During my early childhood time in kampong life, every evening, I will rest myself on a jambu tree. I will climb about two metres high with my skirt on. Resting there gives a pleasure to me. Its very calm. Neighbours who walk passed on their way back home from work, would glimpse on me. They smile or shout my name. The best part is I will always scared to climb down. (Memory collected at the Toa Payoh Public Library during 'The Singapore Story: My Heart, My Hope, My Home' campaign from 6 Sep to 31 Dec 2012)