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Long ago before Valentine’s Day was commercialised and sexualised,, I loved it. It was the day in Malaysia when my friends at the Catholic school would scribble notes to each other, draw huge red hearts and roses on the blackboard and tease our Irish headmistress and all the teachers. It was all such fun and innocent. Even when we teased Sr Enda, our Irish nun about the La Salle school brothers, it was without guile.

















