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Retro

Sunday, August 28, 2005

the way home
it touches my heart after watching the show at channel U. it reminds me of myself in my younger days... if i did not remenber wrongly i was 9 years old then. my grandpa stay just a few blocks away from us. as my mother was worried that i would be alone at home, so she asked my grandpa to babysit me. everyday after school without fail, my grandpa would wait for me at the void deck. he would cook lunch for me and prepare water for me to bathe (those days not everyone owes a heater).
i am just like the little kid in the show, stubborn and self fish. there was once incident which i refused to go back home with my grandfather. i insisted to go back to my home. i argued with him and in the end he gave in to me. he escorted me home and stayed at my home with me til my sister came home. thinking back to those days, i was insensible. (shake head)
i miss my grandpa..

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