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Suddenly I feel like blogging about my childhood life. I would say my childhood life is wonderful compare to the new generation of children living in Melawati now. Firstly, there are not many children in the neighbourhood. Secondly, there are too many bad guys out there. These children only play with their siblings, talking to the uncles and aunties (so mature right?) and stir up the dogs. They always make my dog goes crazy in the evening. He barks they scream, grrrr… =.=

We had all kinds of games 10 years ago. Our favourite sport was BADMINTON! Whenever there is Thomas Cup or any major badminton tournament on that month, the young and the old will grab their racquets and play outdoor badminton. I was a famous badminton player in the neighbourhood, HA =D! I am good at playing outdoor badminton, it is more challenging you know! Because I was too good, I was always scolded and teased by my opponent - my elder brother. Whenever he can’t hit a shot, he will scold me in foul language and curse NOT HIMSELF but on me! Damn him! hahaha. Every evening, one aunty will bring her son, my big bro and I to the nearby club. We played 3 hours non stop! Well, that was because we were still young, I don’t think I can right now, my body and racquet are rusty, lol.

Every time, I will partner my brother and again I will always get scolded. Sometimes our racquets clashed, sometimes we fight for the shuttlecock, sometimes we hit each other. Until one day, I could not withstand his attitude, I ran out of court and cry! The aunty then advised my brother to control his temper but I refused to team up with him. So, the next time we played, I team up with the aunty, so its girl/lady vs the boys. The aunty told my mum that I had potential if they send me to a badminton academy but my parents think it is useless, it is better to concentrate in my studies. Boohooo, I still love this sport although I didn’t play for 4 years that’s because my badminton mates all hilang, faint…

As a child, I am a cry baby, small little thing I can cry from morning till evening and I am very small minded too! I like to purse my lips when I don’t get the things I want. (Now, purse lips is sexy! =P) Let me tell you my cry baby situations, when I think back, I feel sooooo annoyed at myself…. I hate myself, hahaha!

I was playing outdoor badminton and I team up with the only girl in the neighbourhood, June. She is very adventurous and tomboy. (Very LADY now!) I was going after the shuttlecock, I didn’t know she was going after it too, so she hit me on the head as if my head is the shuttlecock. (Wondering do I have white hair that time? lol) I straight away ran home and cry, complaining of headache. She kept apologizing to me but I ignored her, I just want to cry…

The next situation, we were playing ‘Murderer and Civilians”. When the murderer caught you, you are dead. We had rules for this game which was we can’t run out from the neighbourhood. So I ran to a dead end and when the “murderer” caught me, I still insist to run. As a consequence, I accidentally scratch my hand and body on the wire grill. Ran home and cry again… but before that, I shouted “I DON’T WANT TO PLAY!” *purse lips*

As we grew bigger, we can ride bicycle! Each of us forced our parents to buy us a mountain bike. I am a slow learner, I know how to cycle but I don’t know how to use the brakes. Therefore, my slippers always worn off and I don’t know how many times I fell down from the bike. There was once, I was eating bubble gum while cycling, as I cycled in a circle suddenly I felt dizzy and fell,. Thank god I didn’t swallow my bubble gum instead, it flew out from my mouth, hahaha! I am not a cry baby anymore, so yeah… I picked up the bicycle and cycled again… with the slippers as my brake. -.-

Since all of us had a bike, we went for a bike adventure around Melawati without our parents’ knowledge. My lil brother is very pitiful, he wanted to follow but we never want him to join us because he is slow as he is a fat boy that time. Most of the time, I didn’t join their adventure, coz I am ‘chicken’. Besides that, we also play ‘Traffic Light’ where one of us had to be a traffic police. If we didn’t follow the traffic lights or rules, the traffic police will get on his bike and chase after us and we had to pay saman. We plucked leaves as money and the police station is my house. We also had bike competition. First is the 100m bike race and another one is cycled around Taman A and see who reached my house first. Usually my elder brother is the winner, he has strong legs, haha.

After that, we had a bike and sprinter competition. I was a sprinter in school, so I had to run bare footed and challenge a biker who is a fat boy – Watermelon. Actually, we were teasing Watermelon because he is so round. Logically, a bicycle is faster than feet but, oh my gawd, Watermelon lost, the guys laughed at him even louder. But Watermelon doesn’t mind, he challenged me again and yet, he lost again… faint.

After my elder brother’s bicycle was stolen, we seldom ride bicycle. We changed to play ‘Worms’ and ‘Power Rangers’. I remember I was the Pink Ranger, June was Yellow Ranger, my big bro was White Ranger and my lil bro was the Monster, hahaha! So kesian behh, always the ugly and odd one. I also played Tamiya when I was a child. My motor car was Dancing Doll. Again, that aunty will bring her son, my big bro and I to Giant and test our car on the track. I am the only girl there… I remember there was one uncle and auntie shook their head and whispering to each other when they saw a girl was also a Tamiya fanatic. Mannnn… what is the big deal? =D

June’s bro then suggested a new game called “Bola Chop”. It was a very hot game in the neighbourhood. Many children from other neighbourhood came and joined us even the adults! We also love Mooncake festival because we got to play FIRE! Some of us will burn our paper lanterns and we went round the fire acting like Red Indians. It wasn’t fun for me coz the ashes and smoke went into my eyes and I had teary eyes. Got scolded when I went home… boo!

At 13 -14 years old, we played serious game, which was basketball. We were always the one to book the court coz basketball is not a famous sport in that club. June and I were the only girls there but we played like the guys, knocking, grabbing, stealing here and there. I got scolded by my big bro again. This time is because of my finger nails, lol. In this sport, he respects me a lot because my shooting is more accurate than him, HA! Three pointer is like a piece of cake for me! That was 6 years ago lahhh, hahahaha! Now… haihhh, speechless. =[

When I was in form 4, we didn’t play and meet anymore as most of the big brothers were sitting for SPM and some preparing for college life or working. Since then, the neighbourhood is very dead. At 530pm, it is silence outside, only dogs barking. Since then, I am getting fatter and fatter too, no exercise at all. How I wish I can go back to my flamingo body, LOL! Need to find a fat biker…