Born as the last one… / Growing up through child hood, guarded by my mother / Surrounded by pair of brothers and sisters / Pairs of grandmothers / Several uncles and aunty completed by cousins / (Honestly it was a 21 couples of uncle and aunty) / A town full of neighbors / Bunch of peers…. / Familiar faces all around
Life were so truly wonderful / Everyday you wake up with a new dream / Riding on the back of the pick up/ Aim for Tanjung pasir on the weekend / Climbing the branch of the red flowery tree / Digging the sand, looking for kabia / Cruising to the nearest island with the fisherman boat
Days filled with playing schedule / Just to laugh and have a good time / From rubber rope jumping game / Flying kite while running around the field with brothers / Reading and catching the wind / Chasing the firefly / Grew with the elder and the twins / And sing “lala and sasa” with them / And the school is my palace / To learn new thing and to hear new stories / Open the mind into another door / To numbers and alphabets / Listening about the legend / Inspiring people / Hideous creatures
Feeling the thrill to hear / the enchanted stories of the black orchid in Papua/ Toki’s stories on Buncil / The grab on my feet before pillow time / A mommy pretend monstrous to be / Full of imagination and fantasy / Millions of idea / Where everything is possible / / And all you jealous about is the height of the refrigerator / To grab the ice cream above
Years passed by…. / When I’m felling reckless and weary / I riding my bike back to Tanjung Pasir / Through pintu air / Riding along the tunnel / To captured those memories / Grateful for each experience
For the things that shaped me / I just glad I grew up this way
ps: I dedicated this to my dearest uncle, a father in my childhood I wish you could just see me by now, miss you lot cek
Transferred from my old blog on October 23rd 2007