Cross-Cultural Conversations

Observations by a Malaysian studying in Australia

Sunday, November 30, 2003

Maturity

Last Wednesday I fell down on the dry, hardened land while playing lunchtime soccer, and had my knees and palms bleeding. Now, 4 days later, I look at the scarred spots and notice the lavish amount of scabs that have developed since. Scabs are a lot like good wine or cheese; they take time to properly mature. It might take days, weeks, or even months, but as you satisfactorily scrape off those ripe, red scabs to reveal fresh, pink skin, you realise that the wait was well worth it.