He did not turned up for lunch and we later found out that he was sick. He was in bed for almost 48 hours suffering from nauseating and vertigo. He was our former school teacher. He flew in from Toronto a couple of days ago and is still suffering from jet lag. Mr Koh is 86 and it is not funny for an elderly man of his age to endure the 20 hour journey.
I spoke to him on the phone this afternoon and he apologized profusely for not able to join us for lunch yesterday. I told him to call me if he needs help in case he is sick again.
We had another teacher who suffered from a stroke recently. He is Mr Cheong (also 86) and was our primary school sports master. I fondly remember him teaching some of us how to box. Whenever we boys quarrelled among ourselves, Mr Cheong would bring out the boxing gloves and asked us to fight it out. I remember ko-ing a classmate of mine in the boxing ring, much to the delight of Mr Cheong and my other classmates. I was once beaten badly by another classmate in the ring but I was not ashamed because that guy was almost twice my size. Weeks later and after much training from Mr Cheong, I managed to out last that bigger classmate in a returned bout. But now Mr Cheong is very sick and is confined to his bed. I pray and hope he will recover.
