Friendship Forever - The Three Of Us
Posted: Friday, February 19, 2010
by Hilda Cang
We don't do it that often. We don't even contact one another if there wasn't anything, anything at all but we do do it once or twice a year just to sit together and have a meal, a long chit chat over coffee. Surprisingly, we still have endless topics to talk about once we meet up: the troublesome teenage children, the spouses, the love and hate, the life. We laugh while refreshing the silly past and grouse the difficulty of being a parent of today. Although the three of us came from a different family background, we became the closest friends of all time despite years' thick and thin. You can imagine, we finished high school same year, then each went our separate way to look for our dreams. We fell apart some time in between, no contact. We worked, we earned our own money, we fell in love, we got married, we got babies, we got house chores, we were so busy living a life in the city, yet we still had each other's phone numbers in the centre of our hearts. A "hello, how are you?" would exchange occasionally.
Anne is the funniest one. She likes to say this, " Let's call it a One Stone Kills Three Birds Night" and we start laughing till our tears coming out. Then Ella says, " Remember, I used to sneak out of the house in order to go to a party." Oh yes, her father mother were very strict with their daughter's freedom. She had no choice but to sneak and I was almost always the one to pretend we were going to a Girl Guide's Campfire Night. What I meant was I actually had to go to her house to bluff to her mother that one. How foolish and sinful now I recalled. What to do when we were in our 15s and her parents were so against her going out at night.
And one Saturday evening,again I walked up Ella's staircases leading to the sitting room, I picked up my guts and cleared my throat first before making up stories to her mother. This time I said, " Aunty, we have a birthday party, it's our classmate's birthday. She is a Girl Guide also." I had to act as if I was sincere and nothing fishy and so Ella got her passport because of my skilful lies.
All was well towards the end at the party until almost midnight when suddenly Ella's elder brother stormed in from nowhere and snatched Ella from the dancing floor. I was a few yards away and I could see her brother was furious and he gave a nice punch on the poor guy's face, Ella's partner, that almost sent him blurred flat. Everyone stopped dancing and only staring at the odd scene............
Well, while recalling some of the teenage life we used to have together, we find that time is a factor we are unable to hold back but the memories persist and the friendship remains forever.
"Let's toast, to our everlasting friendship!" The three of us held up the glasses and drank
"We will do it next year again" The three of us promised.
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Top-level comments on this article: (2 total)And next year you will not have to get her parents permission! Enjoyed the reminissing! (I can't spell) MarijoMarijo,No, neither of us need to get any permission now to go out any time but our children do. We have to somehow allow a bit more freedom for them.Reminiscence , yes, that's the word I missed it in this article.
The threesome you describe sounds so similar to my friendship as well. The only real difference is that we did not know each other in school. I had graduated, married and moved to Connecticut before I met my friends. It was Bonnie who made the initial connection and it was also Bonnie who brought her friend Betty. From then on we were inseparable. Often we refer to those times as the "good old days" - to be sure, this was long ago, our kids were still very young and also best friends, and we busied ourselves in dogs, horses, kids and heaps of work made easier by sharing. Indeed, those were good days.Sounds so similar = One of us loves to say " Those were the days " when our topic points at something which happened then. In fact, as you said, the 3 of us watched each other's kids grow up (really grow up) two of us are promoted to grandmothers with one going to be soon......40 years' friendship, Gray Mare.Really similar. We are lucky indeed!
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