Contribution from Bala.......











This blog was created in 2008 to celebrate the 50th birthyear of classmates from BPES, a public elementary school in Singapore. "Bukit Panjang" means Long Hill in Malay, and was a thriving village in the 60s to 70s located at the intersection of 3 main trunk roads, Upper Bukit Timah Road, Chua Chu Kang Road, and Woodlands Road that connects to Malaysia via the causeway. We started our primary schooling at age 7 and graduated at 12. Welcome and share your memories. Click on pics to enlarge.





And respect your creativity for thinking outside the box....
They'll be there when you need a shoulder to lean on....
Or a great big hug....
A true friend takes interest in understanding what you're all about....
They see beyond the black and white to discover your true colors....
And accept you just the way you are...
Even when you just wake up in the morning So make your own kind of music....
Follow your heart wherever it takes you....
And when someone reaches out to you, Don't be afraid to love them back....
They may just be a friend for life....
Practice patience and tolerance.....
Good friends are hard to find, harder to leave....
And impossible to forget!
To all those who were born in the 50s, 60s and 70s
First we survived with mothers who had no maids. They cooked and cleaned while taking care of us at the same time. We took aspirin, candy floss, fizzy drinks, shaved ice with syrup And diabetes was rare. Salt added to Pepsi or coke was remedy for fever. We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets. As children, we would ride with our parents on bicycle motorcycles. Richer ones in cars without the seatbelts or airbags. Riding in the back of a private taxi is a special treat. We drank water from the tap and not from the bottle. We would spend hours on the fields under bright sunlight, flying our kites. Without worrying about UV rays which never seem to affect us. We go into the jungle to catch spiders without worries of aedes mosquitoes. 
With mere 5 pebbles (stones) would be an endless game. With a ball, we boys would run like crazy for hours. We caught guppies in drains or canals and when it rained we swam there. We share one soft drink with 4 friends from on bottle and no one actually worried about being unhygienic. We ate salty, very sweet and oily food, candies bread and real butter and drank very sweet coffee or tea, ice kachang, but we weren’t over weight because…. We would spend hours repairing our old bicycles and wooden scooters out of scraps and then ride down the hill, Only to find out that we forgot the brakes, after running into the bushes a few times we learn to solve the problem. WE did not have Playstations, Nintendos, X-boxes, multiple channels on Cable TV, DVD movies, no surround sounds, no phones, no PC, no internet.
WE had Friends. And we went out and found them. WE fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and we still continued the stunts. We never had birthday parties until we were 21. The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law! Yet this generation had produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever. The past 40 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas. We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility and we learned how to deal with it all.
If you are one of them CONGRATULATIONS! You may want to share this with others who have the luck to grow up as kids, before the government regulated our lives for our own good. And while you are at it, Forward it to your kids so they will know how brave their parents were!
(contributed by Bala & Vincent )
This poem was nominated by UN as the best poem of 2006, written by an African Kid 
He is on the extreme left in the photo below. He can remember some of us, though not all. But, he could name people like Shee Joo Shan and Teo Hock Kee. He has 2 sons; one in Sec 2 and the other in P6.
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5 good friends hanging out at a wooden bridge across a canal near 11 miles Woodlands Rd (near Bon Hian's old home).
Lim Chuan Soon is believed to be the one stooping above Leong Keong between Chee Seng and Sien Chi.Roy Sivaraj, Mohd Ali, Teo Kok Hoe, Peter Koh, Bala, Sien Chi, Chee Seng, Koh Kheng Song, Freddy Sim Guan Huat, Koon Nien (Bronson), Bon Hian , Way Seng, Vincent (behind), Tan Kim Whatt, Teo Pick Luan (Teo Hock Kee's cousin), Lim Song Thiam, Yap Ah Fatt


Dear All,
.......Last night I did another intense search of our missing friends and here is the outcome.
1. I managed to talk to Lim Wee Kwang.
He claimed that he has no memory of our BPES days and our classmates including me. His contact details are as follows:-
(see updated contact list)
Can anyone who knows him better(Kim Chuan?) try to talk to him again.
(Hi Bala,
I just spoke to Lim Wee Kwang. Although he could remember me instantly (as I stayed near him during BPES days), he told me that he couldn't recall who you were when you called him yesterday. In fact, I mentioned many other names to him but he just couldn't recall a thing except for Seah Chee Seng's name.
Wee Kwang is now driving for a company. I have told him to take a look at the class blog as well as to note the next gathering on 8 Nov. He said that he does not have an email account now and I have suggested he create one so that we could include him in the email loop. I'll follow up with him on this.
One more thing - I think I've remembered the name of the still unidentified boy standing between Ger Seng and me in the Pri 3A photo. He shoud be Wong Choon Keong. Can anyone confirm this?
Regards,
Kim Chuan)
2. Though there were few hundreds of Mohd Ali in the telephone directory, I was very lucky to get our BPES Mohd Ali at the first call.
For those who cannot remember him, he was probably the only Muslim in our session. He was from the Class B and he went to BPGHS for his secondary education. He expressed interest in our journey and I have included him in this mail.
His contact details are as follows:- (see updated contact list)
3. I managed to trace Venkatachari , the fair and cute looking Brahmin boy from Class C(or B). He too went to BPGHS.
He was very excited about our activities and he told me that he had
always the thought of having a reunion for both BPES & BPGHS friends.
I have also included him in this mail.His contact details are as
follows:- (see updated contact list)
4. I tried calling the only 2 Lim Peck Hoons who lives in the west. One happened to be a lady and I had problem trying to communicate to the family of the other Lim Peck Hoon @ xxxxxx as the person who answered my call cannot speak English.
Can anyone(Bon Hian) please try to call the above number again.
(Bala,
Great effort.
1) Lim Wee Kwang - Maybe KC, Way Seng or Sien Chi can give him a call to
persuade him gently and refresh his memory.
2) Just spoken to M Ali. Memories slowly coming back. He does not know the whereabouts of Tan Boon Seng, his neighbour from the Kranji Road area where they used to live.
3) Always remembered Venkat. If not mistaken, he used to live in Jln Teck Whye, near the Govt Clinic/Dispensary. Fair, slightly thin and has a sharp chin.
4) I think his surname is Ng, not Lim. ie Ng Peck Hoon.
7) I think Liek Shing's surname is Chong.
Rgds,
Bon )
5. I tried calling the only 2 Teo Hock Kees who lives in the West. Both of them are not our BPES Teo Hock Kee.
6. I tried calling the only Yap Ah Fatt listed in the directory and he is not our guy.
7. I tried searching the names of following persons in the directory but their names are not listed.
a. Loh Nee Wee
b. Cheong Liek(or Lek) Shin
c. Shee Joo Sun
d. Koh Kheng Song
8. Though there are a few Sim Cheng Huats in the directory, none are living in the west. Hence I did not attempt calling them.
Welcome !
Dear Ali & Chari,
Welcome aboard.
Please visit our special website created at http://www.bpes.blogspot.com to
get some updates on our journey.
Regards
Bala