Just now, when mummy and I were talking about the past, we talked about my paternal grandfather. The image of my grandfather came onto my mind and my tears just rolled down my cheeks.

I've always loved yeye, and yeye loved me too. Out of so many grandchildren he got, he doted on me the most. Although he was a very traditional man, even though I'm a girl, he never loved me any lesser. Throughout my growing years till I was 13, other than my maternal grandparents, I was really close to him, sometimes even closer than my parents. I remember I'll call him few times a week just to chat with him and visit him in Malaysia every weekend.

He gave me the best he could. He taught me so much about life that I'll never forget till the day I die. He taught me how to plant a guava tree, catch a chicken, set a rat trap, how to choose good durians and how to shoot squirrels (Yes, he lived in a kampong), all these things I'll probably never ever be able to learn if he had never taught me how. He even scolds my granny when she scolded me for nothing and stood by me no matter what. He was the coolest grandpa, ever.


Yeye, I miss you so much. I know you read english, that's why I'm writing this to you. Even though it's been 6years since you left us, but you have never left my mind. I stilll vividly remember everything you did for me. Though granny never stopped bullying me, but I put up with her because you were such a great grandpa to me. I wish you had lived longer and never leave me.

I hope I'll still be your granddaughter next lifetime, but promise me you won't leave me so soon.