My dad is in this video. The man who sells chestnut at Petaling Street.
I've had a friend who used to tease my dad for being a hawker few years ago, and I remembered very clearly every single word he'd said. It so happen that my dad's picture appeared in a book with a title about market I think, can't really recall. And it used to bother me very much, very much to the extent that I feel ashamed about my dad's career, especially when people ask about it.
You people might think why I have the courage to post this up in my blog, telling the whole world that my dad is a hawker, is because I'm not gonna be as childish as I used to be, I don't bother what he/other people said, no more feeling ashamed, they're ALL total nonsense. Instead, I'm proud to have a dad like him. Although he's not well educated, and this is the reason why he nurtures everyone of us with care, his conservative minded to protect us, encourages us to well-equip ourselves so we wouldn't be like him.
Now, I even tell and ask me friends to buy chestnuts from him, just a way to support him. So, now u know the one u've been buying chestnuts from is my dad, at Petaling Street, who obsess with yellow color, and u can even see him wearing yellow shirt in the video. :)
