StorySession1

10 years+ ago, we were three lil' young girls.

All we did was have fun, played Doctor-Patient, where we had our cupboards with the stickers labelled with alphabets. Just like how the cupboards in real clinics were labelled. We had separate cards with names for our "patients" with names like, Timothy Tan and etc.

Then we played SalonSalon!

where we would use all the combs and hairdryer in my house, and put a stool next to the basin in the washroom, and pretend to "wash our hair". and the amount of oil/conditioner/hair styling products we used. It was all about this three alphabets - F U N.

Then we played...urm..lets just call it Hospital. :P

We were the "patients", "doctors", "nurses", "ambulance crews".. Because there were only 3 of us, so we had to switch our "roles" almost all the time. But it was awesome. Really memorable moments. I remember how we used to shout and moan as if we were in pain, and others will "comfort" the ones in "pain"

I also remember there was once, we were playing with water and bubbles. we were in the bathroom, splashing water all over each other for a looooooong time, until the tank was out of water, and we had nice scolding from the parents. HAHA.

And remember our Kemahiran Hidup's carpentry work?

We had to paint our so called Kerja Kayu, and we decided to MIX the PAINT on the newspaper. And me, being the genius, decided to put my hand there and try to make a handprint or something, then Rach joined the fun, so did Evie. From one hand each, all three of us decided to have MORE fun, by putting both our hands in the puddle of paint.

Note : we only had ONE bottle of paint thinner.

After a while of playing and fooling around, we decided to stop playing and wash our hands.

THEN! I forgot whose leg or hand accidentally knocked down the only bottle of thinner. and we were like SHIT SHIT SHIT.

Rach got her foot cut by the pieces of broken glass. Me and Evie were freaking out and wondering what to do. It was already midnight. And their parents were asleep. We decided to be smart! we went to the washroom to CLEAN our hands and YES, the washroom was also dirty by then.

We had noooo choice but to wake their parents up and told them what happened.

It was super scary I tell you. But I bet we will remember that incident, for life! right?

There's so much more to say, so many stories to tell.

Stay tuned for the next story telling session :P

Evie. Me. Rach