I remember the days

Living and working in KL nowadays is such a contrast to living in Selama Perak in my early years. Life then was simple. We don't own any form of tranport save for the bicycles, no TV, no air condition, no telephone, no handphone, no computers, no washing machine and no..... in other words whatever we consider as necessary now was just unheard of then. The house itself was a small two rooms house.

School was about a mile away. It was made up of just two blocks of one storey building. One block houses the classrooms, six in all if I remember correctly while the other smaller block houses the office. Every morning, I would walk to school about a mile away from the family house. In standard four, I was given an old bicycle which used to be my brother's. From then on, this bicycle would be my faithful companion, be it going to school or anywhere else.

My father rented a small space in a restaurant in Selama town. This would be his office where he would be earning his living by servicing the kampong folks helping them to write simple letters, deals with the district office, fill forms, make queries etc.

Life was simple. There was always enough food on the table although I don't think he ever earned enough. I don't remember father had any saving. Whatever earned was spent right away in order to keep the family going. Nevertheless, life was still fun.

Mother was the one who took care of us while father goes to work. She was caring, very understanding and a loving mother. There's nothing more we could have asked of her. She carried out her task very well, always there when we needed her.