Yesterday, I travelled all the way from Bandung to Jogja, it's 8 hours train, 8 hours! My butt is in so much pain. Along the way, I saw thousands and thousands hectares of paddy fields. The thing that really strike me is, when you see thousands hectares of paddy field and there is one to ten labours working, they look so small just like scarecrow in the field. Imagine working under such a hot weather and such a big field to take care, that will be definitely a torture to me. The every single rice that we having, eating is from their hard work, and seriously no body even bothers their hard work (there are some do bothers ok). Wasting the rice is something I can't tolerate and feel so heartache, so people, please do try not to waste the rice. Just take a little if you think you can't finished it off. Have a moment, if you work thru all your sweats and hard work just to give something to your love one and being thrown away after seeing it and use it a several times, what will you feel?
There are thousands of occupation out there, you can name it and i bet you will absolutely forget about paddy field worker. We just take things for granted isn't. It's ok. Just take a moment, with a grateful heart, thank the one that do fills up your stomach everyday. =)
Ciao.
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