I was having dinner with my family as usual and LM suddenly asked mom, "Ma, can I have pasar malam's siew mai? 2 bucks for 8 pieces. It looks nice and it's cheap." And thus, my parents start telling us about our childhood tales.
Let's star from the eldest Low sister, LK.
When we're still staying with my grandparents at Kampung Chempaka, PJ, she loves squatting at the door steps and wait for the 'pot pot' car. What's a 'pot pot' car? It's a motorcycle which sells pau and dim sum. Every time she saw that motorcycle, she'll start persuade my mom and ask her to buy. After a few weeks, my mom decides not to buy from that Mr Dim Sum because she heard that he's food very unhygienic. So, LK changes her target to my grandpa. Grandpa loves us very much that he could even allow us to mess around with his tidbits stall. My dad claims that the way LK squat is very weird. Her ass can touch the floor. So when she squat, it means our sits. And this tale leads to another. One year during the mid autumn festive, LK's ass caught fire. Reason? The way she squat. She was happily lighting the candle on the floor, than her ass is too near to the floor, the floor full of lighted candle and thus, I believe we all knows what happens. Okay, I shall not talk too much about her as she knows I have a blog and I bet she secretly visit my blog although she denied it.
Well, LM's turn.
One fine year, where she's still a pretty little girl who has no brain, we went to Penang for annual family holiday. So, as usual, we visited the sleeping Buddha. The moment she saw the statutes, she shouted loudly, 'WAAAAA…. MOMMY, LOOK, SLEEPING BEAUTY….!!!' I was like '…..' I can't believe she shouted it out loudly!! It's at the public okay!!! Anyway, it becomes our mutual family joke. And it always reminds us when ever we see a sleeping Buddha statute.
There's one more joke that she'll get so mad when ever we mention it. One fine day, mom pick her up from her kindergarten, she's a pretty little girl who look like an ang moh back than. On the way back, mom saw an ang moh lady driving a yellow sports car, mom said to LM, 'LM, that's your ang moh mother. She's here to pick you up later.' LM kept quite during the whole journey. When my mom over took that ang moh, LM scolded mom and ask her to drive slower. She's afraid that her 'mother' could not catch-up. When they reached home, LM refuse to get in the house, in stead, she took her small plastic kiddy chair, sit at the garden, facing the gate and waited for her 'mother'. Oh man, she's so stupid. Anyway, mom freak out. She immediately tells LM that she's just kidding and there's no ang moh mother. Oh gosh, she's so naïve. Oh well, Hi LM. I know you're reading this. I know I won't be having a good sleep tonight as you will hide all my teddy and pillow.
Okay, my turn… readers, take a deep breath, and prepare to laugh your head off.
I have a nick name from all my relative and family friends, 'ham pau'. It means love to cry. Yes, I love to cry and I cry a lot. I cry for everything and anything. I cry whenever and wherever. So, the stories sound like this, my mom was driving me to our new house as I'm few years old. I think about 2 or 3. My dad was out for work, so my mom has to check on the renovation work at our new house (my old house for now. The Kinrara one). From Puchong, I started to cry till I reach Kelana Jaya. Back than, there's no high way and it has terrible traffic jam. So you can imagine how long I've cried. My mom got very frustrated for my non stop crying. So, she pulls up her car near the big rubbish station (now the shell station opposite Giant), she throw me there and warn me to stop crying. She claims that it got worst that I cry louder. So my mom really walk to her car and wanted to leave me there. I than immediately stop crying. But I still gasping all the way back although dare not to cry out loud. Yes, I've been dump before, therefore, I love dumping people now. Happy? Does that explain why I dump HIM?
Oh well, after moving to Puchong, I was enrolled into a nearby kindergarten call The Polka Dot. I know, it's lame. Even our uniform are doted. So, one fine day, I came back from my classes and I saw the stem book from someone important, but I forgot who the hell he/she is, was in bad condition. So I started to ask for confession. LK did it. And I started crying. My mom took tons of pictures of me crying and she counted how long I've cried. Guess how long I've cried. Hell, you won't get the correct answer. It's more than 45 minutes. How the hell do I do that???? And my mom claims that this is not the best record. Gosh, does she means I've tried more than that? I must be crazy!! The picture of me crying is in my photo album now. This photo album is a special album that tells my entire growing stage. From infant to my most up to date photo. And I'm planning to show my future generation. Yes it is very embarrassing but that's my childhood and it's also my family joke that we'll laugh on till the last breath we have.
To be fair, I have to tell one more embarrassing tale of mine. When we were young, we're too poor to have Barbie and game-boy. So we play with our imagination. We tried hotel, dentist, doctor, canteen, bar, library, school, gallery and etc. However, the most memorably game were restaurants. LK will obviously be the captain and rule the whole game, while LM will be the waitress. I have the chun-est role, a waitress, a customer and a VIP. So I have to run from here to there and pretend to be few different roles. As a VIP, it is surely to have special treatment and different table from normal customer. So, LK forces me to sit in the hot stuffy and small store room. She forces me to imagine that's the VIP room. I refuse to be the VIP but she rules the house and she threaten me. She says she will not play with me anymore if I refuse to go in. As everyone knows, LK is 4 years older than me. So what ever she says is right, what ever she do is right and we are supposed to respect her. And thus I'm locked in the room for so long. I sneak out and she pulls me back into the 'VIP room'. I ask if I'm done, she says VIP will always take their time to enjoy their food and time. So I'm stuck in the store for almost one whole day while LK and LM were happily playing outside. I have sinus since very young, so I sneezed non stop in that stupid VIP ROOM…. Yes, I do agree those game are stupid and useless, but I'm glad that I have such a childhood. There's a hand full of people does not have this kind of childhood. Their childhood will only be non stop tuition, classes, game-boy and Barbie.
There's one more classic joke from me. During one of the CNY when I was young, we decide to visit the ever famous Sungai Wang Plaza. I was having shower when my parents told us that we'll be going to that plaza. LK get so frustrated because I've occupied the shower for very long. So she shouted to me 'Ah Yin… faster!! We're going to Kam HO*.' So I shouted back 'Go there for what??'. She said 'Go Kam Ho to collect gold lar….!! If you don't faster than no more gold de lor….' I almost immediately finish my shower and waiting to go. After the visit, in the car, I turn and asked LK 'Jie, you say we go and collect gold wan… why no wan…' So the whole family started laughing. Oh well, we, the Law family had created lots of joke and embarrassing scene but this show how close we are and how happy our family is right?
Hope this post will lighten your day and instill some laugh into you. Enjoy.
Love,
Nichole @ Lai Yin
*Kam Ho means Sungai Wang Plaza in Chinese. It also means Gold River. This explains my joke.
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