And that’s why I have the biggest love for the every-thing-ness and no-thing-ness of everything! I love how you can chew paper into little pulps and I love how if you fold a piece of paper twenty times you can reach the moon. That’s why I have such an affinity for eating THINGS, because they’re all collected inside me and jostle my gut to get at each other. For this reason I imagine the door-handle-shaped hole in our bathroom wall must be because when I was a baby I gnawed on it until my nainai tore me away and plugged my nose until she could pluck out the bits of plaster from my mouth. To me that’s hard work to keep on chewing like you need to, like you promised you would, even when you knew she was coming for your head. Though all I remember is chewing the completed pages of my study-book and getting swatted by mama. That I worked my butt off all summer must be true since they’re so unimpressed. I looked at the dentist and he told me he had already pull the tooth out what wonder I did not even feel it.The worst thing about starting fifth grade, besides everyone thinking I’m an actual new student, is that even when I tell everyone I’ve lived in our town all my life and gone to the same schools as everybody else except I skipped up a grade because I worked my butt off all summer, no one even pretends to be impressed or at least surprised. I had to get the offending tooth out.Out of sudden, I felt a slight prick of pain when he gave me an injection but that was nothing compared to the toothached. Normally I would ran away from the frightening surgery with all its horrible drills and pliers but that time did not. She wrote down the particulars and told me to wait a moment while the dentist had not arrived yet.Meanwhile, the tooth still ached like mad.The burly dentist arrived. I had to take a painkiller to less the pain.Worst of all I did not get a wink of sleep through the whole night.The next morning,I went to the dentist and waited outside the dentist's clinic. I still remember last year when I was in matriculation, I had a toothached. After lunch, we played for a while in the sea and after an hour we walked over to one of the hotel nearby and washed ourselves with clean fresh water before we went back home. Then, we spent our time to built some sand-castles under the shade of some trees.The time passed so quickly. The water was crystal clear,cool and refreshing and I loved splashing it to my cousin and brothers.However, the hot sun above can be quite uncomfortable.The sun was getting increasingly hot. In double-quick time we were enjoying ourselves in the sea. We arrived there at about 10 o'clock in the morning but the beach was already crowded with other holiday-makers.Anyhow, we managed to get a place under the shade of a large tree and we put our things there. I went there with my cousin and family.My mother drove the car to go there. It was one of the days of Chinese New Year holidays that we have picnic at Teluk Kemang Port Dickson. Posted by barneyfrenz 4:40 PM 1 comments Friday, January 28, 2005 Also that I was told that there would not be any more wallet for me until I got older.I am glad to say that I never lost any money again.Ihad learned to be more careful. I received a long lecture about my carelessness.When my father came home I received another lecture. I prayed that someone would find it and returned it to me.When I told my mother about my lost, she was clearly angry. I kept thinking about how I lost my wallet and what my parents would do to me.How was I going to explain the loss? I did not know whether someone had pinched it from my pocket or it had fallen out. There were a couple of ringgit or so in the wallet and without it I could not buy anything to eat.I was close to tears.It was not so much because of my loosing precious wallet but because I might get a scolding from my parents.Anyhow I went hungry that day.Īfter recess I was in no mood to study at all. I searched all my pockets but could not find it. One day, during recess in school, I discovered that my wallet was missing. When I was seven years old, I was given a small wallet to keep my pocket-money in.It made me feel grown up and I carried it proudly in my hip pocket.
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