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belated post (from yesterday)
Awoke at the break of dawn yesterday to attend my dear brother's passing out parade at the Marina Bay floating platform. So while cruising down the quiet empty streets, it seemed like the city centre was devoid of life. Then when we hit Marina Boulevard, traffic suddenly increased and the city roared to life. Throngs of people emerged from all directions, streaming towards the floating platform. Then I took a moment to look around me, to look at these people and it struck me that this is what being Singaporean is about (somewhat).
I know some anti-NS sentiments like 'it's just propaganda' or 'wayang only la' about such ceremonies do exist, yet as an attendee to the ceremony, I felt a single common thread among all the other people present - pride. With a friend/boyfriend/son/brother in the parade and watching them march in the hot sun after a 24km route march, carrying their riffles and that gargantuan bag of theirs on their backs, a sense of pride surfaces. That single emotion united all the Singaporeans present. :)
I know some anti-NS sentiments like 'it's just propaganda' or 'wayang only la' about such ceremonies do exist, yet as an attendee to the ceremony, I felt a single common thread among all the other people present - pride. With a friend/boyfriend/son/brother in the parade and watching them march in the hot sun after a 24km route march, carrying their riffles and that gargantuan bag of theirs on their backs, a sense of pride surfaces. That single emotion united all the Singaporeans present. :)
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