My Holiday Journal 1 | Keith Chia
Last Friday, I woke up before the sun shone on the streets. It was just 4.30 a.m. and I had to brush my teeth, take a shower, eat my breakfast and head off to Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia in My father's car. I was asleep most of the journey. I woke up 30 minutes before we reach my grandmother's home. By the time I arrive at our destination, it was 11.00 a.m. After having lunch, I visited my great grandmother who is 98 years old and was warded in the nearest hospital because she fell down and hurt her arm. She was able to recall my Chinese name, "Wen Kai" in Cantonese. I was surprised because she did not even recognise my mother.