The sweetest girl I ever seen...
Heehee...
Liked me last time...
hahahahahahaahahhaah.......
I missed those days when my grandfather went for kindergarden last time... when I walked behind him...
He loved to carry my school bag...
hahahahaha.... and sometimes held my hand and climbed the hundred flight of stairs back home...
My Kindergarden under the small hill in Bukit Ho Swee...
I missed those days...
Ah Gong... you are my favourite... heehee...
My ah gong do not know how to read english... heeehee
I wrote these because I am shy all these years to tell him that I loved him very very very much!!!
I hope that this September I will let him know...
Heehee... Because time do not wait for us...
I do not want to regret....
heehee...
God helped me to have courage...
My ah gong is a very humorous yet authoritative man...
He nearly striked a balance in who he is...
hahahahahahahaha....
One incident that touched me the most and unforgettable is the time
during the lower primary period... when we had to attend art and craft class.
I forgot to bring my drawing board and homework...
I remembered how fearful I am that time...
Because this teacher whom taught art and craft is liked Dragon whom spurt FIRE!!!
I cried and cried before her class... because I realised that I forgot to bring those stuff...
I sneaked to the public phone booth at the canteen... and called my ah gong for help.
Still remember vivdly, when I heard his voice I bursted out crying and crying liked a big baby...
hahahaha
He is so calm though... very cool man...
He asked me what had happened... and told me to wait for him at the gate as he fetched me those stuff...
After I put down the phone... the bell rang... I went back to the class...
My fire spurting teacher came in... she roared at us as she entered...
From the window of my classroom i saw my ah gong...
He is standing there with my drawing board and homework... standing in the rain holding on to an umbrella...
I dare not raise my hand to ask for permission to go toilet... (to get those stuff from ah gong)
So i looked out of the window and waited... waited for a chance... waited to mustered up courage...
But courage and chance never come... my ah gong still standing at the gate...
Bell rang... class over... I went out of the classroom and headed towards the gate...
My dear ah gong... then smiled at me... he touched my head and passed me those stuff... and he turned around and headed home...
After school... i went home... when i entered... I saw a table full of can foods... my ah gong loved to cook Teochew porridge
My ah ma is a teochew... he is a hokkien... so you know where my hokkien songs learnt from man!!!!!!!
There are canned sardines, canned peanuts, canned pork cubes, canned luncheon meat, canned lettuce... black beans... sweet and sour pork and most important of all for porridge is salted eggs... Cannot eat without salted eggs... especially the egg yolk... yummy yummy.... my favourite...!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
He knew that whenever I got scared or I cried... I will eat... heehee...
Last time, when i am still a baby... he took care of me...
Whenever I cried, he will feed me with milk... I cried he will feed me with milk... I cried he will feed me with milk regardless of whether I passed put put or pass chrysanthem tea... hahahahahahahaha
regardless of any other things... He just fed and fed me...
(thats what my parents and ah ma told me... heehee...)
Hahahahahahaha... he loved to sing hokkien songs to me last time... especially when i am a baby those times...
In the cradle... heehee... he will sing and coax me to sleep...
heehee...
Missed you ah gong...
heehee... Dear Lord, give me courage and a chance to express my gratitude to him!!!
Going to visit him this weekend... hahahaha........pray for me!!!
Courage!!!
