On the first day of school several years ago, I stepped into the classroom of my class. As usual, there was a slight stir in the class. My students finally knew who their class-teacher was. There were no more guesses. A girl sitting two seats further away looked up at me and commented, “噤老嘅”. Of course I was very unhappy about it! Should I scold her for impoliteness?
A second thought came to my mind that I should not do so! I swallowed her words and pretended that I did not hear them. The reason was: If I was angry with her, that meant I admitted I was old. I was calm and carried out my work. I totally ignored her words of discrimination. I said to myself: If I was ugly, she would certainly remarked, “噤醜嘅”! If I was bald, she would say, “光頭嘅”! She had the freedom of speech, but she had already hurt me.
It was two years ago. One day at school, I heard some students calling one of my colleagues in her absence as “黃老太”. At that time, the name was often heard in TV from an advertisement of a big supermarket in
What will you feel when one day someone calls you “老伯” “婆婆” although you think you are not that old?
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