Saturday, April 02, 2005

Overheard at Ching Beng Prayer

At the grandfather's grave, relatives gathered for a annual prayer. While burning the paper offering:

Grandma: Let me find a stick to lift these stacks of papers so they can burn better.

Small Uncle: *fumble fumble fumble* behind one grave and brought a plank of wood.
Small Uncle: *dig dig dig* around the burning pile.

Grandma: No! No! No! Don't dig like that, nanti the US Dollar inside all get smashed up, then grandfather cant use the torn money down there.

*Everyone shrugged*

Elder Uncle: But down there also got hell bank, just ask grandfather to change the spoilt one there lah.

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