Less privileged

PUBLISHED : Thursday, 14 January, 1993, 12:00am
UPDATED : Thursday, 14 January, 1993, 12:00am

I READ a piece of news about a mentally-retarded person. He feels his future is gloomy as his mother died of illness, which is a great blow to him.

Now, no one cares about him. He has no choice but to live alone by himself. I am sorry to hear that. How about you? I want to express concern at the problems about the mentally-retarded. In fact, they are not without any merits. If they receive proper education, training and assistance, they may be able to work as normal people do.

Unfortunately, many people or employers are reluctant to give them an opportunity. Even worse, some people have the misconception that mental retardation is a kind of infection disease.

This will worsen the inferiority complex among the mentally-retarded. Some of them turn down job offers simply because they lack self-confidence. Their lives become gloomier and their prospects, more bleak.

If you were mentally retarded, how would you feel? In fact, they are not different from us and are entitled to be loved, cared for, and given access to education. Please don't deprive them of their right to live! JONES Good smokers I WANT to express my opinion even though most people would disagree with it - NOT ALL TEENAGE SMOKERS ARE BAD. Almost all people, especially parents and the older generation, when they see a teenage smoker, would conclude that they are bad kids.

It is really a wrong perception because every teenage smoker I know is a good, responsible, hard-working and socially alert student.

They always try not to let others know that they are smokers just because they are afraid that people would think they are bad.

Don't get me wrong, I am not saying that smoking is good. In fact, I also think that smoking is a bad habit and I want every smoker to give up smoking because smoking is hazardous to our own health as well as other people's health.

E. T.

Unforgettable trip I HAD an unforgettable experience recently. After school, my friend William and I were determined to go to Sha Lo Tung to check out the return route which we would have to lead the elderly in a service.

Unfortunately, we came across our best friend on the street, Sam, who was my neighbour. He demanded to join us and asked us to wait for him. Consequently, we started our journey late.

The starting point was near our homes but it took a long time to reach the destination. As we went further into the forests, the sky got darker and our hearts started to beat faster.

Before arriving at the Hok Tau Reservoir, the curving paths were filled with rocks and stones, which made our journey more difficult.

Moreover, the leaves formed a canopy. We could only use our electric torches to sustain our trip. Eventually, we reached the reservoir, which was only half-way of our journey.

From then on, we never bumped into any traveller and it was pitch dark. It was a challenge for us because our objective was to find the way back.

At that time, we could just remember a few ways. After walking for about twenty minutes, we encountered a fork which led to three narrow roads. It seemed that if we decided on the wrong one, we would all die. At last, we agreed to take the path which led to Pang Shan Chai.

We walked for about forty-five minutes and started to realise that we were lost. The path seems neverending. Finally, we decided to follow the path which we came in.

In the return journey, we were afraid because it was very dark. A couple of times, we almost fell down the slope.

With God's help, we returned home safely. After this terrible journey, I feel that our friendship has become stronger. Also, since then, we decided not to go on outings at night.

LAWRENCE Carmel Pak U Secondary School