"Collect your free goodie bag here" read a large sign emblazoned with the NTUC income logo, a long queue of sweaty bodies swirling tightly around it like a plump cinnamon roll.
"There are many things to do around here. A pretty lady bedecked in pink will soon take the main stage with her harp. Out on the field across the road, invited kite fliers from all around Asia will fly their kites. If you would like to fly your own kite, please head to the field near the promenade. It is heartening to see so many families sitting around and having picnics ..." a female voice crooned into a microphone that disseminated her speech to five other loud speakers strategically placed around the Marina Bay Promenade.
"ah, you must colour properly la. if not you don't colour. don't spoil other people's art okay? okay you must stand in line okay, wait for this kor kor to finish painting then your turn. ah wait. what colour you want? pink? you want to colour the fish eye's pink? sure a not? okay ahhh, okay", a protective father hovered over his daughter as she drew thick pink lines onto a scrawny fish.
Behind her, a blond boy released his angry bird into the wind, his little brother trailing after him.
"look! my kite is flying very high" he screamed with glee as his angry bird fluttered five meteres above the ground.
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