Glimpses of childhood brought fond memories...... I was brought up in a small town in south Kedah by grandparents whom I called "bapak' and 'mak'. Way back in the 1950s there were no such thing as preschool, so my morning activities were a trisha ride with my grandpa to his favorite coffeeshop in the middle of the town. Grandpa's order would be 'kopi O' and mine 'kopi susu'..and yes 2 slices of toasted bread and half bolied eggs. I loved to sprinkle the egg with lots of black pepper. After breakfast, off we went to the wet market..see..those days of no refrigerator, fish, meat and anything perishable need to be purchased daily.
Pak Arshad or Pak Chat as we called him was the trisha man my grandpa hired to take us on those trips. For 6 years in primary school Pak Chat sent and fetched me without fail..may Allah bless his soul.
Those were the days.....of circuses that came to town...funfairs once in a while...a quiet life... no responsibilities.
...to be continued