Wet markets, trishaws & kungfu movies

In memorium – 赖玉梅 (1930-2021), 冯全 (1913-83)

My paternal grandparents were immigrants from China to Singapore even before WWII & the Japanese Occupation, my grandpa was from Hainan Island, & my grandma from Guangdong (Canton), she spent some time in Malaysia before moving over. They married young, my grandma had the first of 8 children at age 18, my dad was number 2 at age 20. They took care of me much of my early childhood, as my parents were both working (dual-income families were a push by the government), & we stayed in the same HDB block in Marsiling, overlooking the old Causeway (before the days of sky/traffic cams).

Every time I walk past/through a wet market, especially scenes of fish tanks full of freshwater goldfish, tetra, guppy, & coconut graters, it reminds me of accompanying my grandma daily, walking from home, pushing her trolley; she would leave me to look at fishes or watch the uncle…