My ma is SICK .
Stomach flu .
I hope she gets better.
I feel weird watching her not on computer.
And I hope she DOESN'T VOMIT ANYMORE !!!
And I wish she can feel better and get better .
That's all .
You know who lah .
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Sunday, January 24, 2010
CNY IN SIBU
It's almost Chinese New Year.
And Valentine's Day too .
Are you guys going anywhere during CNY?
We will be going to Sarawak to visit Grandma from 15/2 till 17/2.
-ML-
This is the first time we are going to Sibu during the Chinese New Year. The wife’s family was supposed to fly in and spend the New Year here in Kuala Lumpur. Unfortunately the mother-in-law’s rather fragile state of health does not permit traveling. So their trip here has to be cancelled. There were many subtle hints that we should fly there for CNY instead.
The trip is not so much to celebrate CNY but more to visit the mother-in-law. Well, sometimes a son-in-law has to do what a son-in law is expected to. If the mountain won’t come to Mohammed, then Mohammed must go to the mountain. Maybe it is also an opportunity to see how Sibu people celebrate CNY.
- simon -
P.S. To my dear wife who is reading the post, there is nothing hidden between the lines. ML and I are looking forward to the trip.
And Valentine's Day too .
Are you guys going anywhere during CNY?
We will be going to Sarawak to visit Grandma from 15/2 till 17/2.
-ML-
This is the first time we are going to Sibu during the Chinese New Year. The wife’s family was supposed to fly in and spend the New Year here in Kuala Lumpur. Unfortunately the mother-in-law’s rather fragile state of health does not permit traveling. So their trip here has to be cancelled. There were many subtle hints that we should fly there for CNY instead.
The trip is not so much to celebrate CNY but more to visit the mother-in-law. Well, sometimes a son-in-law has to do what a son-in law is expected to. If the mountain won’t come to Mohammed, then Mohammed must go to the mountain. Maybe it is also an opportunity to see how Sibu people celebrate CNY.
- simon -
P.S. To my dear wife who is reading the post, there is nothing hidden between the lines. ML and I are looking forward to the trip.
Thursday, January 21, 2010
BUYING A NEW CAR
I guess I am just an ordinary man who lead and enjoy the simplicities of life. I do not indulge in, carve for or splurge on luxurious things. The car I am driving now is a case in point. It is 10 years old going on 11 come May. Other than minor mechanical hiccups once in a while, it has not given me much problem. I have no complaints about it and am quite happy driving it around. I do no have to worry about the minor knocks and dents driving in the KL traffic. It is safe to be parked anywhere. Nobody wants to steal it. In fact, I was secretly hoping that someone would steal it. The car has very low resale value. It will be easier claiming insurance money than trying to sell it. I once joked with Angela about leaving the key in the unlocked car with a note “please take it”.
My car may be just a mechanical piece of junk but I have somehow grown attached to it. My daughter grew up in it. It has faithfully taken me many places both far and near all these years. It has become part of the family. I am not a mechanically minded person or brand conscious. As long as a car can take me from Point A to Point B without breaking down, it is good enough for me. That was what wise and pragmatic old Deng Xiaoping said too. It does not matter whether the cat is black or white as along as it catches the mice.
Unfortunately the wife disagrees. She thinks the car being 10+ years old is no longer safe. She complains all the time that the air conditioning is not functioning properly. She insists that I use her car when driving to Staffield to play golf every Sunday. To appease her, I started looking around for a new car last week.
The sales person and their panel of used car dealers I met offered me ridiculously low trade-in prices. It was an insult to my trusted old friend. So I told them I will advertise and sell the car myself. I was waiting for the weekend to take a photo and pose it on E-bay. I think there are many more useful years left in the old car if given a decent home. However, yesterday the sales manager called back and said he will accept the trade in price I wanted for my car. So this morning, with a heavy heart, I went in and signed on the dotted line. I have another 1-2 weeks with my beloved old car….before the new car is delivered.
simon - 21 January 2010
My car may be just a mechanical piece of junk but I have somehow grown attached to it. My daughter grew up in it. It has faithfully taken me many places both far and near all these years. It has become part of the family. I am not a mechanically minded person or brand conscious. As long as a car can take me from Point A to Point B without breaking down, it is good enough for me. That was what wise and pragmatic old Deng Xiaoping said too. It does not matter whether the cat is black or white as along as it catches the mice.
Unfortunately the wife disagrees. She thinks the car being 10+ years old is no longer safe. She complains all the time that the air conditioning is not functioning properly. She insists that I use her car when driving to Staffield to play golf every Sunday. To appease her, I started looking around for a new car last week.
The sales person and their panel of used car dealers I met offered me ridiculously low trade-in prices. It was an insult to my trusted old friend. So I told them I will advertise and sell the car myself. I was waiting for the weekend to take a photo and pose it on E-bay. I think there are many more useful years left in the old car if given a decent home. However, yesterday the sales manager called back and said he will accept the trade in price I wanted for my car. So this morning, with a heavy heart, I went in and signed on the dotted line. I have another 1-2 weeks with my beloved old car….before the new car is delivered.
simon - 21 January 2010
Story of Sunrise Park
Before marriage, I was a tigress. After marriage, I became a rat. Then I had father-in-law and mother-in-law in upper echelon, sisters-in-law and brothers-in-law at lower end. When I got married, my father instructed me to learn to behave as a daughter-in-law. He said doing more work and working harder would render me advantages. That was why whenever I returned to Sunrise Park in Kluang, either coincidentally or otherwise, I found Ah Gong mowing in the garden in the evening. As he was busy mowing, I was sweeping the cut grass by his side. While I was sweeping, I had to chase away swarms of mosquitoes surrounding me. After the work was completed, not only my legs were bitten by mosquitoes, my eyelids were also swollen.
I had never cooked for outsiders before marriage. After getting married, I was a bit worried. Luckily, my father-in-law and mother-in-law were very considerate. I used to act as kitchen-hand for mother-in-law. However, I realized I couldn’t be kitchen-hand all the time. I would have to cook on my own one day. I remember one afternoon when we stayed in SS12, I was frying “rat noodles” (low shi fan) for the in-laws. As I was not confident of my cooking skills, I poured in a lot of ingredients. To my great relief, the in-laws seemed to enjoy the meal. They asked me if the rat noodles were
“ta pao” (takeaway). Haha!
I was told that Ah Gong was rather critical to the new license holders driving the cars. When I drove him for the first time from Damansara Utama to Subang Jaya, We passed several round-abouts on the way. As we approached the first round-about, I looked around and hesitated for a while before I sped off. The reaction from Ah Gong was: “you are too slow. The car from the back may knock on you”. After this, I was driving faster. On approaching the destination, Ah Gong commented that my driving skill was not bad! Haha!
by KC Lian
I had never cooked for outsiders before marriage. After getting married, I was a bit worried. Luckily, my father-in-law and mother-in-law were very considerate. I used to act as kitchen-hand for mother-in-law. However, I realized I couldn’t be kitchen-hand all the time. I would have to cook on my own one day. I remember one afternoon when we stayed in SS12, I was frying “rat noodles” (low shi fan) for the in-laws. As I was not confident of my cooking skills, I poured in a lot of ingredients. To my great relief, the in-laws seemed to enjoy the meal. They asked me if the rat noodles were
“ta pao” (takeaway). Haha!
I was told that Ah Gong was rather critical to the new license holders driving the cars. When I drove him for the first time from Damansara Utama to Subang Jaya, We passed several round-abouts on the way. As we approached the first round-about, I looked around and hesitated for a while before I sped off. The reaction from Ah Gong was: “you are too slow. The car from the back may knock on you”. After this, I was driving faster. On approaching the destination, Ah Gong commented that my driving skill was not bad! Haha!
by KC Lian
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
8419
My two sisters had dreamed Ah Gong for several time. Last night was the first time Ah Gong appeared in my dream. It came in at the end of my dream. It happened in my old house in Damasara Utama.
Ah Gong woke up from the bed in a small room and he walked towards the toilet in master bedroom. After that I called him but he did not have any reaction. So I kept calling him when he walked out from toilet. Ah Ma and my sister did not said anything. So only I called him alone and I felt excited. he walked without the stick and walked to the bed and lie down. I saw his hair is long and asked him to cut his hair in barber shop. He never replied to me . I can clearly saw Ah Gong. He was fatter that before.
After I waked up, tear came out from my eyes. I felt so glad to see him the first time in my dream. Last night was 19 Jan 10, and Ah Gong's actual age is 84 before he passed away. So, Jean's car number is 8419.
TC
Ah Gong woke up from the bed in a small room and he walked towards the toilet in master bedroom. After that I called him but he did not have any reaction. So I kept calling him when he walked out from toilet. Ah Ma and my sister did not said anything. So only I called him alone and I felt excited. he walked without the stick and walked to the bed and lie down. I saw his hair is long and asked him to cut his hair in barber shop. He never replied to me . I can clearly saw Ah Gong. He was fatter that before.
After I waked up, tear came out from my eyes. I felt so glad to see him the first time in my dream. Last night was 19 Jan 10, and Ah Gong's actual age is 84 before he passed away. So, Jean's car number is 8419.
TC
Monday, January 18, 2010
THE 49th DAY PRAYER
According to the Tibetan School of Buddhism, when a person dies he is not reborn immediately. There is an intermediate flux state (Bardo) between death and rebirth. The Bardo Thodol (Tibetan Book of the Death) describes the various transitional stages of Bardos the dead person has to go through before his reincarnation on the 49th day. The Bardo Thodol is normally read (chanted) aloud to the dead as guidance to enlightenment and for the liberation to occur in the cycle of rebirth.
I don’t know whether Dad has ever professed himself a Buddhist or Taoist. However, in recent years he had come to terms with the issue of death and had decided on a Buddhist Memorial Park as his final resting place. Mom is a devout Buddhist. She is anxious that the proper rites, rituals and prayers are followed to the letter. It will bring her much solace and peace of mind if all prescribed procedures are followed. As children and grandchildren, regardless of what our religious belief or lack of it, we should respect her wishes.
The 49th Day prayer at the temple is the final rite that marks the end of the funeral ceremonies. As it is such a religiously significant and important event, we should all try to be present, to show our support and at the same time to pay our final respect to dad.
Ample notice is hereby given so that you can reschedule your other appointments and keep the day free for the final 49th Day prayer session.
Venue: Quan Ying Ting (Temple)
Date: Wednesday 27th January 2010
Time: 2:30P.M.
simon - 18 January 2010
I don’t know whether Dad has ever professed himself a Buddhist or Taoist. However, in recent years he had come to terms with the issue of death and had decided on a Buddhist Memorial Park as his final resting place. Mom is a devout Buddhist. She is anxious that the proper rites, rituals and prayers are followed to the letter. It will bring her much solace and peace of mind if all prescribed procedures are followed. As children and grandchildren, regardless of what our religious belief or lack of it, we should respect her wishes.
The 49th Day prayer at the temple is the final rite that marks the end of the funeral ceremonies. As it is such a religiously significant and important event, we should all try to be present, to show our support and at the same time to pay our final respect to dad.
Ample notice is hereby given so that you can reschedule your other appointments and keep the day free for the final 49th Day prayer session.
Venue: Quan Ying Ting (Temple)
Date: Wednesday 27th January 2010
Time: 2:30P.M.
simon - 18 January 2010
Saturday, January 16, 2010
My memories.
After reading so many write-ups about living experience with Ah Gong by Ng family members, I would also like to write sometings but don't not how am I going to start from. Maybe I talk someting during my childhood (from baby to age 6 years old) when I was staying in Kluang (Sunrise Park).
When I was 2 to 3 years old, I slept with Ah Gong and Ah Ma in a King size bed at night. I slept in between them, so I slept peacefully. In the morning when I woke up, I saw no one on the bed and I felt scared. I cried for Ah Ma to come to accompanied my. Sometimes, Ah Ma was busy in the kitchen and Ah Gong came to me. I was angry and asked him to go away.
Ah Gong always drove me to my young aunty's house to play with her. Her name is Ah Fen and she was one year elder than me. Sometimes I followed Ah Gong to his workplace, Magnum 4D. Every time I reached there, his colleges (mostly aunties) like to played with me and said I am cute. Once I simply wrote four numbers to one of the aunties. Luckily she bought the number and won a small prize.
Most of the time I went out with Ah Ma to visit her relatives. So most of them remember me when they came to KL to visit my grandparents.
TC
When I was 2 to 3 years old, I slept with Ah Gong and Ah Ma in a King size bed at night. I slept in between them, so I slept peacefully. In the morning when I woke up, I saw no one on the bed and I felt scared. I cried for Ah Ma to come to accompanied my. Sometimes, Ah Ma was busy in the kitchen and Ah Gong came to me. I was angry and asked him to go away.
Ah Gong always drove me to my young aunty's house to play with her. Her name is Ah Fen and she was one year elder than me. Sometimes I followed Ah Gong to his workplace, Magnum 4D. Every time I reached there, his colleges (mostly aunties) like to played with me and said I am cute. Once I simply wrote four numbers to one of the aunties. Luckily she bought the number and won a small prize.
Most of the time I went out with Ah Ma to visit her relatives. So most of them remember me when they came to KL to visit my grandparents.
TC
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Imagine - John Lennon
Share a song with you all
Imagine there's no Heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today
Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace
You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one
Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world
You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one
Imagine there's no Heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today
Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace
You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one
Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world
You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one
Happy Birthday Ah Gong
I didnt know when was Ah Gong's birthday.
Only last month I knew that his Chinese birthday was on 18 December.
And then I learn that his English birthday was yesterday. D:
I wish I was born earlier , like 10 years earlier ,
Then I got to get along with all my cousins and grandparents,
and spend more time with Ah Gong then,
And know him much better than now .
The memories then would not be just a page, but a whole book.
And now I kinda regret for not going often enough to Ah Ma's house .
So I think we all should go to Ah Ma's house more often ,
To keep her company ,
And spend time with her ,
Making wonderful memories ,
Before its too late.
And the last thing ,
HAPPY BIRTHDAY AH GONG !!
I hope where ever you are now ,
you will be celebrating your birthday happily.
PS !!! Who's going to Guan Yin Ting tomorrow???
-ML -
Only last month I knew that his Chinese birthday was on 18 December.
And then I learn that his English birthday was yesterday. D:
I wish I was born earlier , like 10 years earlier ,
Then I got to get along with all my cousins and grandparents,
and spend more time with Ah Gong then,
And know him much better than now .
The memories then would not be just a page, but a whole book.
And now I kinda regret for not going often enough to Ah Ma's house .
So I think we all should go to Ah Ma's house more often ,
To keep her company ,
And spend time with her ,
Making wonderful memories ,
Before its too late.
And the last thing ,
HAPPY BIRTHDAY AH GONG !!
I hope where ever you are now ,
you will be celebrating your birthday happily.
PS !!! Who's going to Guan Yin Ting tomorrow???
-ML -
Monday, January 11, 2010
Ah Gong's car
before moved to Subang Jaya at age of 17
I always cm to ah ma's house during weekends & holidays
while brother studied in Aust, sis studied in Metro,mum & dad went to travel
Auntie Nancy went to work
I ll be at ah ma's house with ah ma & ah gong
last time when ah gong still able to drive
he ll drive us out for lunch
normally we ll go for chicken rice
there were once when ah gong reversed his car from the parking,
somewhere near RHB bank,SS15 & under a tree
he asked me to look behind & check whether got car or not
ah ma explained to me again as she worried i didnt understand what he said
i was like 5,6 years old
actually tat time i didnt get wat they r trying to say
& ah gong bang a car when he reversed the car
luckily no one was hurt & little bit of car damages
i remember the car owner is a young chinese man
he paid few hundreds to the car owner
then ah ma said i was wrong bcuz i didnt giv ah gong the right signal to reverse the car
i was so scared i will get scolded by ah gong
but in the end,he didnt scold me
& didnt mention any word to me
& even open the car door for me when we reached home
that was the last time i sat in ah gong's car
2 years after i got my car license
no one was at home
only left me & ah ma & ah gong
so i suggested we go out for lunch
i remember i reversed my car to park inside ah ma's house
to ease ah gong to get in my car smoothly cuz the passenger seat is at the walking side
but ah gong complaint to me
said i shouldnt reversed my car at steep side
if not the car will roll down and hit the gate
then he explained to me how the brake works....etc
& i could see the insecure-ness from his eyes & reaction when i was driving
& i ll never forget it
i admit ah gong looked fierce & smile-less most of the time
but actually he has his cute side on the other hand
he is so kind & caring to us
especially during chinese new year'eve
he will ensure everyone has cm for dinner
if not, he ll ask someone to call those who not yet show up on time/late
everytime b4 CNY, my mood will be so good & happy
to see everyone gather together,happying around
but this time,i dont have the feeling anymore
i feel so sad when i think about this CNY
i know he wants to be with us too..
ah gong,tomorrow is your birthday
Happy Birthday Ah Gong
i miss u alot alot alot
-NC-
I always cm to ah ma's house during weekends & holidays
while brother studied in Aust, sis studied in Metro,mum & dad went to travel
Auntie Nancy went to work
I ll be at ah ma's house with ah ma & ah gong
last time when ah gong still able to drive
he ll drive us out for lunch
normally we ll go for chicken rice
there were once when ah gong reversed his car from the parking,
somewhere near RHB bank,SS15 & under a tree
he asked me to look behind & check whether got car or not
ah ma explained to me again as she worried i didnt understand what he said
i was like 5,6 years old
actually tat time i didnt get wat they r trying to say
& ah gong bang a car when he reversed the car
luckily no one was hurt & little bit of car damages
i remember the car owner is a young chinese man
he paid few hundreds to the car owner
then ah ma said i was wrong bcuz i didnt giv ah gong the right signal to reverse the car
i was so scared i will get scolded by ah gong
but in the end,he didnt scold me
& didnt mention any word to me
& even open the car door for me when we reached home
that was the last time i sat in ah gong's car
2 years after i got my car license
no one was at home
only left me & ah ma & ah gong
so i suggested we go out for lunch
i remember i reversed my car to park inside ah ma's house
to ease ah gong to get in my car smoothly cuz the passenger seat is at the walking side
but ah gong complaint to me
said i shouldnt reversed my car at steep side
if not the car will roll down and hit the gate
then he explained to me how the brake works....etc
& i could see the insecure-ness from his eyes & reaction when i was driving
& i ll never forget it
i admit ah gong looked fierce & smile-less most of the time
but actually he has his cute side on the other hand
he is so kind & caring to us
especially during chinese new year'eve
he will ensure everyone has cm for dinner
if not, he ll ask someone to call those who not yet show up on time/late
everytime b4 CNY, my mood will be so good & happy
to see everyone gather together,happying around
but this time,i dont have the feeling anymore
i feel so sad when i think about this CNY
i know he wants to be with us too..
ah gong,tomorrow is your birthday
Happy Birthday Ah Gong
i miss u alot alot alot
-NC-
Friday, January 8, 2010
REMINISCING DAD - Part 7 (Final)
I had very little contact with dad, the 8-9 years I was studying in New Zealand. The technology for web-cam and e-mail were still not available then. Telephone call charges caused an arm and limb. While in NZ, I had not heard of anyone using the phone to call home. Even sending a telegram was considered a luxury and the service was only used when absolutely urgent and necessary. So the only recourse then was postal mail, now known as the snail mail. An airmail letter would take about a week to arrive at its destination. A sea mail parcel would take 2 months.
I seldom wrote. Maybe once every 2-3 months. My letters were written in English and only dad could reply. I do not remember receiving any letter from him except once when I wrote about a racist construction team supervisor who challenged me to a fight during one of my summer vacation jobs. Dad wrote an immediate reply, advising me to be less emotional and avoid getting into trouble. Then there was the other time when I wrote a long, dark brooding letter describing the dank cold winter scenery outside my window and nothing else. I think he got rather worried about my emotional state of mind and instructed my eldest brother to write a reply.
Being away and out of the picture, there is very little I can write on the events and happenings at the home front during the 1970s.
Nevertheless, I believe dad mellowed a lot with age and when he started working on a regular job at the 4D shop. Mom had to rely on dad for transport to and from town. Life settled down to a more domestic pattern and I believe their relationship grew much closer then, The golden years for mom and dad begun when the elder children returned home from study, started working and got married. Soon after, the grandchildren came along. The eldest grandson TC was raised by mom and dad in Kluang until schooling age. I believe that must be one of the happiest times for mom and dad.
Mom and dad would travel to Kuala Lumpur to visit their children and grandchildren every now and then. We would all drive down to Kluang to celebrate Chinese New Year. There was no highway then. The journey took 6-8 hours along congested 2 lane trunk road passing through small towns and kampungs. We used to stop at Tampin for toilet break and coffee and to buy purple colored Kuih Kuci. The annual CNY pilgrimage continued until mom and dad moved up permanently to Subang Jaya at the end of 1987. Without a balik kampong ritual and a small town festive atmosphere, Chinese New Year in Subang Jaya somehow feels different. A case of nostalgia?
I think there is no need for me to continue my reminiscence of dad into the later years. All the children and grandchildren will have their own experience and memories of their dad and grand dad. They can continue from here, reminiscing in their own words and sharing with everyone in the Ng Family their stories and memories.
simon 8 - January 2010
I seldom wrote. Maybe once every 2-3 months. My letters were written in English and only dad could reply. I do not remember receiving any letter from him except once when I wrote about a racist construction team supervisor who challenged me to a fight during one of my summer vacation jobs. Dad wrote an immediate reply, advising me to be less emotional and avoid getting into trouble. Then there was the other time when I wrote a long, dark brooding letter describing the dank cold winter scenery outside my window and nothing else. I think he got rather worried about my emotional state of mind and instructed my eldest brother to write a reply.
Being away and out of the picture, there is very little I can write on the events and happenings at the home front during the 1970s.
Nevertheless, I believe dad mellowed a lot with age and when he started working on a regular job at the 4D shop. Mom had to rely on dad for transport to and from town. Life settled down to a more domestic pattern and I believe their relationship grew much closer then, The golden years for mom and dad begun when the elder children returned home from study, started working and got married. Soon after, the grandchildren came along. The eldest grandson TC was raised by mom and dad in Kluang until schooling age. I believe that must be one of the happiest times for mom and dad.
Mom and dad would travel to Kuala Lumpur to visit their children and grandchildren every now and then. We would all drive down to Kluang to celebrate Chinese New Year. There was no highway then. The journey took 6-8 hours along congested 2 lane trunk road passing through small towns and kampungs. We used to stop at Tampin for toilet break and coffee and to buy purple colored Kuih Kuci. The annual CNY pilgrimage continued until mom and dad moved up permanently to Subang Jaya at the end of 1987. Without a balik kampong ritual and a small town festive atmosphere, Chinese New Year in Subang Jaya somehow feels different. A case of nostalgia?
I think there is no need for me to continue my reminiscence of dad into the later years. All the children and grandchildren will have their own experience and memories of their dad and grand dad. They can continue from here, reminiscing in their own words and sharing with everyone in the Ng Family their stories and memories.
simon 8 - January 2010
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
2010 Annual Family Fund
Dear All,
Happy 2010!!!
The following are the contributors for our annual family fund:
Please choose either option to make your payment for the 2010 Annual Family Fund.
Bank into Maybank account
Account Name: Ng Shin Hui
Account No: 162487-015204
OR
Kindly make your cheque payable to Ng Shin Hui
Thank you for your cooperation.
-= Shin Hui =-
Happy 2010!!!
The following are the contributors for our annual family fund:
- NHP - RM1200
- NHK - RM1200
- Sam - RM1200
- Simon - RM1200
- Nancy - RM600
- TC - RM600
Please choose either option to make your payment for the 2010 Annual Family Fund.
Bank into Maybank account
Account Name: Ng Shin Hui
Account No: 162487-015204
OR
Kindly make your cheque payable to Ng Shin Hui
Thank you for your cooperation.
-= Shin Hui =-
Sunday, January 3, 2010
Saturday, January 2, 2010
REMINISCING DAD - Part 6
Dad used to have a yearly movie pass to Rex Theatre that was owned by one of his contractor buddies. I don’t think the pass was ever wasted except maybe for the occasional Tamil movies. We will go and watch all other movies. If a Chinese movie was showing mom would accompany him. Mom has no interest in English films, so dad would take me along. They did not sell pop corn, soda and hot dogs then. Melon seeds were the rage. After the show, the floor would be littered with melon seed shells. I remembered dad used to buy us nicely cored and peeled apples.
The cinemas showed lots of Cowboy and Western movies at that time. People used to stand up, clapped and cheered loudly when the hero rode in and annihilate all the villains. One of most talked about movie in town back then was “The Good, The Bad and The Ugly” starring Clint Eastwood. There was this scene with a 3 -men shoot out duel and the mesmerizing sound track interspersed with gun fires, whistling and howling coyotes blaring from the back ground.
Once, dad took me to watch an R18 movie that showed scantily clad buxom go-go dancers gyrating on the stage Vegas style. The movie title was called “Show Girls” or something like that. My eldest cousin sister Ah Har who was then working at the ticket counter came in during the screening and reproached dad for taking me to watch this type of adult movie. I was about 13-14 year old then. I felt so awkward and embarrassed but I could not see dad’s reaction in the darkness. Maybe it was intended to be a lesson on the birds and the bees. He never did tell me.
The Sunrise Park bungalow was initially rented out to the British army personnel. When the British army closed down the Kluang Garrison, the house became vacant. It was then that dad decided we moved to Sunrise Park. I think I must be in Form 4 then because soon after we bought a mini motorbike from our cousin in Simpang Rengam. I would proudly drive the motor bike to school everyday after getting my license.
I had my first drinking lesson when I was 15-16. The older children had grown up and had left home for further studies or work. No one was around to drink with dad during the festive occasions, so he offered me my first alcoholic drink. It was then that I had my first taste of beer and rum & coke. It felt great, sitting there drinking with dad. The very act signified that I had been accepted and treated like an adult. So it was like a rite of passage to adulthood.
I only stayed at the Sunrise Park house for about 2 years. After Form 5, I went on to Form 6 at the English College in Johor Baru. Sam was then working for 3rd Uncle (maternal side) who had successfully tendered to supply food stuff to the JB General Hospital. We stayed in a rented house that doubled as an office, store and accommodation. I only stayed in the College for a few months before I went on to High School in New Zealand. It was an eventful short stay in JB, but this is not the right forum to relate the stories…... otherwise I would be digressing from the main theme of REMINISCING DAD…..
simon - 2 January 2010
The cinemas showed lots of Cowboy and Western movies at that time. People used to stand up, clapped and cheered loudly when the hero rode in and annihilate all the villains. One of most talked about movie in town back then was “The Good, The Bad and The Ugly” starring Clint Eastwood. There was this scene with a 3 -men shoot out duel and the mesmerizing sound track interspersed with gun fires, whistling and howling coyotes blaring from the back ground.
Once, dad took me to watch an R18 movie that showed scantily clad buxom go-go dancers gyrating on the stage Vegas style. The movie title was called “Show Girls” or something like that. My eldest cousin sister Ah Har who was then working at the ticket counter came in during the screening and reproached dad for taking me to watch this type of adult movie. I was about 13-14 year old then. I felt so awkward and embarrassed but I could not see dad’s reaction in the darkness. Maybe it was intended to be a lesson on the birds and the bees. He never did tell me.
The Sunrise Park bungalow was initially rented out to the British army personnel. When the British army closed down the Kluang Garrison, the house became vacant. It was then that dad decided we moved to Sunrise Park. I think I must be in Form 4 then because soon after we bought a mini motorbike from our cousin in Simpang Rengam. I would proudly drive the motor bike to school everyday after getting my license.
I had my first drinking lesson when I was 15-16. The older children had grown up and had left home for further studies or work. No one was around to drink with dad during the festive occasions, so he offered me my first alcoholic drink. It was then that I had my first taste of beer and rum & coke. It felt great, sitting there drinking with dad. The very act signified that I had been accepted and treated like an adult. So it was like a rite of passage to adulthood.
I only stayed at the Sunrise Park house for about 2 years. After Form 5, I went on to Form 6 at the English College in Johor Baru. Sam was then working for 3rd Uncle (maternal side) who had successfully tendered to supply food stuff to the JB General Hospital. We stayed in a rented house that doubled as an office, store and accommodation. I only stayed in the College for a few months before I went on to High School in New Zealand. It was an eventful short stay in JB, but this is not the right forum to relate the stories…... otherwise I would be digressing from the main theme of REMINISCING DAD…..
simon - 2 January 2010
Friday, January 1, 2010
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I am glad everyone supports this blog and writes in here !!
Its already more than 50 posts. I am happy cos' our family members cares about this blog :D
The Chinese New Year is coming soon . I hope we have the reunion dinner together..
阿公,永远怀念您...
自从迁出阿公的家以后，除了拜六，礼拜，公共假期和聚餐，其它日子我都很少到阿公家拜访。至于和阿公的对话，比起以往每天一齐用餐，巴仙率几乎重挫100%。近几年，每当星期六放工我稍微晚一点过去，阿公一定会问我“为甚么今天做到这么迟，阿隆呢？”。很奇怪的是，虽然只是一句很简单很普通的话，每一个人都会这样问，可是只有他问的这一句话，几乎变成每当我想起而让我崩溃的事。
阿公，
您好吗？今天又再迈进新的一年了。很想告诉您，不管还有多少新的一年到来，我还是会像今天一样永远惦记着您。
那晚我很大声的在您耳边问您，要求您快点起来，告诉我您下一次聚餐想要买什么，没有您的吩咐，我真的不知道要怎么办。
虽然时间不能再倒流，
虽然我知道您的答案，
虽然我已经不是负责聚餐，
虽然我知道当时您已经不可能回答我，
虽然所有的事情已经过了，
可是我真的希望现在的您可以听到我的心声：
以前您的外表看来不太爱理睬我们，但是您在心里是多么得在乎我们，
这一点我们真的都看得见。
阿公，现在的您不要忘了带着我们给您的“祝福”，一定要过得很好。
永远怀念您，
千帆
阿公，
您好吗？今天又再迈进新的一年了。很想告诉您，不管还有多少新的一年到来，我还是会像今天一样永远惦记着您。
那晚我很大声的在您耳边问您，要求您快点起来，告诉我您下一次聚餐想要买什么，没有您的吩咐，我真的不知道要怎么办。
虽然时间不能再倒流，
虽然我知道您的答案，
虽然我已经不是负责聚餐，
虽然我知道当时您已经不可能回答我，
虽然所有的事情已经过了，
可是我真的希望现在的您可以听到我的心声：
以前您的外表看来不太爱理睬我们，但是您在心里是多么得在乎我们，
这一点我们真的都看得见。
阿公，现在的您不要忘了带着我们给您的“祝福”，一定要过得很好。
永远怀念您，
千帆
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