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| I went to Convent girls' school during the first 3 years of my primary education. My mom sends me there because my brother studies there as well at Methodist Boys' School. Every morning we have to wake up at 6am get prepared and go to school, the bus will come at 6:30am. I'm a grouchy person waking up at an unearthly hour is difficult. I used to sleep very early as a child but still feel groucy waking up at break of dawn! I started to learn lots of Bahasa Malaysia in primary school compare to kindergarden. I could still remember my standard 1 class teacher's face. She's very fierce, with spectacles and in her late 40s. There were four classes in standard 1, Merah, Biru, Hijau and Kuning. I was put in class 1 Merah, in sports we'll all be in red house as well. I like to play around my school compound where there're lots of huge shady trees where we can play masak-masak, hide and seek or just stepping on the thick roots of the trees. It's a very very old school, build during the late 19th century. Every morning the bell on the top of the building will clanked like an old church and you'll be able to see a huge cross on the front porch. Very 19th century look indeed and it gives me the creeps. I heard many eerie stories of seeing ghost of the passed sticking around the walls. huge trees, toilets. There was a year I got really frightened by the bigger girls when I was 7. I learn how to hold my bladder by not going to the toilet! My class teacher's a very observant lady, she asked "Nak pergi tandaskah? Pergilah." Being an innocent child, I told her "Tandas ada hantu." hoping that she'll ask one of my classmate to accompany me. But instead, I got scolded "Mana ada hantu?! Siapa kata?! Apa itu hantu?!" I kept quiet but still didn't budge because I'm really terrified going to the toilet alone! Those older girls likes to scare the younger ones. I remembered there was once during recess, those standard 4-5 girls warned us "Jangan pergi sana, *pointing to the huge shady tree* tadi ada satu murid darjah 1 kena tangkap oleh hantu. Murid darjah 1-2 tak boleh pergi sana." Then they started to put a boderline and a gang of bigger girls blocked us from going to that tree. That tree were actually every students' favourite spot. To think back now, we were actually being very silly listening to the bigger girls. During those days playing 'five stones' or 'batu seremban' were a famous game that we played during recess, after school and before class starts. Some of the girls prefer rope jumping. I prefer 'five stones', but we don't really play with stones or pebbles, we make it from cloth and wrap uncooked rice inside. Stones will be painful to play with. I remember that I used to make a set of 'five stones' on my own, so I cut off cloths from my old clothes, wraped up some rice and sewed them. It didn't look good, the shapes are out and I got a good scolding from my mom for cutting out old clothes! She said all these old clothes she put into plastic bags were meant to be given to the orphanage! Now that all the clothes are torn! I didn't know she'll get that mad. Then later after weeks she made me a set of finer hand-sewed of '5 stones' for me. I was very glad and thanked her. As for my brother, had different games in his school. I used to remember he collects lots of soft drink caps and tiny football cards. He used it to play shooting with his schoolmates. He used to play that with me at home, but I hate it! It's such a rough game, using two fingers to shoot the caps and hitting againts all the other caps, or using those tiny football cards arranging in such a way that we have to bang on those cards with our palms and shout. It can such a noisy game! Sometimes I asked him to play '5 stones' with me, I taught him those steps but he got bored, then he gave up. Life with an opposite sex sibling is distinctive. I hate playing his games because he always wins and I don't find it interesting. He hates playing my games because he finds it boring and I'm more expert on it. We used to quarrel a lot when come to playing games. We usually end up fighting and me crying my heart out. He'll be there calling me names like 'crybaby', 'cry-crybaby'. I'll be treatening him by saying "I'll tell mom about it." Sometimes he got scared, sometimes he'll ignore me. Besides that we also play games like snaps, old maid, donkey, happy family. In these games, we either ended up happily or he teasing me calling 'old maid' or 'donkey many times. If he's the 'old maid' or 'donkey' he'll said "Old maids are for women, man can't be old maid. Or he may say "Ok, play again. This time I'll make sure you'll be the 'one'." Then if I really got to be the 'one' he'll quit the game and tease me! Besides that we also have our own toys to play with, we always compromise like if I play with you with your toys, you have to play with me with my toys. I remembered there was once I broke my promise with him. After playing masak-masak with him I said I'm sleepy and don't want to play with his toys so he went so mad and beat me up! I cried miserably and ended up quallreling. That's my childhood memories I had with my brother. He's a good brother only that siblings rivarly is very common in childhood. I studied in Convent Girls' School for only 3 years and in those 3 years consecutively, I'd been red house in sports, as I well as from going consecutively from standard 1 Merah, 2 Merah and 3 Merah. From then on my parents decide to tranfer me to Sekolah Sri Inai (Junior) in Ampang. |
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| Mom and me at Lake Garden. I was 7. |
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| My brother and me. I was 3. |
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| My brother and me during my 1st birthday. |
| My brother and me. I was 6. |
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