I am not a festival man and would try hard to get away from the
celebrations, especially the traditional ones. I guess most of the younger
generation only concern about the non-religious Christmas, Halloween and the
Valentine’s Day. I approached this year’s Mid-autumn Festival as those before
it – joining the family dinner at my parents’ place on the nearest Saturday
before it. So, we celebrated the festival five days before the actual day. It
was like a routine of the family, people came, ate, said “Happy Mid-autumn
Festival!” and left. This year, the old man did something unusual as we were
preparing to leave. He gave me two lie-sees and said, “They’re for your
birthday; wish everything goes alright for you. This one’s from me and the
other one your mum.” Then, he gave two to my sister and said, “These are for
your birthday.”
“But mine is in November…”
