Comments on: The Poultry Farmer

By: Mei

Mei — Sun, 29 Nov 2009 18:02:57 +0000

I lived near Choong Nam theatre. There was a resevior and we used to walk up from our house to the resevior in the evenings. I remember picking up those little red seeds that dropped from the trees, lined along the walk to the resevior. And you so aptly put it, life was just careful, fun and simple then. My parents have since sold the house, and my dad has passed on in 2004. Thanks for offering to take more pics of Ayer Itam. A place I once called home.

Peter:
I remember Choong Nam and Kok Pin. My parents used to take me for movies there. Mum used to buy this children’s magazine in Chinese called Er Tong Le Yuan which has the Doraemon comic inside from the small bookshop facing the cinema. I also remember the kopitiam beside the carpark that we usually go for meals. I like the roasted pork rice there. When I was in Form 3, I spent a fair bit of time loafing around Resorvoir Garden. Two of my friends were staying there.

By: Meng

Meng — Sun, 29 Nov 2009 05:34:48 +0000

We lived in a house off Old Klang road from the 70s to 80s. We were lucky to have a fenced garden. It was a good size garden. My parents would buy chicks and ducklings to rear for food. My dad built the cages from iron bars and wires. We let some of the kampong chicken and ducks run around the garden. There was a tiny hen which we didn’t eat. She had many sets of chicks. I think she lived for more than 4 years. Then one day, I never saw her again. She must have gone some where to die from old age. We had ducks that flew and came back to our house. I could never witness my dad slaughtering the birds. But what you had described is similar to what my dad did. As I get older. I hate to see animals suffer. I would stop my car to pick turtles up and relocate them when I see them crossing a road. I like feeding wild life and concern with human over development.

Peter:
I miss those days in the kampung. What a live it was – carefree, fun and simple.

By: Mei

Mei — Sun, 29 Nov 2009 01:08:14 +0000

Swee wah mini market – gosh, I remember that place. We used to buy our toilteries and what-not from there. Your writings bring back so many of my long lost memories. I used to walk to Ayer Itam market with my mom in the morning, and yes, she has the chai na too! we do not take the bus, Lim SengSeng bus- the green colored bus, it cost 15sens, i think.
Thanks for sharing. Please continue to write.

Peter:
Mei, you stayed somewhere near Ayer Itam, too? The next trip back, I am going to take lots of photos of Ayer Itam. I do go there most times when I was back but that was to see my aunt who still stays there. I used to take either Lim Seng Seng or the city council bus to town and everywhere. If you were in school uniform, the fare was 10 sen only. Thank you for sharing.

By: ex penang boy

ex penang boy — Fri, 27 Nov 2009 02:25:12 +0000

Pete how’s the chronology like.Was your father around when you had your accident?Where did you stay before moving to the rented room? I suppose your father had passed on by then and were you already disabled by then? Your mum was really fantastic in facing the challenges.

Peter:
The accounts will not be in chronological order. I will write whatever that comes into mind. My father passed on in 1994. While I would not say my mother brought me up single-handedly, she played a major role in me becoming who I am today. Yes, she was a great woman, not only to me but to her relatives and friends.