Friday, December 16, 2011

Last week, Friday

I was in the car, hanging out with Mom, waiting for my brother, looking at her huge thing of keys, looking at the red Thailand keychain shaped like a star and containing some small shells. I knew her sister, my aunt, had been to Thailand. I asked Mom, "who gave you this?" She said it was my 嫲嫲, my paternal grandmother. I never imagined her going to Thailand. She went by herself, with a tour group. Back in the days, it was difficult for Chinese citizens to travel out of the country, and when they did, it was only to nearby countries.

Still, it was Thailand. My grandma had decided to go to Thailand.

(Was she somewhat like me?)

That day I found out that my grandmother had been to Thailand and it made me sad.



I can't get them out of my head.

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

We looked at each other, silent

Yesterday I went to a lights festival with a friend, and there was a very small fair food sort of area nearby. I bought a huge bag of caramel kettle corn (it was the smallest size--queen!) and shared it with my friend.

Well, we were eating it, and I dropped one--it landed on the ground between us.

A very normal guy, said something like "aww yeah," and leaned down on the ground, flat, all the way, as if he were to do a pushup. And picked the kettle corn up with his mouth. He ate it and walked casually away.