Tuesday, October 31, 2006

Koay Teow Soup

When I was young, I lived in a deserted kampong deep in
the jungle. Every night,my mother would ask me not to go
home too late as there won't be any transportation after
a certain time.

One night, before going home, I ta pao a kueh teow soup
for supper. I was late and I waited for the taxi/bus but
there was none. I was getting worried as the night was
getting darker and darker. So I tried to flag down
private vehicles to take me home. There was no one
stopping for me, till one motorcyclist took compensation
on me and stopped to give me a lift.

He was a man with a kind face. I accepted his offer and
got onto his motorbike. On the way home, we would pass
by a temple. At night, the temple would look eerily
spooky with the dim lights from the candles. At first,
the motorcyclist was warm and friendly. When the temple
was approaching, the motorcyclist eyes grow much bigger.

His kind face turned to a face of anger. He was muttering
something loud but was not audible to me. I was so scared
that I closed my eyes in order not to see his angry face.
Then, the motorcyclist stopped in front of the temple and
then yelled at me. "Your kueh teow soup is so hot!It is
burning my thigh! Can you please move it away???"

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