Little animal boy

Little boy are animals. They're indestructible creatures made of stones with sticks and ball bearings. Their mission is clear - push the boundaries whereever possible. We hit our heads on cushions, trying our best to crush it.. then we mistook the wall for the cushions. Keep in mind that little teenage girls and raging hormones aren't yet in the picture.

Ah... ignorance is truly bliss.

I grew up near Shaw Road, in KL. I was born in 1970. Fascinating, isn't it? I hung out in this great neighbourhood gang in the school SRK Sungei Way. When our group of guys assembled, we were like part of a motorbike gang. Of course, minus the bikes but we used to ride on sticks. All different personality types were there. It's seems funny how we still seem to be those same people as adults.

As a gang, we always vie for leadership. One's bigger, the other smarter; both qualify. Munich son of Apukutty and I both had leadership qualities, even though he was a year older.

We thrashed it out one day in the boy's toilet. An empty can of Coke was placed near the sink and whoever shot it down first with the morning urine, wins. He did. I shot mine at his shoes.

Munich was a giant, so everyone is afraid of him and that somehow made him appear smarter. He loves to torture people (At that age we called it teasing: "I was just teasing the cat/dogs/schoolmates/Alaz). Anyway, our gang used to beat up new students coming to primary one all the time. Of course we call it "roughhousing".. I called it "teasing".. the new students wasted no words. They called it "pain." Then Munich will point his finger at me and ask, "Hey, you wanna be my punching bag?" And I'd say "No you big jerk, but maybe next time I'll aim my pee higher towards your face"

Apparently Munich rarely heard my clever comebacks, partly owing to my mumbling them under my breath and running at full speed in the opposite direction. Or maybe he was just deaf.