Some personal history - And so they say it's a long story

Somehow it's rather hard for me to communicate some stuff verbally. Consequently I sort of "develop" a "natural" ability to tell a story in writing/blogging. (Ok, that's really because I can go through an editing process.)
Anyway, for any of you guys who might be interested in my past, this is my submission to yesterday.sg that managed to "see the light of day". One even commented that the entry made her want to cry. (Ok, I'm really showing off here, so indulge me. :p)

How My Parents Did it
Raising the kids, that is. Looking back, I must say that it was nothing short of amazing. Here’s an entry dedicated to Mum and Dad.

When I was young, my mum was a full-time domestic engineer. (Ok, that really means housewife). I think she started the “moonlighting” when I entered primary 1 in 1987, taking on different circuit chip related jobs as time went by. By the time she was confident that I would be ok on my own, she went on to do her shift work in the factory.

But the one thing that I remember most vividly then was her sitting at a corner of the kitchen of our old 3-room flat in Clementi, (the kitchen was huge then, you could do a lot of things there) clipping away wires that were jutting out of electronic chips which she would later solder with a electric soldering iron.

Sometimes, she would be seated at the same place, with a device that looks like a giant exercise wheel. There, she would wrap insulating tape round and round the device till the roll of tape is used up. Then, she would use a 10 cent pocket knife (the kind that flips out from a metal sheath) and make a quick motion through the gaps, cutting the tape into 5cm strips in the process.

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