Saturday, May 3, 2008
You know, today I was browsing through Youtube, and I chanced upon a clip that really brought me back to the old days.
Yamakasi, a French movie about a group of people who aim to move from one point to another as efficiently and quickly as possible, otherwise known as Parkour or l'art du déplacement. Anyway I shan't go into the details of the movie, but it's a great one, so watch it if you can. I highly recommend it.
Anyway to the main point of this post. I watch Yamakasi back in Secondary One where our History teacher, Adrian Chia showed it to us every now and then as a reward for the class. I remember we being twelve and thirteen year olds then, we were enthralled in such a movie, complaining every time our teacher had to stop airing the movie as his lesson was over. But that aside, being young and active (lol), we converted our recess time into playing a catching game we dubbed Yamakasi, or at least some of us did. Though the essence was just catching, I think the term 'Yamakasi' then brought new meaning and fun to the simple game called catching. I remember us playing it without fail every recess, and since our class was located at a quiet corner on the ground floor of one of the blocks of the school, it was real fun. Not to mention the school is built on a hill so you could basically run up and down the hill to access different levels of the school. Those days in Secondary One were definitely fun, I don't think we really had any cares about studies then or about our futures then. Sure, occasionally we may think about the future, but usually it's only a passing thought as the future then, was merely a distant entity.
Also, that was how I got my name Aids anyway. And it stuck onto me pretty darn well, becoming more or less like a second name to me already. Yeah, sometimes I wonder why it's aids and not some other disease though. Not to forget besides that, we used to go to school very early in the morning to lock our class doors. I can't believe we duplicated the class door keys so bad that there were duplicates of duplicates of duplicates. Practically half the class had the class key then, even though there should only be one in existence. So anyway we loved to get to school as early as possible, lock the doors from inside, and then stick the key into the keyhole so that no one else could open the doors (yeah, everyone had the key, so locking the door from inside out was quite useless). Oh and I still remember the window panes getting removed because some people wanted to get into the class through the window.
Those really were the days, and to think that those days are long gone already, and that we're at the crossroads to the future, making big decisions at this period of time. Miss those days, and I'll gladly keep them as sweet memories of the childish and stupid things we used to do way back when we were younger. || posted by Kuan Hui
Yamakasi, a French movie about a group of people who aim to move from one point to another as efficiently and quickly as possible, otherwise known as Parkour or l'art du déplacement. Anyway I shan't go into the details of the movie, but it's a great one, so watch it if you can. I highly recommend it.
Anyway to the main point of this post. I watch Yamakasi back in Secondary One where our History teacher, Adrian Chia showed it to us every now and then as a reward for the class. I remember we being twelve and thirteen year olds then, we were enthralled in such a movie, complaining every time our teacher had to stop airing the movie as his lesson was over. But that aside, being young and active (lol), we converted our recess time into playing a catching game we dubbed Yamakasi, or at least some of us did. Though the essence was just catching, I think the term 'Yamakasi' then brought new meaning and fun to the simple game called catching. I remember us playing it without fail every recess, and since our class was located at a quiet corner on the ground floor of one of the blocks of the school, it was real fun. Not to mention the school is built on a hill so you could basically run up and down the hill to access different levels of the school. Those days in Secondary One were definitely fun, I don't think we really had any cares about studies then or about our futures then. Sure, occasionally we may think about the future, but usually it's only a passing thought as the future then, was merely a distant entity.
Also, that was how I got my name Aids anyway. And it stuck onto me pretty darn well, becoming more or less like a second name to me already. Yeah, sometimes I wonder why it's aids and not some other disease though. Not to forget besides that, we used to go to school very early in the morning to lock our class doors. I can't believe we duplicated the class door keys so bad that there were duplicates of duplicates of duplicates. Practically half the class had the class key then, even though there should only be one in existence. So anyway we loved to get to school as early as possible, lock the doors from inside, and then stick the key into the keyhole so that no one else could open the doors (yeah, everyone had the key, so locking the door from inside out was quite useless). Oh and I still remember the window panes getting removed because some people wanted to get into the class through the window.
Those really were the days, and to think that those days are long gone already, and that we're at the crossroads to the future, making big decisions at this period of time. Miss those days, and I'll gladly keep them as sweet memories of the childish and stupid things we used to do way back when we were younger. || posted by Kuan Hui
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