It was the same every morning; the little girl would wake up, get dressed and ready and then go to school with her parents. Her dad would drop her and her mom off at their school while he went off to his. The girl’s school was right beside her mother’s so she would go and hang around the staff room with her mother before walking to her school.
She would have finished her classes around 1pm, 20 minutes before her mother. She would then walk back to the staff room and spend the next 20 minutes roaming around the school; walking around trying to look for which class her mother is in or going into the high school’s library to read some Enid Blyton books they had there. 20 minutes passed quickly and her mother would come and get her then the duo would walk back home.
Lunch was usually simple, it was either cafeteria food or her mother would cycle the two of them out after they had finish washing up when they reach home. They would go to a nearby coffee shop and have some noodles. If the girl had extra classes, her mother would walk her to class and then her father would come pick her up when she’s done.
In the evening, she would go out and play with her friends and then at 7pm sharp, she would go home to wash up and have dinner. After that would be homework time. By 9pm, she would have gone to bed and then repeat the same thing the next day.
Simple isn’t it? That was 11 years ago, when the girl was 7.
***
As much I want to go back to the past, where I have little things to do and can stay in the comfort of home, there is no way that I can.
Yea, the rarely homesick Zhiying is homesick, mainly because exams are coming and I have to ransack my mind thinking about my meals for the rest of the week. It wasn’t like when I was back in school that lunch and dinner is always on the table when I get back home.
***
Aish, reminiscence always get the best of me.
No comments:
Post a Comment