I am Janet Wu. I was born in Hong Kong. I have 2 paternal grandfathers.
I have never seen the biological one. He died so early that my father only vaguely remembered he was a cook in Macau. My grandfather used to be a rich young man who was never underdressed. But then my great-grandfather was kidnaped in the US and disappeared ever since. His properties were therefore all gone. My grandfather became a bit of a loafer and met my grandmother when he played in a band.
My father was born in 1958 and raised in Macau. His place of origin is Kaiping, Guangdong. He loved to watch car races because it was his childhood memory in Macau.
My grandfather died in 1971. My father was 13.
A friend introduced Grandfather Auyeung from Hong Kong to my grandmother. She married Grandfather Auyeung and immigrated with her children to Hong Kong in 1977. That was how they changed from Portuguese colonials to British colonials. At first they could not obtain the BNO passport and could only travel on the Portuguese passport. After 1997, they applied for HKSAR passport instead.
My father came to Hong Kong only because of my grandmother. He was so repulsed by the tiny old flat (without an individual toilet) in Wong Tai Sin Estate so he moved to Jordan himself. My grandmother and Grandfather Auyeung then moved to Lei Cheng Uk Estate when the MTR construction began.
In 2000, when I was 10, Grandfather Auyeung died. He was such a caring grandfather.
My mother’s place of origin is Nantou, Bao’an, Guangdong. Her parents already died. She said my grandmother was a child bride. My grandfather taught her Three Character Classic and Biographies of Exemplary Women. My great-grandfather was a fisherman. My grandparents helped sell fish in Hong Kong in the morning and went back to Nantou in the evening.
My grandparents had 10 children but 2 of them were startled to death and 1 of them was starved to death during the war. My mother was the 3rd child. The famine was so severe that people exchanged and ate their children. But my grandmother was too kind to do that.
My grandparents and the children came to Hong Kong in the 60s and rented a flat with my great-grandmother and my uncle. My grandfather worked in a factory on a monthly salary of HKS30 but soon resigned. He then made himself a fruit cart and ran a business with my grandmother. My mother needed to take care of the flat and younger brothers and sisters at the age of 6.
My parents met at work. My sister and I were born few years after their marriage.
Mahjong was my childhood memory. When I came home from kindergarten, my grandmother would play mini Mahjong with me. Every Sundays and Saturdays my parents would bring us to Un Chau Estate where my nominal father lived and let us played with other kids. Our family has always been living in Diamond Hill. The flat only costed HK$210,000 but now it has appreciated by HK$300,0000. My grandmother, my sister and I shared a small room.
My sister and I were born, raised and educated in Hong Kong. She is a graphic designer now while I am a freelancer; it comes with a relatively unstable income.
I am also a professional bartender and a former erotic dancer; money doesn’t grow on trees, you know.
I did not study or work overseas. My parents have already retired and my father has health issues. I want to stay with them, because family always comes first.