Ameng started school today and promptly fell in a drain and dirtied his school uniform. That's Ameng for you.
From small he has always been contrary. When Acad does something, he'll do something else. When the kindergarten got all the children to dance, he sat back and simply refused to join in. When everyone else happily took the ice cream cones, he chose chewing gum.
Recently when we visited, he pestered me to take him back to Seremban. When we got back to their house to pick up a change of clothes, he decided to play badminton first. The trip was off. A grandfather must stick to his guns. While he can.
Ameng didn't begin to talk early. He refused to shake my hands whenever we met until years later. Now he's ok in that department. But earlier I was serious when I told No.2 Son to take his son to the doctor and see if he has any learning difficulty. No.2 Son of course didn't. But we know better now. Ameng doesn't have any learning difficulty. He's just difficult.
Recently coming back from Gombak returning to Subang Jaya Ameng asked Adik to stop the car to piss. Adik knows too well what Ameng is capable of, but you can't simply stop on the DUKE and and get Ameng to unrinte by the roadside, so we stopped at the next toll plaza, the Subang exit, and father and son jumped out. But instead of easing himself in the toilet, Ameng just did his thing into the grass outside the car. We could have done that half-an-hour ago.
When school starts next week, I don't know the stuff he'll do. Hopefully he'll fit in and settle down in school. But his teachers will have their hands full. Ameng will make sure of that.
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