Back to primary school...

Just finish watching 鹿鼎记 (Royal Tramp), I felt that it was a really nice story. I watched it before, but I always love to watch it again.

Today, I went back to SJK(C) Perempuan school under the invitation of Ying Sing (the temporary teacher there). Sitting in the hall, with so many students, I felt that time has been going so quickly. I still remember what I used to do when I was small... One thing that i must and will and loved to do in primary school first grade was to buy a 20 cent durian ice cream... Yup, just a 20 cent durian ice cream and I will be happy to attend school. I bought it everyday in school without my mum knowing it, which they knew in the end like 7 years ago when the seller bumped into me and greeted me. He even told my parents that he remembered me because I always wanted that same durian ice cream for 2 years...

In 3rd year of primary, I got 10 strokes of rotan. Year 4 was my torrid year, skipped that part. Year 5 and 6, being a bully in bus and always got into fight with first class student and the arrogant Kenny Yeap of our class...haha. Me playing my last chasing games in Hin Hwa first year of secondary. After 3 months, I left unwillingly. The letters that I got after I got to Penang from those friends, I always kept it to myself. How naive was I at that time, to keep on writing letters to her after I gone to Penang. That was a short sweet memories. I was back in Klang the next year and entered Kwang Hua...and my adventure continued...

Coming back to being in the hall, it was so comfortable in this new hall...with air conditioner available. Looking around the school, it was never the same, There was no more field, no more basketball court, no more single storey classroom...all that we have now are 5 stories building, beautiful garden, and colourful canteen.

Right now, looking at those kids, correcting their exercise books...I couldn't help thinking how tough can a teacher be...