heirloom
i have decided i shall leave a heirloom for my girls…BUT i no money, no jewellery and nowadays most things very biodegrable that means everything will turn to dust…no wonder people leave their children gold and stocks and shares and houses…oh man jia lat leh…
nevertheless…i have decided, i shall leave my children a my-thoughts book. a book with all my feelings about them. somewhat like a blog but i worry one day internet no longer exist ha ha ha in case lah. i remember i use to put pictures up Yahoo photos but didn;t go back there long time. by the time i try to go and see my ROM pictures ITS GONE! and apparently its a forever gone thing! so there, wordpress may not be here when victoria is 15 .
what i worry is what if i die suddenly? i have so much to tell, teach and share with my girls. shits! what if i die before i can even start penning all my thoughts down for them.
so with that in my brains, i went to popular to choose a really suitable book/journal. initially i was very moved to get something really nice and expensive, afterall its gonna be an heirloom (even for their children to read about granny Jassy) i pick out the first one. a really nice and smooth, velvety touch, a few colours to choose from. turn around, waaah $17! you must be laughing at me right? somemore i got 10% ha ha ha people buy like $30, $40 one but here i am struggling ho ho ho…
so from leather look-a-like, pretty mini scrap books, stitch bound, staples, elastic, plain covers, paper covers, hard, soft, plastic…all have! pick and choose pick and choose, AH! finally a pretty hard cover with cheap looking single line pages inside, best of all its $5.90! ha ha ha set lah…
as i turn around…MORE CHOICES…hesitating again…
i am a mother of all ngiaos…for the heirloom for my girls, i finally settled on a brown, paper cover, with 4 cartoon humans on it, singles line and its only…
$1.90
my first lesson to my girls inside will be…don’t worry about the cover, seriously, its the inside…
now i worry…20 years later, the pages, once turn, CRUMBLES…
you, my dear readers, can go tell them about their mother’s intention then.
thanks ah!
