I was chatting with few friends in Facebook.
“Lisa, it’s been a while we chatted! How’s your parents? Send my regards from Penang 🙂 I miss my mom so much already tsk tsk” – J (in her 30’s, working in Penang)
“I missed you too J ^_~. Hrmm.. my parents are fantastic basically. Spent the day with my dad with his favourite subject, cars. Men and cars.. haha! I have always found that calling parents up when I miss them helps” – Lisa, a law student studying in Shah Alam.
“I call my mum every Saturday..after call..always feel lega (relieved) and relieved (not idea why he wrote lega and relieved together haha)..like have no problem..weird !! – Jimmy, a manager currently working in Dubai.
“Muakss Lisa..good you are close to your dad..sure he can advise you about guys :p It is better to talk to them in person..ya talked to my mom in the morning” – J
“He has only one response to questions about men actually. “Lu belajar dulu.”
“Erhmm…. or he gives me his famous ape ke hal (what is the matter) look and walks away silently. *chuckle*
Fathers will never end becoming jealous of the other men in your life, do they? hehe… and I will try to either call or drive home every week. ^_~ If not something missing in my life. I think everyone shares this sentiment lah.” – Lisa
“Wah, your bapak ber- lu and gua with you? 😀 hahaha!” – Bong, yours truly lol!
“Yeah…. even to my mom. Sometimes when I talk with my parents other ppl would think either 1) gaduh besar (big fight) or 2) mak oih kurang hajar punya anak…(what a rude kid!) but it’s how we talk to each other when we disagree. Jenis yg cakap lepas (talk without holding back) and tak simpan dalam hati.(literally : never keep it in the heart) We’re a highly sarcastic bunch, but we whoop ass! – Lisa
“I can imagine that 😀 Actually I talk that way to my dad. My mom, I talk soft bit haha.” – Me
“If I talk like that to my parents..my dad will beat me silly !!! Still remember he beat me with the dining table chair..I skipped class with my brother and went to the beach instead..He beat us good and then left us out in the heat with only our underwear on… Good times hehehe ” – Jimmy
“Garang siot your dad…(Your father damn fierce)” – Lisa
“Time kecik I selalu kena kejar keliling rumah (When I was little I always been chased around my house) with my dad holding either a rotan (cane) or a belt. Sorok bawah katil (Hide below the bed), nyorok atas pokok (hide on trees) sebab takut (below I was scared), or yg paling tak boleh belah panjat pagar rumah jiran (if i did the worst, I climbed over to my neighbour’s house) and sit it out until he hruumpphh elsewhere, but always kena one. It wasn’t funny then but it is hilarious now.” – Lisa again 😛
“Our generation, mak bapak all garang garang hehe. Belt, rotan, hose, cloth hanger, semua I dah rasa lol. Sedap. I remember, I ‘negotiated’ at bathroom with my mom. I hold the hose and I didn’t want to let go unless she stop hitting me. She said yes, so I let go, but I still kena pukul muahahahaha! Memang bodoh, kena tricked. After a while I became smarter, I ran away everytime my mom or dad tried to hit me haha. Waited somewhere outside for a while, then only came back, for makan malam. LOL!” – Me
(I am too lazy to translate anymore.. just read it as it is lah k? :P)
“Kelakar kan time kecik?? We only appreciate why they do what they do now.” – Lisa
“If they did not do it like that..we wont be what we are right now yes?..My parents weapon of choice are more or less the same as Bong’s…hose is the most feared one..pedih siootttt” – Jimmy
“No eh, I was scared of hanger. Issh.. but hose memang berbekas la. Hahaha!” – Me
“I still scared shit of my dad. Till today they don’t know I smoke and used to drink and go clubbing 🙁 ” – Patty, a lady in her late 30’s
“It is not too late, I can help to tell him for you. *Wink!” – Me
“You will not just be bald… You will be headless too muahahaha!” – Patty
My parents were very strict with us back then – me, my younger brother and sister. I still think my parents were more strict to me compared to my brother and sister because I am the eldest son.
Physical punishments were common in those days. I guess nowadays parents are more soft in their approach in educating their kids and many do not believe in ‘whacking’ their kids silly. Which one is the better approach?? We never know for sure, right?
Even with such a strict upbringing, when I was a kid I was really naughty and mischievous. I did many bad things that my parents never know until now haha! (I hope they are not reading this now.. hehehe) What is the worst thing you all did that goes unpunished? 😀
Let me see, just to let out some worms from my can…
I lied about me being suspended from school hostel. For 2 weeks, I had no place to stay but I never tell my parents. The suspension started right after a school holiday and I went back to school like normal after saying goodbye to my parents, boarding the bus to Miri. (I was studying in Miri, my hometown in Sarikei). When I reached Miri, I lied to a friend of my mom that the hostel I was staying was under renovation. She let me stayed for 2 weeks. (This is a long story, for another blog post in future)
I stole books from library when I was 7 to 9 years old because, I love to read too much (really! I still love to read very very much!), and we were only allowed to borrow 2 books at a time. 1st time, didn’t get caught, 2nd time, 3rd time.. I never kena caught. (Luckily those days spycams weren’t so popular and affordable!! Haha! ) I stole a lot of books and my room became crammed with books and it would look suspicious to my parents. Those books are quite thick, those Enid Blyton, Nancy Drew series and some Malay novels.
So I hid the book below this one broken car in front my house, a very old car. When I couldn’t do that anymore because the space below the car getting less and less because of the books, I brought the books and threw it at this one place everytime I was on my to the library. Behind this building, it was like a small jungle, the area was covered with thick bushes and I just dumped the books there. Haha!
The books below the car, one day people found it. Some people I cannot remember, they lifted up the car, I mean, moved it to other place. All the books below the car already ‘rotten’. I just kept quiet. LOL!
Ehem, I have more stories to tell but I should stop for now. We have all the time for more stories next time.
I did many bad things I am not proud of la. 🙁 Writing this out, I am not trying to glorify my escapades when I was a kid. Just reminiscing the past and as a reminder to myself not to repeat the mistakes I did. 🙂 Haha!