As we sat down for suet kap (snow jelly), mom walked in
flustered from her line dance routine. The red was more prevalent on her right
cheek; it must have been a good workout. I went for seconds, pacifying the
rumblings of a stomach half empty previously occupied by a bowl of garden
salad. Then, I realized my mom has her own way of keeping me collar strict on
my diet.
“Promise me you will never be a guarantor for anybody. No matter how good a friend they are. Understand?”
I choked on my dessert at that. Without uttering a word, I saw a tired me among the floating fatty tissues of once living Grass Frogs. All gleefully croaking symphonies in China like the few noisy ones here at my koi pond. I wonder if everyone stares at the same sky now and then with sweet memories of the distant past.
All about potatoes,
Vonnie S.
“Promise me you will never be a guarantor for anybody. No matter how good a friend they are. Understand?”
I choked on my dessert at that. Without uttering a word, I saw a tired me among the floating fatty tissues of once living Grass Frogs. All gleefully croaking symphonies in China like the few noisy ones here at my koi pond. I wonder if everyone stares at the same sky now and then with sweet memories of the distant past.
All about potatoes,
Vonnie S.
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