Some Things Never Change

It recently occurs to me that some things do not change much over the years from one generation to the next.

Maybe it is because my parents still stay in the same old place where I grew up in.

When I was still a tiny toddler, my dad used to bring me downstairs in the evening and sit by one of those old fashioned bench facing the road and watch vehicles go by. He would point out that the buses are approaching and what their service numbers are.
These days my dad still do the same thing... not for me of course :-) but for Justin baby as a grandpa. This soothes baby Justin the same way it did for me.

When I was two plus, I visited the doctor downstairs for fever and my mum always reminds me about how I was once scolded by the doctor for crying too much when given the jab. I think his exact words were "So big already still cry!" By the way, this doctor has a reputation of being stern with his young patients. Yesterday, I brought Justin baby to this same doctor. Yes, the very same one. Age has caught up with him (and me) but I am still a little intimidated by his firm disposition. He pressed down Justin baby's tongue hard to examine his mouth and ordered the nurse to sponge him from head to toe due to his high temperature. In a split second, baby Justin's screaming and wailing filled the entire clinic... and maybe even the shop next door. Mr no-nonsense-doctor showed no empathy except "Why so fierce?!?"

I am sure I will be able to pick up a lot more childhood memories of my own along the way as long as a large part of baby Justin's growing up journey is spent in this little old flat of my parents.

Time To Say Goodbye

We got acquainted just not too long ago

And I had never thought of having you sold

It was definitely not my intention

To make you feel so forsaken

Our affair may be brief

but I am already filled with grief

I am sad but it is not shown on my face

Afterall it was a decision I have made

I will always remember how we used to zip around

East to West and sometimes around town

And how I loved your big round speedometer & quirky buttons

And how I enjoyed flicking to change your night light colours

Oh how you suffered these past months

Soaking in rain and baking in sun

Car wash has been a very rare treat

and I did nothing much to keep you happy and clean

From now on you are no longer with me physically

But I promise you will always be part of my memories

So long, Farewell, my dear MINI

Hope you find someone who will take care of you better than me