Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 Just as I almost dozed off in the ferry headed for Batam, a hand next to me woke me up. The girls, one in a black dress and the other in t-shirt and shorts, looked at me with much eagerness. Girl: ‘Are you Singaporean?’ Me: ‘Yeah. What…Continue readingOne-Zero
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I Volunteer
Girl: ‘I’m Michelle! You are?’ Me: ‘J.’ Michelle: ‘Oh! Nice to meet you. You also volunteered to collect goodies for the old folks?’ Me: ‘Yeah. I have some free time today.’ I partnered the daughter of a community centre lady to collect food and non-perishable items from the neighbourhood, as part of the twenty plus…Continue readingI Volunteer
Drowning on Land
Working as a lifeguard in a peaceful neighbourhood swimming pool, Paul bade farewell to his regular visitors before going back to the Olympic-sized pool. Stripping his yellow shirt off, he dived into the cold water where Brenda, a daily visitor to his pool, was doing her laps. Together, they did a five sets of fifty…Continue readingDrowning on Land
By You, For Me
I had never expected to check into a hotel with him. He was just a friend, a witty one that always types difficult-to-understand sentences with simple English. We had lunch together, and he helped me finished most of the dim sum he bought for me. Walking across the road without traffic lights, he was too…Continue readingBy You, For Me
Plus One Minus One
Me (shouting): ‘Oi! Who’s there?!’ I dashed up the empty stairwell towards the top of the stairs, to see two teenagers frantically adjusting their clothes with their laptops and bags on the ground. The condominium was off limits to the public, but these two kids had somehow found their way in. While the guy was…Continue readingPlus One Minus One
