Just yesterday I was playing with Ben and all of a sudden, I had a flashback memories of my childhood... and in that instant, I remembered one childhood memory which I had totally forgotten all about... it was a horibble, horrible one... I still couldn't remember much in details but enough to write up a post of it so that I can and from now on will remember such thing happened to me long, long, long ago...
What happened long ago (I think I was about 8-9 years old) was I cleverly shoved something into my nostril and it got stuck inside. YEAP... SHOVED into my NOSTRIL and cleverly got it STUCK. Up until 5 minutes ago, I don't even know the name for the object that was stuck in my nostril, so with a little bit help from dear Google and its image search, I finally found more info to put into this post.
My dearest blog readers, that object that I shoved and then got stuck in my nostril is what we called in Malay - biji saga or the saga seeds.
This is how it looks like from the tree. You can read more about it from this link: http://www.naturia.per.sg/buloh/plants/saga_tree.htm
And when you plucked off the seeds, this is how they look like:
(*Both photos taken from Google image search)
Look at that bright Ferrari red colored seeds!
How can one resist from shoving it into their nostril, right? . . . .
Ok, ok... thought I could try and justify my stupid act or something... 
So anyway, I remembered my mum always brought me back to her hometown whenever I had school holidays and I love spending my holidays in her hometown cos I get to see my cousins and we always had this wild crazy adventures during the daytime.. like cycling all over the village, playing cooking (or what we called 'masak-masak' in Malay), catching grasshoppers and wading into the rivers to catch TADPOLES and small fishes... crazy huh?
So anyway, one time I brought home these lovely red saga seeds and I'm not sure what I was intending to do but I ended up with one of the seed in my nostril. Heh... I have no idea how I managed to get it out of my nostril but I definitely DID NOT call for help from anybody else.
I mean, yes, at the tender age of 8-9 I am THAT naive and stupid to shove the saga seeds into my nostril but I do have the tiny bit of wisdom NOT TO humiliate myself further (or probably scared of getting scolded by my parents for my heroic evil kenievel act or something) I do remember trying to press my nose bridge in order to push the seed out and also blowing my nose hard. Am not sure whether any of this method works cos I guess part of this horrible childhood memory was still being supressed by my brain... Sigh... what a memory...
Of course, now that I remembered part of this memory, I do get worried that Ben might one day do this and shoved something into his nostril. Gulp...
