Oats as a gift?
Chinese New Year is upon us soon, this Sunday, and I'm feelings the pangs of homesickness a bit during times like this. For some reason we have not been able to get to Oriental City or the nearby Chinese supermarkets to top up on festive supplies. So when husband came home with a tin of goodies from M, his Malaysian colleague, I was delighted. When son came home this evening he asked to try the thin wafer-like biscuits he'd seen me eating. 'I'd like to try the oats,' he said. I could not understand why he kept calling the biscuits (which we call 'love letter') 'oats'. Then I realized that he was reading the label on the tin the 'love letters' were in. It was indeed a 'Quaker Oats' tin. What son did not realize was that M had re-used a tin for the 'love letters'. She had also taken the trouble to cut out a Chinese character ('happiness', gold on red background, very auspicious colours) and stuck it on the top of the tin