“Daddy, that’s a policeman!” shouted my three-year-old son (V) to my wife and me, as we were waiting for our taxi to arrive at Terminal 2 of the Singapore Changi Airport.
“Shall we go and say Hi?” my wife asked V.
Without hesitation, V dragged his mother to the two armed policemen and waved “Hello!” at them.
The policemen reciprocated with a smile and a wave.
A ponytailed girl was playing with her brother at the playground as I was walking back home in my Navy No. 4 after ending my in-camp training (ICT) for the day.
“Are you a soldier?”, the young girl, who looked like she was around five years of age, blurted out innocently.
“Yes”, I said, proudly.
After a while, she waved me goodbye.
Two separate episodes. Two brief moments.
But both powerful.
As a father, I felt happy that the policeman made my son’s day, when he could have chosen to ignore.
As an uniformed personnel who wears my No. 4 only once a year during ICT, I felt elated to make the girl happy, when I could have just walked as if I didn’t hear anything.
Sometimes, we don’t need to do much to make a fellow human being happy — we just need to be present and reciprocate.