I attended a boarding school in 1973. A pioneer batch. Then, we have English medium and Malay medium classes. I was in the Malay medium class.
Then too, girls wore knee length pinafore as uniform and donned shorts during PE. Boys were perpetually in shorts ... ;p. Although we were in mixed classes, boys and girls don't *mix*. At thirteen, we girls were into perfumed body talcum, face wash and nightgowns/PGs [some like momilo *wink* were late bloomers] when boys would come down to the dining hall in the same t-shirt they went to bed. Hehehe ...
31 years later, here I am with two alma maters [both from the English medium] enjoying home cooked meals hundreds of kilometers away from the heart of KL.
Lias is home from Dubai for Eid Adha. I chatted with him on YM in the morning on the 10th Dec and here he is having lunch of nasi dagang in Kg Kool on the 11th. His younger brother [backing the camera] sells nasi dagang for a living. *pheww!!! such honour[?]*
I tried calling a few friends to join us but it was middle of the week and everyone was occupied. Only Rohi managed to make it with her youngest girl. Note the clock on the wall. It was after half past two. Lias left about an hour after.
Rohi last saw Lias 33 years ago. However, the hours just ticked away unnoticed. The conversation spewed forth effortlessly. It was a very cosy, lovely afternoon.
Rohi left after 6 pm.
Thank you Lias for the visit and thank you Rohi for making time. I hope to be able to write more posting and put up more pictures of friends here soon.
2008 is fast receeding. I thank Allah for all the happy moments I was able to record here. Beautiful moments I spent with family members and friends. Thank you all for being here with me. May Allah bless us all with better years ahead.