I had a lot of anger issues when I was a child. But because I was so pampered back then, I could get away each time I lost my temper.

There were no consequences to bear until my Grandma, in her own ways, taught me the most important lesson in my life.

I still remembered exactly what happened 22 years ago.

I was in Primary Two then. I would come home from school and dump everything on the floor. Then, I would rush to the bedroom to take a nap first.

One day, I woke up to find the dreaded bamboo sticks for my kite making gone! My Grandma had thought it was rubbish and had disposed of it. I was filled with fear as I was afraid that my art teacher would scold me.

At the same time, I was so angry. So I ran back to my room and bashed the pillows in anger, wondering if I should forgive my Grandma if she apologized.

After pounding out my anger at the pillows for some time, I wondered why my Grandma hadn’t come in to apologize.

So I went around the house searching for my Grandma, and there she was, out in the corridor, chopping up her favorite brand-new broomstick to get back the bamboo sticks for my kite.

I was filled with remorse, and even though I rehearsed my apology lines over and over again in my head, I still couldn’t bring myself to apologize to her , not even when I saw her bleeding hands.

I vowed never to lose my temper anyhow again.

My Grandma passed away in June 2000 and I had definitely been as filial as I could.

I do wish I could have done more though.