Hi!

I suddenly have the urge to blog about my last 16 or 17 years as a boy...hahha...here goes

From a baby to at 7 year old kid, I lived with my granduncle, paternal side at 442... A doting granduncle who always took care of me ever since when I was a baby...my mum had to work as a GE operator...like those working in manufacturing sector...

At 4, I was admitted to PAP Kindergarten at the nearby block which I remember vividly the familiar games room where I always took out the fish jigsaw puzzle and solve it over and over again...we were also allowed to play water in a big blue basin filled with boat toys and I always have the itchy hand to go and splash the water at my friends...

During our break, I also remember the yucky taste of red bean soup...hahaha...I don't like the taste of red-bean in a cup...yucks..so in the end, I drank all the soup, leaving the red-beans behind...so whenever my teacher collected all our cups, she knew who did not eat all his beans...hahhaha...but the soy bean milk is still my favourite. Do you remember whenever your mother went out to market and bought a bean curd with its sugary syrup in it...yeah, I could finish two bowls at that time...it is still one of my favourites...I love it to bits...

As the years passed, I was 5 and ready for some serious stuff...I brought home my homework which I remember I need to paste some body parts and I got it somewhat right because when I realised that I pasted it wrongly, I couldn't move it so what did I do, I "improvise". so instead the legs got toes, I drew little fingers and the toes magically transformed into fingers...hahaha...what a wonder can I do...and the best thing I got, I got a STAR for it...hahahahah...I wish I have the book with me now...

Colouring was not a thing for me but I did draw some abstract art which my teacher gave a pass for it...I know, I sucks at art and I still do...What I like was then was to count the apples...the teacher kept on repeating to draw apples on our workbook but I chose to write the numbers instead...ahaha..lazy me...K2 was pretty fun and I was super quiet...believe or not, I don't know how to mingle with my friends...

That particular year, I had my first birthday celebration...Everyone was there...my uncles, my cousins, almost all of them are there...it was super happy occassion at Tampines 421...the supposedly my home...I remember I cut the cake and tried to licked it off from the knife...hahaha..I couldn't resist the taste...The huge N-shaped cake with 5 candles on it...I was super happy birthday boy although I had it the very next day after my birthday...hahahakx..who cares...what I like most is my first radio-controlled car given by my uncle...I played it all day long and I even slept with it...I wished the birthday could last forever

Then, I was enrolled to a primary school, Qiaonan. Being a first year kid, I was always the timid one. Very small and afraid but I didn't cry at all. You can ask my mum. So yeap, I have the ugly big bag and loads of books...apparently, I don't know how to read time table...so I brought everything to school...

As I got into primary 2, I realised the importance of time table and I took things a little seriously for a 7 year old kid. Trust me. I still don't mingle around. I was a pure loner kid in school which most people thought I'm a weird kid. In fact, I was super active when comes to PE time. I love to play the captain's ball. It is so much fun than playing soccer because looking at the field was too intimidating for small sized kid.

By the third year, I was beginning to open up and suddenly about getting into streams...of course, I couldn't even care less about that...so what if I were to be in EM3...in the end, I was stream-lined to EM2 where my life start to change...

I started to mingle with my friends, joke with them, eat with them and even play at the nearby playground after school...by then , we had to cope different sessions at alternate years...and I prefer morning sessions to afternoon because after school, you could do so many things unlike afternoon sessions because it would be too dark to play outside...

At primary 4, I was the first to score full for a science test. I was so proud. It was a definitely a change for me. Then, homeworks after homeworks starts to pile up. English PETS worksheets have to pass up and other maths exercise books which I dreaded the most...there is one occasion which I didn't bring my homework and I was made to stand in the class the whole day staring at the blank walls...hahaha...it was great because everyone was made to copy the sentences at the board while my teacher gave a photocopy of it at the end of the day...hahaha...

Primary 5, still the same thing exams and all that stuff...Nothing in particular...orh, I remember I did a flower out of a tissue paper...I can't remember how I managed to do that but my teacher taught us how...he was a Malay teacher, Cikgu Ridzwan...a very nice person...Sometimes, he always have the time to talk almost anything under the sun....oh..yeah, I became a reading buddy where I assist primary 1 and 2's to read story books...hahaha...Ms Seto was the one who appointed me as a reading buddy...I never really like it because I had to wake up early in the morning and spent at least 2 hours for it...

The concluding episode was when I sat for PSLE. I still remember my registration last 5 digits I think 3436B...hahaha..yeah, it was the same for my father's taxi registration plate then...and I scored an aggregate 184...I was totally miserable when I knew I couldn't make it to the express stream because I thought express stream is cool...in the end, I like what I got...hahaha...that year also I picked up Chess and I played it since...I even taught my brother and my sis to play so they can have a match with me...

Other sad thing was that when I was in Pri 2, my granduncle passed on...I remember I was fetched by my uncle. I looked dazed and I don't know what's happening...I looked at him who had a brief conversation with my form teacher and led me away...

My granduncle took care of me since I was a baby...I didn't even have the chance to say goodbye...I fell sick and horribly sick, can't go to school for days...and I remained pretty lifeless...I missed the late nights where we sat outside together to watch the cars passed by and also the occasional scoldings I get when I was late for school...It was too sudden because when I went to school at that time, he was happy, no sickness, nothing at all, not a single sign...

Since then, I remained quiet and too shocked to go to school...my mum had to sit in the class holding my hand then I could listen and study...After a while, she let go of my hand...and I slowly regained back my confidence... It was a tough one for me...

I think my mum was relieved when she saw me playing some games where we were supposed to do science lessons...because the principal agreed that we could have have outdoor science activity which in turn we had a game in the small garden...I think it is just an effort to make me feel better...

So that's my short life story as a kid...hahaha...let me know about it.