1 of 12: genesis.
Sunday, August 12, 2007
mused @ 4:02 PM
in 1986 in mount alvernia hospital , a small cry broke the silence in the night. 3am in the morning, it could have been a cry of warning to the world. the wonder was why the name, to which an answer was given, but to him it was also amusing that a name was given that meant burden. one that brought warning and punishments. but also, the name was significant, because his namesake was called by God to do His work. one that wasn't his actual job.
at the end of august 1986, a group of babies were baptized together at a chapel, and that would seal their fate for the next 2 decades.
the first few years, were hazy. picking up a dialect that he can't speak fluently anymore but at the same time appreciating teochew cuisine. fried wantons were a favourite and still are. he loved his grandmother and still very much does.
the early years were spent in tampines. a place fading away quickly. certain memories of a giraffe at the zoo and godparents are all that are left.
in 1990, the housing changed to a place larger, a place now he is familiar with. he was now not alone and he had 2 more, a sister and a brother as well.
in 1992, he attended his first form of formal education. kindergarten notwithstanding, at a place he called school. it was st hilda's primary and the class was py 9.
'go forward'
at that time, that was the only way to go. and the future was still unseen.
and then, he was 6.
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