On the day before Janice was supposed to go to Yap Ee Chian, Janice made a
phone call to Landy. "Hello, is this Landy speaking?"
"Speaking. What is it Janice?"
"How are we supposed to get to school tomorrow?"
"I think we were supposed to catch the train in platform one and a half,
Ang Mo Kio MRT* station, at eight in the morning."
* (MRT stands for Mass Rapid Transit)
" Platform one and a half? Are you serious? Is there such a platform?"
"That's what it says. Frankly, I'm not very sure too. "
"Hey, why don't we meet at the station? We could catch the train together
then."
"Okay! Lets meet at the control station say, seven forty-five in the morning?
We might be able to find some good seats."
"Good idea. Okay then. See you tomorrow then!"
"Bye!"
"Bye!"
After the conversation, Janice was stumped. Was there really such a platform
called Platform one and a half? If there really was one, how was she supposed
to reach the platform? Maybe there would be someone like Mr Hassim, guiding
people to the platform, Janice thought. Convinced and perhaps, slightly cheerful,
Janice began to pack her books into her trunk. Just as she was about to open
her trunk, Mrs Chan came in. "Janice, have you asked Landy about how to
get to school tomorrow?"
Knowing that what she said next would sound utterly stupid, Janice summoned
up her courage and said, "According to Landy, we're suppose to catch the
train to Yap Ee Chian on platform one and a half at eight o'clock in the morning,
Ang Mo Kio MRT station."
"Wha..what did you say, Janice? Is it my imagination, or did I hear platform
one and a half? Is there such a platform? Is this a joke?" Mrs Chan asked,
shocked.
"I really don't know, Mum, that's what Landy says." Janice mumbled.
"Okay then, if that is really what it says, we'll take to the station
tomorow then."
"Thanks Mum." Janice mumbled.
With a heavy heart and a lot of suspicion, she began packing her supplies.