The First Years 6 ; Papa 1962 - 1966

Geoffrey circa 1960 

     My late father, Geoffrey Abisheganaden was a barrister of law, from Gray's Inn of London from 1947 - 1950. His studies were probably disrupted by the second world war when Japanese forces occupied Singapore from 1942 - 1945. 

     His era was the era of the Old Guard politicians of Singapore, the most famous being the late Lee Kwan Yew. Geoffrey was the assistant to David Saul Marshall who became the first Chief Minister of Singapore in 1958 (I think my history is correct). Later on, Geoffrey went on to set up his own law firm, Abisheganaden and Company first at the Boat Quay area and later at Selegie Complex.  

    He was a fine man, a humble man, and a servant of the Lord Jesus. A Christian for most of his life, he eschewed the meaning of the word 'kindness' always lending a hand, either through his expertise as a lawyer providing pro bono work to people who were in trouble, to serving in numerous committees, and one of the signatories of the proposed Singapore's Magna Carta - the Constitutional Commission, or the basic laws and regulations of our then new country in 1966. This honour was bestowed to only a select group of individuals, judges, lawyers and people of high character.  

Report of the Constitutional Commission, 1966. Singapore's Magna Carta or Rule of Law. 

His work took long hours, on top of that, he was instrumental in setting up of numerous societies, such as the Bible Society of Singapore, he was also for a time,the secretary of the Synod, was on the board for the YMCA, the National University of Singapore Society's President from 1967 - 70, the board of Governors for both the St Andrew's School and the brand new Junior College, the Singapore Swimming Club, the St Andrew's cathedral legal advisor and numerous others which he did not bother to tell me.    

    His Portrait is on the wall of the Kent Ridge Guild House honoring past Presidents of the society which also included my late Uncle Paul who was the past President from 1962 -63.

Papa was very devoted to his work and sought after for his legal acumen. He would at times, because of his high stress at work, be yelling in his sleep the cases he had had the day before. Believe me, his baritone voice can be very loud ! Many days, my brother and I would be playing in the garden or in the neighbourhood and my Pap would come driving up the driveway into our house. 

  Some nights when my Papa and Mum when out for dinner till late, we would feel very alone in the big house. All in all, he was very loving and kind, and showered us with gifts during birthdays, holidays and of course, to buy ice-cream. Magnolia was the brand of choice then.

My father's portrait above that of the famous philatrophist, Ee Peng Liang 

The Ice Cream Man was my favourite Person ! 

The First Years 5 - Family of 3

This was taken in 1963 somewhere in East Coast ; our family car in the background

Before my brother John came into the picture, I was the little 'king' in the household. Not that I remembered much of it. There were parties in the garden of our bungalow, kids from the kindergarten, and the neighbourhood attended. My relatives from both sides (Dad and Mum) also attended. So, I was the 'star' then. This little brown boy. 

  

My family dog, Trixie

   We had a family dog then, called Trixie, a black coloured cocker spaniel. She was very gentle and playful. I don't recall much then except that we had 3 half breed dogs later when I was around 8 years of age.  My house was my 'castle' and all the neighbourhood kids came around to play outside (Mum rarely let them inside, except to munch on her much appreciated snacks).  My father I recall also sang "Summertime" (by Louis Armstrong) and I knew the lyrics of Tiger Tiger Burning bright ( I was born in the year of the Tiger)

Cousins Ja and Peter ; children of Alex and Eileen Abisheganaden

The Abisheganaden family, as most people recall, were a real musical bunch. Grandfather Arputhan was an Anglican pastor from India. He first set foot to South East Asia in Penang, before his calling took him to Singapore. My uncles, Paul, Felix, Alex, aunties Diana and Esther were all musically inclined. 

Uncle Paul, the eldest, was a principal, and he was the conductor at NUSS ensemble, as well as the choir at the 11am St Andrew's cathedral. Uncle Alex is a gifted guitarist, double bass player, as well as a piano player. My father was a tremendous baritone singer, having attained his LRSM from the Royal Academy of Music from the UK apart from being an accomplished lawer called to the bar at Grays Inn London.

Playing sandcastle building at East Coast

        The recollections of these early years are and were all joyous ones. Way before the East Coast Parkway (and the condominiums near Katong Park sprang up), the East Coast was called the East Coast because the coastline was just there. Grand houses (Mr. Chan Ah Kow and many others) lined the beach. 

       Days of play, attending kindergarten, more play, birthday parties, beach visits, visits to Mr. David Marshall's huge bungalow in Changi point. This was a time long long ago. 

    

The First Years 4 - Anna

          My Mum Anna Wen was a Girl Guide Leader in the late 40s and 50s.

       My mother, Anna Abisheganaden (nee Wen) was born in Hong Kong in 1930. My maternal grandfather, P.C. Wen was a wealthy official under the then HK Government. My grandmother (Po Po), was from Guangzhou and I only know a little about my Ah Gong and some more about my Po Po. That is kept for a later blog post.

      Anna Wen was a civil servant in the Ministry of Health. She worked (I think) at least over 40 years with her last appointment being the PA to the Perm Secretary, Dr. Kwa Soon Bee.

After coming to Singapore, she was very active in the Girl Guides, and even met with Prince Philip (Queen Elizabeth II husband) at the Padang. She was a strong leader and a firm but wonderful mother to me and my brother John.

               

  

My mother introducing her Girl Guide Troop to a VIP

      Since I could remember, she was always very giving and spending alot on my childhood development. I had a large head upon birth, she and my father, Geoffrey, brought me to see a pediatrician to assess if I had a problem. In the 1960s, many people were out of work, housing was mainly old dilapidated shophouses many not repaired since the Japanese occupation,basic sanitation and hygiene were major issues, the streets were filled with gangsters and there were triads from the major ethnic groups, Indian, Chinese and even Malay.

      Fortunately, the doctor said I was OK, and let nature take its course. I had the luxury of receiving good dental treatment from the Institute of Dental Health and medical services from the SGH as well as from good friends like Dr. Long (my father's good friend, below picture), a dentist whose practice was along Middle Road.

Anna with Dr. Long

    

A funny anecdote in my later years was this, my Dad took me to see Dr. Long, and I always hated the dental visits, so hardly bothered to brush my teeth regularly, he scraped out some white stuff and showed it to my father who blurted " Mark must have eated some candy beforehand ! "

                                             Anna with her then boss Moses Chew

My Mum was a typical Cantonese lady, very gregarious and full of vigour. She was very active after work, and when we reached the age of around 10, decided to join the Singapore Swimming Club whereby she took to going there every day of the week, perhaps with the exception of Saturday and Wednesday (as I recall). She was an avid swimmer, took part (at verious stages in her life) in badminton, tennis, kong chian, jazz ballet.

   My recollection in the 70s (in later posts) she encouraged her younger sister Mona and brother in law Phoon to join also as members. Our entire families had many nights there after school (for us) and work (for them) having fish and chip dinners, watching movie night at the far end of the clun and the annual Dinner and Dances.

    Truly a wonderful time.    

     

The First Years 3 1960s

      This set of photos shows me from the time I had my first memories.  My Mum, Anna Wen was the personal assistant PA to the Permanent Secretary of the Ministry of Health, from the years 1960 all the way till 2006, a total of 46 years !  

     

                                              Mum, circa 1959 along West Coast Road 

    I was basically the 'Indian chief', a rascal who was very playful and all my playmates were either from the neighbourhood or the kindergarten at Prinsep Street (the Presbetarian church still has the kindergarten operating today). In my toddler days, my Mum was working full time, as was my father , and I was left to the nanny or 'kaka' (big sister) who was basically a married Malay lady who came everyday to cook, wash the clothes, bathe me and mind me. 

    My elder cousins tell me that I had a very privileged childhood, with so many minders looking after me ; in addition to Kaka, there were the squatters who lived at the back of the bungalow house (Pak Chik and his son and family), there was Poh San, who was about 10 or 11 from the neighbourhood, and there were the street kids who lived up the road, in the terrace houses and there were the Malay boys from the kumpung (communal settlement) along Sophia Road.

    I have little or no recollection of these except for Kakak, Poh San and my first playthings which included a rocking horse, an 'U Tee Tah'  (my father said I couldn't pronounce racing car so I said U Tee Tar)  and the assortment of cuddly toys all which I eventually got tired of.
My U Tee Tar was a battery operated one and I was immensely proud of 'driving' it around the house. It must have cost my father a lot of money then. 

     

 
My father started out as a criminal lawyer, then progressed to handle matrimonial matters and finally specialised in conveyancing. He was a wonderful and magnaminous man, with a great heart to serve the Lord and he had a wonderful baritone voice which he sang every Sunday at the St Andrew's Cathedral service 11.00 am. When he passed away on 20th Sept 2010 ; at least 800 - 1000 people from all walks of life had come to his wake,touched by his gift of giving.

                   

 
      These years though uneventful for me, were very happy ones. Our Abisheganaden family was and is well spread out throughout the globe, with cousins residing in Norway, Australia, Malaysia, Portugual and Singapore. My Dad's family met every Christmas and during weddings and get-togethers though we meet less often nowadays. 

       It is my wish to see this situation improve. 

                                    

The First Years 2 - 1960s

John and I ; the big Kor Kor circa Dec 1965 ; this was taken at the verandah of our house 

    This is the second blog post for the First Years ; the 1960s. The era was quite uncertain for Singapore, we had just broken away from the British as a colony, and the first Chief Minister, Mr. David Marshall, as well as the 2nd Chief Minister, Lim Yew Hock both from the Worker's Party were in charge of the island as part of the Federation of Malaya. Together with Penang, Malacca, Sabah and Sarawak, the 15 state Federation of Malaya was in its infancy.

    I remember we had the airline MSA or Malaysia Singapore Airlines, and we used the ringgit.

In 1965, due to political and social unrest in Singapore, the Tungku Abdul Rahman and Mr. Lee Kwan Yew agreed for a separation ; this was settled on the 9th August 1965 ; a truly historic moment. However, it was a very uncertain time for Singapore. 

On the world's stage, in 1961 John F. Kennedy stared down Fidel Castro's administration and the Russin big bear so much so they had to stall their plans of installing missiles right at the backyard of the United States of America. This had come soon after the humiliating Bay of Pigs attempted invasion by Cuban exiles and the US. 

My father, Geoffrey Abisheganaden, with my brother, John in the garden. The Simcar is in the background. 

In  November 1963,  John F. Kennedy was shot while he was in his open top convertible in Dallas Texas. The Vietnam war was escalating with tens of thousands of US troops airlifted from bases in the US to Thailand, and South Vietnam. Communism was rife in the South East Asian peninsula with Vietnam taking the centre stage. China herself was undergoing the great Cultural Revolution during the '60s. 

It was a tumultuous time ; as a toddler, I was totally in blissful ignorance, coccooned in play, local games, and creating general mayhem for my maids, the gardener, and the kids in the neighbourhood. 

It was a glorious time for me.  

                                                 Playing in my Papa's car ; 

  My mother shielding me from the aggressive monkeys in the Botanic Gardens, circa 1964. 

The first years - 1960s

            One of the earliest photos of me, at the verandah of our old house in Adis road

This is season for reflections and gratitude, so this Christmas, I am grateful for my parents, Geoffrey and Anna who though have passed on 5 and 6 years ago, still have imparted numerous values and lessons to me and my brother and now, 50 odd years on, I still love and cherish their love, guidance and wisdom. 

I was fortunate enough to be born in a well - to - do family, and Singapore was then in the throes of breaking away first from the British imperialist empire, which they had humiliatingly lost to the Japanese in the 2nd World War.  The bastion that was Singapore, was lost in a manner of weeks, and the Japanese were harsh masters during the 1943-45 years. In 1957, the Tengku had fought for and got a hard won freedom for the Federation of Malaya which Singapore was part of. 

Our country was in a shambles, unemployment was high, racial riots had happened, and there were Communists in many segments of society. Our then Prime Minister Lee Kwan Yew had his work cut out for him. History has shown that he through his PAP party emerged victorious and transformed our little island into a metropolis today, with safety, racial harmony and one of the world's highest standards of living. Indeed we have come a long way.   

So, I and my generation have witnessed and also blessed to be reciepients of the amazing transformation of Singapore from third world to first world in barely 35 years.    

This was taken at the fountain outside Raffles Place, near Robinsons (before the fire)

My father was a lawyer practicing first with David Marshall (the first Chief Minister of Singapore) and then later on his own (he had his own law firm called Abisheganaden and Company) and had set up in the boat quay area. I remember walking up the dusty stairs of the godown turned offices to his office. He had a male secretary called T.T. Fry who was Eurasian (I believe). We lived in a bungalow in Adis Road (off Sophia Road) and I recall the house was used as the Japanese command post during the Second World War. We had 2 schools as neighbours, Nan Hua Girls School and Methodist Girls School (MGS) which was accessed throught Mount Emily Road. 

My mum and I at the Botanic Gardens, 1963

The early years were really carefree, fun, with parties, maids and playing all kinds of outdoorsy games with the neighbours. The names were a mish mash of Chinese, Indian, and Malay. No one really cared much about how big each other's house was or the size of their cars ; if they had one, I did not know or care. It was a glorious fun filled childhood.

Ah Puck, Fatty, Ah Leong, Poh San, Thomas Jacob, S, R, Pak Chik, these names are just thrown into the wind of my earliest memories. We had fighting games, catching spiders, playing football, dogs chasing us, we playing with our 3 dogs (all mongrels), tearing shirts, pnats, cuts, bloodied faces, arms, legs. Ah...the 1960s  .... my early days.  

Incredible Egypt - 2009 memories

   At the ruins in Luxor. The Roman and Greek influence in the architecture is plain for all to see

                                                                       

Egypt is one country I will never tire of visiting, the river Nile, the longest river in Africa runs through it and entire towns and villages are built along its banks which remains the main focus for commerce, industry and tourism. Our tour in Dec 2009 began at Luxor, in the south, and we stayed 4 wonderful nights on the cruise ship Movenpick (yes, catering to many European tourists, I believe the ship was owned by the company).  

We visited Luxor, the Temples of Horus, Temple Hatsetshup, and went all the way down to Aswan Dam, thereon we flew up to Cairo and spent a couple of nights there, followed by a couple of nights at the port city of Alexandria. The entire country is a historical site, with numerous places to visit. Let me list them down :

a)  Nile Cruise

b)  Galabilya boat trip

c)  Luxor 

d)  Abu Simbel to visit the Ramses II statues

e)  Aswan dam

f)   Cairo 

g)  Giza pyramids (must go!)

h)  Alexandria port (Hard Rock Cafe !

Andrew with new friends Wing Sun and his brother Wing Onn  

It is my fervent wish to revisit Egypt one day and explore the temples, ruins and palaces which made Egypt the jewel of world, some 2500 years ago. One almost cannot believe the feats of engineering the ancient Egyptians achieved with only the human brain and hundreds of thousands of slaves. That era is surely over but the human effort to put all the piles of stone one piece at a time, using humans and primitive equipment boggles my mind.  

Some totally unforgettable sights and memories

1. Running 5 K along the Nile while the cruise ship was docked at night and I was hounded literally by the vendors crying Baksheesh or One Dollar to me to get me to buy their wares ranging from T shirts, Nile Pyramids and who knows what all made in China

2. Watching the young girls in the silk factory using their self mechanised machines to weave the carpets

3. Going up the Pyramids of Giza and watching with unbridled fascination the temple of the dead.

4. Haggling with the vendor at Novotel Hotel in our Hotel Lobby for a prized Pewter Card Container. He uttered "I dont know whether to sell this to you or hit you on the head !" when I offered him a ridiculous price and stuck by it all the way.

                                  Noel at the side of the Pyramids in Giza, outskirts of Cairo 

5. Having a beer with the tour guide Anna at the deck of the cruise ship. The contradiction in this scene is most apparent.

6. Watching with fascination when the vendors in their small boats at Aswan throw up their clothes for selling and we on the deck of the cruise ships send money down also by throwing the notes wrapped around coins as counterweights.

7. Riding the 'ship of the desert' or camels.

La Belle Egypt 

8. Eating at a Restaurant in Cairo and all around while we walk, the people ogle at us Asian tourists like we came from Mars

9. Having a snack and a drink at Hard Rock Cafe Alexandria where it seems like a European port city.

10. Going to the National Museum in Cairo and learning the history of all of the ancient Pharoahs, when we went to the toilets, when the place was empty, it was like any other toilet. Once the tourists came, the local people suddenly appeared out of nowhere and demanded "One Dollar" to enter the toilets. 

Talk about opportunism !!!! 

11. Looking at the Carsophogus of Tutankhamen II the Child Pharoah who died in his Teens. 

There are so many memories all good of Egypt that my  distinct wish is to visit this fascinating place at least once more in my lifetime.

Best Time to Visit Egypt

The best time to visit Egypt is Dec - Feb during the winter months as the nights get cool (around 15 deg C) and the days are not too hot, around 28 deg C maximum. Plus point is that the air is dry. 

Carpe Diem