Can't believ it. br I won a motor scooter- a Yamaha Pasola! br My five dollar br ticket was a wonderful br blessing br The First Prize at br the Lucky Draw- you bet br In Equatorial Hotel br In Malaysia when br The Japan Club took part br in the Charity Bazaar. br Soon I was interviewed by the br newspaper reporter br And a photo of me br smiling beside the Pasola br br Too busy the next day br Too excited br To exhausted br Never saw my photo in the br next morning's newspaper br Thank God, my daughter's br music teacher br Recognized it was me, the mother br Then congratulated her br br The Pasola arrived three br days later br Excellent! I wondered what to br do with it br No confidence to ride on it br Even hesitated to touch it! br So br The sad Pasola sat for three months br in the same garage as my car! br br Then one day nagged by my guilty br conscience and pity br Realized I was selfish br So br Took action br So br with white helmet and sports shoes br My heart in my mouth sat on the br Pasola br And one click of husband's camera br Assured me I was not alone br Finally, within the compound I was br trying to ride my br Pasola br br Cheered by the family br I was happy, happppy br But br enjoyment was short-lived br The unsteady Pasola swerved towards the br garden fence! br Thank God, I didn't br fall br Just br Shocked! br br So br again the Pasola 'retired' in good br order br in the garage br Thank God, br Out of the two year sleep, br My Pasola was still br sturdy br br Then March nineteen eighty-six br Came news of our returning to br Japan br Still no plan for my Pasola's br destination br Had to pray for a br solution br br Then there came a kind University br student br And he 'rescued' the Pasola for a low br price br Satisfied, he rode on it with success br br Thank God, you are indispensable br my Pasola br I will always remember br you in my heart.