2009年1月28日 星期三

Old High School Buddies of Mine















I haven’t caught up writing again in this blog because I felt alone when doing it and always suspect I myself am the only one in and out of this blog space. This hasn’t changed until recently one of my senior high school classmates, Y.C., asked me in the phone why I seemed to discontinue writing something in the blog now. She gives me back my stamina and endeavor to maintain this blog again.
Every high school classmate reunion party has its own legacy and is full of touching stories. I first attended this party was roughly 26 years after we were graduated. Right now we’ve been sharing nearly three decades of friendship and memories from the same old time in which we could not imagine a world flourishing with internet, Wi-Fi, and SMS. What we had back then were hand-written letters, bicycles to wander around the town, and guitars to show up our egos.
Our class teacher, Mr. Guo, responsible for our performance and acting as a mentor for us, taught us mathematics. “You won’t be able to find classmates in the university that are dearer and closer than one you have now.” He said. That kind of relationship arising in those high school
years is pure without any conflict interest, always looking forward to a reunion party in the unknown future when expecting the fact of separation very soon.
In the first year in the medical school, I could not afford to buy a microscope for the Histology course. I talked to S.H. studying 150 km away down south in another University. Unbelievably, he sent me money for getting a new one without mentioning repayment. After graduation, I applied for a job as an internal medicine resident. In order to sign an effective contract, a down-payment was compulsory to secure the job position. (make sure I would definitely take the job in time). For me then a poor newly-graduated, that was a big sum of money. My senior high school classmate, P.K., tackled the problem for me. Those things you won’t talk to other people owing to self-esteem issue. However, my senior high school classmates shared some of my secrets in the past. They are easily becoming someone you would turn to when you need help or are desperate.
My classmates now live in different countries with majority dwelling in Malaysia, Singapore, Taiwan, Thailand, and Canada.

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