a JoYriDe...

I rode my old green bicycle (now it is my sister’s possession) for a joyride around the paddy field. I passed the old small wooden bridge which is commonly used by the locals here to get to the neighbourhood village. Once I had used the bridge to fish together with my little brother when flooding occurs as the paddy field overflowed its bank…but that seems to be a long time ago...since I was in Form 4…still a memory!!! huhu…