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!=)


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