Mother and sons cramped into car and crapping…
Mader : When I was your age, right after I finished my SRP (now PMR), I took my first plane ride. ALONE! You know…..
Son : Aiyah, don’t talk about you.
Mader : I flew all by myself to Ipoh to attend Amy yee-yee wedding. ALONE. You know….That time hor, Ah Mah had gone first. Left me alone at home. I go for my exam, then go airport. ALONE. You know…..
Son : Aiyah…don’t talk about your age.
Mader : You think tomorrow if I send you to the airport, you can land safely in KLIA or not ah?
Son : HAIYOR, DON’T TALK ABOUT YOUR AGE!!!
Mader : You see lah, your mader damn daring, 15 years old only, dare to fly on my own. Never take plane before, don’t even know how to put on seat belt…..ALONE. You know… Some more, I girl, you know……
Radio in the background with some community messages brought to you by Mix FM.
#2 son to #1 son : Eh, man, turn the volume louder.
#2 son : Nah, Mader, you listen. Don’t talk, just listen….
#2 son : YOU SEE, LAST TIME WHEN YOU WERE MY AGE, GOT NO PEDO, NO LIQUID EXPLOSIVE, NO MAD TERRORISTS, NO PERVERT JAPANESE, NO RAPIST, NO MOLESTER…..
You hear what the radio just said? Even 8 years old girl in the playground is not safe anymore.
Mader : Ok lah, ok lah, wateva. Still…..when I was your age…..
How much things have changed, isn’t it?
P/S : Let’s take part in the One blog post for Free Burma. Go on, sign up. It is still not too late. It’s an order. Say, YES MADAM! Show the world that we Malaysian bloggers support our neighbouring country. And let’s pray for victory to the oppressed. Plus, pray that we won’t be the ones like that one day.