Yesterday, I can’t help but thought of the little girl that stayed in the hospital ward. It was a good 10 years ago. I was at the Penang General Hospital, paying my aunt a visit. I believe it was right before she went into surgery. My aunt resided in a general ward with approximately 15 other patients. During my visit, I cannot help but noticed that most of the patients in this ward had lost all of their hair. Perhaps, it was a ward for cancer patients, I thought.
Out of the many patients in the ward, it was a little girl that caught my attention. She was really young, probably 10 years of age at most. She had lost all of her hair as well. I suspected that she was ill. Nonetheless, I was somehow attracted to her because of the big sweet smile that she had on her face. It made me smile as well.
My mum was at the ward the day before I went and she told me that the little girl had been playing with a latex glove. According to mum, the nurse had blown up a latex glove, and gave that glove 2 eyes, a nose and a big wide smile and had handed it to her as a toy for her to play with. I thought it was pretty creative of that nurse. I saw her playing with it still the following day and she seemed pretty happy about it. It was then when my mum said, ‘She could definitely use one of your stuffed toys’.
That was when it hit me. I could give her one of my bears.
That was what I did. I went home and selected this bear of mine named Little Tommy. I don’t have a picture of him, but I’ll never forget how he looked like. Tommy is a plump white bear, wearing a green pants and a matching beige T-shirt that has got some toy prints on it. He is reasonably big enough for a little girl to hug Tommy to sleep. I thought Tommy will definitely be able to make her happy.
I took Tommy back to the hospital the following day but I couldn’t find the little girl. I was there for a good half an hour or so, but she didn’t came back. I had to go home and so I handed Little Tommy to one of the nurses in charge of the ward. I didn’t get to see her and to give her Tommy myself. I didn’t even get her name. My aunt passed away a couple of days later and I didn’t get to going back to the hospital ward anymore.
I wonder if the little girl is still around. If she is, I think she wouldn’t be all that little anymore. And I hope that she is now all healthy and living a good life. I hope that Little Tommy had kept her company way back when. Maybe now too. But I bet the little girl would have made Little Tommy very happy.
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