Archive for July, 2008

I visited my old abode weeks back. Was waiting for the missus, so i thought why not.

My family used to live in Jurong West Street 41. For 12 good years. This was an emotional revisit for me. So bear with me for awhile.

We went through so many events. Happy ones. Sad ones. You name it, i treasure every single bit of it. When i was younger, the area was so peaceful and quiet. Those living around the area would agree with me, i bet.

• My parents had a stall selling satay, mee rebus, nasi lemak, prata..the works. I was freaking young but i definitely remember. It was fun running around the kopitiam and giving my dad ‘orders’. “Boss, satu roti prata!”
• I was 4 years old when dad passed away. I didn’t understand what death is. I remember looking out of the window waiting for him to come back home.
• Mom started working night shifts. Me and my elder brother would play ‘masak-masak’ when mom is not around! How naughty.
• i wanted so badly to slide down the..ummm, slide. It was raining and my brother said no we cant. After doing a fake cry (haha), he brought me down to the playground. I went up, slipped and ate some sand. (yes kids, ol skool playgrounds had sand back then)
• First week of primary school, my elder brother had to become mom and prepare me for school as mom was working night shift. She gets home at around 9am. Not easy being a single parent. My brother would wake me up, wait outside the toilet (cos i was scared of going to the toilet alone!) and at the same time prepare breakfast. Most of the time i’m late and  i’d usually make the bus driver honk so many times, he woke the whole of jurong west street 41 up!
• Directly opposite us is the train track that is in between chinese garden station and lakeside station. When they were still building the MRT track, i thought they were building a space shuttle or some sort.
• The barber never took my money. Never. Back then i don’t understand why. Now i think he did that out of sympathy. Nice man, nice man indeed. (he and my late dad were friends)
• I love it when its the hungry ghost festival! There’s this huge empty field in front of our house and they’d set up getai stages. So lively. So colorful. I love it!
• In primary 6, i’d walk home with this cute girl. I think she was in Secondary 1 and was from Yuan Ching Secondary, i was still in Primary school. It just happened. Hahah oh my god! I don’t know how, but i remember vaguely that we cross paths all the time. So yeah a mutual understanding was formed and we were ‘walk home’ buddies.

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Its been a month. I think.

And this post is way, way overdue.

Enjoy the pics below and the short video clip. Oh, have a good day ahead!

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