In partnership with the Tree by David Lee

I too spent my youth in Kulim. We, My brother Gilbert and I were sent to St. Patrick to continue our education after it was interrupted by the second world war. I know it was a long time ago.
I was in Std four and my brother must have been in Std three. That was in 1947. We loved school because we were always in the front line to collect prizes for our successful performances. I completed School Certificate in B.M. High school within the next four years - quite an achievement.
One of the things we used to engage ourselves in was watching films at the Coronation Theatre. We would all line up at the third class entrance and as soon as the show started we would sneek ourselves through the screened doorway after slipping twenty cent coins into the ticket collector's hand.
Our hero was Allan Ladd. Western was our first choice. Second was Tarzan.
We would wait patiently for the adds and coming attractions to roll by and as soon as we saw the words "Directed by" the whole theatre would burst into a roar of applause because we knew the show would be starting. It was fun. We really enjoyed ourselves together with the rest of the audiance.
Guess what? Each time the heroes went charging after the Red Indians, in the case of the Westerns, we would all clap and cheer half expecting the soldiers to wipe out the Indians.
When the show ended we would all walk out feeling all excited and recalling all the actions that took part in the show. Such was the excitement each time we went to the cinema. I used to love the Coronation theatre. It was a place to escape from the hard work at home.
More next time.