Just want to write down two very fond memories involving Dad on fathers' day.
When I was still in kindergarten, there once was a big typhoon that came very swift and we had to cut class in the middle of the day. Mom and Dad were both at work (or so I thought), and though all my classmates had left, I was stuck in the kindergarten not knowing what to do. Then Dad came, I only remember that he gave me a pink raincoat and then carried me downstairs. We lived in CWB then and my kindergarten was also there but still we had to walk several blocks. It was dark and it seemd that the sky was falling though it was only mid-day. Water was up to knee high and father carried me and 涉水而行. I felt both scared and safe on his shoulder. This picture was still very vivid in my mind, and Dad was my rescuer (both from the wind and from the embarrassment) at the time.
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) 但就趕到黃昏去香港藝術館睇林風眠, 同不中不西...
will have to buy a pair of "cha cha" before hand
of the dishes I made 
--- clumsy me!!!
我不反對討論性, 但搞個性學會, 認認真真的討論可以嗎...
But if you visit the Cantonese restaurants during a "normal" Sat or Sun, you'll see many old papas/ mamas waiting there alone, 霸位 for their kids or grandkids. No matter what you do on Mother's Day, the work done won't count much if you don't really care for them and care about them on the other 364 days. In fact, 
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Went along the Central - Mid level elevator today to have lunch at Soho and saw a skinny old lady trying to pick a used can from the trash bin. 好心痛 
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