FSO: Memories

Back in 1974, when I was young and green, and a really enthusiastic teacher, I accepted the invitation by three boys in a Form 2 class. I taught them English. They said they would take me to a long bike ride. It was long indeed. I rode and rode and rode, and went off the main road to the SAN BA aka country. We went to one of their houses, and the mother couldn't believe a teacher would come with them.
When I got back to town, I could hardly walk. I went to Jenny Chew's apartment. Her Dad (now my Kai Dad) must have notice the way I walked. I told him, and he was very displeased. He said I could have been killed by soldiers mistaking me to be a communist. and my bike could have a puncture. I should at least have got my bike check out by their bike repair boy.
In hindsight, I know how silly I was. Those of you who are not aware of the history of that region, I went to the nest of the communist.
I have been back to Kai Chung, no one could tell me who those 3 boys were.

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