i would like to share something bout my grandpa..
i call him “kongkong or lolo” and he calls me “wonel” – because of being chinese, he can’t properly pronounce my name…
when i went to macau last month, i remembered him, i felt his presence there – it’s as if he’s the one tour guiding us haha!
…way back in grade school, he taught us taekwondo, karate, etc. but me and my cousins never learned any of those haha!
i also remember, there was a time when he got angry because we ate the fruits that he was offering to buddha haha!
to be honest, i have lotsa funny moments with my lolo than my papa (my father who died when i was just in kindergarten) that’s why i misses him sooo much..
btw my lolo died when i was in 6th grade…