Posted on :Friday, Dec. 10, 2004
Sight
When I was in Standard Four, my English teacher who also happened to be the headmistress of the Primary school observed that whenever I needed to copy notes on the black (or maybe green is the politically correct color)board, I would take my chair to the front, put the book on the seat, and took the note squatting. She then wrote a letter, and I was instructed to ask my parents to take me and show the letter to one of the department {involved in optometry, or something. I think} in General Hospital. From then on, I was never without a spectacle, or glass, as some people say. That was 26 years ago. I’m forever thankful to Cikgu Kamariah Md Zain (that’s my headmistress name) for realizing that I was having a problem. You see, it didn’t occur to me that I was having a sight problem. A kid’s life back then was so simple. I took life one day at a time. No worries whatsoever. P/s: I am thinking about all the books that I have read. I am also thinking of all the book that I'd missed, had the problem not been solved in due time. --- Forget Tangkak, Forget Nilai3 ... - Monday, Nov. 21, 2005
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