My hubby did not manage to offer his help as we need to rush to pack some food for our kids. He later told me he could recognize that poor lady as there're a few times he saw her walking along the roadside with grocery bags in hand. We later felt sorry for not helping her and decided to drive around to look for her.
It did not take us long to spot her walking slowly down the road. I wound down the car window to offer help. I could see she's in pain, yet she managed to squeeze a smile on her tired and wrinkled face (which looked more like crying) and telling us she had backache. Her long white hair was messy and she had only a few teeth left. Life must not be easy on her...
Inside the car, we asked for her address and I was surprised that she's staying in a quite an affluent area. She told us she's a teacher back in 1950s. She then started to speak in good mandarin. She said her eldest son had his own small business but not doing well, her daughter is married and staying in Singapore now and she also did talk about her youngest son.
I was curious and asked her why not she took a cab home?
She said taking cab was expensive and she'd rather keep the money to buy food for her cats and dogs...
She pitied those strayed dogs and cats, and brought them home.
When we reached her double-storey house, we saw her being welcomed by her dogs and cats. I wanted to take a photo of her going inside her house, but couldn't do so because she was standing in front of the gate and kept smiling and waving good bye to us.
She thanked us and said we are good people and God will bless us.
I think God should bless her more. She gives unselfishly, and even as to sacrifice her own comfort for the sake of those strayed animals on the street.