The prompt words for Colleen’s Weekly Poetry challenge #129 are Hobby and Play: Synonyms Only.
Love of Music
I loved music, photography, and drawing as a kid. If I had a choice of a different career, I would prefer to do something with music. The popular vocations for girls were being teachers or nurses at that time. For the practical reason, I chose to be a teacher and took part in music as an enjoyment at leisure. I have had fun singing all my life. My two sisters, Yolanda and Queenie, and I sang in Mercy’s wedding in 2011. I sing in chorale groups and Messiah concert on a ongoing basis.
Live a balanced life
Keep a reasonable job
To afford pleasure
Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 126, “Poet’s Choice of Words”
The last eight weeks, our family went through many special occasions and experienced extreme emotions.
My nephew got married on January 19 this year. He met Summer when they studied for the master’s degree program. Enoch speaks Cantonese and Summer speaks Mandarin. During their courtship, they learned each other’s language. Of course, Summer’s parents speak Mandarin and my sister Yolanda, her husband Patrick and their daughter Eva speak Cantonese. Some family and friends speak English. So, the wedding was conducted in three languages. The vows in the wedding ceremony were done in Mandarin. During the break of the evening wedding banquet, Enoch serenaded Summer in Cantonese. It was the most romantic song I had ever heard.
The wedding was a whole day event. The groom and best men played the games responding to the bridesmaids when picking up the bride in the morning. The church wedding followed by a garden cake cutting ceremony in the afternoon, and the nine-course banquet in the evening.
The family and friends rejoiced with the young couple and celebrated the new beginning of their marriage.
Here is this week’s Colleen’s 2019 Weekly Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge No. 121, “Slow & Work,” #SynonymsOnly
January 12 to 20, 2019, a group of family members from West Coast of the U.S.A. traveled to Hong Kong to celebrate my nephew’s wedding, a joyous begging of a new journey. It was a marathon ceremony of playing Chinese traditional games when the groom picked up the bride in the morning. The games were set by the bridesmaids and responded by the groom and best men. Only when all the games were responded, the door was open for the groom to pick up the bride. Then a modern church wedding and garden cake ceremony were held in the afternoon, and a nine-course Chinese banquet was served in the evening when the bride and mother-in-law (my sister) changed their gowns four times.
It was simply a beach wedding without human audience. The officiator, the sky, the clouds, the ocean, the trees, the lava rocks, and the sand, were our witnesses. It happened in Maui, Hawaii twenty some years ago. We wanted to have a beach wedding. We then came back home to have our reception at a hotel for all of our family and friends.
During the last twenty some years, we went back to Maui several times, visited the same beach to refresh our memory, and renew our vows to each other.
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