Sunday, November 06, 2005

 

Legend of the apple (part3)


Foreword
“It follows that anyone who talks like a racist on his or her blog will be punished accordingly. It also follows that anyone who behaves like a racist on an MRT train is an idiot.”

Kao felt very very happy today. Today is the first time he will be riding on the MRT train alone. He felt matured. He felt great. His mum has finally allowed him to go out on his own. A broad grin spread across his face, the way his mother spread butter across his bread. Must be the apple, he thought. The apple had help him grow and mature. How right am I to eat that magic apple! He exclaimed in his head. His is going to Bishan, from chua chu kang mrt.

He enter the MRT station, by tapping his ez-link card on the card reader at the mrt gates. The gate sprang open. “This is so easy, I can handle this by myself,” he thought.

Walking a few steps, he arrives at the escalator.

His thoughts:
Oh no! Why are there 2 escalators? Which one should I take? My mummy never tell me which one is the correct one. Oh no oh no. This is the first time I go out by myself. Cannot lose face. My face very important.

He was close to despair and was about to flood his eyes when a thought struck him like a thunderbolt.

His thoughts:
Yes, I’ll just take anyone of the escalator and see if it is the correct one. There is a 50% chance of getting the right one. See! I’m smarter already. I know what is 50% chance.

With that, he placed his foot on the escalator, and fell. He hurriedly picked himself up and got on to the second escalator. Up he went.

It was a long wait. 9minutes before the next train. He waited and waited and waited. When the train finally came, he boarded it.

MRT trains occasionally make various announcements over the overhead speaker. Kao listen at each one of them in awe and amazement.

His thoughts:
WOW! How come the same girl so smart can speak so many languages one?

One of the announcements that struck him most is one that ends with “ximi-lan ximi-lan ximi-lan.” For a strange and unexplainable reason, Kao simply loves the sound of it, even love it much more than his self-proclaimed girlfriend, Elmo, who is not even a friend of Kao. Kao, being a cute and intelligent child, started imitating the words.

“ximi-lan ximi-lan ximi-lan.”

“ximi-lan ximi-lan ximi-lan.”

“ximi-lan ximi-lan ximi-lan.”

“ximi-lan ximi-lan ximi-lan.”

“hahaha”

“ximi-lan ximi-lan ximi-lan.”

“ximi-lan ximi-lan ximi-lan.”

Then, a chinese announcement came, ending with “Jiu, jiu, jiu”

It was then when Kao heard somebody also saying “jiu jiu jiu” He turned and saw a malay girl, about the same age as himself, imitating the sound.

His face turned as red as an apple.

His face went redder than an apple as the next announcement came “Jurong East Interchange”

After word
There is a point to this story, but it went on a vacation.


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