December 2022

Pigeon Biscuits

When I was small, there was a family friend who sent us a box of special biscuits every year. The biscuits were called pigeon biscuits. Huge and shaped like a pigeon, they came in a bright yellow tin box. As soon as a delivery person brought the box to the door of our tiny half-dilapidated […]

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The shadow on the wall

The summer when I was six, I participated in a five-day swimming program with my two best friends at a local swimming school. We all enrolled in the beginner’s class where we were going to learn how to float and how to kick the water in a proper way. During the week of the program,

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When we used to break the rules

When I was five and lived in a community of tiny half-dilapidated apartments, once a week, my two best friends and I would go to the local YAMAHA music school together for a group lesson. We were always accompanied by all our mothers and our little siblings. Every week, the three adults, the three children

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The scenery I wanted to share

When I was in high school, I took part in the Earth Science Club. Earth science was not at all my interest, but I joined the club because my two childhood best friends were also there and I was intrigued when I heard that the club would organize a regular star-gazing event on and off

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Please leave the light on.

When I was small, I was scared of darkness. My fear used to be manageable when my family lived in a tiny apartment where all the rooms were connected and the only dark room was our storage room. But even then, I used to feel anxious whenever I looked into the storage room in the

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Obsession with Number One

When I was five, my little brother went through a phase when he liked the concept of number one. In the community of tiny half-dilapidated apartments where we used to live in, all six apartment blocks were numbered. Since our apartment block was the oldest of all, its assigned number was the youngest number: number

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The Plum Candy

When I was six and lived in a community of tiny half-dilapidated apartments, one of my friends and her family were going to be relocated in another city. One day, my mother and my friend’s mothers went to help the family with the painting of the old apartment, and we children were told to stay

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