Remember...

"Hey A*i, I want to perm and dyed my hair leh!" And this just spurned a whole chain of memories...

Had my short baby hair permed once. Long time ago;when i was still in my primary school. And yes, it was a disaster. I became the laughingstock of my family (except for my mom; she's the cause for it all. If she had never dragged me to that nyonya hairdresser of hers!) I had to wear bandanna around my head all the time. But still they grinned and laughed.

At school, it got worse. I was teased by my schoolmates. They called me 'Negro',poked and made fun of me. One of them got too rough and pushed me down the long flight of staircase. I fell down the stairs and broke my leg. When they saw how much pain i was in, they crowded round me and brought me to the Sick Room. I was already in so much tears then; my leg hurt so much.

My teacher then tried to call my parents who were then at work. But none of them could come. Was feeling very sad and angry then. And who had offered to come and fetch me but my late grandfather. Seeing the condition i'm in, he carried me home all the way. Without so much as grumbling; with a smile on his face told me to bear with the pain and we would reach home soon.

Hmm..funny how words can bring back some bad and good memories eh...