The Square People
Posted on 12.06.08 to Friends by Joan
Back in secondary school, I was best friends with a girl called Cherie. I then got to know Chee Ken (whom we affectionately name ‘Chicken’) through a holiday guitar class. Somehow, Chicken’s friend Kenneth found out that Cherie was his primary school mate and all four of us formed a friendship that lasted through various peaks and troughs.
The boys went away to attend university, Kenneth in the UK and Chicken in the States. Cherie and I stayed on in Singapore but drifted apart because we took completely different subjects and subsequently went in different circles.
We used to have a tradition though — we’d meet up for a proper dinner at least once every year, during the Christmas period. It was always a ball of laughs with us. There were ups and there were downs too. But we four had a friendship that never seems to change through the years.
We met up for dinner again this week and it was wonderful being with the few people who knew the real me, before I was hardened and shaped by life. One’s a doctor, one does interesting computer stuff at a government agency, and one’s a successful businesswoman. How far we’ve come along from our teenage years.
In those few hours, it felt like we were teenagers once again. I’ve not felt that carefree in a long time. It was even nicer how we all seemed to be the same four people, essentially.
I love my square people.
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It is nice, huh? That we are essentially the same as we once were; that the core of who we are remains the same- even if sometimes we have to look deep and hard under the rubble that have shaded us to see that.
Love ya. And the rest of the square.
rie the sockette added these pithy words on
Dec 08 08 at
11:25 PM
