Tribute to Mr. Lee Kuan Yew
I remember telling my teachers once that I wanted to be Mr. Lee Kuan Yew.
I believe this was in Primary 1 or 2. Everyone laughed. I laughed along.
My teacher scolded me for making a joke.
In Secondary School, I learnt the importance of Mr. Lee's tears.
"It was the first time anyone ever saw him cry on TV."
I thought he was a wayang king.
By Polytechnic, I didn't know what the big deal was. He was just a man.
A few years later, I realised that well, that's the thing... He WAS just a man.
Still is. He had dreams, passion, ambition. He loved, he cried, he got angry. He made mistakes, he fell, he stood up, he grew tired, he grew hungry, he only had 24hours a day. He had friends, he had enemies, he had a family, he lived, he died.
Now I'm 27. I want to be like Mr. Lee Kuan Yew. He was a man that despite being just a man, dedicated his life to build our little island up: a place I am proud to call my home. The best way that we can now honour your memory sir, is to own and further the progress and freedom that you have given our nation.
Rest in peace Mr. Lee Kuan Yew.
30min before the cortege passed. An old man, wheelchair-bound, braved the rain to pay his last respects to Mr. Lee Kuan Yew.