Well one would
now expect everything to be fine now, nevertheless at the surprise of everyone,
I again refuse
to do something
again; this time I did not cry. No matter how hard the doctor hit me, i
did not cry
(of course
I do not know this myself, my aunt, Anna, told me). So everyone went home
without hope, my aunts
aid to my
grandmother, who lives in Australia now, that this child might not live
because he
did not cry. Therefore at the time all my family members were
preparing
for the bad news.
True I was
about to go, then I thought to myself if I go like this,
what a waste,
I have not seen the world yet,, so I use all the tricks in the book and
fought on.
I told myself, you silly bugger, cry, cry, cry, but I still didn't. .
At day five
I gave up and felt into deep sleep. When I woke up, I felt all the tears
on my face;
I was overjoyed
and thought that : yes I cried, I cried, yippy! But this joyfulness
was short
lived because as I looked up, it was my mum was crying
not me. She
thought I have gone and buried in sorrow; I was
so touched
by this and eventually I could not bare myself to hold back the emotions
and
opened my
mouth wide and cried out : I was saying Mum, don't cry,
don't cry!
As to my surprise she stopped and start laughing,
I thought
well if this make her that happy, I better cry harder,
so I whaled
on and on for a whole week!
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Well from there
my life was quite peaceful that I slowly grew up.
Here are some
evidence of me growing up, just in case those of you did not think
this is true.
Well let me show pow!
what a kissing scene, hum! The one that is being kissed is me!
For an enlarged picture please
click on the image. For those of you who
boasted that you have kissed
at 12 and some says 10. Look at this with your e
yes, I have been kissed
since at 2. Take that! Unfortunately I could not remember much of it, actually
I could not
remember any at all. My
aunt dug this picture from her famous photo collection!
This
is both of my grandparents with me in the middle.
I am the quite boy in the middle, getting sandwiched
by both of my
grandparents. This was a very long time ago in
the earlier 80's. Then I was only about
five!
Gees you guys are smart, you guessed it, this is my brother!
My brother is about 9 years older I am. When my
mum had me,
she was hoping to bare a girl, but when I came
out, she knew I
was not a girl because I have IT!
Well this concludes my childhood memories because
I do not have any photo,
no matter what I said you properly will not believe
me because what happened at
the beginning!
Steve