S.R.K. Sri Damai

Was in a rather pensive mood and feeling a tad bit nostalgic today. So during my lunch break from work, I tar-paued a yummy chicken drumstick and roast pork rice from my favorite chicken rice stall at Section 17; wanted to have lunch under a shady tree outside my very-loved old terrace house.

On the way towards the terrace house, I nearly knocked into this little school girl who ran across the road to get to her transport. Ahhhhh… my old primary school. Hehhehehe… changed my mind about the lunch location and decided to dig in at the school canteen instead :D

Everything seemed different… yet there was this air of familiarity.

First thing that struck my mind was, ‘Wow… look at all these tiny table and chairs… Ooo… and all the tiny people… hehehehhe’. Can’t believe I was once as tiny as that ;) Staring into the mirror, the reflection that stared back was of a grown woman in work attire clutching a leather hand-bag – ‘Gosh, I’m really a grown up now, aren’t I?’ *sighhh…*

Saw a familiar ‘abang’ manning the canteen. He was once a teenager helping his dad out, now he’s taken over the family business. Had some kids playing catching the exact same way my friends and I did; using the steps of the line-up food area as our ‘safe house’ while running out to be possible victims of the ‘catcher’. Eeeeeeee…. Getah-players! Looking at all the laughing jumpy kids really made me want to join in their hopping!

Took a walk around the grounds. Wow… there was a new block of classrooms. Peered into where the school hall was and had a flashback some of my performances. *giggle* I remember I did a dance once with some friends. Will try to pen down as many lines from the lyrics:

Six little ducks that I once knew,
Fat ones, skinny ones fair ones too,
But the one little duck with a feather at the his back,
He ruled the others with a “Quack! Quack Quack!”

Up to the river they would sing,
“Widdle waddle, widdle waddle, Ho Hum Ho”…
But the one little duck with a feather at the his back,
He ruled the others with a “Quack! Quack Quack!”

Awww… that must’ve been one cute performance. We were waddling back and forth in our duck costumes and did our little actions as we sang along. For line 3 and 4 of the verses, I remember turning and showing our little behind to the audience *LOL*. Tinkering with the old piano in the adjoining music room brought back memories of when I used to show off to the other kids with my piano playing skills *was such an exhibitionist… kekeke*.

There was an area in the school field where we’d imagine there were dead bodies buried there when the Japanese attacked… hehehehhe. And there was this instance during Sports Day when some bird decided to drop its chocolate treasures on my head just as I was about to take off in one of 100 metres dash :P

The highlight of the short trip? Met Pn. Tay, my primary 5 form teacher… having quite a lot of white hair strands in her ‘in-my-memory-was-black-in-color-hair’.

Thank you Lord, for you have given me a wonderful childhood, thus now having beautiful memories. Amen. *hugs self*

Hey… why don’t some of you share some of your kiddy memories? *wink!*