The end of another year... and so it's time to look for new calendars again. Nenek would never choose the month - by - month one because it's too complicated.

"Too many numbers," she said.

She preferred the one which you have to tear every morning. That would easily let her keep track of the dates ... provided she wouldn't forget to tear once a day.

The school headmaster was strict about our choosing the classroom calendar.

Some would go all the way hunting for one which has the picture of their ... well ... idol.

As for bapak, whenever he asked me to get new calendars from town, he'd remind me that the best were the ones with those "little pictures of men riding horses."