Home and Home again.
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I returned home today. The bus ride was quite all right aside from the fact that the disinfectant the bus used was horrible.
While passing through the customs, the customs officer stopped me to check my bag. I agreed. But then he started rattling off in rapid Malay. I was standing there looking at him and at a lost at what to do. Fortunately, my parents came in time and helped out. It is soo sad. My parents know the language but refuse; I mean absolutely refuse to teach me. Sigh.
Went for a Christmas play near my granddad’s house. The play was nice but the speaker that came out to speak was rather lengthy and boring. I mean who would expect a speech at a Christmas play? Strange!
While passing through the customs, the customs officer stopped me to check my bag. I agreed. But then he started rattling off in rapid Malay. I was standing there looking at him and at a lost at what to do. Fortunately, my parents came in time and helped out. It is soo sad. My parents know the language but refuse; I mean absolutely refuse to teach me. Sigh.
Went for a Christmas play near my granddad’s house. The play was nice but the speaker that came out to speak was rather lengthy and boring. I mean who would expect a speech at a Christmas play? Strange!
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