Our land, our house, our means of living taken by the government.
Life in the 60's, we have nothing, there were no food. Farm and land was robbed, our house was destroyed.
Our property was taken, we were robbed, my sister was the only sibling working. There were 11 mouths in the family, include my sister boy friend. My mother sold illegal egg, in other words, my mother became illegal hawker, every day she had to run away with the eggs when the hawker inspectors came to arrest the illegal hawkers. There were uncertain future. There were no happiness in my mother, became a monster and there were unhappiness in our family. I noticed my mother was happy only lately. My father was a heavy smoker, became a daily rated worker. I remembered we ate pork belly, the pork belly at that time were really fat meat.
The government was the robber, we suffered many year until we grew up and found jobs, and life improved. All of us got married and lived in our own flats. My mother continued her unhappiness, we did not have a happy youth life. Finally my mother changed she was happy again. We have families gethering, my family and my grand son to visit and we are together again.
