The crying monkey
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At my last day in Taipei, the mother's day, I went out shopping spree with my mom. But that's the worse day to shop in the city ever, because every store we went to was close. Both my mom and I were irritated "why should we have mother's day? Does it mean you don't need to be nice to your mom on other days of the year?". Anyhow, we make it a piority to visit Alison's wife, WenHui, who just delivered a baby in that very morning. Alison is my brother's elementary school mate, but for some reason, this guy shows up in our every family photos, from elementry school to college. Wenhui is the sweetest, purest girl you can meet in the whole Taipei city. She became my mom's friend, she introduced me as her god mother's daugher to others.
We seemed to be the first visitor in her room, Alison was on his way back from China, the kid was delivered earlier than expected. Wenhui saw us coming in and she started to tear. But anyhow, my mom and Wenhui started to chat about labour and I execused myself to the toilet. Gee, just walking around this department of a hospital is enough to weak my knees.
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