The Wheels on the Bus Go Round and Round

1 January 2019

Let me start with what I did from early today. I have a lovely granddaughter who turned two in November. She and her family were flying off to Melbourne this morning and we sent her off as early as 7:00 a.m. The flight was from KLIA2. There was a huge crowd, although much has been automated such as check-in and printing of boarding passes and baggage tags. The flight left safely at 10:35 a.m.

There were two girls maybe 5 and 6 years-old who were singing, “The wheels on the bus go round and round, round and round….” My granddaughter pulled my hand in the direction of a train cut out on hearing these kids singing and posing in the train’s windows. She’s heard the song many times on the television.

I was surprised when my granddaughter me to take photographs of her posing at some cut out train, though she was too short to stick her face up properly like these girls she had noticed. She had actually seen the older girls being photographed by their mother. See the photograph below.

She is not tall enough.

Usually we would suggest to her where to stand and how to pose in order to take photos of her, but today it was her who did so. Often she would be too playful making faces at us or not looking at the camera, but today, she was such an angel.

At the end of the train.

We shall miss you while you are in Australia.

Petaling Jaya, 1 January 2019

Welcome 2019.

I am planning to journal everyday as a form of therapy! I know it will be difficult, but I like to challenge myself. Instead of only writing journals privately, I have decided to occasionally write short daily blogs.

I will see whether I can sustain this or not. But I would be happy even if I just end up writing once-a-week.

Cheers.