Discovering The Southern Ridges

HENDERSON WAVES
( From weekend TODAY...May31 - June1,2008)

Take your family to see this new bridge that is literally making waves for being the highest pedestrian bridge in Singapore.

The Hendersen Waves was built as part of The Southern Ridge, a 9km chain of green space that includes Mount Faber, Telok Blangah Hill, Kent Ridge Park and West Coast park. The 36m-high bridge connects Mount Faber Park to Telok Blangah Hill Park.

From 7pm to 2am daily, the bridges wave forms are lit with LED lights that give off an ethereal feel

Learn more about the Southern Ridges and the Hendersen Waves at http://www.nparks.gov.sg/southernridges.html


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Spies Beware - LSC has a Brighter Idea!

From LSC to Friends Of BPES:
RE: SNOOPING



"Telecommunication and Telephone switch exchange technologies act like gigantic computers that can record and track every phone call made, and if need be, on request from owners and rulers, record any particular phone number's actual calls if they so desire. Singapore has that capability too.

GSM and 3G technologies can triangulate and position you to accuracy within 5m of where you actually are.

If you don't want to be tracked, don't carry a mobile phone.

If you love to be tracked, carry 2 or 3 mobile phones from all carriers, so they get confused, by placing different phones at home each day."


LSC

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Love Without Regret (from Janet)

Our Wise Janet said:-

Very true! Very inspiring!

TO ALL I KNOW............

A blind boy sat on the steps of a building with a hat by his feet. He held up a sign, which said: 'I am blind, please help.' There were only a few coins in the hat.

A man was walking by. He took a few coins from his pocket and dropped them into the hat. He then took the sign, turned it around, and wrote some words. He put the sign back so that everyone who walked by would see the new words.

Soon the hat began to fill up. A lot more people were giving money to the blind boy. That afternoon the man who had changed the sign came to see how things were. The boy recognized his footsteps and asked, 'Were u the one who changed my sign this morning? What did you write?'

The man said, 'I only wrote the truth. I said what u said but in a different way.'

What he had written was: 'Today is a beautiful day and I cannot see it.'

Do you think the first sign & the second sign were saying the same thing?
Of course, both signs told people the boy was blind. But the first sign simply said the boy was blind. The second sign told people they were so lucky that they were not blind. Should we be surprised that the second sign was more effective?

Moral of the Story:

Be thankful for what you have. Be creative. Be innovative. Think differently and positively.

Invite the people towards good with wisdom. Live life with no excuse and love with no regrets..

When Life gives you a 100 reasons to cry, show life that you have 1000 reasons to smile. Face your past without regret. Handle your present with confidence. Prepare for the future without fear. Keep the faith and drop the fear.

Don't believe your doubts and doubt your beliefs. Life is a mystery to solve not a problem to resolve.

Life is wonderful if you know how to live.

Lived Life to the fullest.......and Make A Difference.. ... JJJ

'As we live each day, may we do our part to make one difference.. to plant hope & touch hearts..
And through each day, may it be our goal... to encourage and inspire those around us.... God bless .. '

Best internet pictures

Dear BPES enlightened members,

Here is the link to the best internet pictures of 2007.
Enjoy.

http://www.scribd.com/doc/3082128/bestpictures

WS

Thank You Mr Kandasamy!

Looking back into my primary school days brought fond memories, tears, joy, fear & laughter..

For one thing, I will always remember the soft side of Mr Kanda ( his kindness & generosity), despite his strict outward appearance as a discipline master.

Mr Kanda was our Prefect master. One day, when we were in primary six, he stomped into our class, and called me out. I was told to follow him. I was fearful and confused, wondering what have I done wrong . And he was walking towards the principal's office!! Upon reaching the principal's office, he lifted me onto the bench which was outside the office ( the bench was too high for me) and instructed me to sit there. He then went into the office and came out with a first-aid box. Thereafter he removed the dressing on my injured knee, cleaned my wound & applied some medicine. He then told me to see him should I injure myself again, and never to use my traditional methods of treatment. Then he sent me back to class. I was so touched.

You see...I came from a not-so-well-to-do family. Whenever we had injuries, my dad would pound some herbs & apply onto our wounds. Once, I fell and had bruises on my knee. Being naive & ignorant, I will let the dogs licked on the wounds, believing that it will help in the recovery. At times, I will pound some leaves together with some chicken "pooh" and apply onto my wound..Yuks!!


It so happened that just after that incident, we had to write a composition (can't remember the topic). So I wrote all these traditional remedy in the English composition. Mr Kanda must have been shocked after reading my compo that he had stomped straight into the class and got me out to the principal's office & help me changed the dressings. Subsequently for the following few days, he continued to dress my wounds till it healed.

There was also another occasion when we were writing about our hobbies for English composition (again?!). I wrote that I like to collect stamps. But as my family did not receive many letters, I had very few stamps.

One day, Mr Kanda called me, and discreetly gave me a bundle of stamps..WOW!! There were so many and mostly were from Ceylon. I was so elated! Stamps from other countries were a rare commodity at that time! And he continued to give me a few more times. He also gave to other students as well, if I am not mistaken, Iris was also one of the beneficiaries..;)

At times, before the bell rang for class recess, Mr Kanda would ask me to buy some curry puffs from the school tuckshop for him. Other times, I helped collect or return the students exercise books.. Doing "chores" and running errands for teachers at that age made us feel great and important.

Somehow, all these did help to build up my self esteem and confidence. I have had my teachers to thank for - Mr Kanda, Mr Chow, Ms Chong, Ms Goh, Ms Heng and Ms Sharifah..

While writing these, I reminisce about my childhood days in BPES, those gestures still touch my heart, bring tears of gratefulness. My teachers have a great part to play in molding me into what I am today!

I wish we could locate Mr Kanda, and I really want to thank him again from the bottom of my heart for the kindness he had extended to me.

A Brief History Of Our School (an extract)

"It was a peaceful morning in January 1932. The first Principal Mrs Downe and her staff of three stood at attention as the Union Jack was raised to the strains of 'God Save the King'. Behind them stood the first sixty pupils of the school facing a new building from bricks and sturdy teakwood.

Bukit Panjang English School (as it was then known) was one of the very few primary schools in the northern part of Singapore. The first principal Mrs Downe and her staff had to go round Bukit Panjang Village and district to persuade parents to send their children to school. After much effort together with the assistance of Mr Goh Tong Liang , a prominent resident, they managed to enrol the first sixty pupils.

A week after the school started Mrs Downe and a teacher were transfered out because of the small enrolment. Another teacher Miss Alvis, was appointed the new headmistress. She teamed up with another chinese lady teacher to teach all the pupils. Words soon spread about Bukit Panjang English School. From a humble beginning of two classes, the school grew from strength to strength. By 1941, there were classes from standard one to standard six. By this time Singapore's first civil airport was opened at kallang in 1937 and a giant naval base,King George VI Dock was opened in 1938.

In 1941, Japan declared war and joined the fray of warring nations in the Second World War. A few months later the Japanese occupied Singapore on 16 February 1942. It is believed that the Imperial Army occupied the school building during the war.

On 12 September 1945 the war ended when the Japanese surrendered to the British but the school did not reopen until January 1948. The principal, Mr C A Peterson took office and left transfered in 1951. He was succeeded by Mr Wee Loh Siew. By then the enrolment had steadily increased to 350. To cope with the increasing demand for places, Bukit Panjang Government Afternoon School was opened in July 1952, with an initial enrolment of 112. During this period, the school published an annual magazine under the editoralship of Ms Boswell. These magazines provide an invaluable record of the school in the fifties.

In 1955, this Afternoon school was moved out to form the nucleus of Princess Elizabeth School. In its place, the Bukit Panjang School II was opened with six classes and a staff of seven. With each passing year, the enrolment of both sessions increased substantially and by 1959 all classes both in School I and II were full.

In 1959, Singapore gained Independence from Britain and the People's Action Party swept into power. Mr Lee Kuan Yew became the first Prime Minister of Singapore. In Bukit Panjang English School, Mr Wee Loh Siew was succeeded by Mr Felix Choo in 1959. Due to the growing enrolment, two classes had to function temporarily at the Bukit Panjang Community Centre until 1965.

Meanwhile in 1962, Mr C B Jesudason was appointed the principal. During the sixties, the school excelled in the field of athletics. On 8 August 1965, the Repulic of Singapore was born. It was a period of changes in the new born nation.


In Bukit Panjang Primary School, Mr C B Jesudason was succeeded by Mrs J Thanabalasingam in 1970. The following year, Mr Chen Yoon Chee took over as the head for the next 13 years. During his tenure, much emphasis was placed on academic excellence. He was succeeded by Mr Chew Soi Tee who served as principal from June 1985 to June 1989. During his term the school maintained high academic standard. The present principal, Ms Ng Chwee Poh was appointed in June 1989. Soon after, plans were set in motion in anticipation of the school's relocation.

A year later in June 1990, Bukit Panjang Primary School moved into its spacious, bright new pemises at 109 Cashew Road auguring a new beginning. "

(extracted from the School's official opening of the new building and 60th anniversary on 3 July 1992)

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Preview of our latest botak , li bin

hi folks,

may i present our latest botak, li bin. price he paid for eating durian during last run :-) any one still wants durian??

having some PS3 fun with my "handsome" son (lagi handsome next week when he go botak too) before tonite 15Km taper run.

more botak coming... shao chong, vincent, william, ernest, elton

TRANSPORTS

Dear BPES Gang Members,

This was an email I sent out on 9 May 08 under the Thank God It's Friday series:

Oil price is shooting through the roof. Singaporeans need to learn from others in the world on how to conserve this limited resources. A compilation of the most outstanding inventions by the world's renowned experts on how to save fuel. We can certainly learned from these pictures in the URL below:
http://www.scribd.com/doc/3002251/Transport

The Wise Old Man

Dear BPES Gang Members,

Yesterday, I emailed everyone a special holiday edition of my weekly Friday post.
Some have written to me saying they could not open the attachment.

Please try this URL:
http://www.scribd.com/doc/3002041/TheWiseOldMan-

PS: Scroll down after your launch the URL and be patient for the slides to load.

Happy Holidays to one and all.




Way Seng

Some thing to make your smile

Dear BPES Gang Members,

For those who cannot see the attachments in the email I sent out on Friday,
please try and go to the URL Link below:

http://www.scribd.com/doc/3000603/Somethingtomakeyousmile

PS: Unfortunately, in this URL I cannot make the frog give you his toothy smile.


Way Seng

Fear No Evil

Dear BPES gang members,

We must learn from this example:

Way Seng

Time To Relax For A Long Weekend

Dear BPES gang members,

It is past 5pm on a Friday. Time to relax!

CHEERS TO EVERYONE!


Way Seng

Primary 3A - 1967

Those of you who were from Primary 3A (1967) will remember this photo taken with our form teacher Ms Mary Chong. Can you name all the students in the photo?

The BPES Folk Dancers

For whatever reasons, some of us were picked to take part in folk dancing for a inter-school competition. I certainly do not remember or think it was on a volunteer basis, else having Sim Cheng Huat and our senior Tan Hoi Lee as part of the minority boys is hard to explain. Or we had more boys in the team on reserve, because I definitely remember Chee Seng on the team also.


I think the folk dancing item was the brain child of Ms Goh. She was the main choreographer of this folk dance. We practised very hard for this competition which saw us through to quarter or semi finals which was held at the old National Theatre (1969)




Whatever the reasons, it was months of hard and regular practice to the tune that is still stuck in my head today after 40 years, and friendships made that will last a life time. The National Theatre then was a grand structure located next to Van Cleef Aquarium, where Ms Chong Ai Moi also organised a class outing. Unfortunately both buildings have been torn down in the name of development and left with an empty space at the corner River Valley Rd and Clemenceau Ave. The pretty lass in the center is our babest teacher Ms Heng Huang Ngoh. Pretty Hainanese who lives in 21 Malabar Street, but will punish you by squeezing your hands with pencils in between. She must have worked in the prisons before becoming a teacher. The teacher on the extreme left is Ms Sharifah.

Miss Goh Kwan Gek

We have been wanting to contact a teacher, Miss Goh of P4A (1968). Janet through her resourcefulness, managed to trace her whereabout.

Today Janet and myself visited her. She looks quite fragile, very quiet and doesn't seem to remember much about BPES days except certain names such as Loh Sien Chi, Loh Kim Chuan (for some reasons).

She told us that after leaving BPES she went to teach a Lim Chu Kang Pr and was posted to Teck Whye Pr before she retired in 2006.

We are sorry we could not persuade her to come to our gathering on 7 June. We bade her farewell with heavy hearts as we do not really know what was on her mind. We wish her all the best.

Oil at $126 a barrel

If Gas Prices Continue To Rise, Youʼll See More Of These!!!

Give us a sense of humor, Lord,

Give us the grace to see a joke,

To get some humor out of life,

A tribute to Mother by Bon Hian

Tomorrow is Mother's Day and we have one of the most moving home made poems from our wonderboy.

Hi all,

As Mother’s Day is just around the corner, just wanted to share something I wrote specifically for my mother, who is 82 this year.

For all you BPES ladies out there who are mothers too, hopefully this goes some way to recognize the tremendous sacrifices and love you have showered on your own children.

For those of us who still have our mothers with us today, as sons and daughters, make and take the time to tell them how much we love them.

“Ode To Mother”

In moments like this,

My thoughts turn to thee,

With a deep sigh in my heart,

Yes, your life was hard.

Oh, how you must have trembled,

When there’s no bread on the table,

All through those early years,

With only your words of strength in our ears.

We set off for our primary schools,

All eight of us in our handed-down shoes,

To get an education, you insist,

To get a headstart in life, we persist.

From daybreak to way past nine,

Come rain or shine,

Toiling non-stop to make ends meet,

So that we may have some meat.

Mother dear, we have all come a long way,

Remember, my first paycheck we blew away,

The tears it brought to your face,

That special day we celebrated at our place.

The sacrifices you made,

The chores now done by the maid,

Your heart of pure gold,

A mother’s love you hold.

Thank you, mother dearest,

With this poem, I come nearest,

To putting words to feelings,

That have remained true from the beginning.

Bon

Mother's Day 2008

Lucky to live in Singapore?

When Friday comes, we are often cheered by Way Seng's jokes and humor. However, as many of you may have read in this morning's papers, we need to count our blessings living on this little island free from earthquakes, volcanoes, tsunami and hurricanes. Let us remember those who perished while we worry about rising electricity, petrol, and food prices. Much less political freedom. freedom of the press, Mas Selamat, bad customer service, and smelly public toilets.

At the end of the journey, one sure equalizer is that we will all have to face and be certain that it will happen is our own mortality. So let us remember and stop to smell the roses, talk to our children, call your mum, kiss your wife, take your pet for a walk, and show up at Mr Chow's birthday party. When all is said and done and more of us have time to travel, we should all go on holidays together, whether to golf or to just cruise the Yangtze and visit the 3 gorges dam.

I always remind my wife that as long in lifetime we live in a region that we don't have to experience war, famine or persecution, we are the luckiest lot compared to all our ancestors and the generations after us.

Sien Chi

The Silly things we do for Love

No I don't mean getting married, but allowing and not stopping your over friendly and over enthusiastic hair dresser HELEN from giving you a hair perm for the big day just to be different. And living the rest of your life wondering how did that happened?


Now I must apologize to everyone for being sloppy in keeping in touch with all of you during my secondary school days at Whitley, NJC, Army daze, and the years I was away studying in USA (79-82) and managed to get only a few of you to my wedding on January 26, 1985. There were no handphones or email or MSN then, and our diaspora from the Village. Just 6 digits tel #s.

Mr Chow still looks very chio then, about 37 years old, and definitely a 'To Sir With Love" heartthrob for Christchurch Secondary School girls, like he was for our BPES girls.

Can anyone recogise the rest? We are still trying to locate Gek Lee, seated 2nd from left. Next to Iris Sim, whom I was unsuccessful in wooing. She was then a Singapore Airlines cabin crew and had wings that fly away. Neo Eng Kiong is the one standing in the middle.

More Pictures from Kim Chuan's treasure chest

Me: Luo Xuan Ci a.k.a. Loh Sien Chi (Ai Lay says the naughty one)

The school flower Sim Sea Hong a.k.a. Iris Sim, my puppy love

Miss Chong with some school mates that we have not identified yet (Leftmost)

Our one and only school outing

Seah Chee Seng, Loh Kim Chuan, and Kwoh Leong Keong

Top boy Lee Bon Hian

Mr Kanda with the rest. Peter Koh had permission to wear a different color uniform because he transferred from Ama Keng Pri Sch. He knew how to pose, dont know if he is a model now?

Click on pictures for enlarged view

Pictures from the past

Class Picture 1967 (Where is the teacher?)

The teachers: Mr Kandasamy, ?, Mr Tan, Ms Sharifah, Ms Wong, Ms Chong, Mr Chow

School excursion to Jurong Hilltop

Mr Chow and his students at Botanic Gardens

Jurong Hill Top with a panaromic view of Jurong Industrial Estate under development

FRIDAY IS COMING

People who do lots of work...
make lots of mistakes

People who do less work...
make less mistakes

People who do no work...
make no mistakes

People who make no mistakes...
gets promoted

That's why I spend most of my time
sending e-mails & playing games at work
I need a promotion.

Way Seng

Confirmed: there is no Ismail in our class!

Hello Kian Seng,

Bon Hian says Vellasamy stayed at Jalan Fajar. I know Guan Huat stayed there but never knew there were Indian families at Coconut Hill End. And how you managed to change his name to "Ismail", no wonder we were all blur like sotong.

Of course you can bring and invite as many schoolmates as you can find. Unfortunately those days they don't have any Malays in our session and the school principal Mr Jesudasen didn't do a good job integrating the other session with us. It coukd be due to the 1965 separation and independence politics then and the invisible segregation that we were too naive to know then.

Sien Chi

LKS_GREENWOOD wrote:

Aiyo,

Little did I know that we have so many detectives in our network. It's a
wonderful thing to have these detectives to bring back our memory of those
years in BPES.

I only remembered Samy from P1 to P3, after that I have no idea which class
he went to. I mentioned Ismail (now correctly should be Samy)to Bon as my
memory still carried good impression of him as a nice guy. He was quite
excited when I told him about this network.

Is it O.K. to find back as many old boys and girls, not just those in Mr
Chow's P5?

Cheers
Kian Seng

-----Original Message-----
From: Kwoh Leong Keong (CRISP) [mailto:crsklk@nus.edu.sg]

Subject: RE: Are you coming for Mr Chow's 60th birthday celebration?


You all have excellent memory.

I was in C class form P1 to P4.  Mr Chow was the form teacher in 3C.
Then most of us, including me, were in 5A where Mr Chow was again the
form teacher.  In P6, I was in the B class.

KLK

Other 50th (and 60th) annversary in 2008

Saw this in the Straits Times today... Japan Airlines celebrated its 50th annversary of their inaugural flight to Singapore. It must be at the old Kallang Airport where the Stadium is. The old control tower still stands as People's Association HQ, visible from Nicoll Highway. The runway is probably the current Airport Road that intersects Mountbatten Road. I am sure many of us have pictures taken with the stone lion at the entrance of the old airport. Please post if you do.

So sad that all these childhood landmarks and memories get erased from our minds in our lifetime, including our school premise, unless of course you study at Telok Kurau Primary School before.


This one is for Mr Chow Chee Wing, our favourite teacher. He was born in 1948 when the State of Israel was formed by UK and the UN. My mum was 33 then and I was a egg in her ovary. Some of you were eggs in your mum's ovary before before she even reach puberty in 1948. The sperm DNA component of all of us probably didnt even exist yet.

Somehow I still can't get over the fact that he is only 10 years older than us. At Pri 5 and 11 years old, teachers were like GIANTS and wisemen, and that gap seemed so huge...

PS: You may click on all pictures to get an enlarged view. Helpful for long sighted uncles & aunties.

There is something about the water from Tengah Village

Psst: Notice they only drink Tengah water and not the 3 glasses of Chevron water offered to them

It is not coincidental that these 3 schoolmates that live in the same vicinity in Jalan Priring and Jalan Parut and Chua Chu Kang Tengah Village area all managed to preserve their youthful looks at the half century mark. Of course Dr Seah Chee Seng has the secrets and is now a famous plastics surgeon and therefore knows how to help all of us fight aging.

We will all be thick skinned, not be shy, and negotiate for special volume end user discount for botox and tummy tuck and liposuction and we all go see him together! Who wants to buy a quarterly maintenance package? Talk to me.


Sien Chi

The Party that started it all

Hi All,

Bala's surprise birthday celebration will be held on 12th Apr '08, Sat at Chevrons (Function Room, Level 3), 48 Boon Lay Way. Please be seated by 7pm.

His wife has invited us and the rest of our schoolmates. Would appreciate if you could come & we can catch up with one another. It has some 35years since we left Bt Panjiang!!

Should you have the contact of the rest of our classmates, pls pass them to me. Looks like we have really lost touch, arh?

Looking forward to meeting all of you,

God Bless you,

Juan Ngoh

More names found!: Mohammed Ali & Tan Boon Seng of Kranji

Kudos to you, Bala, for remembering all that. Now that we have his full name, I remember Vellasamy. Think we were in the same house (red house) and had some running practice together. If memory serves me right, he’s quite thin and has a somewhat eh, flat face.

SC,

The small build Indian classmate from Kranji area is Mohammed Ali, who is a neighbour of Tan Boon Seng.

Rgds,

Bon Hian

Samy is VellaSamy, or is it Veerasamy, or Veloosamy?

During Primary 1 to 4, most of us in the above list were from A Class, while Bon Hian & Kian Seng(including Low Chin Swee and I think also Margaret)were from B Class. Samy whose full name is Vellasamy and Rita(I think this is her full name) were from C Class together with Koh Kheng Song, Lim Leong Din and Shee Joo Shan. Most of us then went to 5A under  Mr Chow and then got split in Primary 6. Mr Chow continue to take care of 6C, while Ms Chong took 6B and Mr Kandasamy took 6A.

I don't think Samy and Rita joined us in 5A but Class C was under Mr Chow at one point of time(I think in Primary 3), hence Samy could remember Mr Chow. Both Samy and Rita joined me for the Tamil lessons when all the Indian students from A,B & C were pooled together to form one class.
Samy only get along Rita at much later stage and he only remembers that she came from Chestnut Drive Secondary and probably never bother to find out about her primary school.

I trust my memory is reliable and please let me know if any of the above facts are not correct.


Bala

1960s Ford Anglia

I saw this Ford Anglia parked along Bencoolen Street opposite NAFA. They were very popular cars during our primary school days in the 60s and I can't remember if Mr Kandasamy or one of the other teachers drove one. But i definitely remembered Mr Kanda driving a red topless Sunbeam to work (or was it white with top).

Anyone knows which year number plate ST3590 is registered? I know that 'SU" is 1961, so this must be 1958 to 1960 because then there were not so many cars... Cars were meant for the rich like Eng Kiong's dad (Mercedes 190), Kim Chuan's dad (Morris Minor), Way Seng's family (Ford Cortina). Cars were dreams of little boys and some of us had the priviledge of borrowing Mr Kanda's 'World Cars" book home to browse.

I remembered my family's first second hand French "SIMCA" that was registered as "SU" and we got it when I was in Pri 6 or Sec 1.

Sien Chi

Guan Huat & Sien Chi

Hello Everyone from Bukit Panjang English School

L-R : Juan Ngoh, Ai Lay, Kok Phang. Yan Huay, Poh Gek

Hello chums,

Maybe we didn't realized then, we started school on Jan 2nd 1965 before Singapore became an independent nation. on 9 August that same year. Perhaps that is why ours was called Bukit Panjang English School (BPES), instead of the reinvented Bukit Panjang Primary School as it is known now.

I don't know if anyone had any pictures of the old school building at the start of Woodlands Road between the then Bukit Panjang Police Station and Lorong Malai moonsoon canal. The stately 2 storey white washed British architecture with flipping louvre windows was said to be built before 1942 and rumoured to be the offices of the Japanese Army during their occupation of Singapore, and some said tortures were carried out there too. Anyone with surviving parents, siblings, who are old enough to have lived through that era and know some history of the school, please post them and update us.

Kim Chuan's email has been bouncing, and Ai Lay just arrowed me to start this blog so that we can all access it to add our pictures, memories, and whatever secrets we want to share from our 6 years together in primary school. We all agree that those were the purest form of friendship we have experienced.

We had school mates from our kampong days from all walks of life, regardless of race, or religion, and remembered those times fondly as we all turn 50 this year.

The ladies just met up last week at Bukit Batok West Mall Swensens and Yan Huay ( Lim Kian Seng's sister) is already a grandmother! We also want to remember some classmates, like late Seah Ah Foo who tragically died in early 1980s in a motorbike accident and now in heaven. I am sure with some efforts, we will be able trace down all the remaining classmates and teachers for a big bash in year, including some teachers like Ms Goh Kwan Gek , and emigrants like our champion runner VijayaKumar who left us for India in Pri 3.

So, boys and girls, uncles and aunties, here is my first entry and welcome to our very own BPES blog!


Sien Chi