Once upon a time, there lived a student who was studying late night for his exams. It was midnight. He wanted to take a break. He came out of his to take a look at the neighbourhood. There he found a light in another house. Very curious, he went there. There he found a painter painting. When he asked what he painted, the painter said he painted only dead people. He was painting his own picture. Oh my God. (Memory collected at the Bukit Panjang Public Library during "The Singapore Story: My Heart, My Hope, My Home" campaign from 6 Sep to 31 Dec 2012)