Wednesday, January 09, 2013

Rubber seeds

I have a collection of rubber seeds and other seeds. Since young. And they are still around. Of coz some of them rotted, and some got bad smell etc. but there are still good ones. One of my favourite past time collecting seeds. Esp. Rubber seeds and saga seeds. Just could not resist to pick up one when i happen to see. Use to have rubber tree growing in the backyard when i was still living in kampong. That was at the ntu area. And everyday, i could hear the rubber tree fruit splitting sound and the rubber seeds will fly all over. And i could pick them up from the backyard. The feeling was so nice. After shifted to hdb, i dun have much chances to see rubber trees except once in botanic garden and also in pulau ubin. And lower peirce reserviour. But thise seeds dun look as clean and dry as the ones i collected from my own backyard. Last week my brother picked some for me from ntu area. Those rubber seeds are pieces of memories of our kampong days.we use to rub the seeds against the hot and burning floor surface and use that to "burn" one another. Miss those kampong days. We din even get to eat our one and only durian fruit from our one and only durian tree, and we were forced to leave the kampong.and the land was taken from us at a dirt cheap price, which is so insignificant as compare to now.urbanization has taken so much away from us. Though things have change maybe for the better and old things give way for better things to come. But i think it is only in the material aspect, we have become more empty in the hearts.我们回不去了。真的回不去了。

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