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By Peace | August 15, 2011

Digger Beside Blk 349, Woodlands

Digger Beside Blk 349, Woodlands


I am behind time, and yet I can still vividly remember the dream that I had yesterday, 14 August 2011 (Lay Apostolate Sunday)……

 

State Land, Opposite Esso Petrol Kiosk

State Land, Opposite Esso Petrol Kiosk

This is a piece of big land, opposite Esso Petrol Kiosk and WoodHaven (-to be). At this land, white cranes, mynas and the sparrows frequent this place. One day, I even saw a few water plants growing from the soil! On twice raining days, long and red earthworms were all flushed out from the soil…

Workers working on State Land, 14 August 2011

Workers working on State Land, 14 August 2011

I was surprised to dream yet again of Richard’s grandmother on this day. This time, it was a dream of her and her son!!! As I was pondering over these dreams and walking to the church, I was so surprised to see the colour of the digger/bulldozer (but more of the former), that appeared on the piece of land. At that moment, I quickly took out my camera to capture what I had seen.

I dreamed of Richard’s grandmother inside the toilet.  I could see her through the blinds inside the toilet’s window, a big transparent glass panel.  Her grandmother wore grey floral cloth clothes (those Chinese grandma’s clothes).  Her hair was black, her younger days.  Outside the toilet door, sat her son on a stool (those olden days round-shaped top with 4 metal legs stool).  He was pointing to his left knee when he saw me (after I saw Richard’s grandmother, then saw him).  Inside the kitchen was another fat boy (a fat boy that looked like one of the guy in Secret Garden).  We talked and later he showed me the way he cooked curry.  Before that, I looked out through the kitchen window (beside the toilet).  It was a green patch of grassland with a cyan coloured digger (the colour of the digger, exactly the same as above.)  At this point, Richard’s aunt (long curly hair) was there, just outside the toilet.  Richard’s grandmother asked if we wanted to stay for the night at their house.  It was bright light when I dreamed of this and I supposed it must be day time.  However, my answer was :MT comes home at about 12 or 1–130…  Half an hour difference… (strange).

The fat boy was cooking curry.  It was not chicken curry, but PRAWN, very big prawn!  As he was stirring, I was standing one side watching him.  He was cooking the prawns for a long time.  By the time I wanted to ask him if he needed help, I discovered him placing some fish slices on the plate.  Next, he put in all the fish slices into the curry.  I thought that the prawns were still inside the squarish pot (white porcelain).  I told him that prawns would be very hard if cooked too long.  However, I discovered that all the prawns were gone!  The curry gravy were left little…

Today, we went to church for Assumption of Mary.  It rained almost whole day, since morning.  This land was flooded with puddles of water.  For a long long time, I don’t know how long… I had not heard of the sound of toads after rainy day.  However, today at this plot of land, we heard the sound of toads on this plot of land now, familiar sound I used to hear during my childhood days (after rains).

* Today the bell rang at 130pm…

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Topics: animals, Family, home, Job, Nature, Personal, Singapore, spiritual, View All | 2 Comments »

2 Responses to “State Land”

  1. Mysterious People | Just Singapore Says:
    August 16th, 2011 at 11:23 pm

    [...] 280; Today Ricsson had his Geography Test in school again. Today is 16 August 2011. Yesterday was Assumption of Mary. After church, we walked home as usual at about 9.15pm. The grass was wet since it rained for such [...]

  2. The Serpent | Peacebella.com Says:
    October 4th, 2011 at 3:06 pm

    [...] coming from a few mynas (meaning the sound of one bird is like that of a few birds). Then at the State Land, there were puddles of water. The croaking sound of toads were heard, but when we explored, no toad [...]

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