敞开心胸去追寻快乐的出口
別怕寂寞因为有我们在背后
假如以后我们全都各奔西东
要永远记住最初的梦

~rap~
嘿yo yo
第一堂课坐好跟老師say yo
第二堂课早就趴下去找周公
第三堂课黑糖点心已经空空
第四堂课籃球不再受控
第五堂课跟着音乐老師唱do
第六堂课实验失败难过
第七堂课书包收好准备go home
boys and girls just want to show ＃

桌上的镜子反射看到后座的猪头(oh my god)
自认为帥气幽默情场高手(ok啦)
但心里居然对他产生悸动
这感觉该怎么形容

坐在教室里眼神放空等著下课钟
黑板上写的知识都沒搞懂(哈哈哈哈哈哈)
受夠女孩們的大小姐举动(哼)
过分 无理 超难沟通

敞开心胸去追寻快乐的出口
別怕寂寞因为有我们在背后
假如以后我们全都各奔西东
要永远记住最初的梦

化妆包的世界只有美丽的人才懂(哇)
所採的节奏一切由我主控
缤纷的感动烙印在我心中
只希望你注意到我

书包的课本永远都比漫畫少得多(wow ohh~)
手里的电动好像从沒停过
丘比特告訴我其实她不錯
別让她默默地错过

＊ 敞開心胸去追寻快乐的出口(哇哇 woo woo)
別怕寂寞因为有我们在背后
假如以后我们全都各奔西东(哇哇 woo woo)
要永远记住最初的梦 ＊

心情总有down的时候想找人诉说(想找人诉说)
沒有抱怨沒有等候是你给我的承诺

ChildHood MeMoRies---Pearllyn Ong,16

I first arrived on Earth at 29 December 1992. I was big in size as I came out two weeks later then my expected date. Just imagine, a few days later and I would have been born in 2003 instead! My parents always joke that I must have been too comfortable in my mother’s womb to stay in there for so long.
I was my parent’s first child and remain the only child thus I am the apple of their eye. Since young, my mum has always been the one who spend more time with me as my dad works almost everyday thus my mum is stricter with me and more concern about my studies. My dad, on the other hand spoils me and never fails to make me smile when I am feeling down. He would always find time for me if I needed him to be there.
Although being the only child, I was very outgoing when I was young and whenever my parents brought me to the playground, I would make friends with the other children within minutes and play with them until it was time to go home thus I was never lonely. I would also find ways to amuse myself when I was bored.
One of the memories that has stayed with me during my kindergarten times was the first time my nose bleed. I was at the toilet at that time and just as I was leaving, a guy rush in and bang straight into me. he apologized and I took no further notice until I turn to the mirror and found that I was bleeding from the nose. I was shocked as it was the first time I had nose bleeding and I went crying to the teacher who immediately stopped the bleeding for me. It was certainly something I would certainly remember for ages.
When I was primary one, I took the school bus to and from school everyday. My cousin, who was of the same age as me attended the same school, we took the same school bus to my grandmother house each day. At that time I was delighted that he attended the same school as me as we were childhood playmates. I remembered that there were two girls taking the same school bus as me who often liked to disturb me when I was reading in the school bus on my way to my grandmother’s house. I was annoyed with them and despite my attempts to get them to stop it, they refused. They seem afraid of my cousin though, maybe due to the fact that he was a guy. After my cousin warned them not to bully me anymore, they did stop disturbing me. I stop taking the school bus home when I was around primary three as at that time my mum work half-day. My mum and I were very close at that time as we spend most the time together either at home or going out for a walk or to have fun.
Time sure passes quickly, and the innocence found in a childhood has long since gone but I will definitely treasure the memories of my childhood.

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sob
glowingsaphire it has been proven says:
why transfer so slow de
glowingsaphire it has been proven says:
i want faster see photos... ):
glowingsaphire it has been proven says:
the photos dont have me.. ):
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true=x.
glowingsaphire it has been proven says:
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glowingsaphire it has been proven says:
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; 贱招三人组;D 太聪明往往还是会寂寞 says:
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glowingsaphire it has been proven says:
photos dont have me... ):
; 贱招三人组;D 太聪明往往还是会寂寞 says:
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; 贱招三人组;D 太聪明往往还是会寂寞 says:
kk i promise take with u nxt week i ask all the girls to surround you

heehee;) let's not disappoint arnold girls.

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My ChiLdHood MeMOrIeS by Muhd Zahran (35) 306

I can barely remember my life when I was a child. I was born at the Singapore General Hospital. I had to stay in the hospital for an extra 3 months because when I was born, I had high fever. I didn't really feel pain at that time. In fact I didn't remember a thing about it. My mum told me how sad and worried she was during the time I fell ill. After I was discharged from the hospital, I could remember pretty much most of the things I like and do when I was a child.

I lived in a 4A-room flat situated in Hougang Ave 5. I remember the house as a spacious and beautiful flat and at a very good location too. The supermarket was just across the road and the mall is just a few metres away. It was very convenient for my family. Basically we can get most of our daily needs easily. I also remember I had a lot of friendly neighbors. But now I had to move to a different location. I was pretty sad though because the old house held a lot of memories for me.

When I was about 3, my great grandmother lived with me. I don't really remember the times I had with her. Everything was kind of blurish back then. Its sad because I didn't really got to know her well before she died. When she was on her death bed, I could remember I was there, sitting beside her. After she gave out her last breath, my father called out her name, checking if she has passed on. But she didn't react. That’s when everyone else starts crying. I didn't feel sad back then. I didn't know what was happening. But now, I kind of feel very sad. Sad not because she had passed on, but because I didn't get to know her well.

I really like toys when I was a child. Mostly those robots from ''transformers''. My father works all the time from day to night. So I didn't really get to see him much except when sometimes he took his leave from work. My mother on the other hand is always at home. She cooks for me, plays with me and sends me to school. So I pretty much get all the attention I needed from her. That was until my sister was born. I realized my parents attention all went to my sister. They bought toys for her and dotes on her all day long. Since the day she was born I usually spend my time alone in my room reading or playing with my robotic toys.

When my second sister was born, I was old enough to know I don't need all the attention from my parents. I was in primary 3. I was schooling in Punggol Primary back then. It was a good school. I was glad I was enrolled to that primary school. I manage to get a lot of opportunities there, especially in sports and also learnt a lot. My CCA was hockey. Hockey had provided me with valuable experience and multiple opportunities. I learnt that teamwork is the key to success not only in hockey but in other stuff such as group project. And also I learnt that without hard work and pushing yourself to the limits, you won’t be able to progress and get better. I had some injuries and stuff during training. Mostly scratches and bruises. Well in sports there have to be injuries. Soon I got used to it and don’t feel the pain so much anymore. I manage to get to the national under 12 hockey team. All thanks to my school for giving me opportunities and support.

Sadly I couldn’t continue my hockey career as I went to Xinmin Secondary. Nevertheless the valuable experience that I got helped me quite a lot now. Well there wasn’t anything more to tell about my childhood. Everything was kind of normal and I couldn’t recall much of the interesting stuff. Well that’s all I’ve got to share for now.

ZaRaN-OH signing off.

Childhood Memories, Francesca Tay -- 25

"Criak, criak, eeeeeee" the sound of my father unlocking the main door, every single morning of the weekend, the gurgling of the kettle as he placed it on the stove, the sweet tinkling of the wind chime hanging at the window, and the rustling of the papers as he ploughed through the news. Sounds that were so familiar, sounds of my home.

About an hour later, my brother and I would rise, unwillingly to the nagging of either one of my parents, arguing over whose turn was it to use the bathroom first. My mother would wake at about noon if she was still in her room, and the day would start.

This was the usual scene at Evergreen Park, the place where I called my home, promptly 4 years ago. Now, it was not the peace and serenity in the morning after shifting to Rio Vista. Instead, all you hear are the screams and laughter of children playing in the swimming pool, mothers nagging at their children next door, people shouting at their maids, and the smell of these housewives cooking, since the blocks are closer together here. In the 14 years of my life, I honestly preferred the times I spent when I was still living at the previous condominium. I shifted houses a couple of times, and this year, about September, I am yet again, shifting somewhere in this vicinity.

I am the youngest child of the family, and the only daughter. My mother used to tell me that I was ugly and wrinkly when I was born on the fifteenth of September, 1992, and her immediate reaction was to 'declare' to my relatives loudly, 'Oh gosh, she's so ugly', in fluent Cantonese. I feel so hurt! (Note the sarcasm) At least I got all better when I left Mount Elizabeth Hospital. My brother was also born in a private hospital, though I, to be honest, totally forgot where. One thing I have to say is that I have never had a good relationship with my brother. My parents told me that he loved me a lot and always treated me sweetly when I was young. I sure don't see that now!

Some people tell me I look like my mother, some, my father. I guess I did not really bear any resemblance to any of them. My parents told me I was pretty and cute (Typical of parents, you see!) and I took part in many competitions, winning a thousand bucks when I got chosen for some baby pageant. I guess that was one of my greatest achievements - LOL!

I recall the best memories of my childhood when I was in K2. My classmates were all hyper and fun! I still lived at Yishun then but I loved that place. We had this neighbour who had 3 kids, and one of them was still a baby. I miss life in Yishun, really.
(Yishun rocks better than Hougang, honest :X)

Now, childhood seems like ages ago, and I can hardly recall the moments where the naiveness and innocence of US shone through.



*I'll upload the pictures laterrrrr [:*

lovely

chem prac has been fun isnt it? today i took a whiff of ammonia and got a headache till now -.-''



HAHA!
and tomorrow is a half day!

Childhood by Peh Jia Yun (17)

I, Peh Jia Yun, was born on 16th of August, in 1992, two weeks later that the predicted date (I am mad to stay in there for so long). Since I was my parents' first child, it was natural that my parents and relatives were exhilarated the moment they received the news that I was born. My mother told me that my uncles and aunties were prepared with cameras the moment she entered the house with me. There was indeed a lot of photo-taking going on in the house on that day: I found a lot of photos that was taken when I was a baby (I hardly take any photos nowadays, because I hate taking photos). My brother was not given much attention though. I suppose my uncles and aunties were probably sick of babies by then. Anyway, my brother was a total replica of me when he was a baby, so there wasn't much purpose in taking photos of him, is there?

I lived with my paternal grandparents when I was young. I grew up with my male cousins who are much, much older than me. However, the only thing I like about them is their bedroom. I loved to ransack their bedrooms, because you can always find out what they are hiding under their pillows, ha! My sole purpose is to find toys to play with of course, although there were hardly any toys in their rooms. I always managed to find things that were not much of a use to me. Besides exploring the house, I spent my spare time doing my three main hobbies: Talking, playing "pretend" games and watching the television. Reading is not one of them because the only books I have is a collection of soppy fairy tales which I got from one of my aunties on my birthday. I got a lot of those yucky, furry soft toys from my other uncles and aunties too. I would never dream of touching them when I was young, yuck!

You might not believe it, but I loved to talk when I was a toddler. It was probably due to the fact that my limbs are not as well-developed as my mouth, so I start to use this fully-developed part of my body on everyone from day to night. Yes, I talk to everyone. Including strangers I never met. Maybe it was because of this that I tend to be quieter in the later part of my life. When I am a bit older, I also spent mine time playing “pretend” games with my beloved cousin, Hui Yan, who was one year older than me. I always hated it when she took the role of being my mother and I have to act as her son. Yes, not daughter but son. This is probably due to the fact that I behaved more like a boy than a girl (You would too if you happen to grow up with boys!) During our pretend games, we would go to the “market”, which happens to be the living room. There, I changed into the role of being the fishmonger while she tries to bargain with me, over the price of the “fish”. After a long argument, she “bought” the fish and left the market with her “son”, who happens to be the fishmonger several minutes ago. I loved to watch the television too. I remembered that there was one year when my mother moved to my maternal grandparent’s house with me because she was sick of my paternal grandparents. My maternal grandparents loved me because I am what they called “obedient”. They only need to put me in front of the TV, and I will sit there quietly all day, staring at the screen. It was a much easier task to look after me than my rowdy little male cousins. Somehow, all my aunties, on the maternal or paternal side, are great at producing male descendants for their family, so much so that my father was a bit disappointed on learning that his first-born is a girl. Maybe that is why they insist that my hair has to be short like a boy’s, until I was nine years old, when I started to complain.

My parents moved out of my paternal grandparents’ house when I was six years old. We moved into a new HDB flat in Seng Kang. There, I attended Seng Kang Primary School. When school was about to start, my mother took me to the hairdresser who ruin my hair. I went into her shop as a girl and came out looking like a boy. I admit that my features were plain, if not ugly, but my new hairdo changed my appearances totally: I looked like a boy!

I vividly remembered the time when I went to the canteen to buy food during recess, and the
canteen vendor said to me, “Ah boy, what do you want?” I was rather peeved even though I thought that it was amusing. This continued for several days until she saw that I was wearing a skirt. She went, “What? You are a girl?” leaving me totally embarrassed. One of the thing that annoyed me most of all during my primary school days was my surname. My surname is “bai” in Chinese, meaning white. However, it changed into “Peh”, because I am of Hokkien origin. I used to be extremely irritated when my teachers called my full name. I am even more annoyed when my classmates thought that my surname is “pei” in Chinese. The sound of my surname in Hokkien irks me.

Life in primary school was quite relaxing and boring, which is to say that we follow the same routine every day. I found myself having the chance to read more books and immerse myself in the literary world. My brother joined me in school when I was Primary Five. He took after me in many ways. He is quiet in class, does not enjoy company and hates the sun.

Time flew. I say, “Childhood?” and someone replied-----“It is long gone.”

Childhood Memories by Joelle Lim (7)

My family consisted of five family members when I was born. It became six when my younger sister came along five years later. They were my parents and my paternal grandparents. They really cared a lot for me. I was the apple of my daddy's eyes as I was the only girl in the house and was very active. I also have a cousin who is two years older than me. He received more attention than me from my grandparents as he is older and most of all, he is a boy. However I was not jealous of him as my daddy and mummy were very supportive in what ever I participated in when I was growing up.

It was until the time when I was five years old, my sister came along and I had to learn how to share the attention that I get from my mummy and daddy with her. She was very adorable and I loved her a lot.

I did not live with my parents until I was in primary six. I lived with my godmother (babysitter) and went to schools near her place. I made many friends with the kids living in the same block as me. I had very close relationship with my godmother and her family. She had three kids who were all older than me. I was closest to her second son who was twelve years older than me. He always played with me when he came back from school. I always waited eagerly for him to come home and play all sorts of games with me.

When I was older, I started to mingle with the neighbours' kids. We went to the playground every night to play without fail and played to games that children always love to play for example, catching or "aeiou". I really enjoyed those times that we had together and really miss it.

There was this particular boy next door who was older than me by four years who always plays with me when I was in primary school. He was in the same primary school as me. We never fail to play candles and burning of lanterns together right up till his primary school life ended. When I was in primary five, I started to grow up more or rather mature mentally and stopped playing those games. I started to just stay at home and watch televison programmes right after school or just to come home and look after my baby sister who was a toddler at that time and also stayed at my godmother's house with me.

I continued with this kind of life right up till I was in primary six and my sister was in primary one, my mum felt that I was old enough to move back home. At first, I was quite sad and could not bear to leave my godmother and her family. However, as time went by, I gradually got used to sleeping alone at home. I continued going to my godmother's house everyday after school, take my dinner and bath there and wait for my mummy to come and fetch my sister and I home after work. It became my daily routine.

When I got busier with my school work and other commitments in school, I got to my godmother's house around six in the evening almost every day. Then my mum finally told me to go straight home after school everyday, instead of going to my godmother's house and make her wait for me to finish taking my bath and dinner as I always ended school late.

Now that I'm in secondary school, I would go to her house and visit her when I have the time. I missed those days back then a lot and really hope that I could go back to that period of time when life was so carefree back then.

Edwin Yeow(30)

My family consists of my father, mother and my two brothers. I was born on 8th June 1992 at Thomas Medical center at night. When I was young till now I had lived in the same place, a terrace house along Upper Secondary Road. When I was young I had a good life as I am the youngest in the family therefore I received the most attention.

My brothers took good care of me while I was young making sure that I did not get injured or hurt, as they did not want to anger my mum. When I was young my parents made sure I had what I wanted. I lived in a terrace house and my neighbors were my relatives including my paternal grandmother. This ensured lots of tidbits during festivals.

The most memorable family vacation was to Brisbane, Australia where my entire family went to the Gold Coast. It was full of amusement parks like Sea world, Movie world that was extremely fun. When I was in primary school, I got into a big mess. I was at that time carrying a metal water bottle. Before my CCA started my friend and I were playing around then I accidentally hit my friend on the head with my water bottle. Blood starting flowing out and I was sent to the principal office. Luckily it was a minor injury and my friend soon recovered. I was only given a stern warning.

The most serious illness that happened to me before is dengue fever. It started with rashes all over and they making me itch like hell. When my mother took me to the doctor, he referred me to a hospital to undergo a blood test. In the end I had to eat some strange yellow medicine and drank lots of water.

That’s all the exciting things that happened to me in my life and looking back I guess my life is boring.

Childhood Memories ---- Valerie Lim (12)

I was born on the 5th of March in 1992 in Mt Alvernia hospital. I was the first child in the family so I received much attention especially from my grandparents.

For the first 3 years of my life, I stayed with my grandparent. I stayed with them only on weekdays and on weekends, I would return to my 4-room I was flat in Ang Mo Kio. My happiest memories up till I was 3 years old consisted mostly of things that happened in my grandparents’ house. I was also very close to my grandparents as a result of staying with them for 3 years. I am still close to them up till now.

When I was 3, there was a new addition to my family, my sister, Emily. My parents were afraid that my grandparents would not be able to handle 2 children at once so my mother decided to quit her job.

I was generally quite happy in kindergarten. I made friends and played and cried just like everyone else. However, I hated homework, especially if it's Chinese. I would refuse to write Chinese characters and would throw tantrums if forced to do so. Sometimes, my mother would have to resort to using the cane to threaten me to make me do my homework.

When I was around 5 years old, I began to take up responsibility as an elder sister. My sister was 3 then. I liked pretending to be the mother. I would make sure my sister doesn’t fall or hurt herself. I also enjoyed playing the ‘teacher’ game. I liked pretending to be the teacher and would make Emily sit down and try to teach her to write. She, on the other hand, would not sit still. I being too into my acting would shout at her to sit still. She would sometimes get scared and start to cry. I would try to calm her down but when she wouldn’t stop, I get scared and would start crying.

I was rather clumsy and fell down a lot when I was young. I have a scar on my right knee from one of my falls. I could not remember where but my mum said it was because I fell into a drain. I think I'm rather thick-skinned. While other children would cry, I would just pick myself up.

My childhood was generally happy (except when I had to do homework). I believe my childhood are similar to many people and there were not many things that left a deep impact on me that happened in my childhood days.

MY CHILDHOOD -yuqing ong [15]

When/Where I was Born
I was born (premature) into a happy family of three on 18th May 1992, in Thomson Medical Centre (same as Gene!! **hi-5!* OMG! Edwina too!!), just eleven months and eleven days after my elder sister. However, my younger sister came along only four years later. It was only when we were sensible enough did my mum reveal to us that we should have had a little brother before her. This explains why the age gap between my younger sister and I was that big.

My Family/My Relatives
Hmm… Our family of five[Momma, Daddy, Elder & Younger Sis and ME] had lived for my WHOLE life in a small yet cozy four-room flat at Serangoon Central O_O My aunt’s (paternal) family used to be living with us but moved out after they got their own flat when I was about 8 years old. This had thereby resulted in the close relationship between our two families.
We are much more bonded with our paternal relatives as compared to maternal ones, as the three families would often get together in my house during weekends for dinner.

This was how my favorite relative came about too (my aunt). Ever since her family moved out of our house, she had been popping by after work or sometimes even when during her free time. She had treated me in a way that no one has ever did (it'd be so tedious to type them all out though..hehs). Her special way of approaching (people- esp kids) was fantanstic! She was also one of the kindest and most considerate person I've ever met. But sadly, like what the Chinese always say, that 'Good people always part us early'. She had passed away in Aug 2006 due to cancer, making it the toughest moment of my life. Our lively family became much more solemn as we grieved over her sorrowful departure..

Childhood Ailments or Injuries
I could vividly recall at the age of 4 or 5, in the middle of my lesson during kindergarten days, my mum came exceptionally early to fetch me. Little did I know that she was actually bringing me to a clinic! (As she had found patches of blood stains on my cute bolster that morning) I started to weep when that stupid doctor inserted a tube into the back of my hand. Dude, I daresay IT WAS A DAMN THICK ONE. After that ‘poke’, we arrived at East Shore Hospital in a taxi. I was suspected of hilar lymphadenopathy (wow, chim word)/pleural effusion. However, after an X-ray and several checks, they found no evidence of it, but had observed that the increased shadowing in the left middle and lower zones of my chest was likely to be related to infection. I was suggested for repeat chest x-rays after appropriate courses of antibiotics. As a young and unsuspecting child, I wasn’t afraid of hospitalization at all. In addition, the friendly environment of the ward and TV (smack in front of my bed) was paradise! =D

I am quite a clumsy person therefore often sustain wounds.
Once, I had walked into a tree leaving a bruise and people around me bursting out laughing. =.=
I could even bang into the railing of the stairs (which caused me to have a huge patch of bruise). I had even playfully meddled with my grandfather's piping hot tea, ending myself up with a scalded hand and a scar on my head (slipped over the spilled tea and knocked my head on a glass table). XP

However, the worse was from a fall from the skate-scooter. I was happily speeding round my block till I slid and rubbed my chin against the cement floor for a several inches. The gaping wound shown my chin bone, and drops of dark-red blood dripped along my way up home.
I was given 6 stitches which could only be removed 2 weeks later. During the wait, I was being laughed at for having a BEARD -.- …
When I finally had it removed, that same night, I knocked the wound against the floor under the sofa (while picking up toys). THE WOUND OPENED AGAIN. I was sent to TTSH for an ‘emergency’ operation. This was the first time I had laid in an OT (chilly~ it was big,cold and empty). It was much more painful this time as the four anesthetic injections had left me FOUR ulcers.

All in all, I had enjoyed everyone’s company (esp those who had all left me a wonderful childhood memory).

Those really ‘significant’ happenings in my childhood were awfully memorable and had all made me learnt an important lesson of my life. I believe that through all these childhood experiences, i would gradually grow from them. Hope you guys had understood the importance of your childhood and had got to cherish the momentsyou have had with your loved ones!=)


THAT’S ALL PEEPS! ;D
Ps. ‘the38plus2.blog’ idea NOT BAD.hehs

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Chidhood memories by An Qi (5)

I was born to a family of four on 1st April, 1992 at K.K hospital in the afternoon. I was a premature baby and could not go home immediately after I was born as I was to be put under observation. Two months later, I was discharged from the hospital and went home to begin my life in a place called home with people that were called my family.

I have two sisters before me and that makes me the youngest in the family with the age gap of eight and six years between me and my sisters. There are both the pros and the cons of being the youngest in the family. The pros are that all your family members tend to dote on you more and often give in to your arguments and tantrums. While the cons in being part of the family which has three daughters, you do not really get to wear new clothes except on Chinese New Year as the clothes you get are actually hand-me-downs from your sisters. You will often be picked on to do things for your elder siblings as they are, after all, older than you. My parents are often out working as my family is not so well-to-do.

From what my parents and sisters have said about me when I was young, I gather that I am a very playful and mischievous girl. My sister has once said that I have once hit her so hard that she cried. Well, I have got no recollection of this incident at all.

I went to nursery but I hated it there for no reason. Maybe I just loathe to be separated from my mother then and I was making a lot of trouble in the class. Crying and screaming like a spoilt brat and my teacher could do nothing to stop me. I remembered that there was once I was screaming, crying for my mother and wanting to go home. I was on rocking my chair, making the other kids looking annoyed. But as I was rocking my chair so much, I toppled over and fell, earning a bruise for my forehead, I cried harder then. My teacher had no choice but to call my parents to bring me home.

I do not have many toys to play with when I was young. Maybe it is due to the fact that I do not play with Barbie dolls or play acting as a housewife that I grow up to be so boyish and rough. But I think I am not that rough now, am I?

My mother always says that it is very difficult for her to raise three daughters that are often screaming and shouting at each other. It is true as there are times when any two, or even the three of us are unhappy about something of the other, we will often end up screaming and quarrelling with each other. Peace-talks just do not work on us. Although we always scream at each other and saying things out of spite, we will always be okay in the end. We will just forget about the quarrel and pretend that nothing has happened.

As everyone in the family is busy with either work or school, we hardly get to sit down and eat dinner together. So, I always treasure the times when my whole family get together on each other’s birthday or on special occasions.

JasonStory(29) - Childhood memories

My name is Jason and I am fifteen years old. I was born in Mount Alvernia Hospital. There are 6 people in my family, including myself. I am the third eldest and I have 2 elder sisters and 1 younger brother. My father works as a General Manager and my mother is a housewife.I live in a 5 room flat at hougang St51. The house is quite big but is quite cramp at times as it has to fit 6 people. I only moved house once to my present house when I was in kindergarten.

I remember vividly when I was little I would go to Thailand frequently like every 2or 3 months. As everyone probably knows, Thailand is a shopping haven and there are great foods there too. I would always go there and buy my clothes and of course cheap pirated ps2 games which is like 3 times more cheap than the pirated ps2 games found in Singapore. I find that the fried rice in Thailand is especially delicious and I would go to the roadside stall to eat fried rice. Each plate only cost like 20 bahts which is equivalent to 80 cents which is cheap and I guess food of such quality and pricing can never be found in Singapore. Apart from shopping and eating, the most important reason I go there is to visit my father who has work in Thailand since when I was very young. Whenever he knocks off from work , he would come and fetch my family where we are usually in a shopping centre and drives us to eat.

Of course, primary school made up a huge part of my childhood. The most memorable part of it was when I was in primary five and six. Then, most of my classmates were huge soccer fans like me and we would always talk about soccer and we would go play soccer almost everyday without fail at a street soccer court near the school. As the street soccer court was surrounded by a huge wall of steel, it became to be known as “steel cage”. Nearing the end of primary six, my school had a street soccer tournament. Of course, my friends and I took part in it and we won it.. well almost. Unfortunately, we went all the way to the finals only to be denied first place when we lost 2-1(I think). I remember my friends and I were saying before the final match that it does not matter whether we win or not as we have already come this far, however when we did actually lost the match, it was a different scenario as I could see on everyone’s face that they were hugely disappointed.

To sum it up, I think that childhood is a time when all was going smoothly for me and life in primary school is so carefree and relaxing until hell a.k.a secondary school came. However there is a saying “when the going gets tough, the tough gets going”, so, there is nothing really much I can do except to make do with it..

Childhood, by Genevieve (11)

I was born on the 30^th of September in 1992, at Gleneagles Hospital, Singapore. I was the first born and lived with my parents and grandparents at a flat at Orchard Road. We also had a maid at that time, and I was much attached to her, so much that she was almost like my mother! Grandmother often came and looked after me as well and Grandfather doted on me the most. Every time I cried, he would take me out to Centrepoint as it was just opposite my house. He brought me there so often that practically all the shop owners there recognized me! Every time we went there, he would buy a giant piece of bagua for me and that was also the reason why I had plenty of ulcers when I was a toddler. He was always the one who carried me around comforting me whenever I cried and never once did scold me.

Dad, too, loved me very much. At that time when I was just born, he was thirty-three and was studying for a Masters-degree. He would carry my in his arms with his books in front of him and study. However many a times he would doze off studying! Finally when he went for the examination, he failed and laughs it off, putting the blame on me in a jokingly manner.

Mom was the greatest too. She would always play with me whenever I was awake and not crying. She was rather impatient though, as she would leave me on the bed to cry whenever I did and did not want to comfort me or anything like that. At times like these Grandfather would take over.

Three years later, we moved house to a terrace house as I had a little brother! His name was Douglas and I loved him very much. We were really close ever since young and often played together. No doubt there were many quarrels, but that is what siblinghood is all about isn't it?

I remember vividly the first few days we moved to our new place, there was a little girl next door whose name was Xin Ying and she came into my house and so bravely said 'Hello' and introduced herself! She was the same age as me, coincidentally and ever since then, we played together and did every little thing together. She was my best friend even up till now as well. Soon after, more families moved in to that area and we all were neighbours. By then, Xin Ying's and my family were very close already; our parents go out together and things like that. More families joined and we all became like one really big happy family! This is one of the things in my life that I am most proud of – a perfect neighbourhood. It is very uncommon to have so many families so close and get along so well together!

Time passed by and our bonds got stronger and stronger. We often went on overseas trips together! And all the times spent with all of them were not once boring, in fact each was really enjoyable and each was special. They all are such a great fun bunch.

Here's a picture of Xinying and I, getting ready for first day of school as Primary One kids. I'm on the right and she, the left! And yes, I was from Rosyth Primary.

Remember I said I was very attached to my maid at that time? Knowing I liked to play with candles, once she lit up several candles and left me to play with them while she went off and did some housework. Being so fascinated by the candles, I went so near them that my eyelashes nearly got burnt! Fortunately Mom came down just in time to carry me away from the candles, otherwise who knows what could have happened to me! After that incident, the maid suddenly disappeared. I didn’t know what happened as I was still very young but Mom told me she ran away from home. The initial period without her by my side was very hectic for Mom and Dad, because I behaved as if I lost a mother. Fortunately the situation got better over time.

Oh, I had a dog as well! He is a German Shepherd, but white in colour. I am really proud of him because white German Shepherds are really uncommon. His name was Russell and he was just a puppy when we first got him. I remember a time where I took him out on a walk when I was only five. He was really strong! So much stronger than I expected and I could not keep him in control and he went around me in circles, tangling me up with the leash. Then he took a dash, and me being stuck, fell flat to the ground. That made me burst out in tears then but thinking about it now it seems to appear rather amusing.

Another silly thing that I've done when I was a kid was that I saw a really colourful and appealing little package labeled 'fruity' or something like that. Being very hungry at that moment, I thought it was chocolate. I opened up the packet and saw that it was white in colour. Being more excited and delighted, I took my first bite into the 'chocolate' as white chocolate was my favourite. It was only then when I felt that it tasted weird. Being really silly enough, I even swallowed part of it before I realized… it was actually soap! I practically rinsed and washed my mouth so vigorously for numerous times.

There are many, many more of such really silly and ridiculous incidents but I guess I will stop talking about them just here. I'm so glad I wasn’t injury-prone when I was young like many kids were! However I was rather often the victim to school bullies, especially in lower primary school.

I guess my childhood is rather interesting and there were seldom times when it is boring. I find myself really fortunate as a child, even fortunate up till now because there is nothing really important missing in my life. My parents are ever loving, I have the best brother anyone could have, my grandparents are all healthy and happy, I have a beautiful home to look forward to going to everyday, I have great neighbours and friends, and there is nothing else that I could ask for. I appreciate all of them very much and they all mean truckloads to me :)

Oh! Another interesting thing?

I had a boyfriend in Kindergarten. How sweet's that?!

HAHA!

Childhood memories by Malcolm(33)

I was born right smack in the middle of the year of 1992, June 15 in Gleneagles Hospital. I am the second and last child in my family, as well as the second grandchild of my grandparents in terms of Chinese and the fourth or fifth grandchild in terms of age. I have one elder brother and two parents. Our family is just like any other normal family, nothing special happening and nothing supernatural happening. As for my name, I do not have a single idea how it came about. There exists a show called "Malcolm in the Middle" and that could be why I was named that, I was born right smack in the middle of the year.

I lived in three different homes up to the current point of my life. The one which left the most impact on me was my paternal grandparents' home. As my family was very big, there would be a lot of people crowding around the dinner table together to have dinner together. Although there wasn't much space for each and everyone, It was a very nice feeling as there was the warmth and comfort of kinship. The other two are my old home at Tampines and the current one which is at Hougang. I lived in Tampines for around one quarter of my life but I can't really remember much about it. I could only remember that my brother and me would run down frequently to the convenient store and buy those ice sticks. However, we would always get "caught" back by our maid who would complain to our mother which would scold us a lot. We of course didn't mind and just did that every time.

I was a very negative kid. However, my perception of life changed as I grew up due to some unforeseen circumstances. I became more and more positive as time passed by as I realized being negative doesn't help much in solving problems and stuff. My favourite food back then was crab. Any kind of crab, any flavour, any style. I loved the "crabby" smell emitted by their hard shell. I also liked to eat mooncakes when I was young but that changed as I grew up. Somehow hating it more and more for some reason.

Well, that's about my life. So if it bored you, then it's because nothing special happened or I was too lazy to type it here.

Childhood(: - Mingting.

I was born on 28th April 1992 in Thomson Medical Centre. I was the first child born into the family thus I was showered with much love and care by my parents and relatives (They used to call me 'Tingting' -.-"). But soon, 2 other sisters joined the family, making the house more lively and vibrant and they are Ming Ya and Ming Yi (Well, all my cousins' names start with 'Tay Ming' and apparently I have roughly 20 of them. Don't Laugh.) I was supposed to immigrate to Australia when I was young as my mum's family was there. However, my dad opposed the idea because his family is in Singapore and he believes that life will be more stable in a familiarized environment. So here I am, in this small red dot slogging my life out in school. :X

(Baby Mingting in Australia!)

But what I missed most about my childhood would be the days I had in my primary school, Punggol Primary! I was the head prefect of that school and I do suppose that is the only achievement I got till now. But there is one special element that I will always remember about my childhood and that would be the FRIENDSHIPS that I found!

"True happiness consists not in the multitude of friends, but in their worth and choice."
-- Samuel Johnson (1709 - 1784) British lexicographer.

Friendships come and go at every single point of your life and those that last are usually the ones that have endured all weathers.

Just like everyone else, I have a best friend, a childhood buddy called Jolene. I knew her when I was in kindergarten and I reckon that it is really destiny that brought us together as friends. I never knew her really well even though we ended up in the same primary school after graduating from our kindergarten. I remember myself always keeping a distance from her as she had a really big group of clique both in kindergarten and primary school, which was really intimating, so I never made an effort to know her. Both of us knew of each other's presence but never have we acknowledged it.

But the turning point was when we ended up in the same class in primary 5 and 6. We did not know anyone else in the class except for each other, so we ended up hanging out together. As time goes by, we became the best of friends. Soon, we made two other new friends and formed a clique, which we named UGC, United Girls Club (I know it's dumb, stop laughing) In every clique, there's bound to be a pair closer to each other and that applied for my clique too. I was much closer to Jolene than anyone else in my clique, so I was pretty dependent on her. But thank God, she was always there even though I seldom had time for her, as I was busy with the things I had to do in the prefectorial board.

"Stop singing both of you, for goodness sake!"
We blushed and apologized, "Oops, sorry."

Vivid memories of our friendship stay on till today. Both of us loved singing and we always ended up singing in class, annoying our teacher in the process. We often go to each other's house to do our work or even have a good talk with each other. Hence, our families were quite close too. I could still remember those delightful times where I go to her house every Tuesday straight after class and have dinner with her family before going for my tuition, which was really near Jolene's house.

Quarrels and cold wars were inevitable (we were immature then) but we always manage to resolve it and end up being closer to each other. I really miss all the times I had in primary school. They were my golden moments then. But, I guess that is a part of growing up in the real world. We can’t be sheltered from the reality for long; we got to face up to it someday.

Till now, we are still best of friends(:

Her current secondary school, Hougang Secondary is just near by so I always pop down to her school to meet her. I know most of her friends and always have loads of fun each time I go out with her.

(Jolene & Me!)

The memoir of Gloria 06

Personal Recount

I arrived in this world on the 18th day of September, 1992. I am very lucky to be born in a rather well-to-do family. I have two older brothers, whose age gap between mine is three and nine years respectively, and two loving parents who never fail to spend time with us whenever they can. My mum quit her job when I was very young to become a housewife so that we had maximum attention and affection. My father would bring us to the beach at East Coast to pick some seashells, fish and cycle on the weekends. My parents would usually buy us whatever we want unless it is really expensive. Example? A puppy.

When I was five, we moved from a flat to a terrace house where I have lived up to now. Life between us children when we were young was not exactly that smooth as boys tend to be more mischievous when they were young. Quarrels and fight seemed inevitable among whenever we were within a radius of five meter from each other. Fights are usually of small things like who gets the better computer or game boy games, 'tamiyas', 'tamagotchis', etc... . Now that we have all grown up and are more mature, the number of quarrels and fights has decreased and our relationship with one another has improved. I still love going to the arcade instead of shopping though.

Being in a family where there are more males, I grew up playing with toy cars instead of dolls and spending my time in arcades playing some shooting and car games instead of going shopping. I love action movies instead of romantic ones. I still enjoy doing all these things now. I am now looking forward to next year where I can finally play my favourite game of pool which I learnt when I was primary six.

When I went to primary school, majority of my friends were guys and at the end of primary six, I only had one girl as my best friend while the others are guys. This is so as we love to play rough at that time. Seeing me with new bruises almost everyday was quite normal. Come to think of it, my primary school life was actually very fun and interesting.

My best female friend, when I was in primary school, and I still message each other frequently. Very frequently. As in everyday. Haha. As for guys, I only kept contact with two of them and we would talk over the phone whenever we are free.

Our family would usually take a vacation in Hong Kong or Genting when I was young. My recollection of my time in Hong Kong is vague as it was eons ago since I had last went there. As for Genting, I remember that the indoor theme park (arcade) is where we will spend most of our time in. I dreaded going to the outdoor theme park then as I could not ride many rides as I was still, to put in better words, too young. If not, it is just plain short compared to my brothers. By the end of each trip, we each would have a big prize (toy) that my dad had won for us. He is really good at winning stall games and catching toys. This 'talent' of his has never changed and every time I go up to Genting with my parents, I would look forward to winning prizes and a good game of pool and bowling with my father.

My favourite toy is also from Genting. I got it when we went up again during the end of year holidays when I was primary six. I was passing by this shop called "Lovely Lace", which is still there now, with my dad and saw a few lovely-looking toy puppies sitting on the shelf. Since I could never own a real puppy, I would get any adorable puppy soft toys that melted my heart at first sight. I scanned through the different breeds of puppies and my eyes were locked on a big, black and velvety rottweiler. I immediately checked the price and my heart sank. It was about 70RM if I am not wrong and I was almost certain at that point of time that my parents would never agree to purchase it for me. So I pretended that there was nothing that caught my eye and walked out of the shop. No matter where I was that day, my mind kept drifting back to the shop where the toy was. When dusk arrived, I did not want to leave Genting the next day with regrets so I brought my parents to the shop. I spotted a smaller version of the toy that was about 1/6 the size of the huge one and said that that was what I wanted and had been eyeing on. My father stared at it for a moment and then said something that made my want to jump and scream for joy. He said that it was too small and therefore useless so I should get the larger one. Till this day, that rottweiler is still my favourite stuffed toy dog which sits beside my bed, with its ever soft fur that never drops and a cute tag around his neck that reads 'Bruno'.

HELLO;D
im so bored waiting for Benjamin to post.
QUICKQUICKQUICK or else i cant give my comments!

anyway..
perhaps we could all bring plastic bags and tie under our desks like a rubbish bag?
o.O

Stephanie (21)

I guess I had a pretty pleasant childhood.

My two older brothers would chase me around the house, holding the toy guns, shouting at the top of their lungs, while I screamed as loudly as I could. It was practically the only time that we could make as much noise as we could without being reprimanded by our parents.

The key would slide into the keyhole softly, and the three of us would fall silent almost immediately."They're back! They're back!!".

My oldest brother would frantically scramble to his room, grabbing me and my second brother roughly by the shoulders, dragging us to the room with him.

"Hurry, hurry!" We hurriedly scrambled onto the bed, the three of us hiding under the covers, gasping for breath.

I recall fearing my parents more than anyone else, except for my tyrannical Principal who had scolded me for drinking water in class when I was in Primary 2. Till this day, I still don't see what's so horrible about drinking water in class.

I was born in Gleneagles Hospital on the 2nd of May, 1992, at about 6pm in the evening.

I wasn't a cute baby.

Period.

Growing up with my two brothers, I found myself liking most things they liked – Guns, trucks and robots. I was especially fascinated with guns – and still am. Oddly enough, I actually detested things that my female friends loved. For example, Barbie Dolls. I absolutely abhorred those ghastly creations. What were they thinking, liking such hideous and freaky things?

Another hilariously odd habit I had was the fact that I loved to suck my finger. Now, now, I know what you're thinking. Most babies do that, don't they? That's true, but I didn't kick the habit till I was 3 or 4. It was a freaky obsession with fingers that I always had.

I don't remember having a best friend until I turned 8. I got to know my best friend through my brother, and the funny thing was that I actually hated him because I thought he was the most obnoxious person that I had ever met. We started hanging out, doing cheeky things like prank-calling people, and putting staplers on the chairs of those people who bullied us. We filled water-bombs with the left-over plastic bags that were left in the kitchen, hid in a corner until my brothers came around, and attacked them. Unlike many other friendships which have ceased to exist over time, after almost 6 years, the both of us are still extremely close, doing all the usual pranking and always getting into trouble.

I remember running out of my house as a young child, leaving the door wide open. I couldn't find my mother, and the lightning frightened me. I wandered off to the bus-stop, all drenched from running in the rain. A worker found me and brought me back to my home – most of them around us either my neighbours, or friends of my parents.

I wasn't exactly hyperactive as a kid; I was just very rowdy, or rather, as my Nursery Teacher would put it, a very ' active and adventurous child''. I was injured more often than the regular kid. I was into rough play, climbing trees, catching spiders in the garden, digging holes and hiding my brother's sweets in the potted plants, swallowing a spoonful of curry on a dare, watching WWE with my brothers late at night during stayovers at my aunt's place, and fighting with my brothers with those long plastic light-sabers that were total rip-offs.

I'm not kidding.

As for childhood injuries, I recall having an operation to remove my appendix when I was about 4, leaving a really long scar where it was removed. After the operation, I clearly recall crying after I realised the little boy who was in the same ward as I was took my favourite soft toy and refused to return it. I was even more upset when my mother told me to give it to him. –frowns-

I also suffered a hairline fracture on my skull when I was 3. It was raining heavily, and I very vaguely remember being in the only one in the cab who didn't have any physical injuries. My mother was trying desperately to hail a cab to my grandmother's place. I don't know how, but somehow, I fell down and hit my head on the concrete ground, which led to the hairline fracture – which probably explains why my memory skills suck now. =.=

Well, yeah. My childhood was pretty different.

Most little girls dreamt of meeting their Prince Charming in a fairytale land.

I dreamt of fighting Big Bird on Sesame Street with an M-16. ;)

Childhood memories by Benjamin Khoo (28)

I was born Benjamin Khoo on 17th March 1992 (St Patrick's Day) at Thomson Medical Centre in the wee hours of the morning. I was the firstborn in the family and would later have a younger sister. My name was taken from the bible as my parents found the name very meaningful and suitable. The boy's name Benjamin is pronounced BEN-ja-men. It is of Hebrew origin, and its meaning is "son of the right hand; son of the south. (But I'm left handed.)

Family life was good and my parents were caring and protective. When I was born, I had jaundice and had to be warded for around two weeks, much to the worry of my parents. After I was discharged, they would take turns to carry me and simply just feel the joy of having a newborn in their hands. When I grew older, I was placed with my grandparents as my parents had to work. I attended the nearby childcare centre but I hated it there as the schedule tight and routine. The arrival of my sister meant I had to learn responsibility and look after her as she came to stay with me at my grandparents place not to long after.

My grandparents spoke in dialect and gradually, I picked up the language just by listening to them. My days were usually spent in front of the television, watching the cartoons that were available. I was an avid reader and could spend few hours on a book, especially mystery books. I was told that I loved doodling and would doodle on any thing that I could lay my hands on.

Due to both my parents working, I couldn't see my parents during the weekdays and I would call them up to talk to them whenever I felt lonely. During the weekends, my parents would occasionally bring me out to make up for the lost time and enjoyed every minute of it. I used to stay in bishan but moved to hougang when I was around 5 have been there every since.

I was on good terms with my block neighbors and we would have a game of soccer every now and then. I was very clumsy when I was young and I remembered once, during a festive occasion, I didn’t see where I was going and rolled down the flight of stairs. Luckily, I did not sustain any injuries.

ESYZ. #20.

Reminiscing The Past..

:DDDDDDDDDDD

October 27th 1992 may seem to be an ordinary date for anyone but it is indeed a very special one for me. It was the day I was brought into this world of love, joy and laughter by my parents at Thomson Medical Centre. I was named Elaine Soo at birth. The only child then.

However, I could only recall happening after the age of five. During weekdays, I stayed with my grandparents at Tampines. Life there was fun and enjoyable. I could still recall that I would go down to the playground practically every evening to have a game of 'catching', 'three blind mice', hide-and-seek', and those usual childhood games.

And during the weekends, I would return to my home in Yishun to live with my parents and my grandma. Till date, I still miss the memories I had in Yishun. I stayed on the sixth floor and apparently my extended family members occupied that entire floor. To the right, it was a family of four then, two children by the name of Wenjun and Xinyi. They were my main company when I was back at home. On Saturday mornings when the weather was clear and bright, my father would bring the three of us down to the nearby field whereby we would run around and play. Sometimes, my father would permit us to bring along a soccer ball or so. I guess we were able to click that well with one another because of our age. Wenjun is a year older than me and Xinyi is a year younger.

And as for the rest, I'll explain some other time.

It was not until 1997 that I had a younger brother, Kelvin well, he is a noisy child. I could still remember how excited I was when I heard that I was going to have a brother. Someone who would play with me when I’m bored and talk to when I do have problems. However, as time went by, I was proven wrong. I started disliking my brother, thinking that my parents always gave attention to him but not me. And that, he always gets his way no matter whether or not it was me who was right. I really could not stand his presence. During visitings, my relatives started comparing the both of us – as to who is more naughty, who looked better when was younger, etc. however, I do have a different perspective now though my brother is still as attention seeking, obstinate, and unreasonable. I no longer felt jealous what so ever. This is because; I could understand him better now. And knowing, that he is five years younger than me I could not really expect much from him and after all h is still my brother.

Back to when I was in kindergarten. I knew these two friends, Jeanette and Nikki. Both their sisters were good friends. However, I was not really close to Nikki until around primary three. Jeanette and I would play at the playground almost every day after our kindergarten lessons are over. At that period of time Teletubies were I huge craze and we were into it. She owns a ‘Lala’ and me, a ‘Po’ so we would bring them down to play. However, thinking about Teletubies now would send shivers running down my spine, due to the various rumours and stories about them. Together, we went into the same primary school, which is Griffiths Primary. The sad thing was at the end of primary two we moved to Sembawang and was transferred to Admiralty Primary. Despite this, we were still very close. I wrote letters to each other almost twice every week and chat on the phone for hours. All these stop when both of us had hand phones and see no pint in continuing. In addition, we were too busy with our daily lives (maybe this was just an excuse.)

In primary three after Jeanette left, Nikki and I became very close and up to date, we still are. We would have lunch and all those together. I could still recall a stupid incident whereby when I was being punished by my teacher to stand outside the class for not bringing my book, she accompanied saying that she had not brought hers as well. At the year of 2003 I was transferred to Rivervale Primary. We did talk online and I would return during occasions like New Year’s celebration, Teacher’s day celebration, etc.

Now, she is currently studying at Hougang Secondary and me in Xinmin secondary. Well, I guess it is kind of a coincidence that our schools are so nearby. We still do meet frequently now and then and catch up on each other’s on goings in life. I am pretty sure that no matter what we would still be there for each other since we have gone through so much together.

Well, my childhood had definitely left quite an impact in my life and there are memories that I would never forget.

Childhood Memories by Zi En (13)

I was born on 24th June 1992 in KK Women's Hospital at night time. My family consists of my father, mother and an elder brother who is six years older than me. I remembered when I was young, my grandpa and grandma lived under the same roof as us back at Ang Mo Kio. Due to some medical condition of my grandma, she was being sent to old folks' home when I was about the age of four while my grandpa continued to stay with us. Thus, I could not really recall much about the days I had with my grandma back then.

As I was the youngest in the family, I received lots of care and love from my family as well as my relatives both paternal and maternal. My parents took really good care of me, giving me the best childhood any child should deserve. My brother was always there to keep me company by playing with me after he finished his school work. As for my grandpa, he would pick me up from PAP almost everyday and bring me out for lunch after that. He doted on me the most and I was very close to him. My relatives from my paternal side came over to visit us very often too. Each time they came, I would always look forward to it as it was the time I could play with my cousins and somehow enjoy life. Every day seemed like a happy day to me.

The most memorable family vacation I had was with my relatives from my paternal side. At about the age of six or seven, we went to sentosa to stay for 3 days 2 nights. Back then, there was this place at sentosa that resembled 'Wild Wild Wet' which is located at Downtown East now. We spent very long hours there and really played till we dropped. There was one ride that caused me to be a little afraid of water. There were many slides that required the help of the float to get down, but there was this particular slide that allowed one to slide down like any normal slide in the playground. I was with my brother and my cousin, Kumiko that time and I was forced to slide down first. All I remembered was that I gulped a few mouthful of water and I almost drown in there.

Oh yeah, I remember clearly at the age of four or five, I woke up in the morning and found myself all alone at home. I walked around the house and called out to my mother, but no one responded. I got so scared and started to panic and cry. At that time I did not know what struck me, but I just went to grab my house keys and went out of house to look for any of my family members. I had the thinking in mind that no one wanted me and they just abandoned me, perhaps that was why I got very scared. I loitered outside the corridor not knowing where to start looking until my neighbor came out and brought me to her house. I could not stop crying. Grandpa came home from bakery shop and saw me in my neighbor’s house so he was the one who brought me home. Later then I found out that my mother was all along in the room, just that the blanket covered her so well that I could not spot her.

Although there were many parts of my childhood life that I could not really remember clearly, I know very well that I had a happy childhood. This happy childhood of mine would not be made possible without my loved ones who have always been there for me till now.


& this is a picture of myself with two of my favourite toys. :D

well, that's about it!(:

My Childhood-CHRISLYNtang :D

There was never a dull moment in my childhood. It would be a miracle if there were silence in the house for one full minute then if we were at home. Almost all the time, you can hear us screaming at the top of our voices, quarrelling over whose dresses were the prettiest, running around the house, playing hide-and-seek, snatching each others’ toys, jumping up and down on my parents' bed or even just plain annoying each other. Being very different from other families who had only one or two children, my family had a grand total of six kids, which of course, was the main cause of the noise in the house. We often got into scraps together (the time we broke our dad's pots of bonsai while playing ball in the garden, and then we ran away) and as a result we got punished together too (two strokes of the cane for each of us).

I was born on 9 november1992 in Mount Alvernia Hospital. When I was about one month old, a ‘strawberry’ (a name of that birthmark given by my parents to make me feel better about it I guess) birthmark appeared right in the middle of my forehead. At first my parents thought it was an insect bite or some injury of some sort and brought me to doctors. However, they found out later that it was my birthmark. This birthmark distinguished me from the rest of my siblings in all the pictures taken during my childhood. (Thank goodness it faded when I grew older)

I grew up in the same house I had been staying in since I was born. As a family rule, we were never supposed to sell the house, thus I did not move house during my childhood at all. I remember staying on a metal double-decker bed with my 3rd sister, Christie, where I stayed on the lower deck, Christie on the upper deck. There will always be this horrible creaking sound produced by the ladder when my sister climbed up the ladder linked to the upper deck. I always freak out whenever i hear the noise,especially during night time.Whenever I was frightened by the noise, I would hug my Pooh bear and my smelly bolster really tight.Once my mum wanted to throw my Pooh bear and smelly bolster away (she claimed that that were bacteria in them), i screamed and cried for at least 2 hours before she gave up the idea of throwing my Pooh Bear and smelly bolster away.Then, my Pooh bear and smelly bolster were somewhat like my best friends,the prospect of losing them was just too scary to think about.These two items were my greatest comfort during my childhood days.

Back then, I was the most accident-prone child out of the six children my parents had. I was always the one getting into scraps and getting injuries all over. Once, while I was playing hide-and-seek with my brother, Ryan, in my grandma’s house, I collided head-on to an old wooden chair, my forehead kept bleeding until my whole shirt was stained with blood. At that time, I did not feel any pain as I was more frightened of the red liquid that kept gushing out of my forehead. The only person in the house besides my brother was my 2nd sister, Chrismin. When she saw me, she nearly fainted (she is afraid of blood and faints whenever she sees it).Thank goodness she did not faint then, she immediately called for my neighbours help to send me to a hospital where I was given six stitches on my forehead. That was probably the worst and most memorable childhood injury I ever gotten.

During my childhood, I have gone on many family vacations. Out of the many family vacations I have gone on; the trip to Perth when I was about seven years old was the most unforgettable. It was not the trip itself that made it unforgettable but instead the part in the airport from Singapore towards Perth. I remembered asking my parents of I could hold my own boarding pass as all my older sisters were holding theirs. Somehow or rather, holding my own boarding pass made me feel more grown-up. Despite several reminders from my parents to hold it properly and not lose it, I still managed to lose my boarding pass. My entire family spilt up and went back to all places in the airport I have been to locate my boarding pass. In the end, a voice over the sound system in the airport announced that they found a boarding pass and read out my name asking me to report to nearest information counter. Though I was relieved that I got my boarding pass back, I was totally embarrassed and had to spend the entire flight tolerating my siblings endless teasing. (That is the bad thing about having many siblings; you will never hear the end of it)

Though these incidents might seem small and insignicant, it played a rather major part in my childhood.It taught me things that i could never learn from textbooks and also let me experienced the fun and laughter with my family in a way i know i could never experience again. These special memories of my childhood will definitely be etched in my mind forever.

Childhood ;D AudreyGoh. (1)

I am my parents' first-born and only daughter in the family. If I did not remember wrongly, I was born in Mount Elizabeth Hospital, Singapore on 30th November 1992. they named me Audrey. Though I don’t really like my name because of the way it spells, but I believe that it is a good identification and it will definitely company me through thick and thin!

Through these 14 years of birth, I found out how wonderful it was to have a family who is always backing behind you, supporting whatever decisions you are going to make. As I grew older, I realized that the affection one has on his or her family is that special and unique.

There are 6 members in my family, my parents, two younger brothers, my grandma and of course, me! I must say that my parents dote a lot on me as I am their only daughter and also, parents tend to love daughters more. Both of my parents are in their mid-40s and they set up their own business. I can say that my dad is a person who is rather strict yet reasonable. He always bother to find out the cause of each matter before blaming or reprimanding anyone of us for it. However, my mum does not seem any much like my dad. She is a shopaholic! She enjoys shopping and three-quarter of my room is filled with her shopping stuffs! I love going shopping with her.(Because of some reasons.) My two younger brothers are very young, compared to me. (At least, that’s what I think) One is 12 this year and the other 6 this year. Both of them are really naughty and they cant wait to piss me off whenever I m home. Nevertheless, I must say that it is fun just spending some time with them, and recalling all my childhood memories. My grandma is a person who is rather calm when she is faced with a situation. I have always loved her cookings. They taste so delicious, especially the dumplings that she made yearly and also all sorts of traditional food that we can find in our country. (Kuehs, Tang Yuan, … ) We have been staying together in our side-terrace in SengKang ever since the year 2000.

When I was young, I was rather shy. I would often hide behind my parents or grandmother whenever someone (stranger to me) tries coming near to me. I will cry really badly if they came forward to play or attempted to carry me. Thinking back, I suspected myself being sexist. ;X As this only happened when male relatives or friends tried so. Luckily, I walked out from such “fear” as I grow up! Though I am shy towards “strangers”, I am rather noisy and hyperactive when I am home! I will climb everywhere in the house, or simply just jumping on the beds!

However, I am really afraid of the dark. I have a kind of weird imagination whenever I am left alone in the dark. When I was young, I would sleep with the lights on. Firstly, to prevent myself from imagining weird stuffs and also I believe that having the lights on, can prevent mosquitoes from biting me too! (That’s a kid’s imagination too!)

I love teddy and soft toys! I can still remember that photograph when I was surrounded with all my teddy and soft toys! I can still remember whenever my parents bring us out for dinner or just outings, he will never fail to buy at least one such teddy for me! And gradually, I have a feeling my whole collection would be able to fill my bed! Unfortunately, my mum threw most of them away when we moved house years ago. I managed to “save” only a few of them. Out of all my soft toys, the one I like best is a grey furry doggy, with a height of around 1m. (Isn’t it cool? ;D ) Till now, it is still on my bed.
........;D This is the Dog!

I can still remember vividly the time when my parents brought the whole family out for dinner every Saturday night. My brothers and I rejoiced whenever Saturday is drawing near. The laughter over the table always never fails to warmth and touches my heart gradually. However, it is kind of sad now that this ‘routine’ of ours has stopped. Everyone in the family is busy in their own ways, one or another. I guessed everyone felt these way too. As days passed, I realized that my parents are rather busy with their own business, while my two brothers are too engrossed in playing computer games and me, always being held up by school’s enrichment and curriculum. Seriously, I am missing those nights when my brothers and I just have fun and the whole night seems to belong to ours. How I wish the night could just stay and last even longer. (:

My brother and I.

Enjoy;D

My Chidhood by Si Yun (10)

When and where I was born
On second July 1992, I was brought into this world by my mother at Mount Elizabeth hospital. My mum told me that I was a very small baby then, weighing 2510 grams and 46cm at length. A few weeks after my birth day, my mother brought me to Malaysia and I celebrated the first month of my birth at my grandparent's house. As I was said to be a baby who often cry with no particular reason, my mum was often troubled as to how to stop me from crying. So, my godmother (also my mum's sister), who had much more experience in handling children, decided to take care of me. From then on, I stayed in Malaysia, and came back only when I was about eighteen months old.
My family
My family consisted of my father, mother, elder brother and me. Sad to say, we were not a very happy family then. I could still remember the vivid images of my parents hurling bad words at each other when they quarrel over matters such as not having enough money for the family, or it would be my mum suspecting my father seeing other women outside behind her back. Just like the drama series on channel 8 isn’t it? But I can definitely assure you that its true.
As a child, I would stick more to my mother than to my father, as he was like a stranger to me. I hardly see him at home. or maybe i do see him, but its like he hardly ever communicate with me and my brother.but then, as time went by and me and my brother grow up,he seem to realise that its important to maintain a good relationship with us.yeah. so now he's a lot better than when i was young, and i'm glad about it. :D
My house
Though I couldn't remember the vivid details of how I had lived the first few years of my childhood, I do remember living in a shop-house whish used to be located near Bedok reservoir. Note that I used ‘used to’ instead of ‘was’, for I had move to my present house and was not sure whether the house still exist. Well, from what I tried to recall, the house had got stairs which connected the shop to it, which mean that the shop was directly beneath my ‘old’ house.
Trouble
This happen when I was about seven years old. As my brother and I were still little then, we did not know that our doings was wrong. Actually, what both of us really did was, we threw ice and packets of water down from our thirteen-storey flat. Can you imagine? Packets of water bags and ice falling from THIRTEEN-STOREY high!!! Just the velocity of the packet and the impact it will have on whoever that’s going to pass by is enough for parents to have a valid reason to punish children severely. But no matter what, we were only seven and eight year olds, who would be willing to punish such innocent children? Well, my parents doesn’t seem to think so… Me and my brother were made to kneel on clothes peg in front of the altar for more than one hour as punishment, and we were being caned too, by my father. We definitely learned our lessons after that particular incident.

well. i guess that's all. buh-bye.

Childhood Memories By Tang Ann Feng (37)

I was born on the 25 September 1992, in this small island called Singapore. The moment I see the first ray of light, I started crying out loud to take in my very first breath of fresh air. Soon, I was brought home to be taken care under my parents. I had an older brother; he is just four years ahead of me. When we were young, we used to quarrel and fight a lot.

My Mom and Dad have always had a strict control over both my brother and me. Sometimes, when we were fighting, my Mom would start using cane to threaten us but most of the time, we would stop. At times we didn't stop; my Mom would really give us a few strokes. My relationship with my parents is close, but I irritate them a lot that they sometimes would just mute me. As grew older, I realized that although they were strict and fierce but it's actually all for our own good and thus, I didn't really blame them. But now, they won't hit us using the cane, they would just nag which I can't stand the most including my friends.

When I entered primary school, I have an optimistic character. For example, during my primary school time, I wouldn't care much about my own results even though I failed almost all my subject. It was only until the last year of my primary school life I then realized the urge of studying. Unlike now, I have high expectation and whenever I realized that I failed to meet my own expectation, I will be very sad and questioned myself on why didn't I do better.

I can still remember that when I was at the age of 7, my family when for a family vacation on cruise. It was my first time experience on the cruise and I was filled with excitement. There are lots of activities in the cruise such as family time; we would play chess as a family verses another family. There are also arcades in there, where my brother and I belong to. Both of us would always play until quite late that our parents have to pull us back into our room to rest for the next day. I find this trip a enjoyable one where all the four of us can actually bond more together and I believed until today, I am not the only one who remember this.

But unfortunately, few months later I had to be hospitalised not because of what the cruise had done to me. But it was on a Chinese New Year celebration, my aunt, my cousins and I went down to the NTUC Fairprice to buy some sweets and also to look for some drinks. I was on the trolley and my cousin pushed me and the last push was the hardest and then they release their hand causing me to hit one of the shelves that then cause the trolley to "cap-size" and the handle caught my arm and then later did I knew that my arm was fractured. Until today, you can actually still see the operation mark on my right arm. And it's gonna be forever, but bear in mind that i have never blame my cousin for causing this.

And of course after this, I went on to primary school right? There is this memory that i can still remember clearly in my mind and that is I got slap by a girl when I was primary one. Oh my, can you imagine? I know you want to know what happen right? Hold on i will explain slowly, when i entered primary school, my parents thought that it would be good that I can take the school bus. And so, on the third day, we were all queuing up to go home while the bus is coming.. We were all lined up in one line and I was chatting with the girl in front of me. The guys behind started pushing me but they failed to for the first few times. In the end, i couldn't with it, they seceded and I fell in front and kiss the girl by accident. Without any hesitation, she gave me a slap.

Now that you know my childhood, what about yours?