Something to reflect on the last day of July, after journeying half of 2011.
Touching words from the mouth of babies.
A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, ‘What does love mean?’ The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think:
“When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn’t bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That’s love.”
– Rebecca – age 8
“When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.”
– Billy – age 4
“Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other.”
– Karl – age 5
“Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.”
– Chrissy – age 6
“Love is what makes you smile when you’re tired.”
– Terri – age 4
“Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK.”
– Danny – age 7
“Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss.”
– Emily – age 8
“Love is what’s in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen.”
– Bobby – age 7
“If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate.”
– Nikka – age 6
“Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday.”
– Noelle – age 7
“Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.”
– Tommy – age 6
“During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling… He was the only one doing that. I wasn’t scared anymore.”
– Cindy – age 8
“My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don’t see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.”
– Clare – age 6
Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken.”
– Elaine-age 5
“Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford.”
– Chris – age 7
“Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.”
– Mary Ann – age 4
I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones.”
– Lauren – age 4
“When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.”
– Karen – age 7
“Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn’t think it’s gross.”
– Mark – age 6
“You really shouldn’t say ‘I love you’ unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.”
– Jessica – age 8
And the final one, The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman’s yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said, ‘Nothing, I just helped him cry.’
This story is shared all over the world, and through these innocent little children we are a step closer to defining what love is. I guess love is all that, and if you notice, all the love definitions are actions. You want to define love? Do an action of love.
“Love is when my mommy wakes up every morning to make my favourite breakfast even though it cost her hours of sleep and energy, and she doesn’t even like what I’m eating.
Love is when my daddy cancels lunch with his church friends just because ‘my daughter is home,’ and he wants to make me know that I’m special.
Love is when my big sister does not go to her uni and instead accompany me to go shopping, just because I’m in Singapore and I don’t have too much time.
Love is when my sis allows me to sleep in her bed (even though she likes her privacy) because she knows I like it.
Love is when my sis listens to my stories for hours and hours and not remembering a single thing of it but still pats me on the head and tells me that I’m a good sister.
Love is when my mommy gives the best piece of chicken even though that’s also her favourite part.
Love is when my daddy skips work when I’m around and accompanies me to play bowling, billiard, and having lunch at Pepperlunch.
Love is when my big sister ‘escapes’ from her Professor and goes back to Indo just because my second sis and I are going back.
Love is when Jesus died on the cross just because I am so special in His eyes.
Love is when you are old, been together for 60 years, yet you still see her like it is the first time. Holding her hands tightly, you say, ‘I’d love to spend 60 more years with you, and I don’t even know if it’s enough.'”
– Marcella Purnama – age 19