"Yayapapaya" sounds so...uncivilised, crude. But what the hey!
MacRitchie, StevensRd, ShuangLinShi, and finally a temple in Punggol.
Tired out. But since tomb-sweeping's an annual affair, don't think we should complain too much.
First tomb-sweeping without grandpa, and we can't find our way around. Ended up going around in circles, finally coming to a dead end, before making our way back to square one where we initially thought was not correct.
Where we used to pray WITH him, we're now praying TO him. Sure feels weird.
I always wonder what kind of lives they led, and whether as descendents, we would have made decisions or do things the way they did.
Monday, March 30, 2009
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