Friday, July 24, 2009

Emma turns nine!

My goodness...she is nine. When did that happen? And look at how tall and beautiful she is! When she was born, she was so tiny--she looked liked a baby bird! When we left for Japan, I was worried that whenever we came home, she would have nothing to do with me. I used to say little prayers...Please let this little baby let me hold her! AND my prayers were answered. She loved us every single time and came to us with no hesitation! How darling was that?

She is a big help to her mother and father in taking care of Ellie and Ryan. Sometimes, we forget how many times we ask her to fetch or do something. She has never complained. She gets up quickly and accomplishes the task...and always with a smile.

Ellie adores Emma. IF she could, she would sleep in the same room and same bed with Emma forever! (They remind me of some other sisters I know that are crazy about spending time with each other.) She is an avid reader, an exceptional pianist, and an excellent student--so in the words of Grandma Hallstrom...we are are humbly proud of our beautiful granddaughter!
Her aunts adore her and she adores them. She is especially happy that Erin is back in Utah! No more tearful hellos and goodbyes!

As grandparents, we are so thrilled that heaven sent beautiful Emma to our family. Happy Birthday, darling Emma! WE LOVE YOU!

Sunday, June 21, 2009

Our bags are packed and we're ready to go...

It has been four amazing, life changing years. We have traveled all throughout Asia and witnessed so many things--Acts of faith, saints of faith and the increasing of our faith. We have seen many of the marvels found in Asia and we were fortunate to live in one of the most beautiful and fascinating cities in the world.
Here are just a few of the things I shall miss!

Adorable children!

The Star Ferry...a delightful 8 minute ride across the harbor.

The gorgeous flower stalls that make having fresh flowers so affordable!

This view from The Peak showcasing Hong Kong's spectacular city lights !

Our spectacular round window--what a glorious view!

Our unique building at 118 Gloucester Road--home for the past 4 years.

Tuesdays at the temple--serving with my dear Chinese sisters.

Teaching Friday Institute class--the senior couple sisters are pure delight!

Bus #260 that takes me to Stanley for shopping and brings me back home--dropping me off right in front of our building!

The many changing faces of the 'Ding Ding'!

Funny little cars and vanity plates that cost...well, you really don't want to know how much vanity costs in Hong Kong!

Watching the charming San Pan make it's many harbor voyages from our big window!

Glimpses of beauty in unexpected places!

Sheer amazement at how many people will buy their meat from the wet markets...especially on hot, humid days!

Trying on saris in Bangalore India--('cause if I didn't live in Hong Kong, this wouldn't have happened!)

Then posing with my sari dresser!

Familiar dear faces--Irene, Matthew, Christy and Connie.

Mary and Glen's visit--remember how they came with two suitcases, went home with 5--oh, and they have a very large box in our shipment!


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Bamboo scaffolding...just watch it go up! (so they are not the fastest climbers in Hong Kong, but at least you get the idea of how it is done.) :)


Sharing Asia with Brett, Julianne, Emma, Ellie and Ryan--Erin, Kara, Adam and Bri and of course, Laurel--watching them all fall in love with Hong Kong!

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Impromptu video moments by Erin and Laurel! AND fixing dad lunch every day...(just kidding on that one!)

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A sendoff that will never be forgotten!

Saturday, June 13, 2009

Material Girl!

Going to the Lo Wu Commercial Plaza in Shenzhen, China, is an adventure. We (my friends and I) fondly refer to it as the great and spacious building. It is five floors filled with hundreds of shops selling anything and everything. As you walk down the isles, hands reach out to grab you and the refrain is always, "Missy, Missy, you take a look?" The first time I went, I was so overwhelmed and scared to death to stop and browse for fear of being pressured into buying something that I didn't want! However, with experience, I conquered my fears and found it to be a fun challenge!

Sandi, the gal in the navy blouse and red necklace, introduced me to Rosie, our tailor. All of us go to her!
Rosie is a marvel and her skills have created many outfits--jackets, pants, skirts, coats, pajamas are just a few of things she has made. A custom tailored jacket and skirt, including the fabric will cost about 40 dollars US. However, the real fun begins when you go to the 5th floor to choose your fabric.
The selection of fabric is so so...what do you think?

These two pictures give you a glimpse of the fabrics available! Most yardage here goes for about $3.00 US /meter. Of course, if you really want to save money on fabric, we go to the fabric district in Hong Kong. It is strictly a street experience, with very few fabric stores. My best price per yard? $1.00 US. The choices are not the same as in Shenzhen, but you can find some wonderful bargains! So. Much. Fun. Fabric shopping at home just can't compete!

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

We're on the move!

Almost all of the Manoa Hallstroms, (as we used to be called) have been on the move these past few weeks. Erin moved from Denver into our home in North Salt Lake. Brett and Julianne moved from our home into their new home in Woods Cross, Bountiful. Adam and Bri moved from their apartment in Pleasant Grove into their new home in Lehi. And now, we are moving from our apartment in Hong Kong back to our home!
It is amazing how much one can accumulate while living in the shopping capital of the world!

Needing to be packed:





The packers and Gail--who sat and supervised their packing!

The crating and boxing--everything completed by 4 pm.

Now all that remains is the unpacking and finding places for everything--that will begin on June 30th! Oh, what fun!

Thursday, June 4, 2009

The Killing Fields...

I have wanted to post about this for a long time--but not wishing to offend anyone, I kept putting if off. However, I strongly feel that a visit to Cambodia is not complete without visiting that part of history that cannot not be ignored. In 1973, Pol Pot overthrew the government of Cambodia and established a military controlled regime. (In 1973, I was a young mother just starting a new life in Hawaii...absorbed in my life, not realizing what was happening in Cambodia.) Pol Pot was brutal. He had the same convictions as Chairman Mao and believed that all who were educated or of an upper class needed to be repatriated--which he did through work camps and death squads. Almost everyone living in Cambodia today has suffered the loss of family and friends.
Just outside of Phenom Phen, there is a quiet grove of trees that at first glance looks to be a small park. In actuality, it is one of many groves where thousands of Cambodians were taken (many after being tortured), to die a brutal death. When approaching the grove, the first thing you see a large Stupa.
It is a memorial to the dead, and houses the skulls of over 8,000 people. The brutal methods of killing are irrefutable when gazing at the remains. Scattered throughout the grove, you can see mounds of dirt and holes. The mounds are the remaining mass graves that have been left in peace. The holes signify that the bodies have been removed
. As you walk along the path, you are touched and horrified by the bits of cloth and bone that has worked it's way to surface. Then you realized that the path is only for today's walk--back then it was a part of the mass graves.
Their brutality was chilling. Trees were used to hang loudspeakers to muffle the cries of death. Trees were used as killing instruments on small children--they didn't want to waste their bullets.

These groves are called 'The Killing Fields." Today, they are the caretakers of their dead, standing as a witness against man's inhumanity to man.

Thursday, May 14, 2009

'YA YA'...It's Happy Birthday Time!

Today is the Bear's birthday! I am so excited to share with all of you some of the wonderful things we love about this daughter of ours.

Several years ago, Kara coined the phrase, 'YA YA,' in our family whenever something wonderful was about to, or had happened. She had everyone saying it, from little 2 year old Ellie on up! (Well, okay, not her dad!) So this Ya Ya is for you, bear--the third Ya is how the chinese would say it! (this is my tailor's sewing machine)

She loves her sisters and they are the best of friends! They get a little crazy at times when they are together, but the predominant theme is always lots of love and laughter.

Kara lights up a room with her witticisms and humor. She manages to have everyone laughing whether they want to or not! Brett has always been her biggest fan--and she his!

Of course, we cannot forget her 'little fan club." Kara dotes on them--they are so lucky to have such a darling aunti!
You may know that she is a budding seamstress. (See? A mother's dream really can come true.) How would it be to sew one's creations on a pink and white sewing machine AND one that Project Runway endorses? That is so Kara!

Add to that her knitting skills, her gift for writing, her decorating talents, her 'luck' in finding incredible shopping bargains and you begin to see what a multi-talented gal she is!

Her enthusiasm for travel is becoming legendary. She has a book about a 1000 places to see before you die...which she is diligently checking off. She has been to Hong Kong, China, Japan, Bali, England, Norway, Sweden, Denmark, France and the list continues. YA YA for Kara!

Kara has always loved animals. We had Patches, (her cat) Twinkles, (her bunny), and a stinky little white mouse called Mickey. When we went to Thailand, we had to walk down to the baby elephant pen, so Kara could exclaim, 'Oh, look at the cute widdle babies,' and other baby talk anecdotes that had the mama elephant a little worried!

We adore her! We love her bear hugs! We love her beautiful smile! But most of all, we love that she is our daughter. Happy Birthday darling Kara! YA YA!

Saturday, May 2, 2009

It Made Me Tear!

A view from the streetIn December of 2005, we had an exciting event happen right outside of our building. Right up the street from where we live is the Hong Kong Convention Center. It is a wonderful looking building that hosts many conventions throughout the year.

This particular event was the World Trade Organization Conference. Because of the sensitive nature of the talks, it was expected that there would be lots of protests during the days that they were convened. Sure enough, the protesters didn't disappoint, and the streets around Gloucester Road were cordoned off and filled with approximately 10,000 protesters--3000 of them from Korea! Because it took place in front of our building, we could neither go in or out during the 3 days that they were camped outside--AND church was cancelled for our building. Basically, we were under house arrest!

Most of the time, the protesters sat peacefully on the road!

Of course, where their are protesters, you will also have the police! Several news stories reported that there were 9,000 police on duty. I am not sure if that is accurate, but I do know that a lot of them were outside of our building.

Some police standing in the alcove of our building!

Here is a quote from a news story about what happened on Saturday night... "On the Saturday of the summit the protests escalated as a concerted attempt was made to shut the WTO. Faced by lines of police the demonstrators tried to push their way into the conference centre. They but were met by vicious attacks by the police who used pepper spray, riot shields and batons to beat them back. At one point the police used a water cannon and fire extinguishers against the demonstration. Then without warning three rounds of tear gas were fired into the crowd melting it back away from the police lines. Another five rounds were later fired at the remaining protesters until all were cordoned off on a main road."

We were witnesses to the tear gas. When the melee erupted, it was a confusing mass of uniforms and protesters shoving at each other. We (Dad, the Garns, and the Oakes) were standing on the 12th floor balcony, watching this unfold. When the tear gas was released, it took about 40 seconds for it to reach us. It was unbelievable how fast acting it was! My eyes were smarting and immediately began tearing. My throat was raw and I began to cough. We quickly ran back into the apartment and closed the door--not venturing back out for the rest of the evening. It took about 15 minutes for the effects of the tear gas to go away. I learned first hand what a powerful weapon it can be. I would highly recommend wearing a gas mask if at an event where tear gas is on the program!