Our sculpture park walk was abandoned, because the Kung Fu corner had taken over the park for Chinese New Year Lion Dancing and Kung Fu displays. I took lots of video footage, but can’t manage to make it post to the blog. I was wowed by the 5 colourful lions and the martial arts displays, but my friends less so. I suppose they’ve seen a zillion New Year lion dances before. So we left the area to find a quieter place where they could get to know each other better, as none had met before. There were a couple of dry benches by some lush bamboo screening,
A couple of times since I’ve been in HK, I’ve been likened to a banana, not in an ill intentioned way, but from people trying to get to grips with who I am, where I come from, why I can’t speak Cantonese etc.
Banana (slur) Banana is a term for an Asian person living in a Western country (e.g., an AsianAmerican) who has lost touch with the cultural identity of his or her parents. The term is derived from the fruit banana, which is “yellow on the outside, white on the inside”
But this afternoon, inspired by the yellow bamboo, I decided Bamboo Girl was my preference if I am to have any nickname/slur. This yellow bamboo in the park, growing tall and strong, I like the idea of being like bamboo, light, flexible, Panda food (?), can hold up buildings, portable, used to make items that help conservation such as bamboo straws, Far better than banana girl, something that gets eaten or goes brown and black and mushy. Here we are in front of yellow bamboo. There’s a slight flaw in this renaming, in that I’m not sure whether bamboo is white inside.
I might not be able to post pictures of the lion dancing in Kowloon Park, but I thought you might like to see these three dogs in Stanley, dressed up in dog lion dancing costumes. They couldn’t dance, but they drew huge crowds.
On the day I fly home, it’s Winnie’s 60th birthday, so it’s her year, the year of the pig. (Your year comes round every 12th year, as there are 12 animals in the Chinese zodiac). It’s also Valentine’s Day and her husband Oliver’s birthday. As they declined to join me on a celebration trip to the UK, we went out for dinner to celebrate instead. A perfect end to a perfectly, not at all as planned, day.