When I was young. We hangout with other kids in different races. We had a lot of funs together. Cycling and Football in the evening. Cassette recording our favorite song. Walk to school together. We don't even notice there's different in our races. We joke with each other our funny name. I was called Babi. My friend Azahar is char Siew pau. Mutu is puki. It's all just a word and it's meaningless to us. It just fun and laughter. Whenever any of us in trouble, we never left one behind us. The 3 kitten is the different races playing with a ballon that will explode soon. The ballroom represent the sensitive words today that we are using to each other last time that means nothing to us.
A4, A3, A2