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Friday, October 07, 2005 ♥
Flashbacks of my Primary school days ♥ 6:24 PM


Recently, i had been too tired or stressed. Maybe, i just wish to be happy and carefree like in those days where our thoughts are pure. I really hate how people act friendly for something they want from you. It was still fine when i'm in Secondary school but in Junior college, t became more difficult to see who are the hypocrites. Yeah, but i got that figured out. Once they obtained that certain thing, you know you just met a person who likes to use people. It may come in subtle forms but i'm observant and i know exactly who you are.

I'm always one who is naive and trusting people readily. Even my close friends are worried that i can't survive in the real working world and they suggested that I should just get a rich husband and be a tai tai instead. EXCUSE ME! To enter that social class or rather social level is even worse okie! So don't attempt to bring up this suggestion again. It would be liken to me being thrown into a den full of hungry lions. But then,' Once bitten, twice shy' That's all that i can say.

Before i digress further, i better get to the point. The reality is that i love my primary school days most. I haven't been back to Pei Ying Primary School which is my primary school for a long time. 5 years maybe? But since all my teachers have been transferred out or retired, what's the point of going there?

I just wish that i could see my Primary 5 and 6 teachers again especially Mr Tan. I will never forget Mr Tan, a man in his 60s. I can still remember his tan leathery face smiling at us. He was the one who taught us to speak up and thus resulting in me always asking questions whenever i'm in doubt. He never find any of us annoying even if we are asking stupid questions. He simply remind us to think carefully before asking. And even before the MOE implement sex education, he taught us first.

Probably in the late 90s, people are still conservative and thought that he was a pervert. Some parents complained and then, he disappeared. Fortunately, he encouraged us to write and had left his address with us during our 1st lesson.

After my PSLE, i wrote him a letter. I was a bit disheartened when no reply came. Then one day, out of the blue, a postcard from Australia came. It was from him! He said that he's spending a long time in Australia enjoying his retirement years. We exchanged a few letters before i was too busy.

When i was in Secondary two, I wrote him a letter but there was no reply till this day. I dearly hoped that i could see him one more time to thank him that's if he haven't kick the bucket.*Sigh*


♥ Princess Serene


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