Guest Post As told by my friend Kwok ‘Ben’ Louie who now lives in New Mexico and spends time doing Habitat for Humanity builds. As Ben notes, their backyard in Hong Kong was a botanic garden. FYI – Back then, they still had biodiversity of wildlife and birds in parks. Sounds like a tough life growing up by many Americans’ standards. But obviously a good life. Now read on – To your question of have I ever been poor. I grew up until the age of 11 or 12 in a one room apartment, my parents, 3 sisters and me. My parents’ quarters consisted of a bed, two dressers at the corner of the room with a partition wall and a curtain that can be drawn to close off that area. A square table sat in the middle of the floor which acted as a table for homework for the four of us and a dining table comes meal time. There was no flushing toilet, no heat, let alone air cond. We had a radio but no TV, washer/dryer was unheard of. Cooking was done on 2 kerosene stoves in a shared kitchen away from the room. We walked to and from school, often in those incredible tropical downpours. We so looked forward to our birthdays because on that day, the birthday boy or girl get to have corn flakes (such a novelty then) with real milk. Because we didn’t have a refrigerator till later on, evaporated milk was the staple. My parents had to...
