My cousin Cecila and I dub the ancestral home the Kong Villa. This is not the original house but the current one. In the old house, the best part was the sundry shop attached to the house. There were fruit trees, a jetty, and a fish pond. It was Utopia.
When we visited either Grandfather
Kong we would invade the sundry shops as though everything was free. We took
pencils, rubber bands, colored pencils, erasers, rulers, exercise books, art
blocks, sweets, biscuits, fishing hooks, lines and sinkers and the whole
shebang. It was always a great bonanza and we had goodies galore both in our
stomachs and in bags. Grandmother Kong never told us off but we were sure they
were glad we did not come too frequently.
Grandmother Kong never
complained, instead they always said, “Take, take, take as much as you like.”The PhotoHunt for today is Quaint . . .
attractively unusual or old-fashioned.
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2 comments:
Memories are nice. What a quaint place.
I love the look of it!
Like I want to go there and have coffee! Beautiful...
Mariposa's PH
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