Monday, October 29, 2007 @ 5:35 AM
I was relating my story to a friend of mine and suddenly got kinda weepy.
It's a story of my grandmother. A lady I respect so much for.
Here it goes:
"When I was young, I used to stay with my Ah Mah and my 2 cousins. 4 of us will squeeze in that queen size bed that Ah Gong left behind more than 20 years ago.
They were poor then but Ah Gong strike 4D and made a bed frame and cupboard for Ah Mah. Sweet right??
Surprisingly, both the furniture survived till the day Ah Mah passed away, on her bed of love. We did not send her to the hospital because our doctor said it would be better if she pass away peacefully at home with love ones around her.
I wasn't by her side when she left. I regretted. I should have just flown home to be with her during her last journey but Daddy didn't want me to be affected.
He even told me that if she pass away, he wont inform me but my sis din know and called me up. When she cried so badly, i tot she was raped or smth..it was a cry never heard before.
At least I saw her before I flew off but I guess even though she was rather unconcious, my presence was felt.
I miss the days I would go to the market with her, the time she would cook my favourite dish when I come. Even to the extent of giving me money to buy things I like and my aunt would nag at her that why she always spend money so fast.
She was a generous lady too..I did not want to take but you know how pushy they get sometimes. I was only in pri sch then and the sum of money is huge. I did swear then that I will give her money when I grow up and working but it's smth that will never come true.
I miss the times she would laugh at my cousins, sis and me when we have a farting competition. I really mean fart ok. Like who can fart the longest and loudest. Sometimes we also play burping. Sounds weird and disgusting eh but it brought peals of laughter to her and us. My sis always win hands down! Then there were times we will squeal at the lizards crossing the box junction (the dining area and living room) as what we always say. She will calmly say they help to eat the insects so we won't get bitten.
She who taught me hokkien and proud to let neighbours pinch my chubby cheeks. She will also pat my cousin and I to slp before she continues her cooking.
It's those words of wisdom and wrinkled smiley face that will deeply be missed. "
It's just smth I wanna look back in this blog years down the road.
Good night world.
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