THE WRITERS POST
VOLUME 4 NUMBER 2
The plastic duck lantern
The last traditional Mid-Autumn Fair lantern I owned was bought in New York. I decided to buy it after getting mad at the whole city of New York. New York City was not as glamorous as I had imagined.
have anticipated a wonderful two days of relaxation and a shopping spree at
the famous Bloomingdale department store in downtown Manhattan. But after
checking in the Hilton Hotel in Queens and saw that the money I paid was a
lot bigger than the room I got, and paying $50 for a cab to Bloomingdale, I
found out that this place did not accept any credit cards except their own.
They wanted my passport which was left back in my hotel room.
It was September and there were lots of mooncakes on display at the Chinese shops. But what caught my eyes were red lanterns in various shape and sizes.
Memories of my childhood came rushing back and I could not help but be
overwhelmed with a joyous excitement like a child I once was. The child who
couldn't wait for the night fall to light up the candle inside the lantern.
Be it a star, a fish, a butterfly, or a dragon. So, I bought one lantern, a
small butterfly to bring back to Ohio.
Then recently I moved and in the frenzy of things I left it behind.
have another one now, sent to me by a dear friend from far away. It's not
what I expected, but what I sorely need: a smile and a word of encouragement
from within. The plastic "quacky" lantern is sitting on the left
front corner of my desk, very colorful and very endearing. Yes, I am now full
of happy thoughts and ready to fly...
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