I am an alarm clock. I was made in China and later sent to Australia. My life target was to serve people and society. What a big dream, right? ‘Dream Big.’ Nick Vujicic said that before. He was my idol. Why? He was born without limbs, like me. And he was an Australian, like my owner.
My owner bought me ten years ago, in 2000. He was just a child at that time. He wanted to buy an alarm clock as he had to learn to wake up himself. After he brought me to his house, he placed me on a shelf above his bed. On the first day he used me, everything went smoothly. He woke me up and turned me off. I felt so pleased because of his self-discipline. But at the night on the third day he bought me, he forgot to set me to ring on the next day. ‘What a careless boy,’ I thought. So I set the alarm myself. He didn’t know that.
Day after day, my owner became a secondary student. His mum gave him a new alarm clock. I felt so strange because I was a ‘Chinese’. Anyway, the new clock was nice, out of my expectation. I taught him what to do when our owners forgot to set us to ring as my arms would stop moving in the future. I served my owner whole-heartedly for three more years. Then, I ran out of order. But my owner didn’t throw me away. He still kept me on the shelf.
Year after year, my owner had to work. He bought a new alarm clock and stopped using the old ones, me included of course.
Yet, I recently found that he was fired just a week ago because he had been late for four times. Deeply sorry, I felt.