The Time Has Changed

My sister posted on her blog about how dad had turned her down when she gave part of her first pay check to him, as a gift of appreciation. Dad said to her there is no need for her to spray pepper in the ocean. Keep your money please.

I never gave any money to dad. I suppose I knew better than my sister to spray pepper in the ocean. I did give some money to mum during Chinese New Year. Mum would never tell us not to spray any pepper. She just re-packaged the red packets and the money was returned back, the roundabout way.

Now I am dad. I do not have the opportunity to say to my son the same thing that dad had said to my sister. In fact, I would be counting my blessings if there is no more I need to do for my son from here on.

As the younger generations always like to lament, against us old folks, the time has changed.

The time has indeed changed.