Imagine

This is possibly my favouritest moment in Glee:

The Youth Olympic Games are Here!

As I type this,  the Opening Ceremony of the Youth Olympic Games in Singapore is underway (I'm watching it on TV).  Now that it is officially here, I find myself quite caught up/interested in the games. Maybe it is because the Olympic flame drove past my house last Sunday (well, actually the main road outside my house). Or maybe because the "Give Way" signs on the roads are a constant reminder of the Games.  Or the inspiring story of little Wei Jie following the flame for 15km wearing flipflops. 

Whatever it was, I found myself standing on the roadside yesterday at noon, waiting for the flame to pass down Lim Liak Street in Tiong Bahru (the day's route is here). My colleagues had volunteered for the honour of bearing the flame and I was happy to be there at this historic moment to support them.  We waited for a bit and two buses of young people drove past, cheering and waving (we waved back). Then, the flame appeared and my first colleague's moment of glory had arrived! 

All too soon, however, he had to pass it on to the next torchbearer (another colleague).  The moment was over.

And, as I type this line, the Opening Ceremony has just ended. I loved the spectacular ending- the last torchbearer, Darren Choy, the 15 year old sailor, running across the reflecting pool to the lighthouse at the end - and the flame streaking up the tower to the lamp on top. It was so special moment - that last lone runner, the reflections on the water, the mist and lights in the background.  At this mystical, magical moment, I felt proud of Singapore.