In 1907, my great grand father brought his sons and families to be pioneers to develop Borneo. Some of the families remained in this hot tropical land. We have become professionals, and they in China living in a land where time has forgotten.
This year, 2017 I went back to Kwong Ning, home of my ancestors, home of the bamboo plant for the first time. Now, nobody comes to collect them even for joss sticks. My cousin chops some for firewood, and the blade like joints for firewood for cooking and heating.
We went from 26 degree in Kwang Zhou. To 16 in Kwang Ning to 10 in Guilin in three days.
Cousin Pui Hang showed me the abandoned buildings. Here, was a crude probe to the entrance. I asked Pui Hang if she ever wished her Dad never wished he had remained in Borneo.
She asked," it seems to be Utopia, but is it?"
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