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i have a dream.

Monday, March 23, 2009
before my memories are gone..

last saturday, the gym gers met up and went to st.nicks chillout, to have our last ya1 tui3 session at the gym where we spent our 4 years of sec sch life.
we went there damn early so that we do not have to queue for the orange bowl stall (we cannot cut queue now because we have limited friends in the queue)
orange bowl has always been my no.1 fav in st.nicks, "uncle, 一块钱 bi3 tai2 mat4 干,不要豆芽, 多点肉和汤, 辣椒一点点"- shiok.along with our all time fav orange bowl, we also drank ice milo and ice tea and ate the $0.80 ham & cheese toast with alot of cheese :)

we wanted to end off the meal with the wed-only fried wantons.. we queued for 30mins and when it's finally our turn, the aunty told us all the wantons are sold out for the day!!! so sad! we din get to eat them (kelly was very sad she almost cried)!


after dinner, we walked around school taking photos and talked about our old sch days.. oh man. seriously, those were the days :)


the basin at the canteen
our classrooms- bells ring at 1.40pmthe stone chairs at sec rooftop garden

chit-chatting at the old specs stand

at the family lounge- where we used to have a big purple cake

pri school reading corner

at our gym- with the familiar smell of the carpetthis was the place where we shared so much.. so much tears, pain, fears and laughters. we still talk alot about all our china coaches (from teng lao shi to fan lao shi to huang lao shi) and all our training days. indeed, everyone went through alot of physical and mental hardship during the 4 years but u know what, whenever the gym gers sit down to talk about the old days, i can only see the smiles on their faces..


and now.. they're going to demolish this part of the school..
i'm going to miss the mats, the handstand bars, the ti1 tui3 mirrors, the tramp, the tiao4 ma3, the uneven bars, the beam, my hoops, clubs, balls and ropes & the china accent of our coaches.
BUT i won't feel sad and cry over the past, because i know i still have my gym friends with me..
10 years down the road, we might not even be able to touch our toes when we stretch, might not even bend 90 degree forward & backwards or even do a fake split..
but i know everyone will still come tgt, sit down and talk about the good old days.. with the familiar smile we had back in 1999- 2002.

sngym- graceful yet mighty