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Season in the sun
Posted by HuiHui
on
8:05 PM
Looking at my brother and I, you can never guess how many seasons we spent under the sun; scaling the hills and bushes, rolling in the field, playing hide and seek at the chalk factory nearby, catching creatures (fish, tadpole and worms to feed the fish) in the drain, making kite with glass-tinted-strings, gambling marbles & collectible cards, making "lastic", etc, etc while our parents were busy working their fingers to the bone for survival. I wish we had a camera to capture those sweet childhood memories, but we don't. These two are the rare photos that I found.
My parents were so cool huh, given the fact that they can even supply us with "strainer" to add to our fun? I couldn't remember if it was only after much begging and crying or was it because my mum was under confinement (deduced from the cloth diapers hanging to dry there) thus we were free to sneak around. :p
If I'm not too slack, perhaps one day I shall blog more on how to make a prefect kite that can fly the highest and furthest, how to make the strongest sandball that can withstand other sandball's knock, the marbles and collectible cards that we won and lose (after all, these "properties" determine your ranking in the neighborhood), the countless childhood games that we played, the leaves and flowers that we cooked, the ducks that my grandma reared, the BMX that we cycled, my childhood life and my childhood dreams.
This is part of the lyrics from Westlife's Season In The Sun, dedicated to all my childhood neighbors.
Goodbye to you my trusted friend
We've known each other since we were nine or ten
Together we've climbed hills and trees
Learned of love and ABC's
Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees
Goodbye my friend it's hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that spring is in the air
Pretty girls are everywhere
Think of me and I'll be there
We had joy, we had fun
we had seasons in the sun
But the hills that we climbed
Were just seasons out of time
We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song
Like the seasons have all gone
My parents were so cool huh, given the fact that they can even supply us with "strainer" to add to our fun? I couldn't remember if it was only after much begging and crying or was it because my mum was under confinement (deduced from the cloth diapers hanging to dry there) thus we were free to sneak around. :p
If I'm not too slack, perhaps one day I shall blog more on how to make a prefect kite that can fly the highest and furthest, how to make the strongest sandball that can withstand other sandball's knock, the marbles and collectible cards that we won and lose (after all, these "properties" determine your ranking in the neighborhood), the countless childhood games that we played, the leaves and flowers that we cooked, the ducks that my grandma reared, the BMX that we cycled, my childhood life and my childhood dreams.
This is part of the lyrics from Westlife's Season In The Sun, dedicated to all my childhood neighbors.
Goodbye to you my trusted friend
We've known each other since we were nine or ten
Together we've climbed hills and trees
Learned of love and ABC's
Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees
Goodbye my friend it's hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that spring is in the air
Pretty girls are everywhere
Think of me and I'll be there
We had joy, we had fun
we had seasons in the sun
But the hills that we climbed
Were just seasons out of time
We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song
Like the seasons have all gone
