this entry was suppose to be written on the 15th Nov. 2006. however, because the gruesome nature of the evidence left at 'crime' scene i have unfortunately chanced upon outside the school, i haven been able to give my two cents worth regarding the incident i am about to narrate to you because the thought of that dead carcass juz irks me so much. it all happened like this... that day, adeline, carine, cynthia, grace, xiu xuan and me were about to leave the school after our run through the back gate. as we were about to cross the zebra-crossing, we gasped at the sight of a lifeless black body, lying in the middle of the driving lane. a thick pool of blood had been collected on the road, near victim's mouth, which has apparently been the source of the blood. it is an obvious hit-and-run accident and that reckless driver had apparently driven off without the least bit of remorse. shame on that being. approx. 5 mins later, 2 sweepers came over and cruelly sweep that poor corpse into the bin. i felt so helpless there and then. judging from the size of the body, i doubt it was even a cat yet...only a kitten. and its life ended in such a trauma. cruelty is thy word.
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if you have juz breath a sigh of relief when you realise that the victim had been a kitten instead of a human being, i sincerely implore you to stop that thinking immediately. why is it that human being lives must be taken so seriously when an animal's life, no doubt still a life, can be so slighted by us, the selfish ones?
if the victim in the above scenario had not been an animal, will the driver ever stop to see if he had accidentally killed someone? perhaps not. but the probability is definitely higher than him killing a cat. however, would it have taken so long for someone to come and remove the victim from the road, if the victim had been a human? i believe not. in fact, i even believe that the main reason why it had been removed, is to prevent blockage, for us, the ever almighty humans to walk without anything in our path. and it is to the extent, abhorring for me to entertain the thought that perhaps that lonely carcass had been run over not once, but over and over again, repeatedly by various cars of shapes and sizes and brands. i noe that nothing can be done to help these poor animals because the focus we place ourselves in is too strong for anyone else to intervene and share with us. thats the sad thing abt human beings. sad but true.