Ever sat with a bunch of strangers in their sixties knowing that they are related to you? Well thats what happened to me when my Grandma brought me to her elder brother's son's wedding whom i've never seen in my life time.

Being the eldest and first born Sng, I've been heavily 'utilized' by my grand ma when it comes to functions like these coz most of my aunts and uncles won't want to go and either my dad or i have to represent the family..My Grand ma has 10 siblings and imagine if each bore on average 8 in the family and after that bore on average 2-3!! Plug us out and place us in an island and we could create Sngapore!!

but anyway, i really had fun there!! the minute i went to the restaurant, all the seniors would mold my face and keep chanting" WHOA Le Si Ah Tao(my dad's nick name) eh Kia ah!!whoa Jing Nhia leh..."
The last time they saw me was when i was speaking in tongues and running naked around the house not knowing what the world was...

They have thought me so many things and gave me a HISTORY lesson of my family=) The atmosphere of awkwardness slowly moved to an atmosphere of knowing more about our lost ones...they gave me a GEOGRAPHY practical of where they used to live and what that place has become now...Soon, they moved on to HOME ECONS on the different ways of cooking fish as they used to be fisherman. Finally before the wedding dinner was over, they sum up 50 years of experience into a half an hour PHILOSOPHY lesson.

Well, picking up a conversation with a senior is certainly a skill and requires a lot of patience..But overall, these bunch of strangers whom i used to call them, are now my grand uncles.