22 March 2026, 6.16AM

Things I used to do with Ye Ye when I was little:

Walking on his back
Massaging his neck
Passive stretching his hamstrings 
Going swimming
Going fishing 
(Mostly not catching anything)
Going to the driving range
Watching him get frustrated because his swing wouldn’t change
Waking up before sunrise to get nasi lemak 
Breakfasts at the local mamak
Sunday morning awakenings to water being splashed on my face in bed
Evenings after dinner observing him stand for ages while he prayed

We went camping in the jungle once as a bonding exercise
I remember we cooked a fish and then dropped it in the mud 
He used to proudly recount about how I conversed with all the grown ups

That was really nice.

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