It brought back memories of having been to Teo Chew Opera during those kampong (village) days in the 70s. When the temples celebrated special festivals, Teo Chew Opera would be staged. My grandmother who was an avid fan of the opera would carry her own stool and spent the night infront of the temporary erected wooden stage.
There would be mobile street hawkers selling ice cream, ice ball, candy floss etc and this was the reason why we the little ones love the opera eventhough we didn't understand a thing.
Last night, I enjoyed the performance but the experience would be a wonderful one had it not for the two aunties behind me talking non-stop throughout the whole performance.
I wished my grandmother to be alive now so I could bring her to enjoy Teo Chew Opera in today' air-con theater setting. I'm sure she would cherished this experience.
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