This Sunday 12th August, 2007, had been a quiet Sunday at home. Frequently we are out with the son &/or son-in-law, daughter and grand daughter for lunch, browsing at malls or lately, viewing houses. But this Sunday, my son is in Hong Kong and my son-in-law pre-occupied. It has always been great going out with them for quality family time.
When I am at home on Sundays, I always like to listen to FM90.5 Brian Richmond presenting old favourites in the afternoon between 1.30 to 5 pm. I get to listen to some of the oldies I grew up with from the 50's and the 60's. It is very nostalgic and brings back fond memories of my young days. The program used to run in the morning, but since they changed it to the afternoon, I miss it often as I tend to go out in the afternoon.
This particular Sunday, the vintage chart at 3 pm., featured the top ten hits for the year 1957. It struck a chord with me, when I realised that 1957, was my last year in school, when I took the Senior Cambridge examinations. That was 50 years ago!
As I sat down to listen to the top ten hits of 1957, I was filled with nostalgia of my good old school days. Each tune brought back memories of that year. How foot loose and fancy free I was.
I began to think of my school friends and childhood friends and all the fun we had. I also felt very sad when I realised that so many of my friends are no more around. They did not get the chance to witness the passing of 50 years on. Friends like Chooi Chee Mun, who died as a bachelor; Toh Yi, who died a few days before the reunion dinner he organised for us; Kam Leong, who slided down from his chair and died at the foot of the table; Kok Wai Lum the tennis player and the many more, too sad to mention.
This is the problem with growing old, when you sit down and think of the good old days, and seeing the days passing by you. The young have no time for you for they have their own agenda and priorities. It is not right to impose upon them as they have their own lives to live. So we have to stop thinking that far back, and cope with our lives ahead, and live for the present. We can go anytime, like a thief in the night.
Till then....
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Considering that you can read and blog is a very good pastime. My mother-in-law, at 93, is very frustrated cos time is so slow and long, and often she looks forward to lunch and dinner, a break from the long day, and lamented how come its the same fish at every meal! Happy blogging! Lily
Thanks Lily for your support. Always nice to read your comments. 50 years or half a century, is a long time. To realise that since I left school, is a stark reminder of how time has flown. At my age now, time holds another dimension. You will realise this when your time comes. Please continue to read my blog.
Perhaps it would be a good balance to have a half day job and half day to do as I please...if only I have that two million in my pocket! Lily
It can happen, when your place go enbloc too.
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