[h=2]Daniel Goh 吴佩松[/h]Public Figure
Tonight's rally will be located right next to the estate we lived in for a decade and which we moved out of a few months back. Feeling strange to be returning. The site is actually in Pasir Ris Punggol GRC. My former backyard, Punggol East SMC, is across the TPE, linked by an overhead pedestrian bridge. Need to leave soon for the rally, but am reminiscing with this note I wrote when we moved out.
Daniel Goh 吴佩松
Leaving Punggol
It has been more than 10 years. Am moving to somewhere more central on the Circle Line so that I can swing easily between home to be with my boy, academic work at NUS and political work in the East and Northeast.
Witnessed Punggol grow from a quiet backwater almost-ghost town with packs of wild dogs roaming free that nobody minded to an overcrowded big longkang-lined suburbia with quarrels between residents who also like to pick on individual strays.
Good memories. Will miss the distinctive scent in the moist air after the storm and the mach-speed booms of fighter jets turning sharply at the border (not). Will miss the civil competition with aunties to get the best veg and meats at the market and the jostling of dour-faced workers for the packed light trains (not).
My boy will miss his friends on our own sesame street and the lovely curries and chapati our neighbours gave us regularly with doses of minor intrigues. We will miss the Chans whose gate touches ours when both are opened, best neighbours one can have living so close. We will miss the friendly cleaning makcik who has to clear up our mess all too often.
Many have been asking which condo we are moving to. Oh the upgrading ideology. Lived most of my life in public housing and prefer it. There is something about the openness of movement and the earthiness of human relations in HDB estates -- rich, messy, dirty, wholesome, dangerous, resilient, all at once. Will be looking for a neighbourhood tolerant of strays.