[ People Whom I’ll never forget ]
A lot of people passed through our lives each and everyday but often little made as much as some of them whom you have shared tears or blood with. They could be your friend, your family, your classmates, someone whom you loved or some whom you’ve only managed to know a little.
These are the people whom I’ll never forget.. & I hope you are one of them…
Name :- Eric Lim Zhi Hao
Last saw :- Around Late 1988..
Venue :- Min Xin Primary School
Expected to be :- Somewhere in Holland/Singapore
Eric Lim was one of my classmates in primary school, someone whom I’m quite close with. Someone who would joined me in the things I do when I was young.
We went for tuition classes together at our neighborhood and I started my first lesson with him. Somehow we clicked and became close friends who shared secrets with.
I remembered one day, before our usual tuition class, he asked me to go to one of the playgrounds behind the blocks. We were sitting at the swings and there were much silence, I sensed something wrong so I asked him what’s up.
He didn’t say anything. He just cried as there was no way to hold back tears from a 9yr old.
“My parents are going to Holland and I will be leaving with them soon”
I didn’t said much to him either, except to cheer him up telling him that Holland is a beautiful place and you can see windmills & Dutch ladies milking cows.
“Hey friend, gonna miss you man” he just said.
“Don’t worry, we can still contact each other through letters” I proposed.
“ And if we keep on contact, we will meet up one day” I continued.
“Really? We will?” he dried his tears.
“Yes, and when I grow up and earn enough money, I will go to Holland to visit you then you must bring me around!”
He left very soon after our last meeting at the playground.
We tried to keep contact through letters for the first year.. then the letters was exchanged on a longer period before we finally lost contact.
It’s strange for a 9 year old to be able to keep that kind of promise and this have always been one of the friends whom I hope to see.
I don’t know where is he or how is he doing now. Maybe he would have forgotten our friendship or that insignificant remarks we made 18years ago.
But as a friend, I know I would never forget this person.
And if I ever see him again I would simply wanna asked him “hey pal, how’s life?”
Anntonii Zenix Lin Shun Yi
September 6, 2006
A lot of people passed through our lives each and everyday but often little made as much as some of them whom you have shared tears or blood with. They could be your friend, your family, your classmates, someone whom you loved or some whom you’ve only managed to know a little.
These are the people whom I’ll never forget.. & I hope you are one of them…
Name :- Eric Lim Zhi Hao
Last saw :- Around Late 1988..
Venue :- Min Xin Primary School
Expected to be :- Somewhere in Holland/Singapore
Eric Lim was one of my classmates in primary school, someone whom I’m quite close with. Someone who would joined me in the things I do when I was young.
We went for tuition classes together at our neighborhood and I started my first lesson with him. Somehow we clicked and became close friends who shared secrets with.
I remembered one day, before our usual tuition class, he asked me to go to one of the playgrounds behind the blocks. We were sitting at the swings and there were much silence, I sensed something wrong so I asked him what’s up.
He didn’t say anything. He just cried as there was no way to hold back tears from a 9yr old.
“My parents are going to Holland and I will be leaving with them soon”
I didn’t said much to him either, except to cheer him up telling him that Holland is a beautiful place and you can see windmills & Dutch ladies milking cows.
“Hey friend, gonna miss you man” he just said.
“Don’t worry, we can still contact each other through letters” I proposed.
“ And if we keep on contact, we will meet up one day” I continued.
“Really? We will?” he dried his tears.
“Yes, and when I grow up and earn enough money, I will go to Holland to visit you then you must bring me around!”
He left very soon after our last meeting at the playground.
We tried to keep contact through letters for the first year.. then the letters was exchanged on a longer period before we finally lost contact.
It’s strange for a 9 year old to be able to keep that kind of promise and this have always been one of the friends whom I hope to see.
I don’t know where is he or how is he doing now. Maybe he would have forgotten our friendship or that insignificant remarks we made 18years ago.
But as a friend, I know I would never forget this person.
And if I ever see him again I would simply wanna asked him “hey pal, how’s life?”
Anntonii Zenix Lin Shun Yi
September 6, 2006
