Part 1 of my biography ends with grandma being admitted to the hospital. She passed away in the hospital shortly after. There was a grand funeral for her below our old house under the block of those Redhill 7th storey flat. I have no memory of the funeral at all, guess I was still too young then. All the memory I had was when I go through the photo album of the funeral.
Some of the memory I had of grandma was one of which she brought me to a jewellery shop at Chinatown to have my ear lopes pierce. I had vivid collection of myself sitting on the chair, crying hysterically when my ear lopes were pierced. And believe it or not, that's the only ear holes I have since then till now. I never had the courage to or should I say I actually didn't seriously have the intention to pierce anymore holes on myself, as I don't really wear earrings all the time. The other memory of my grandma I had was that she brought me to Chinatown for those car rides. Those which you pay a small amount for like a 15mins rides around the enclose open area for the rides.
My grandma was a motherly figure which all her sons loved dearly. I was told she was the best mother one ever had. She married my grandpa, dutifully fulfilled her part as a wife and a mother to her seven children. My grandpa was not a good husband nor is he a good father. I was told he don't his part as a husband. He doesn't support the family, he don't take care of his kids, he womanize and abuses my grandma. That reminds me of someone which I will slowly reveal in the later part of my biography.
To Be Continue...
