When I was in kindergarten, I spoke little English, and communicated mostly in the Hokkien that my nanny and my family used with each other.
Aunty Jackie from Seremban lived with us while she attended secondary school here, and one of the little liberties she had living away from my grandparents was a transistor radio that seemed to be always on.
On it, Radio Singapore played the latest records, including this which became one of my favourites: Glen Campbell’s Rhinestone Cowboy, the words to which I mangled as I sang my six year old lungs out and annoyed everyone at home.
Adios, Mr Campbell.
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