Wednesday, March 02, 2005

My mom brought her primary two kids to the Bird Park. They were on a bus on their way to the Park.

Student X: Why the animals dont jump out of the forest and eat us up?

Student Y: Because if the animals jump out they would be run over by the cars.

Student Z: Because there is a fence so the animals cannot climb over.

Oh man, this reminds me of primary school when i'd asked questions like this. Kids just can be so cute and innocent.

Anyway we had PE today at East Coast Park and it was horrible. The field was muddy and i kept slipping all over. Wasn't fun and it really disappointed me. After that i made my way to parkway to accompany Christian to print his camera pictures. It took so long because before us there was a mat/mina couple who couldn't figure out how to work the computer. We had lunch later at the food court and waited for my mom to pick me up. Guess the highlight of the outing was the image that Christian inserted into my mind about his homeland. Mr Khoo spoke about it before, the audacity of the bribary going inside of indonesia. Like how you can buy exam papers for $20, how you can change your results by just giving money under the table. How a family tries to survive on a measly $60 a month. How a house/hut was used to house a family of 6 with the living quarters smaller than Christian's toilet. He also told me that people over they think about whether they can afford tomorrow's lunch whereas we Singaporeans think about whether we can afford the latest iPod. How money is stolen from the beggers on the streets. Doesnt sound like good place at all does it. Where crime intoxicates the streets and corrupted people grow rich when the poor grows poorer.Christian says he is lucky to be able to afford to come to Singapore whereas i thank God that im born in Singapore. This sunny island where we complain of the humidity, of the scorching heat, of the lousy teachers, of the lousy studying hours, of the long school hours, of the awfully long bus rides, of not getting a seat on the mrt, of the spoilt air-con, of the cold food served on our table and of our unwashed dirty clothing in the laundry basket. Okay time for me to go back to study for my chinese test to attempt to pass it FINALLY.

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