Pre School in Jalan Imam Bonjol

What I can remember back then..started kinder schooling at Imam Bonjol. The bungalow house has ample compound to roam and set with few mango tree plus two flagpole right in front of the house. There were Malaysia and Indonesia flag. The whole house were covered with mosquitoe netting. So much so that all doors and windows can be opened all day long except night fall. Behind the house was the maid quarters. On the left handside was our neighbour cum landlord ( a Sumateran old lady who made yummy Minang cuisines).

Every morning Bibik would walked me to school with some money as fees along with 1 kg of rice( guess that is also part of the fees). The uniform consist of three sets-one in batik, another in yellow and brown pinafore and the last is the outing attire. I didn't remember learning as much headache but more of sheer joy singing, dancing, making friends. Sometimes we would visit the neighbourhood of those in mishaps or sick with some gift. At some weekends were spent celebrating birthday parties of school mates who happen to be staying within the same vicinity. Once we went for a movie with the entire class and the class teacher watching a Japanese occupation war movie but I went with my Bibik. Returning home in a rickshaw along with my elder sister Che Yang.

Reminiscing those days when I accompanied one of our old Bibik for treatment on her hunch at a 'weird' accupuncturist. Che yang went too for her blisters treatment. The scent of the accupuncture needle burnt can still be remembered till today. Whats so significant about this healer is that he feeds on flowers and he has weird regiment that is really strange to others. May be he's a pawang there. He lived just a few block away from our house.

Smelling the mango tree was my once passion. More so than picking ripe mangoes. Another memory was having pets of our own- some rabbits and some birds set at the garage. Nonetheless, they are shortlived. Maybe not exposed to the sun outside. Too many incidents to pen especially how I end up getting eggs on my forehead upon achievement to climbed up on the top of the flagpole only to be wung at the opposite direction and it finally hit my head.....silly...funny but mere fun of growing up.....