Last weekend i went back to Penang , cause my great grandma ( we call her Ah Chor ) needs help for Cheng Meng Festival..My late grandpa used to help her every year..cleaning the old graves,cutting the grass and stuff like that.But now since he's no longer here , there's no one else to lend a helping hand..My great grandma has 5 children..2 sons and 3 daughters including my late Grandma..her eldest son ( my great uncle is no longer here ) Her second daughter lives KL , my grandma also no longer here..Third Daughter ( has alot of 'Pantang's So she wont get herself involved in this kinda thing ) Youngest and remaining Son is a Pure Christian...SO WHO ELSE IS LEFT TO HELP?
Its just some simple stuff basically..Ah chor asked if me and my sisters would like to help and of course its an honour to do so...I mean its our long dead ancestors graves...Jesse cant make it this year cause she's working..So its just me and Jolene..So my uncle came to pick us up that day..Ah Chor insisted to come as well..She's almost in tears again when she says it was really so nice of u to offer to help..cause it reminds her of my late grandpa...Sigh...
I love to hear stories about the old days..i really wish i could dig up all those stories because without the past there will be no present..Penang is such an old place and its such a waste when developers knock down all the old colonial buildings..I guess people just don't care anymore because all they can think of is how to make money..I used to argue with my mum about this matter..and she said if everyone is like me..there will be no development..and everyone is just living in the past..She's right but i still DISAGREE...
Last but not guess who's the photographer of the day....jeng jeng jeng
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