BFMP #2 ~ Primary School Part 1

Sometimes, it takes a whole lot of effort to recall your early childhood.

Primary 1 for me was a total blur as I don't have any memories of it whatsoever... for now anyway. Maybe it will come back to me as I make my blog postings of BFMP more frequent.

Now primary 2 i remember some of it.

I recall vividly the first day of school. It was also the first time that I was attending S.R.K. Limpoon 1, Batu Pahat. My dad being a government servant had been transferred to Batu Pahat that year and I was enrolled in that school.

My class was overlooking the school field in which the field was not covered with grass but sand. The school at that time was not gated and had a mountain stream flowing along the fringes of the school.

On that day, dad sent me to school and accompanied me to my class. Now for an 8 year old kid, a new environment can be a scary one especially when you know you will not be with familiar people.

Dad sent me to class, had a word with the teacher, gave me some instructions and then he made his way to work. I don't think I cried but there was a feeling of being lost in a class with total strangers.

I also remember that in Primary 2 I had a best friend called Esen (think that's how his name was spelt) and the friendship only lasted for the duration of Primary 2. I think he moved to another town later that year.

There are more stories of my primary years which I will dwell in my next BFMP.

Cheers!

BFMP.. well, sort of...

Blast from my past. This is the title that i've chosen for my blog which i will attempt to recall bits of my life from childhood till where i am now. Bits of my life that i think would have made a difference for me. Of course there will be the good memories and bad ones as well. The objective of this blog is to have an account of of my life for my friends and more importantly my family to read about errr... well.... me. Eventually...

I would want my children to be able to read about their dad when he was a kid just like them and the things i did of which some i may not be too proud of. But then hopefully they would realise that their dad was also human. Hey, the thought of me being where i am now in this place and time is in itself an achievement!

I would want my friends to be able to read about this friend which was also more or less just like them. Things some of us went thru before and generally the good times... and there were many of them.

My accounts may skip from my earliest childhood memories to adulthood to teenage years and so on based on what comes to memory first.

So to start it all off this will be my first account of BFMP......

My earliest memory of kindergarten was me dressed in my kindy uniform waiting for the school transport in Kluang, Johore. The school transport was a school bus or a van. Don't remember that as most things look rather big at that age. I supposed i would have been around 5 or 6 at that time.

I remember being dressed in a green and white checks design (small square ones) uniform with a sailor collar (i suppose those things were cool in that day and age) and waiting for the school transport outside my home with an auntie or nanny. That's as far as it goes in terms for kindy. Don't remember the classes or the friends that time.

Not exactly a good start for BFMP #1 but it's still one nonetheless...

Till the next blog... cheers!