Ghim Moh + Holland Village

Just read my sister's blog entry on our childhood. And my tears flow.. how I miss those days..

Now I understand why each time I pass by Ghim Moh, I'd be so excited and will start to blabber and introduce to the 'visitors' just which is which and what is what.

Ghim Moh is a small little town near to Holland Village and Clementi. It's smacked right in the centre, and very near to Buona Vista MRT. Though small, it's been the most wonderful place in Singapore, because it is where I spent my childhood days with my sister and other friends in the neighbourhood. It was also where I enjoyed my most innocent schooling days, and made good friends then.

Mom would bring sister and I down to wait for our dad for his return from work in the evening. We would walk to Holland Village to visit our uncle, who still runs a stall in the Hawker Centre, selling soybean milk (you might have drank it!), and spent the whole weekend there playing.

The whole stretch of Holland Village was our playground!

It is also where I made my longest friendship of 26 years, and also my longest gathering khakis - my primary school classmates of Pri 4B.

Each time I pass by Henry Park Primary School, I'd be automatically channelled into those early morning feelings when dad drove me and sister to school. We have moved out of Ghim Moh when I was doing my last year in Primary School.

And how I remembered those 'glorious' days as a Prefect and Monitress. How I booked people whenever they flaunted rules:

"Boy! Stop running! Go back and walk again!"

"Boy! Pick up the litter!"

"Where is your badge?" "Stop talking!"

It was also where I made my debut performance during Music Day, where I played the Piano and another boy ( I forgot his name) played the violin. And it was also where I led the class in Music Class, painted in school, did my prefect duties.

... my falls in the carpark during Bean Bag Relay (I won a medal!), played netball with Wanhui and Peiyu, played badminton with Zhixiong, and the guys, and also zero-points with Cuiling on the sandy patches.

Too bad they are merging Ghim Moh Primary and Tanglin.

I must catch some pictures before it's finally gone.

Ghim Moh - my sweetest memories.