While waiting for the rest of the family to arrive for the reunion dinner, I sat around with Shauna and my other cousins in front of the tele box, and helped swat away some flies that were trying to invade my favourite soups and pork dishes.
A few minutes later, I saw this wad of newspaper flew past me like a battling spear, heard a loud THWACCCCCK!!!, and my grandmother heaved a small sigh, bent over to take up the newspaper, and underneath it was the exact same fly that I was trying to very hard to shoo away.
Except now, it's a dead fly.
We all looked at her, and back at ourselves again; each equally speechless as the other.
My uncle joked that it she probably took that eighty years of her life to cultivate all that qi and inner energy, coupled with the fact that she doesn't have much to do at home anyway, hence the unbelievable talent and lightning hand reflex.
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I told you, my Mama is just awesome.
o.O cooool
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