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Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Thatcher is Dead

She was a terrible leader. An embarrassment and amoral leader who hated the poor and the working class, despised women and people of color, and sympathized with those in power who terrorized, plundered and killed.

We are not mourning her in this household.

She did her damage.

Glad she is dead, though her legacy of misery lives on.

Thursday, April 4, 2013

Mui Wonese--Definition of....

Mui Wonese...are a large polycultural group of various national origins inhabiting the island of Lantau, specifically, the small village area of Mui Wo. Main languages spoken: Cantonese, English, Mandarin, Tagalog, but also known to speak French, German, Visayan, Bahasa and various Chinese dialects. Ride bikes. Swims. Enjoys BBQ. Some are vegetarian, but most are omnivores. They are familiar with the sounds of the bullfrogs in the spring, the small sandfleas and mosquitoes in the hot months, and the march of the bovine throughout the year. They drum or are very familiar with the sounds of drummers. They love children. Even the ones they beat on the legs with a bamboo switch. Smoking and mah-jong are frequently indulged. They find life off the island interesting enough, but most agree that their parochial village lives of cleaner air and quiet more suited to their rather slow movements--this may or may not include brain synapse activities... 

Monday, April 1, 2013

Mui Wo to Pui O

This picture says everything about why we live in South Lantau. There are times when it looks spectacular and I feel happy to know that such images will shape how Keohi views his childhood. It's not easy to live here for some. Commutes are long. It can be inconvenient. But we are all here because the air is better, and because we want our kids to have a different kind of life than the kind they might lead in the city. Casual. Spontaneous. Step outside and hit the green and enjoy the view.

Keohi has been seeing some of his pals on the weekend, and sometimes the moms and sons have all hiked. A few weeks ago we went from Mui Wo to Pui O. The boys were great. It was a long day. We stopped along the way for snacks and rest, but our Mui Wo boys are healthy guys in good physical condition. These kids run up and down hills (and in the case of Cillian, literally hike home into the country park!) and ride their bikes. Three sweaty little guys. They hiked with little complaint all the way there. That's around 9km.  Moms were tired. The end result was a beautiful view of Pui O and later a quick splash in the water (no extra clothes, so the boys wore sweatshirts around their waists).

Childhoods are never perfect. But there are moments that are nothing short of beautiful and one can believe that these experiences will shape the way the kids view the world. In 15 years,  there's a good chance that South Lantau will be a transport hub full of diesel farting trucks, cars, tall buildings and chain stores. There will be more traffic and probably shopping malls. It will be ugly and prosperous. I tell Keohi he is enjoying the last of South Lantau, that when he is an old man, the Mui Wo that he now knows and loves will be gone. I tell him that I hope that he will remember a time when he was a little boy who lived in a quiet village near the South China Sea and to do what he can to protect the environment. He tells me he doesn't want Mui Wo to look like Central. I tell him that it's up to him to fight it every step of the way.