For Auld Lang Syne, Kwai Chong

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Farewell Liu Kwai Chong, if God wills, we shall meet again. Thank you for everything you brought me.

(My tribute to Kwai Chong on MBSLoop)
Sadly I lost the memory of my first meeting with him. Since everyone tell good things about him, let me tell you what not-so-good things he taught me.

He's bad. He smokes in front of the youngster, and takes out another cigarette when you tell him not to. (See the attached picture)

He's bad. He scared the heck out of me with his ghost stories during Karak Observation Camp in 2005. I did not dare to pee alone at that raining night.

He's bad. He made me carry heavy stuffs and carry out heavy duty all the time. His favourite:" AH Mock Kar Wai ah, lei hui bong ngor (You Go Help Me) ..." made me hard to refuse to help.

He's bad. He made me stand in front of everyone and talk even though I don't want it. It's so embarassing standing in front of everyone with my broken language. Worse, he asked me to sing and teach people how to sing!

He's bad. He call for a campfire and made me and my gang frustrate about it. He scolded me badly when I did not do my job well.

He's bad. He raise the den named after him and I have to clean it everyday when I was a senior.

He's bad. He made me so strong so that I can stand to continue what he left for us to do.

He's bad. Bad enough that it made who I am today. I miss him smoking (even though I don't like it), I miss his ghost stories, I miss his voice, I miss the way he sings, I miss the way he calls my name, gentle yet firm.. His bad allows me to enjoy scouting more conveniently. His bad made me good.

To Kuai Chong, thank you. Have a safe journey ahead. If God allows, we shall meet again and together we shall sing the 10th KL song!


Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And auld lang syne!

For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne.
We'll take a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.

Tears~~

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