As a child, I used to dread adults asking me the same old question, "What do you want to be when you become a big girl?" At 7 years old, I wanted to be a nurse, at 12, I wanted to be a teacher and at 18, I wanted to be a military officer. I somehow always had an answer. Now a 'big girl' and several decades later, I have come to appreciate the goals I had, albeit my goals changed along the way

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I attended the launch of CompTia Starta IT Fundamental course by Learning Hub recently. This course was to train PMETs in basic computer skills like PC set-up, maintenance and software installation. The response was pretty good with more than 70 attendees and, interestingly, more than 30% of them were in their mid-40s. Amongst them, a lady in her late 50s caught my attention; I was wondering why a lady her age was interested in such a technical programme.

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I was having lunch with a colleague at a nearby coffee-shop a few days ago. Colleague commented that my tummy has grown bigger, it’s now more obvious that I’m pregnant. Indeed I’m, with 2 more months to go before baby is due. Conversation started to move to how rude Singaporeans are on the train. I take the train to and from work everyday so I lamented about Singaporeans (even the young ones) who hog the priority seat; those who pretend to sleep and men with haversacks pushing their way in, oblivious to passengers behind them. Some would ‘size me’ up from head to top from afar and still refuse to give up their seats. Makes me wonder why priority seats are named as such when those who need them most don’t get these seats first.

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