Lies

During my younger days I was the biggest liar. Every word that came from my mouth was lies. Most of the time I created lies to save my ass from my father's cane. But soon I started to lie for fun. I didn't do my homework and would lie to my parents that I didn’t have any. I lied to my parents about my tuition teacher not feeling well for 2 week and I played truant. I was screwing up my life big time with my lies. Then a wakeup call came from the most unlikely person. My grandmother! Apparently my mother had complained to her about how I hurt her with my lies.

She scolded me so bad for more than an hour and she made me cry. I was 10 then and that was the first time I cried without the indolent of the cane. Her words were so painful. From the day on I decided not to lie. And my life changed course from being the idiot of the class I toped my class.

I cannot remember the little lies that I have said in between the time I was 11 and when I was 20. When I was 20 years old I entered the Singapore army. On the day that I was enlisted my mother cried, at the period of time the biggest news in Singapore was the death of a soldier during training. After the first week of training I felt like I was gonna die. The training was very hard, both physically and mentally. We were only allowed to go back home in the weekends and one of those weekdays my mother called to check on how I was coping. That was the time I had to say my first well justified lie. I was bleeding my hands from extensive blisters from doing chin-ups, the food was horrible, but to my mom I told her that the food great and the training were easy. She was relieved. I had to maintain the lie for the rest of my term in the army.

Now my younger brother just entered the army, and I have given him the advice to Lie. The lies I told when I was younger hurt my mother, the lies that I have to say when I am older made her happy.

So lies aren't bad at all. What matters is why we lie...if it’s for a good cause, by all means fire away!