it was a quiet evening when john and i stumbled into the yellow-blue-(and now red) building. on the school building some distance away a bible verse was etched across the top level - "Remember your creator all the days of your youth".
the covered play area (or as i always thought - the cupboard play area...terrible listening i had) was spotless, and the sticky flubber thing from primary three - that had been tossed upward by some mischief - was gone. many things were gone. but this was still a part of me. it was where i took those first formative steps toward schooling life. and here i was again. many years down. the past and present seemed to converge, as i took john down for a walk down memory lane.
the hopskotch boxes were available - whipping out the old wallet (always works), and john whipping out, first cheesy (to which i declined) then a couple of 'miaow' sweets, we began a round of innocent hopping. a real trip back to the old times, when such games - together with police and thief, pepsi cola 1 2 3, kuti-kuti (and more) fascinated our young minds. and they still do, now and then they still do. (:
and there. the school was different now. but yes, there's always a part that doesn't change and that remains forever and ever, and that part is in all our hearts. our minds. and our memories. these things don't fade.
memories. of 1D class fight, innocent barricades made of piles of school bags, artillery in the form of paper balls, confrontation with plastic files, and i got punished. another time, a second punishment, for harassing the girl who sat next to me in P2, for poking her pencil case and stationery. what a naughty boy i was. but it was fun. and memorable.
memories. of friends. teachers. and all who made a difference. and now. one day. maybe one day. our paths will cross again.
we had to climb over the gate later. they locked us out. (: john would fondly recall (:
and there. another bout of nostalgia. like tim always does. again and again. thank God for all the times He has been faithful (:
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