There was once a police jetty located at this place. I knew it not that I always saw it when passed by the Main Bazaar when I was a kid but I ever lost and found at this very jetty.
It all happened when I was 5 or 6 years old. As a very young and small, I always tend to follow older children when playing at the playground. It was a safe playground as it is located in the police housing complex. All the children played there but the boys were more adventurous. They liked to play just outside the boundary and that of course lured interest in me.
One day, they planned to explore further. They planned to go to the jetty. When I heard of this, I don't want to be left behind but the boys dont want to bring me along as I am the smallest kid. I insisted. I follow them along even they tried to loose me a number of times but I still followed them from a far. They walked faster but still, I managed to follow them. Until they reached the godown. They aboard the waiting police boat immediately when the boat approached the jetty. I jumped right in. The boatmen on duty thought that I am with them so he don't bother that much.
But the boys was very tricky. When the boat was about to leave, they quickly jumped out of the boat to the jetty and leave me alone on the boat. The boatmen and his assistant noticed that and knew what was happening. They proceed to across the river to send other passenger to this jetty (picture orange roof) and then send me back to the other side (the jetty - white roof in the picture) after asking me a lot of questions which I can't answer or understood. What do 5-6 years old boy knew. When I arrived at the jetty, I quickly jump out of the boat, run to the streets and nervously trying to find my way home. I was crying non-stop and I don't know where I am. All I can remember is the stone wall as I played there on the way to here. For info, that stone wall is actually the wall below the Muzium Sarawak overhead bridge.
I ran and ran. When I saw a junction, I turned. Then I ran again not knowing where to go. I cross the street. I don't look back at all. I don't remember if anyone noticed me. It was getting dark when I saw that wall. The very high wall and the overhead bridge. I knew, all I need to do is follow the street straight up and I'll be home. Then I saw the other overhead bridge, the St Joseph school, the church and all the familiar drain, trees, fences and I knew, I am home.
I saw a lot of people in the playground and everyone is walking towards me. I didn't know there's a search party was looking for me. My mother was hugging me hard, crying, asking,I don't know, angrily or worryingly.
I think, that's all I can remember about this jetty but it always stuck in my head and my heart forever.
Adios.
