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Disappearing Roots
I have fond memories of following my mother to the wet market in Ghim Moh area, walking around the jungle of stands, trying not to slip and fall in my slippers and carelessly getting nay feet wet from the water that dropped off from the fish counters and vegetable stands to the stone floor, listening to her bargain in Teochew to the vegetable seller who in the next minute would start talking
to another customer in Malaysian.
The book store in Ghim Moh that my brother James and I visited frequently as kids, closed 4 years ago after over 30 years in business. I used to appreciate the fact that it had changed little over the course of three decades, the shelves still stocking the same types of notebooks that I had bought as a 7-year-old kid. It was our childhood landmark and it had allowed me to follow my childhood footsteps on its same worn concrete floors.
I noticed that a big shady tree just outside of the Ghim Moh market had been removed and in its place stood a skinny tree that could not shade the little dog that was sitting under it, desperate for some shade in the hot mid-day sun.
Yes, in Singapore we have pictures in museums and books reminding us of our local heritage (遗产) Many of our favorite places can only be read about nowadays in books or magazines.
We are physical beings. We make sense of our world and our relationship to our world through our senses. Sometimes, it's not enough to just read about it. We have to feel it, smell it, touch it so as to form our own memories of it, our own stories, and in turn share those experiences and stories with other people.
I'm pretty sure I'm not alone.
C. To express his regret. D. To applaud the change.
B. They disappeared from where they belonged.
C. They serve as monuments to the old days. D. They have become landmarks of the country,
B. Hold on to our roots.
C. Share our experiences with others.
D. Get connected to our friends.