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Monday, January 19, 2009

Ah... It feels so great to go to the beach again as it has been a long time since I went there. Usually I will go there with my auntie and younger sister but this time round I brought my grandmother who is bedridden and maids along. It has been around more than 3 years since she went to the beach. You guys might not believe it but we actually travelled to the beach by car a Chevrolet Spark. You guys might be laughing as the car is pretty small and you guys might be wondering how on earth would she fit into the car with the wheelchair. After around 15 minutes of thinking we got an idea. We quickly carried her into the car and travelled smoothly to the beach. Upon reaching there, my grandmother was starting to whine. My sister asked her what she wanted and she replied that she was craving for an ice-cream. We went to the a nearby shop to buy the ice-cream and after doing so, we found out that my grandmother and the maids were missing. Painstakingly we tried our best to find them. We walked through the pathway and noticed that one of our maids was walking towards us. My auntie asked,"Where is kunda?" If you want to know I call her kunda as 'KU' means she is from the royal family and in royal language we call grandmothers 'NEKNDA'. My maid replied that my grand mother was resting underneath a roof as she was feeling tired. As soon as we found her we started to play Frisbee. It was very fun. Afterwards we took a dip into the sea. As time passes by when you are having too much fun, it was time to go home. I actually took some pictures but they are in my auntie"s camera. Sorry.
I might be able to post them on the next post. Oh! I almost forgot. You guys might find it weird on why am i writing a post instead of going to school. Actually there are people from MOE who are coming to my school. The teachers have to go for an interview thus lessons will start much later. Goodbye now. Think I would need to prepare for school. Goodbye


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