Childhood Memories...part 3

there used to be a time when ur mom would come chasing down ur hall holding a cane after u...and u would run like in those movies, jumping up couches, dodging tables and pushing flower vase if u could although u knew she would get u in the end (eventually u realise u live under the same roof)...

mine was equally interesting...as a mischievious kid, i would somehow incur the wrath of the evil cane...but its good to know that their life spans are quite short uh...

whenever one expires, my mom would buy another back and at first, she hanged it by the wall...and when she realised somehow we always go grab it before she does, she hid it inside the storeroom...its alot harder to run there and grab it coz we would be locked inside if we closed the door...

so as we grow older, our brain start to think of more ways to avoid it....first it was by breaking it...my sis and i would always take the cane and use a scissors to cut it....and when mom realised, she bought thicker one (quality of cane in market also getting better for same value),new ones that somehow mysteriously jumped out of the window...

well...u go figure the last one out...still remember once...when im grown up...kinda missed the cane when i found one in the storeroom...i missed the feeling and gave it a trial test on my leg...it still hurts as much as the past...

so do u still miss ur canes?