Remember in Primary 5 when the MOE sponsored you and your friends to go watch the national day previews? I do.
I remember the starry eyed boy that i was, marvelling at the fireworks, the free goodies and (my favourite) the lightsaber-esque torch. The parade was wonderful, with so many dances that bowled this 11 year old over.
And yet, as the years pass, i view the celebrations with an air of (despondent) familiarity. How many times have we seen Sang Nila Utama, Stamford Raffles discover singapore, a mix of races and all dance on the platform.
They say familiarity breeds contempt. Yeah, i totally agree. The celebrations look the same, the parade looks the same, and i feel so much older.
Happy Birthday Singapore, I wouldn't miss it for the world.
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