From: PAPsmearer 15:28
To: leetahsar 781 of 797

83628.781 in reply to 83628.1

I think we are maybe from the same age group. I have not read thru all the replies, but some points..........

- Golly (marbles)- Must play with it every day. small colours ones and the big white ones. Draw a circle in the sand and shot golly into it to hit out and win other marbles.

- Don't forget, Longkang also got the occasional catfish. Bloody well stay out of their way. Don't want to get bitten. I love running in the longkang. On a hot day, its cooling on your legs. I remember sometimes got detergent in the longkang but did in not think too much of it at that time.

- Longkang guppies good for feeding turtles and arowanas.

- I also flew my share of fighting kites, but not too successful.

- Fighting spiders. That was the best. Must catch the ones with the red legs and than put into a matchbox, and feed it with dead flies, Than bring it to school and fight spiders in the classroom with my buddies. Shiok.

I used to live by Tampines fishing pond. That was the best. The whole front yard was dirt, with chicken running around. I used to go for chinese tuition there and than play football outside with a small plastic ball. I remember every day must sweep the living room because of all the dust draged in. Thanks for triggering the memories.

From: leetahsar 15:38
To: PAPsmearer unread 782 of 797

83628.782 in reply to 83628.781

thanks for sharing ur childhood memories....yes those are the days....and i think now the kids dun have a chance to experience what we did...so simple and plain fun....

but actually i wanted to thank u for steering me back into my main theme here...which is about my "UPHEAVALS" that unwittingly turned into a battle of words for religion.....

i think i will just have to let aum koon wins all...and cease this foolish explanation...no point using all my blain juice when someone already decided what's he thinks is the ultimate truth....so i better save my breathe and maybe continue my next story.....MY FATTIE JAPANESE KYOTO GF....

PLAYING GOLLIES AND FLYING LAYANGS
speaking of playing golly....we had 2 types: the glass ones and the cement one. the glass ones, we lined them up in a straight line. then like from 10 ft away we rolled our goondu(the chief marble was called a goondu...not me). and if the marble hit the lst one, then all those in line would be won over.

next the cement ones...to enable the cement one to be really hard and formidable, we put it in a tin can with an attached string and threw it into the shit pool of the public lavatory and let it stayed there for a month or even longer. then we retrieve the stinking ball, washed and wahla! a super hardened up formidable marble which we used to crush our opponent's marble.

we dug a small hole in the ground and used that as a "home" to start our gollies hantam game and see whose marble get smashed into pieces....normally the shit soaked one survived and destroyed many other non shit soaked one....very fun...and the marble like only cost 10c to 30c each for the cement type...and like 10c for 10 glass type...

the fighting kites, yes that one also brings back painful memory of cut fingers. cousin peelepian being the nginn na tao...kid chief would smashed some glass into powder and melt it over a hugh flame in a tin container. then he would smear the gluey glass over plain thread. this plain thread now was very deadly sharp. u fight kite with him, sure ur strings would get cut off...and hell, it cut my skins many part slit too...ouch! and fingers...ouch! ouch!...and so we actually got to wear a glove to manipulate this very wickedly transformed thread tied to our layang (Kite)....

cousin peeleepian was amazing. he made his own fantastic super fly high type of layang using of all things...coconut sticks which he would climb a coconut tree and chop down a whole frond. then painstakingly, he sliced off the leaves leaving only the main stick which he used as the bone structure for his super high flying layang made from plain tracing paper and home-cooked glue from starch powder....then he painted the paper with his creative artistic threatening picture...and off we went flying and fighting our kites...of course, he made a very can fly simple one for me and the rest of the younger cousins.....

we had so much fun...and dun even had to spend much money...all self made toys...cousin peeleepian was such innovative genius in making all these original fun toys from whatever materials he could gather...so resourcesful this joker...who unwittingly ended up now as a of all job...a pastor of FCBC. a missionary some more....my goodness!

THE THOUSAND ARMS & THOUSAND EYES GUANYIN.....

people misunderstand the true meaning of the guanyin with the thousands arms each embedded with an eye...therefore also thousand eyes.

it's a symbol to show the all seeing...guan and all hearing yin. meaning she sees and hears all ur problems. she feels ur pains...ur anguish...u sorrow....

and thousand arms means she's never too busy to help u if u call forth her name....u can chant:

OM MANI PADME HOM.... or

NAMO GUAN SHI YIN PUSA.....

just focus ur thought on the bodhisttava...and chant her name. then concentrate on her for the time being. forget about ur strife and trouble....u concentrate just on her.....and chant.

after u ve finished, u will find a certain peace bestowed onto u...that my dear brothers and sisters is the omnipresence of guanyin now with u...and u do not have to fear or feel sorrow any more....she's there with u to help u and guide u.....

ornitoufo.....

From: BabaEro11 17:14
To: leetahsar 787 of 797

83628.787 in reply to 83628.765

did your lauhumko return after firing sperm missiles?

From: leetahsar 17:28
To: BabaEro11 788 of 797

83628.788 in reply to 83628.787

ya he's here. few days ago challenged me to a fight accusing me that becos of my broadband internet, it spoiled his fax....of all the crazy thing he can find to create trouble....finally i arranged telecom technician to come repair. he explained to him that it was caused by the rain water seeping into the exterior wire connection...

that nite before he was really testing my patience...and kept taunting me to fight him...my god! over nothing...a wet phone line causing problem...and he blamed me as the cause...and threaten to smash up my pc, modem and everything...this bloody lau han koo....is my greatest spiritual trainer...i can tolerate this old fuck...i can definitely tolerate all those lame forummers here who try to agitate me but nevertheless fail too.....chui guo chui guo...

my anger and temper control was super...i amazed myself...and now i am super proud of myself for not arranging his face then.....;9)

and this morning his haaydai spider spirit called. he was so cute....like a guilty little boy and went hid in the toilet to answer the call...but i was outside and i heard all the goose pimpling conversation...

han koo...han koo when will u wake up from ur illusive spider spirit dreams....maybe when u gulp in ur last breathe...by then...my dear father u r already too late...for by then...u would be dead. ;9(