23) My fanciful day

Posted on January 19, 2013

Remembering when I was a little child, I fell sick and lie on the floor with my mum by my side.  Those days, a family of seven, were all cramped in a one-room flat.  I have to sleep on the living room floor left with not much choice.  That night, my mum used this straw fan to cool me down and put me in comfort.

I remember clearly I told my mum something from the bottom of my heart. “Mum, I’m okay! I am alright!”  Since then, I never forget the story about this kid and his mum and the fan in her palm.  This is one fancy memory I have.

In those days where air-cons and electric fans were considered luxury items, to cool ourselves down we either relied on the nature’s wind direction or the hand-held straw fans.  This very authentic fan made of straw is one essential item in every household to refresh each individual soul.  With the humid weather we are having on the equator, we just have to keep fanning till we reach our dreamland.

This simple light-weigh fan has many usages and it emits fragrance of natural straws each time you use it!  The Satay man needs it for his wavering stove.  Some use it to chase away mosquitoes while some use it to tout business.

Olden days, to express herself more dramatically, grandaunt matchmakers carry it with them all the time.  Or most probably is she trying to cover her hard-sell body language on the potentially singles that she is trying to unite?

But for now, it is no longer a drama prop in my house.  It has its special role to play in my home.  It beautifies a corner of my home and it brings back some warm memories I can’t erase.

While the light beam seeps through the fan, a glow seeps through my heart with reminiscence.  I wish I could be the fan in my mum’s hand.

What this simple fan has provided me is not just the precious cool wind, it is the uncountable fanciful days I had with it and going to have with it.  Would you agree..?