In the playground,
I used to pluck these little purple flowers, count it like a money and play barter trade game with brother and neighbours.
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Friday, April 22, 2016
Every childhood flowers
In the 80's, my generation still growing up in playgrounds with slowly emerging with 2nd generation handphones, Windows 95 computers and Learning type-writing CD, Floppy disk, Age of Empire and Star Craft PC games.
In the playground,
I used to pluck these little purple flowers, count it like a money and play barter trade game with brother and neighbours.
I drink sugary liquid from these flowers when I started favouring the taste after the first try.
I even catch light blue butterflies, sometimes I accidentally broke its wings in the hunting process. and find dead fresh insects like grasshopper, making fireplace from matchstick and played 'Barbeque' Those was the cruelest time I had been until I understand what's 'pain' is about as I aged.
In the playground,
I used to pluck these little purple flowers, count it like a money and play barter trade game with brother and neighbours.
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