Today went with my father to visit my grandma... I am not exactly very close to her I guess... But i know its just something we have to do to show respect for your elders... So I sort of do it half heartedly... There are things that I do whole heartedly and half heartedly, but i guess sometimes ppl can't really see cause i always looks so real on the outside... Then i met my cousin Chuin who is studying to be a social worker, my other cousin Ping who is studying in Australia, and a few uncles and aunties.
If you dunno, my father's side of the family is one that treasure their roots and very traditional. My grandfather came from Guang Zhou, Qing Yuan village (I can only remember the toilets there... i rather do my businesss in the woods). At that time, my grandfather had a wife and a son. After that he came to singapore and married my gradnmother who was the daughter of a owner of a medical shop. Then a few of my grandfather's friends from the same village set up an association in chinatown for all people from QY to gather in that place in the future. After that my father, uncle (deceased), and 2 aunties were born. Up to now, my father is still very active in the association and literally forced us to be members of the club, not that i am very enthusiastic cause the medial age from ppl from that club is 60. Basically what they do there now, is plan activities, play mahjong, sing 6os generation ktv songs (like Liang Shan Bo and Zhu Ying Tai). I dun really enjoy going there, but me and my siblings and mother just go there for formaility sake. We Just dun feel contributing, cause we are 2nd or 3rd generation members. Anyways i am just here to tell my roots. My fathers side is one who is very particular with respect for elders and manners, especially when talking and eating. I always am the last to eat, lots of rules when eating or handling chopsticks at reunion dinners, cannot cross chopsticks with your elders, must be polite to elders, and palms must be facing up when using chosticks to kiap something. Its a bit sickening but I think i sort of got used to it... Just put on a fake smile and fake front and be polite to anyone even if i really hate doing it...
I have been thinking about my brother's relationship and me... well , sometimes i really cannot stand him... but well, he is my brother. Sometimes i find him so different from me... He is just so contented with life. Which is good but not so good for a guy living in Singapore... but i still love him. I dun say i love him but I do it in small ways such as buying food for him, or making him some dinner sometimes and cleaning his tortoise tank(though i hate to do so).
Anyways, tomorrow I am going to sentoa... Hope I have a fun day!!!
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