Seems like there are a lot of Challenges in the WordPress blogosphere.
I’m not sure that I can participate in all of them all of the time but I will try some, some of the time.
Let’s see how I do.
Today’s challenge is from Cee Neuner’s Share Your World
What is something that people are obsessed with but you just don’t get the point of?
I’m a child of the ‘70s when portable telephones meant long extension cords. Maybe that’s why I don’t get the current day obsession with connectivity.
In my part of the world where phone plans are cheap (compared to North America) and cars are expensive (entry price is $120,000), I see lots of commuters engrossed with their phones. So engrossed that they’ll walk heads down into traffic.
Worse are the ones who play games without ear phones; as if we all want to hear their pings, dings and noise emissions.
Most distressing are toddlers held mesmerized by their parent’s phone. Mobiles become electronic pacifiers and little humans are being trained to see the world through a 7x15cm window.
What quirky things do people do where you are from?
There is no fear of color in Singapore’s buildings. Historic shop houses are painted in pretty pastels, stodgy government buildings have crayola colored shutters and ugly apartment blocks are doused in exuberant playground colors.
What are some things you wish you could unlearn?
It’s too easy to pick up terms & odd wordings when living in a foreign country. Lately, I’ve been forgetting to “off the lights” when leaving a room and more often than not, I say “can” when answering with an affirmative.
It’s not a problem, so long as I’m in Singapore. My friends in Canada though, they’re starting to look at me strange.
Who is someone that you miss having in your life?
In Singapore 72% of the population is of Chinese descent with many migrating from South China in the late nineteenth & early twentieth century. As such, Singaporeans have an ethnic heritage similar to my parents and grand-parents. I see it in the faces of people on the street. My grandfather’s eyes. My mother’s nose. It’s present too in the local food and traditions. Many Singaporean dishes recall flavors from long forgotten family meals.
My family history is not Singaporean but our Chinese heritage share a common root. It would have been nice to have my mother and grand-mother (long deceased) around to ask questions and compare memories.
Did you ever make that? What was it called? Do you remember this?
Oh those colorful shops in S’pore! ❤️ Heheh, if I’m in Malaysia, I pick up the accent really quick. It’s probably very strange for locals to hear a white person go “lah” and “can” but I can’t help it.. 😂
Suvi – Thanks for dropping by. Nice to hear from you again 🙂
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Those buildings are so colorful. I love them Thanks so much for sharing this week.