My earliest childhood memory is of my kindergarten days. As with most lower middle-class families, i attended the PAP Kindergarten in the HDB heartlands (in my case, the Kim Seng area).

I remember dressing up in the blue kindergarten uniform. I remember my little back pack. And i especially remember the small black board issued by the teacher. (more…)

“No Granny, you can’t push tooth paste back into the tube once its out!” exclaimed my brother and me.

It was a lazy sunday afternoon at home. My bro and me were having some fun teasing Granny. She loves to play with her grand children. She has 3 surviving children of her own, my Dad’s the youngest and the only surviving son. My uncles all died young from disease and stuff. She never talks about it. My bro and me are her youngest grand children. She simply adores us. (more…)