This is not an autobiography. I would never write a history of myself. On the other hand, throughout my young days at school and just afterwards a number of things happened to me that I have never forgotten.
None of these things is important, but each of them made such a tremendous impression on me that I have never been able to get them out of my mind. Each of them, even after a lapse of fifty and sometimes sixty years, has remained seared on my memory.
I didn’t have to search for any of them. All I had to do was skim off the top of my consciousness and write them down.
Some are funny. Some are painful. Some are unpleasant. I suppose that is why I have always remembered them so vividly. All are true.
~ Roald Dahl”
This is something I read over when I pick up this book of this amazing author Roald Dahl – “Boy”. After reading this very simple preface or front note, and I have made up my mind that I want to buy this book.
This book initially I bought it for myself with the intention of Issac would read one day. After seeing him reading so many books, I told him that this “Boy” and the “Going Solo”, he would read it after he have read all the Roald Dahl’s books. This would be the last book, because I think he will appreciate the stories more, when he sort of read more and ‘grow up a bit more’.
I found it so true. When I think back all those years that I was young as a child or teenager or even young single adult, there was times or moments which I would never forgot and remember until now. Just time would wait for no man and pass through us without us knowing or realize that.
I guess that is the reason why I want to keep writing and keep recording with everything photos I have. I am writing about the present which my family. I want to write my childhood whereby most of my photos are with Esiang there. I hope can able to continue and pursuit this little dream of mine.
