At last, there were 2 person proved me wrong two days ago.
When myself and Celeste went for her second violin class, we were actually offered seat on the MRT by 2 young malay youngster.
The first time was offered by a young malay girl who was with her boyfriend and the second time was offered by a young malay boy (on both occasions, they insisted that I take the seat despite my friendly protest that we were almost at our destination).
At least, there’s hope and I was darn happy to be proven wrong.
And what’s with circle line?
Well, since it is in operation, I decided to devise a plan to cut short our travelling time by hopping on the yellow line. “That a circle line, daddy,” Celeste would persistently remind me how best to call the yellow line.
While I was studying the new route to cut short travelling time back home, Celeste confidently remarked, ” daddy, we change at Dhoby Ghaut and change again at Paya Lebar…” . I was happy that Celeste able to make out the exact route although I was mildly shocked at her learning pace.
When I queried Celeste why are there a few lines running through Dhoby Ghaut station, she meekly answered, “..you know..it’s a interchange station..”
I couldn’t be more happier with her good sense of direction (if you give me a compass, I would still get lost)