I wanted to write this yesterday but it just slipped off my mind. Sort of a tribute & to refresh my memory.
I remembered, when I was young, every Sunday, I will go to my grandpa & grandma's house & my grandma will always cook porridge with some meat & tofu, although it's simple but it's nice.
Then my grandma will go & lie on the bed & I will go & take the mattress from the double decker bed. I will either stand on the bottom bed to pull it down or ask my grandpa to help me take. Then I will place it across my grandma's bed, near to the wall. My mother & grandma will talk about the past & I will listen to it or read book or play gameboy if my kor isn't playing or I will just sleep. If I wanna sleep, they will talk very softly so that I could sleep.
My grandpa will go outside to buy dinner and something my kor & I will tag along to go to the bookstore or 7-11 to look at comic, that's how we discovered pokémon adventures comic.
My grandma is very kind and nice to people, always putting others before her & thus, many people like her.
But then, on 30 December 2005, about 3am+, something terrible happen. I could still clearly remember that my mother came into our room, saying that she needed to go to the hospital. Sleepy, I only know she needa to go out & I don't know if my kor heard it or not. I looked at the clock and it was 3am+. So I fell asleep again.
Then I wake up at 9am+, as usual, I always wake up before my kor. I went to the living room and saw my father reading newspaper. I search the whole house and couldn't find my mother. So, I went back to the bedroom and climb up the table, when I mean climb, i really climb up by stepping on the handler of the drawer even though there're chairs but when I was young, I like to climb up and look at the outside. So, back to topic, I climbed up and looked outside as from the room, I could see the corridor. I couldn't find my mother's shoes and I wondered where she had gone to.
Then my kor & I went to eat breakfast and I watched my kor played The Sims 2 since I have nothing to do. Then my kor went to buy lunch and after eating, he resume playing.
2pm+, my mother call and asked if we wanna go grandpa's house and my father drove us there. At the lift, I saw my grandpa in the lift, going to buy something. When we reached the house, I saw my aunts, uncles, cousins in there and my grandma was lying motionlessly on the bed.. & there was a machine beside her to support her life.. & my aunts, uncles, cousins were sitting there, praying..
My grandma's greatest worries was that my 2nd uncle isn't married but he has gotta married this year. If she had live for a few more years, she would have seen my cousin getting married and also her great grandson..
Then you know all those funeral stuffs. my feeling was like neutral and during the night, close to midnight, after we got home & I bath, a few drops of tears will escape my eyes. I just don't want to cry in front of my mother to make her more sad.
Then on the last day, which was also the first day of school, I saw many people crying and being easily influence by people, I cried too..
Then needa pick the bones or something like that with chopsticks. I don't know how to use chopstick and my mother had to hold my hand to help me pick the bone and I accidentally drop it. I felt so miserable and my mother said that my grandma wouldn't blame me as she knew that I don't know how to hold chopsticks..
I'm scared that one da i will forget how she looks like..
Labels: Feelings, Holiday