Having recently read several of the other forum pals' stories on their blogs, I felt it would be interesting if I can put my own story into writing as well. The talk of USA cottage industries also provoked me to ask myself some questions more seriously about what I want to do with my future.
As a child whose parents both ran restaurants in Hong Kong and later in Canada, I spent more time at one of the restaurants than I spent at home. It allowed me to meet a wide variety of people, and being raised in a somewhat business orientated environment shaped part of how I see things.
The hours and hours spent in the restaurant gets boring as you can imagine, especially for a small child like myself, and so I took to past-times like lego and drawing, which influenced my university study choice. When I was 12 or 13, I met an elderly couple who came to eat every Saturday afternoon. Pretty soon, we were quite friendly and I would sit at their table and we would have conversations every week, and one day, they brought me a small airplane kit. I believe it was called the Arrow, a Guillows free flight kit. I have never done anything like that before, and to my surprise I absolutely loved it. I must have finished it really quickly, and before you know it, we started going to the parks together every Saturday around lunchtime to go flying our little rubber-powered contraptions, and we would eat dinner together at my parents' restaurant afterwards and recount every flight over and over
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