It’s CNY again! Normally when I’m still a kid, when this time of the year arrives, I would be jumping around the house… No class, Get to meet all my cousins, get to collect the red packets!!
But that is all when I’m a child.. When i grow older, the feeling fades out.. I no longer have the enthusiasm for the festival.. Its just another opportunity for me to rest only.
Today, eve of CNY.. We have the prayers for our ancestors.. Suddenly I thought of someone.. A person who meant alot to me.. A person who cares for me, trust me, supports me wholeheartedly. A very giving person towards me and never expects anything in return..
My Great Grandmother..
She passed away when I’m in Poly Year 1.. At the age of 97..
She is considered to be the leader of the family. Holding all the branches.. So that every stem and bush holds firmly together. So on the 1st day of CNY, everyone will “automatically” report to my home (she stays with my family)..
But after she passed away.. Everyone seems to split away.. It’s only during someone’s wedding or my granny’s birthday that I get to see everyone together..
But what reminds me of my great grandmother was her real kind nature.. I’m very close to her since young. She will comb my hair.. Fold my sleeves, Sing to me.. Cover my blankets.. All these might seem very normal acts of someone’s granny.. But, my great grandma lost her sight due to old age.. Her pupils turn white. She can’t see, but she still showered me with endless love acts.. Once when we are still living at our terrace house in Faber Heights.. When I’m less than 10 years old, my parents where out for dinner, i felt rather hungry… Being the loving person, she walk to the kitchen with her walking sticks. Cooked a packet of instant noodles for me.. Been young, i have not really thought much about that act.. But I remembered it since then.. It’s really kinda dangerous for her to cook.. You should have seen my old kitchen.. I didn’t know how she manage to find all the things as well. Everytime my mum is the one who brings her food.. Thus, i don’t know how long it takes for her to find all the pots and stuffs.. & all i did was to wait in the living room, watching TV!!
Another thing was, she always have so much faith in me.. No matter how naughty i was. No matter what happens.. No matter whether i was rude to her at anytime (very seldom though, coz i love her alot too), whenever my grand aunties came over to my place, she would always be praising about me.. Saying I have been a very obedient child.. How good I have been.. Not mentioning anything about my other siblings.. Just me..
I do regret alot when she passed away.. Coz I felt I have not really spend alot of time with her after I entered poly. Freedom.. Thus, i had all the fun I might have.. Been home late.. Even so, she would still cover my blankets for me in the middle of the night (We slept side by side, her bed is higher than mine though) Or somedays I would disturb her by pulling her fingers.. So that she will pat on my hands for me to go to bed.. Beside her, I always felt so safe and good.
Anyway.. Why I thought of her was because of the food my mum prepared for the prayers.. Her favorite food..
Great Grandma have been a strong & kind woman.. Brought her kids from China to Singapore alone.. Going thru World War 1 and 2… Even though she is not with me now, I believe she is still around somewhere.. I believe she is definitey still somewhere watching over me.. & I hope someday I will do her proud.. I will be a strong person as she is..