiles, sparkling pigtails and a plastic of 3 pcs of Krispy Kreme donuts she later reveal she had short-sold to us without her sister’s knowledge and said we’ll all be sharing it for breakfast.
Zap. It sure felt like we were suddenly back in high/middle/elementary school, where we, young innocent kids were contemplating about spending the good portions of the day dallying in the most insignificant times of the day. And to me, this, in reality, a so-called working adult was basking in a morning full of glory. Thank God for mornings like this.
And thank you miss sakaki for the peanut slab from Sydney. You don’t know how much that made my day.
Oh oh, last thought for the day:
Prayers move the mountains,
And smiles move the clouds.
