It’s Wednesday and snowing big times here in Saskatoon, Saskatchewan. It’s a good day for storytelling.  What better venue than the Friday Fictioneers. We like to tell stories of 100 words to a photo prompt.  We are hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields of Addicted to Purple.  Here is my story.



I sat at the base of the tree, cradled by two roots. I gazed across the pond. Right out there in the middle was where my brother and I got stuck. We were chasing the water buffalo with sticks. We didn’t get very far before we couldn’t go at all. We had to be rescued. Boy, did mother give it to us after! We were soaked and caked in mud.

Those were the good memories. What haunted me still was the memory of my grandmother being publicly humiliated and persecuted by the village under this very tree many years ago.

About hafong

Hello! My name is (Leung) Hafong alias Lily Leung. You always say the last name first….that is the Chinese way. That is my partner lurking behind me. Since this is my blog, I won’t mention his name. But this is a rather cool picture. You see me and yet you don’t…sort of the way I feel about myself most of my life. So this blog is a self-exploration, an archeology dig of some sort. My tools…..words of a thousand or so at a sitting. I will try for that.
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  1. Iain Kelly says:

    Glad they were saved. I wonder what the grandmother had done? Good little slice of memories.

  2. neilmacdon says:

    I wasn’t expecting that ending

  3. Laurie Bell says:

    Whoa that end… starts with fun and then bang

  4. Dear Lily,

    A bittersweet story, beginning with sweet and ending with bitter. Nicely done.



  5. jademwong says:

    The first paragraph had me imagining a sweet, humorous picture of siblings innocent and mischievous in their youth, but then you hit me with that second paragraph and now everything hurts 😦 I was not expecting that twist and you wove it well!

  6. This one reminds me of a friend from China who told me that her mother had been humiliated because of her, she was the second child, and her mother’s portrait was exposed in the factory she worked in.,..

    • hafong says:

      My grandmother was really humiliated and persecuted. It was because my grandfather escaped to HK. It was the times of Mao. Thanks for reading.


  7. The good ol’ times were not so good for many. Great twist, great ending.

  8. Sandra says:

    Good story, Lily.

  9. That ending took me by surprise. I was lulled into a false sense of security, then BAM!

  10. The contrast between sweet memory and nightmare is spot on in this tale.

  11. Life Lessons of a Dog Lover says:

    Snowing! Glad we have already made our way back to Arizona after spending the summer in Alberta. But wait, you will have a great winter wonderland at Xmas and I will be stuck with desert. Loved the story. To me, the message was that sadness and bad memories will lurk below the surface of even happy times.

    • hafong says:

      Thanks! I love the desert. I’ve only spent one month in Lake Havasu couple years back. Hope to make another trip again. But we’re here for the cold this year.


  12. This story shows the reality of living in a village. It can be pleasant or hurtful. Nothing is hidden. Great twist at the end. Good writing, Lily. —- Suzanne

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