Happiness is finding that rare ‘firecracker’ flowers because it reminded me of the very few moments I had spent with my father. I remembered long, long, long, long (something like 3 decades ago) my father showed me these flowers which made a ‘pop’ sound when squeezed. (never mind that my #2 son complaint that my big bum is taking up the whole tiny lane whereby everyone has to squeeze through because I was squatting there, butt in the air, nose on the ground, just for that perfect photo)
And if that single flower moment had stayed on in my mind, then, shouldn’t I make sure that I leave my kids with enough happy childhood memories to last them a lifetime? Like letting them get drenched with the sprinkler at the Youth Park? How can any parents deny their kids the joy of running round and round the sprinkler on a hot, hot day? It is our lucky day today ‘cos no one stopped them from this spur-of-the-moment childhood whims. Oh yeah, got a lot of spoilsports who said, “aiyoh, can get sick, water so dirty, can get white fungal spots, can get chills, against telur (the law)”. To them, go find monkeys and get diusss…. The fun and thrill are priceless.