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|| Friday, September 03, 2004 || || 8:27 pm ||

“you know… there’s this _____ lady in my school… she’s so cute… especially when she smiles!!! her smile is like a little child’s. you know how a little kid’s smile would just automatically make you smile too? her smile has that same effect! she has short hair… a sweet smile… wear specs… has a sweet smile… and yes… she has a sweet smile…”

that was how I described her to my aunt… & my aunt’s reply?

“she must be small and short right? that’s why you say she’s cute.”

“no… she’s not small… or short. in fact I think she’s quite tall for a lady her age.”

there was just something about her that attracted me. no… it wasn’t the smile. I mean I like her smile… I really do… but that wasn’t the first thing that attracted me. there was something else. I knew from the very first time I saw her that I had to talk to her… but… I never had the courage to make the move. why? I dunno either. I was thinking bout her a lot ever since I met her. everytime… I would just look at her from a far… busy with her own stuffs. it was a weird feeling… never felt like that before. I don’t know how it happened…. I dunno why.

I have been noticing her since early this year and not too long ago… I smiled at her and… she smiled back too! SHO SHWEET!!!

Monday… it was the day… an opportunity for me to go up and to talk to her. she was sitting there all alone… finally she was not busy doing anything. that moment… I had waited for a long long long time… I had to seize that opportunity… can’t just let it go like that… I had to talk to her. but… what am I going to say? will she be able to understand me? will she want to talk to me? NO TIME TO THINK! JUST DO IT!

I took my seat beside her… and… we started talking…

I’m glad I did… YEAH!!!

*OkOk… no… my leaves aren’t changing colours… they aren’t turning yellow, orange or red… Spring is still Spring…=) though it’ll be nice to be like my dear autumn… might think about it… hehe… but not with This lady.*

who is this lady I’m talking about? well, I call her… my auntie… my white hair auntie. =)

if you’re a TP student… you might have seen her around in biz school. she’s a cleaner auntie who’s always at the fifth and sixth floor of biz. the toilets there are always so clean and toilet papers are always refilled… all thanks to this auntie.

I spent about only ten minutes talking to her… and I’ve found out quite a bit.

this auntie is 75 years old, a mother of five, a grandmother to a handful of grandkids… youngest is already 16, a great grandmother to a little 2 year old boy and she is still strong…! can you believe that she climbs mountains every year? ok… maybe not like climb whole mountains… but she goes trekking… I think. she said she goes to “pa san” with her children overseas every year… ‘pa san’… means climb mountains what… hmmz… whatever it is she’s still strong. I mean we climb tp’s stairs already cannot make it la. she even walks to school everyday. ya… she stays only a couple of bus stops away… opposite safra… but still… I know of a few tp students staying there and they take the bus to school… and I’m sure there’s more who does that too.

if this auntie has so many children and grandchildren to look after her… and she gets to go overseas every year…. then why is she still working? she just doesn’t want to stay at home and idle around. she would rather go out to work. having been working hard all her life to bring up her 5 children, she said it’s not easy to just stay at home and not do anything. she’s not use to it. auntie was working at ITAS canteen selling noodles and since the canteen closed… she came to work as a cleaner. if any of you are complaining about having to work on Saturdays for SIP… remember that this auntie is working on Saturdays too… so if she can do it… you can too… stop complaining! but really… she said she doesn’t want to work on Saturdays too if given a choice… she would then be able to go visit her younger sister and to go out with her grandchildren. should see the way she talks about her family… I’ve always liked the way old folks talk about their family and about history. it’s really interesting… to be able to see historic events happening before your very eyes… erm… of course that would require a bit of imagination as well.

I would love to hear more… but I had to go for class.

before I left for class, she said “yao zhuan xin du shu…”, which means must study hard. it felt really nice… there’s a warm feeling to it… =)

will talk to her again soon…


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