So this year, I had everything on a monthly + weekly calendar and a to-do lists. We "divided and conquered" all tasks one by one. Communicating with the new teacher, Registering for new enrichment class, Swimming test level up, Passport renewal, Play, Doctor's appointments, Children falling sick (one after another) Water Heater broken... There's just so many things that can pop up on the lists.
With all these tasks, I don't feel overwhelmed. The lists helped.
I wondered how some working parents cope with even more... A daily dose of energy booster potion? I would need one if there's any.
I had finished reading 2 books this year. "If cats disappeared from the world" and "The Tipping Point". Both books got me thinking...
The time when we used the rotary dial phone on the landline. It was such a joy to dial (rotating number "0" was the best), waiting for the other person to pick up (listening to the tone), speaking to the other person on hours and not able to move around (fix spot). There was also the time when phone will get crossed lined with another call and we could hear the other conversations - funny ones would be the lovey-dovey calls.
Then there was the time when we needed to make calls on the phone booth. I would make the call outside to avoid being caught chatting too long on the phone but I needed to prepare so many coins.... And sometimes while talking you'd get nervous when the screen started blinking meaning that it will stop at anytime. There are also times when you put in a little too much, and the conversation ended early, so you'd tell the other party there's still some time left and we awkwardly continue talking random topics and asked if the time was almost up. I remember I would use it to call my mom from school especially if I forgot my PE clothes.
I remember my Dad had a giant cellphone with a portable bag. It was an antique, and we children loved playing with it.
I remember getting my first Nokia flip cellphone. That was during university days. I would write all the messages down in a book since the memory of the phone was so limited. I had it with me all the time, even in the toilet. One day, I accidentally dropped it in the squatting toilet bowl. I had to ask a guy friend for help to pick it up. I know it's very eeky but the phone was sooooo important to me.
I won a landline phone in a lucky draw. Lol that was also a story to remember.
I had good memories of phone.
From the chapter, before movies "disappears completely", the part the writer wrote that a blank screen was shown and he has flashbacks of his life; this made me teared up. I thought to myself, how can I forget that our lives were a giant big screen movie.
I remember when I was in kindergarten, I would watch cartoons on the big bulky tv until I fall asleep. My dad would carry me to the bedroom and I would pretend to sleep so I don't have to walk back to bed. I often rewatched the same cartoons over and over.
I remember when our Lee family; grandparents, uncles, aunties, cousins would gather in the living room of our big home and we would watch the movies together during CNY and on the weekends. It was a fun and merry tradition. We had also an antique black and white TV that has a console, rotating dial for a radio and a sliding cover. I loved the noisy crowd and tightness of the extended family.
I remember the time when we often watched movies together as a family. Every week, my dad would bring us to a tape rental store to choose one to watch for the week. We had to choose very carefully which movie we wanted to watch (unlike now, there are so many movies to choose from and we get bored from the selections). We, the children, used to look forward to going to the rental stores.
There were just so many good memories of both phone and movies...
In the second book, it gives ideas about factors to start a trend or spread a behaviour. The little things; often overlooked; but highly "infectious"
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