There are a lot to tell about my family...
All the interesting stories told over and over again by my mother about our childhood. The days when we lived at the narrow dead end street called the "Mouse Tail" of the "Green Bean Area" in Macau. How my brothers threw water bomb from the 5th floor after we moved in a building. How eight of us all fit in my dad's first sedan. The day when Patrick went 'po po' under a tree and chased after by the bees. The bloody scary cut on Lawrence's as he stood on top of the glass table and broke the glass. How Ivan has been called "the Lazy Ghost" because he refused to take the bread to the old lady next door by giving an excuse that he doesn't have energy to do so. How mom punished the wrong person because James and Patrick look so much alike. How dad treated Thomas 滕條燜豬肉 when he put his 鼻屎 on the wall. The day we got our first pet and she "pee" and "po' on our carpet and we stepped on it. The night when I am on high fever and mom carried me and ran a long way for a taxi in the middle of the night, waited till dawn and no taxi can hire, my fever was gone and mom is so exhausted, we then walk home together without going to the hospital.
And the next generation… they are creating topics to be told over and over again in the future...
The kids new toy... they started to feed Jacob chocolate ice-cream. Jacob thinks that he can eat them all...
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