I am in a new scrapbook book club. The next 6 months are dares to scrapbook about yourself; the good, the bad, the ugly, the silly, wacky, funny, the random and the best. For next month, we've been challenged to scrap various "goods" in our life; accomplishments, where I'm from, bling, favorites, etc.. I wanted to scrapbook the apartment I grew up in in Hong Kong. A place that Michael and the kids may possibly never see. By scrapbooking it, there will be something for the kids to know about the where and my memories. I don't have pictures in my own possession, Mummy might have some. So in the meantime, I turned to the internet. And found this. I tried getting rid of some of the writing on it.
The second column of balcony's, fourth up from the bottom was ours when we lived there. Grenville House, 1 Magazine Gap Road, Hong Kong. The windows to the right of it were the TV room which became my bedroom. The windows to the right of that were Mummy and Daddy's room and those further right were the "office" where Daddy had his desk. From there you walked into the master bathroom where there was a big jacuzzi type bath that we loved to bathe in as kids. All that was on the right side of a long hallway. To the left was the dining room which had a dining nook and kitchen off of it, then Jonathan's room with the "girl's" room and adjoining bathroom next door. The corridor ended in another bathroom. I think we lived in apartment 4B.
I still remember how to say our address in Cantonese. I remember standing at that corner just on the left of the picture waiting for the school bus, mini-buses and taxi's. I remember skating around the parking garages and playing sardines. I remember burying Jonathan's tadpole in the slope beside the steep stairs up that hill. I remember throwing kumquats at vehicles passing by from the parking deck. I remember Mummy chasing me around the marble dining room table before I could break away to my room and lock the door because I turned my dinner plate (with vile fish on it!) upside down! I remember playing with Barbie's on the typhoon boards that covered the tub in our bathroom with Rina. I remember watching fireworks, some of the best fireworks I remember, from that window beside the balcony.
Lots of good memories!