Factory

Chilhood memories are fill with happy and sad, which with only this 2...
I came back to the place where my childhood memory lays upon (part of it): The Factory..
Odd or what so ever, it really is where I play and learn...
All the raw woods, machines, transportations (lorry, container and forklift), processing furnitures are actually memories, and the odour of the paints for the furnitures seems already immune to me...
The factory had a 27 years of history, named Yeu Hong, which grew up together with me for 20 years (my current age is 20)...
As I step in to the office, strange feelings come in, as in this place was familiar with me for once, now it became strange, maybe the duration of my visits were lesser comparing to the old times, where me and my cousins use to take place and play with all the people inside while their working (not a good thing to do)....TO BE HONEST,  I was failed once again, which I can't really recall the true story behind this factory, as in all I know it was just doing businesses all the time, exporting and manufacturing was what it's majoring all the while...
I love this place, even though it was quite a time since my visit...
My parents been working inside here for 20 years...which how old I am = how long they work...
The colleagues are also the greatest memories, working together with this factory for more than 6 years...Having all the great times with them, so as my parents...Marketing, Purchasing, HR, Production, from the front line to the production line, together, the factory survives until now...
My playground at the factory was on the furnitures, the staircases, and the forklift, where I like to climb on it and take a look from the above, it gives me the sense being on the top, but dangerous, you might fell from it anytime...This was why I am being pride on myself easily, it had something to do with it...
My dad works around all the time (production), hardly see him stand still or sit still on a spot, in case anything...My mum works behind, something to do with logistic, store, purchasing raw wood materials and other stuffs (if I'm not mistaken)...
I love being here, even though it was just only for half a day or the whole day...
Listening to the machines, the driving, the smells, and the people around here, I just can't believe, this factory has been here for more than 20 years...And it was still good looking in it's own way....
The office going through 2 times of fire emergency before, but still survives, it undergo the economic crisis (less of orders) before, still survive, until now, it still operates as usual...And I miss the good old days running here and there talking with my parents colleagues (please don't follow, you're bothering their work progress)...
Now, I get to meet them once a year consistently in the yearly exhibition in PWTC (KL), because I am at KL, and the place was damn near to my college, travelling to there was super damn easy...
This already a culture to visit them during the exhibition, before that it was in the The MINES...The faces of the marketing departments are still the same, which my uncle will be there..Just a simple drop by and dinner with all of them, already a must for every year...
I love this factory a lot...As today, walking in to the show room, looking at all the dining sets, and bed sets, this factory will be going as usual, and I hope that it will keep maintaining it's productivity all the time and success in the future...
I never thought of working inside, as Iim not good in businesses anyway, leave it to the professionals as it always, but, this was still the place that cultivated me as what I am today...
I wish to know more about this factory, and I do believe that I can...