A few weeks ago,my parents decided to have dinner in Taman Sentosa.We were getting bored with going to the same shops nearby my house all the time.Taman Sentosa was a great place for a change.
After dinner,my parents decided to drive past my old house in Taman Sentosa.My old house still had the same look.The only difference was that the garden in front had been altered.Sitting in back seat,I stared at the house while recalling my old memories.
When I was young,my sister and parents were everything to me.When my father was not at home,my mom used to play Barney cassettes for me while she did the house chores.I used to sit and watch and sing along with the characters in the cartoon.I used to take care of my sister in the hall.At that time we were very close and rarely fought.
As I got a little bigger,I started fighting with my sister.We used to fight over small things such as toys,teddy bears and cartoons.No matter how much we fought,we would still get back together after a few hours.
I still remember to the school I used to go to.....................SK Taman Klang Jaya.I was very naughty when I was there.During recess,my friends and I used to play football using bottle in the badminton court although our teacher told us not to.I escaped punishment most of the times.Till today,when I meet my old friends,we still discuss the fun we had during school.
The field in front of my house was my play kingdom.I used to go to the playground almost every evening to play on the swings and slides with other friends.I really had a lot of fun that time.My friends and I used to play "police and thief".We used to run here and there without worrying about our safety.
Cycling..................that's one thing that will never leave my heart.I learned to cycle even before I got into school.At 7 years old,I used to cycle around my house for a long time.The year after that,I started venturing far into Taman Sentosa.I was around 9 when I really started to have fun with my bicycle.I used to race with the big boys in another field near my house.Then,I used to cycle till the end of the housing area.I used to go to my friends house without my parents knowledge.I used to lie to them and go to my friends house to play games.Till today,my parents don't know about these things.
Till today,I still can't forget the mango tree in front of my house.My parents planted it when they had just moved in.According to them,the mangoes which bear on that tree have the best taste when compared to other mangoes.I can't agree less with their statement.The mango has a kind of mixture of tastes.That's one thing which I'll not be able to get now.
As I drove away from my old house,I realised that I've actually missed my old house more than I thought.Although Taman Sentosa in known for its high gangsterism rate,I still love it more than my house now.I dearly miss all the great fun I had in my old house.
It's great to have and recall old sweet memories.It provides our heart with some kind of warmth at times that we need the most.I still think of my old house today..............but I know that I'm unable to go and stay there again.Memories of my old house will stay in my heart forever.No matter where I am,nothing will beat the feel of staying there.................and I know it for sure.........................
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