I know I said I was gonna blog about Zhang Wei… But let’s push that later in time.
Let’s travel 8 years back in time, to 2004 when I was in K2.
Everybody likes it when Kindergarten children go out as a group, holding hands with each other and always so alert to the surroundings. Don’t we? Yes we do.
I went to a private kindergarten, I didn’t start off there, I transferred there. Before that I went to Little Tots in Bukit Batok, but I was transferred away because apparently one day I pooped in my diapers and the teachers didn’t change nappies for me and my parents got pissed with the service. But that’s another story. Tell me if you want me to blog about that story through any way of communication. Then I shall decide if I wanna blog about that. But anyway.
So one fine day my kindergarten teacher announced to us K2s ” Children, we’re going to the Mini Mart uphill to buy snacks. You’ll be separated into 2 groups, one will go tomorrow, one will go the day after tomorrow. Remember to bring some money, but not too much. $2 is enough. ” I was in the second group.
The next day, the first group set off to the mini mart and came back with snacks. Oh the admiration in my eyes as I watched them eat their snacks hungrily. Us Kindergarteners don’t get to out outdoors very often, so when we do, hell are we excited.
Finally the next day came and it was my group to go uphill to the mini mart.
I remember my excitement and I was like screaming to my friends. Childish me.
So anyway we set uphill, holding hands and forming a human chain. I held tightly to my friend’s hand, afraid to let go.
We finally reached the mini mart, and my teacher pushed open the door. The shopkeeper was an Indian woman and the sight of some super cute kindergarten children put a wide smile on her face.
Choosing things was never easy for a Kindergarteners.
Twisties, Tic Tac, Cheeseballs, Doritos, Monster noodle.
And then is struck me.
YAM YAM.
Cause baby you’re a firework, come and let your colours burst.
Like an orphan finding his long lost mother, I ran to the Yam Yams. Vanilla, strawberry and chocolate.
I love chocolates.
It was 1 dollar ++ I can’t remember how much, but I paid and soon we all gathered outside with our desired snacks. We went back to the kindergarten.
I showed off my delicious Yam Yam like it was a Oyster pearl. Of course I didn’t share with anyone, I mean who shares pearls with each other unless you’re like lovers with them. Which I was not in a relationship at age 6.
I ripped open the package and…. ……. … … … …
There were only 6 sticks
I was so sad.
It’s funny how they give you so much cream for so less sticks. Such a waste.
Hey Yam Yam air company was kind enough to put sticks and chocolate inside their packet of air. I appreciated that extra gift, thanks a lot.
So anyway that was my first shopping experience in Kindergarten without my parents, and it’s an unforgettable one.
This innocence is so beautiful.
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