her story.

for as far as she can remember in the days of her childhood, her parents would take both her elder brother and her out on weekends. the usual weekend outing would be this shopping centre called Parkway Parade. the exterior of this building had a man-made waterfall and fountain area, and there were blue dolphins hear the seating area.

on her birthdays in kindergarten, her mother would bought cakes to distribute to her fellow classmates. back at home, there was a spread of delicious dishes prepared to celebrate her birthday. after the sumptuous meal, it was cake cutting and pictures were taken for remembrance.

she also remembered walking to the block 85 wet market near her home with her family for dinner at the hawker centre. she enjoyed eating the minced pork noodle sold by the old lady. sometime after dinner, the family might walked over to the grandmother's home to pay her a visit.

as a girl she does not have many playmates to play with. hence most of the time, the only playmate she ever had was herself; be it at playing barbie dolls, play-doh or any other role playing game, it was just she and herself. hence as a kid she was never outspoken, in fact she was extremely shy. she is a little girl in her own oyster shell.

she could remember her father once asked her, who would she preferred to be with, father or mother. as a young child , such a question was rather daunting to her; why must she choose between her parents, she thought. what followed on was her parents quarelling. then when they moved to the new flat, her parents have slept in seprate rooms from then onwards.

all her childhood, she always hoped that somehow, someday her parents would reconciled. but this was her wishful thinking. knowing that it would not happened, yet she would not let this go. though it is still as painful holding on, she stubbornly cling on. this have proven too difficult for her to just let this burden go.

this is her story.


unspoken words amplified @ 3/13/2005 12:16:00 AM