BLACK AND WHITE ~ AND THEN SOME

When I was a child I looked at life in black and white. I wondered why people would choose to be nasty when they could be good. I wondered why adults could not understand children. I wondered why parents needed to fight and mess things up. I wondered and then some.

When I grew up....... I wondered no more. 


Because life threw me the same challenges. The challenges of making choices and of dealing with mistakes.  It was like life started all over again. But for different people.  Wouldn't it be good if we learnt from life's lessons? And then some?


hAPPY nEW yEAR!


Watch out for those curve balls! And then some...

                                           My grandparents with seven of their eight children and a grandson. My mother stands in the back row centre.

                                                                                          Dad

                                                                              Mom and I


Kitten moments ~ 

                                                                                    My illiterate years

                                           

 

             Secrets? Or just breathing into E's ear?

 

"Visiting our cousins at Monkey Garden. " said Dad

                                                                                           All set to party

 

                                                                         Grinning

Foodie moments ~

Mom grating coconut on a wooden stool grater. It looked like a little wooden animal with a sharp zig-zagged metal lip.... widely used before commercially scraped coconut meat were available. Fully ripened coconuts were bought whole and in bunches, cracked opened with a cleaver, its meat grated in its shell and then squeezed for its milk. It is a morning task in preparation for lunch ...obviously before our morning baths..

An antique coconut grater stool ~ what I would pay to have one.  Image taken from here.

The ultimate snack food ~ popping whole roasted peanuts with the shells on.

I helped make formula milk for my not-so-little-anymore sis in a glass jar with a metal plunger until it frothed and looked like a milk shake....poured it into a glass bottle and plopped it into her little starving mouth....my early motherly instincts at work. It looked yum.

School Days ~ 

My first year at school (I remember bawling quite enthusiastically). And my lovely first year teacher. I don't remember any names (I moved away a year later) but......if you see yourself....drop me an e-line :) I am seated first row, extreme left. This was taken at Penang Island Girl's School.

Where are you now Prema? ~ We had fun.

Happy New Year!