Happy Easter Day
I can't remember if I was finishing my second or my fourth lap when an Indian auntie called out to me. She was pointing to a kid in the pool who I thought was happily bouncing up and down in the water earlier with some of his friends( I noticed them because they were quite irritating as they shouldn't be in the lap swimming lane, especially when they are playing with their stupid big buoyancy floats). The maid must had problem asking the young master to go home and was asking for my help so that she could give him a piece of her mind later.
I went over and carried the kid out of the water. To my surprise, he was crying and looked freaking traumatized when I held him in my arms. He was very young, only about the age of around the height of my thigh if he stands (I dunno how old is that, only know he very young ha) By the time he was sitting or rather lying half dead by the pool side, he was crying and puking real hard. Three or four massive pukes came out from his tiny body. (I never see a kid puke so much water in such a horrible manner!)
Goodness... The kid was fcking drowning seconds ago (ok I was slow, eh ok very slow). I think he might really die if his maid didn't spot him in time. I was shocked and pissed. I thought the maid should have really look out for him. I wanted to scold the maid cause it was clearly her negligence. I asked the maid to bring him to the lifeguard, cause I didn't know if he really need any medical attention. She looked blurred and act as if she dunno how to do that. Pissed! I thought she was scared cause she was guilty.
"Your mama where?", the Indian auntie asked. The little kid pointed to somewhere beyond the middle pool side( ok, I was used to calling them the baby pool, middle pool and deep pool. It was at the other side of the teaching pool actually) The point was. She wasn't his maid. She was just an auntie minding her own business(peeling dead skin from her feet maybe) when she saw the kid drowning. I wanted to get out of the pool and go and scold that stupid mother with the Indian auntie( Ok, I admit. For a joyful moment, I thought I can get to do some bitching adventure like Wilsurn and go scold her "Fcking cunt!" haha!)
The kid walked off (exhaustedly) to the other side of complex with the Indian auntie. Then she came back. I saw her own kid got out of the water later, and by her expression, she was telling him what had happened just now.
When I was about to leave the place, I just can't fight the urge when I walked past her. With utmost respect, I said thank you to her. The angel smiled back in pure happiness and joy, and in her most humble auntiely manner, said "Thank you also".
I went over and carried the kid out of the water. To my surprise, he was crying and looked freaking traumatized when I held him in my arms. He was very young, only about the age of around the height of my thigh if he stands (I dunno how old is that, only know he very young ha) By the time he was sitting or rather lying half dead by the pool side, he was crying and puking real hard. Three or four massive pukes came out from his tiny body. (I never see a kid puke so much water in such a horrible manner!)
Goodness... The kid was fcking drowning seconds ago (ok I was slow, eh ok very slow). I think he might really die if his maid didn't spot him in time. I was shocked and pissed. I thought the maid should have really look out for him. I wanted to scold the maid cause it was clearly her negligence. I asked the maid to bring him to the lifeguard, cause I didn't know if he really need any medical attention. She looked blurred and act as if she dunno how to do that. Pissed! I thought she was scared cause she was guilty.
"Your mama where?", the Indian auntie asked. The little kid pointed to somewhere beyond the middle pool side( ok, I was used to calling them the baby pool, middle pool and deep pool. It was at the other side of the teaching pool actually) The point was. She wasn't his maid. She was just an auntie minding her own business(peeling dead skin from her feet maybe) when she saw the kid drowning. I wanted to get out of the pool and go and scold that stupid mother with the Indian auntie( Ok, I admit. For a joyful moment, I thought I can get to do some bitching adventure like Wilsurn and go scold her "Fcking cunt!" haha!)
The kid walked off (exhaustedly) to the other side of complex with the Indian auntie. Then she came back. I saw her own kid got out of the water later, and by her expression, she was telling him what had happened just now.
When I was about to leave the place, I just can't fight the urge when I walked past her. With utmost respect, I said thank you to her. The angel smiled back in pure happiness and joy, and in her most humble auntiely manner, said "Thank you also".