During the Schools Holidays, my whole family went to Malaysia to visit my grandmother. My little brother suddenly asked, "Why did grandfather die so early? I didn't even get a chance to see him!" I suddenly remembered how it all happened.

We were in Singapore then. My mother got a phone call saying that our grandfather was gravely ill in the hospital. Without hesitating, my parents bought the bus tickets and we set off for Malaysia as soon as we were ready.

When we reached Malaysia, my aunt came with my Grandmother to fetch us. In the car, Aunt told something to my mother in the teochew dialect. My mother started crying. That time we could not quite understand what they were saying. My sister finally figured out that my Grandfather had died in the hospital.

All of us were grieved by what happened. We all attended his funeral wake. The day came when my Grandfather had to be cremated. We all looked at him one last time before he was pushed into the "oven". I will always remember how handsome he looked in his blue cheongsam that day... ...