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Primary School Days... Qiaonan Pri Sch
Saturday, August 2, 2008


The 3 of us studied in the same Primary School. As my elder brother & I is of 1 year age difference, we are always in the different session... When he's in morning, I'm in the afternoon... If he's in the afternoon, & I'll be in the morning...

These memories remain crystal clear in my mind... When I'm in the morning session, I'll stayed back in school till my brother knocks off & take the school bus home together, as there is no one at home. It's so kind of my school dentist to spare a corner in her clinic for me to do my homework. When I'm done with my homework... I'll help around in her clinic. I get to nap there too!

When I'm in my Primary 3, my younger brother is in his Primary 1 & joins me in the same session. Since then, I do not need to stay back in school & wait for my elder brother. My younger brother & I will travel home in the school bus together. When we enter the morning session, we will both spend the afternoon at home alone. My mum will prepare lunch in the morning before she goes to work & we will help ourselves to lunch when we back from school. I remembered that we always had rice with egg soup (with "tang hoon") for lunch! Coz' this is the easiest & cheapest meal to prepare ;p Yeah... we don't come from rich family nor well-to-do! We barely had enough for a family of 5!

I longed for the weekends, as my mum would bring the 3 of us back to my granny's house for dinner... My granny would prepare a fabulous meal especially for us! We never had a good meal unless back to granny's house! When there... we are treated like little princess & princes! My granny will not only cooked the dishes, to the extend of serving us from head to toe.

No one would ever desire for the days in our Tampines home?! Each time Aunty Patsy comes & brings the 3 of us the supermarket to grab any stuff we wanted… It will be like as if we had never stepped into a supermarket before. The fridge & kitchen cabinets in our home is always empty… You can hardly find a tin of biscuits, not to mention a box of Kelloggs. All we had in the kitchen cabinet is packets of instant noodles.

Staying with my mum is really a stressful thing! Coz’ she’s really damn stress herself! She made sure we nap in the afternoon. If no, we would end up in canes. When she’s cleaning the house, the 3 of us had to sit quietly on the sofa waiting for her to finish her chore. Even if we wanted to use the toilet, we also have to tolerate & wait till she finished. Examinations & tests are worse! Each time we came back with our papers, we will get caned one time for one mistake. There was once that I did very poorly for my test, so afraid of getting caned, I lied that I did not return with the test paper. My mum called up my friend & checked & knew that I was lying. I got caned even worse. My arms & legs are full of cane marks. I cried so badly till I fell asleep. But when I was half waken, all I saw was Aunty Patsy applying “zambak” on my scars. Can you imagine that we will be scolded just because we fell sick too?! There was once when I was scalded by my mum’s carelessness, she didn’t even bothered to attend to me first but I was ended up scolded by her, claiming that I was being careless!

During those days, my dad is always in trouble. My poor mum has to always clear the “shit” for him! At that time, I really admired my mum for her strong will-power & determination. No matter how deep the trouble is, how big the problem is… she will never give up on my dad & of coz’ always providing for the 3 of us! My repayment was to be a good girl who never made her worried about my school stuffs. I did my homework, packed my school bag, and prepared my uniform on my own. This is probably why I lost her attention in the end! She gave it to my 2 other brothers, especially the elder one.

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