Old Picture of Me

I like looking at old photos of my childhood.

It helps me connect with my late Grandfather who died when I was seven years old. Like him, I like to speak Singlish.

My aunts and my cousins, children my dad’s cousin, were still living in the same house or just a few doors away.

Now my sister and I are the only kids left and only she gets to celebrate Children’s Day.

Here is a photo of me at three wearing one of my father’s many camouflage hats.

 

Based on an old photo when Sean was about three years old.