I was surprised this morning with a text message from an old classmate of mine, that our former class-teacher, Mr Tan Aun Tony, had passed away yesterday. This saddened me a bit as I liked him as a teacher. He was also our Physics teacher and he was one of those few teachers who set me on the path to engineering. I have many fond memories of him.
So, I decided to go to Nirvana Memorial Hall this evening and pay my last respects. When I got there, a family ceremony was under way and I decided not to intrude on it. I contributed some white gold on behalf of my sister and myself. Then, I did some transference of merits and left as I was beginning to feel over-whelmed and there was nobody there that I recognised.
He never skipped a class, which was saying something, at my school. He taught us our foundation in Physics and since many of us turned out as bona-fide engineers, he must have done it right. Physics had always been my favourite subject in high school. He was also a wise class teacher who had a way of giving us advice without being strict nor condescending. He was always patient.
Cool dude. Peace.