A cloak of smoke descended on Nanjing for Halloween. And rain drizzled. Everywhere people in hoodies and under umbrellas. It was as if Halloween could not happen under clear skies and clement weather. Halloween brought Autumn to Nanjing. However there is not much that can dampen the spirit of Nanjingren when it comes to an excuse for a night out.

In the 1990’s the world lost an opportunity to speak Arabic. This last languages in spoken in some parts of Africa, Middle East and South America. The Swahili populations for examples in Africa are said to be of Arabic descent.

A Chinese workers journal.

A story about my grandfather when he was in the Chinese Army.

This is a poem I wrote about my best friend.

This is a poem that I have written about autumn Leaves. just a short three line poem.

“You’re English is really good!”

“Thanks, it’s my only language.”

This was an exchange that happened quite frequently during my childhood in Australia. Back in the 80s and even early 90s, there weren’t many Asian immigrants who came from English-educated backgrounds, at least not where I lived, near the Melbourne CBD.

Blood. Guns. And the Chinese. Who would have guessed?

In patterns there is comfort.

My made up fairytale story on The Three Little Wolves – First time making a fairytale story.