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Saturday, June 30, 2007
Heavy Heart/ 11:55 PM Was talking to becca online a moment and this inspired me to write this entry. I realised my childhood was quite happening all the way until, and it pretty much stopped, when I entered RV. Had my 1st tuition in primary 1 and that was for Chinese. Soon after, like all other kiasu mums in sg, my mum enrolled me into all sorts of tuition/enrichment classes e.g. abacus, swimming, art classes. Till this date, I've seen the usefulness of the swimming classes that got me freed up some of the time for me during BMT. As for the rest, it was totally crap. I only spoke mandarin in school and the miserable daily 1 hour of chinese cls during kindergarten was all I had as official teaching of that language. I had the SBC / TCS local chinese serials and news to thank for that acted as my 'enrichment classes' at home. Engaging Ms Yang (my tuition teacher frm p1-p6) was the pivotal point that eventually transformed me to kick-ass in Chinese and chose to take C-Lit @ 'O' and 'A'. I'm blessed to be staying with my grandparents. I was a crybaby who'd cry upon learning my ah ma wasn't home after my kindergarten classes. My uncles used to stay with us and I was made to do sit-ups (yes! U heard right! Start working on that spare tyre young man!) since kindergarten. No one at home spoke Mandarin. Only Teochew/Hokkien and English. And for that, I can safely say my dialect is pretty kickass too. The stint in NS just enhanced my appreciation and knowledge of the use of dialects that describes body parts and paying 'compliments' to whoever's whoever. I've got 5 working days left before I bid farewell to a wonderful bunch of colleagues. It's been great working with them and especially blessed for knowing some of them. I've learnt pretty much in the job and I've never looked back since day one of making the decision of rejecting 3 other offers that knocked on my door and much to the dismay of my bro. No wonder there's a tinge of sadness that lingers somewhere in my heart. I'm already starting to feel the heavy heart and sadness before I even leave. How much more emo can I get man...Haiz. If being able to face weaknesses and revealing my emotions is being a true man, then I shud be getting super Manly! urgh~ |
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