thoughts escaping my mind
.. and then some thirty sixes bitterly turning thirty seven in January.
It was my class’ 20th reunion and we had a gathering on 8th August 2008. Whoever decided to organise this, didn’t really care that we had to miss the Beijing Olympic Games Opening Ceremony for this.
But we didn’t seem to miss it. Maybe if it had been a whole bunch of boys, that might have been different.
I was walking past a school when I saw this banner:
Okay, I’m sure these kids must feel proud to be put on a banner right at the main gate.
maybe not the kids, but surely their parents feel something. Maybe one of the parents paid for the banner. Maybe all the parents went dutch and paid for it.
Either way, there must be a reason why the boy is practically scowling. Do I hear “mugger toad”?
Or maybe he’s scowling because he knows he’s 5 points before irritating Gina. And now the whole world has to know too.
Now take away the congratulations, take away the aggregate score, they’d look like really friendly criminals (save for the boy) or runaway kids seen on the back of a milk carton.
And you know in TV, they’re always asking for multi-racial elements. Why doesn’t it apply to schools? Where’s the top Malay kid, Indian kid, or Others kid?