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In this sophisticated world, one often finds oneself in a struggle with power, fame, money,
attention and many other unnecessary entities of life. I seek to find a simple life, uncomplicated
yet meaningful. A lot more important elements of life are waiting to be discovered. Live your life to the fullest.
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Thursday, August 23, 20078:55 pm
When I Was A Kid
When I Was A Kid When I was a kid, I liked raining days. Be in when I was living in the kampong or the current house, I loved rain. I liked to just sit down and stare out listening to the rain pelting down on the ground. It seems like music to me, sometimes the rain gets heavy and you hear a louder thud, when it is lighter the sound is crisp. And the occasional thunder and lightning simply complements the whole succession. I would look up to the sky and think. Now, what thoughts could a kid have at that point of time? Dreams, questions, imagination. When I was a kid, I wanna to grow up faster. Children(that's me) seems to get beaten and scolded for every single little things they do, some of them they think they are right when in actual fact they are not. I wished I could be in control of my own destiny then. Freedom, power, money. Now, I rather be a kid. No worries, no responsibilities. When I was a kid, my spelling sucks. Now it still sucks. However, thanks to the technology now, this problem can be eradicated easily. Back to when I was a kid, I hate spelling tests. Memory, memory, memory. And why is it that we need to get our parents' signatures for every single test? Can't we just choose the tests (decent score) we want to be signed (well I suppose if that's the case, then there won't be any in my case)? When my parents saw my test papers, erm... this brings me to.... When I was a kid, I hate to be caned. Anyway, who likes to be caned? Hmm.. have you ever harbour the thoughts of running away from home when these kind of things happen? I did. But I never materialise it. Why? Hungry, scared, cold, ghosts!!! When I was a kid, I hated my parents whenever they beat or scolded me wrongfully. Mind you, at that time, whenever they caned or scolded me it would have been a big big wrong on their part as perceived by me. So basically, whenever I get beaten I sort of have this anger in me. And sometimes, some of these feelings get a little into my head and I started hating them. Come on, who don't hate their parents when they are young? The more important thing here is that you have to realise they loved you. You will eventually, just a matter of how fast. When I was a kid.... TOP OF PAGE |
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