Abby Li's Dad

For almost six years (1996 to 2002), I sent out a weekly email to my friends. This blog serves as an archive for those emails. The entries starting in May 2006 are my personal reflections on life as a father to Abby, a husband to Melissa, and everything else.

Monday, March 17, 1997

Humor & Invitation

Hi everyone,

I hope you had a great weekend. I had a good time here in New York.

Many of you could not come to my party this past weekend because you
were too busy or already had plans. Well, I decided to try to stay in
Connecticut about once per month. So, you're all invited to another
party on Saturday, April 19th, at 8 pm. This should give you about a
month to plan ahead. Please RSVP if you're coming by Wednesday, April
16th. For those of you in the Northeast, I'll send you a follow-up
email in a few weeks. For those of you in Oasis, Friday April 18th is a
Free Friday, so you should be able to come down on Friday night. I hope
you can make it.

This week's humor comes from Rockey Chan. It continues on the theme of
Chinese names that was sent out last week. Enjoy! Have a great week!

-Josh.
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Three American born Chinese friends finish eating Dim Sum in Chinatown
on
sunny afternoon. They started talking about their chinese names and
that
lead to the precarious situation of what to name their kids if they ever
get
married. (all three like to try to keep their heritage) The first one
said
"We're in a pickle. How are we going to name our kids if we ever have
them?"
The second one replied, "Well we could marry some one who knows fluent
chinese and they can name the kid for us or we can ask our mothers." All
three agreed and went "ahhhh-sooo, very good suggestion." They walk
alittle
further in silence and then the first one asked again, "That solution is
good
but what happens if our kids have kids and they want to name their kids
with
chinese names?" The second replied stumped, "Well our mothers would
have
died by then and there probably no one in the family to ask for help."
And
both of them replied, "Aye yaa." The third person who remained silent
so far
then said, "You know guys if it comes down to it we can name them. Our
chinese isn't that bad. Right Guys?" The first one then replies,
"Yah, I
can see it now. I'll be taking my grand kids to Dim Sum and the
waitress
will yell "Sew May... Haw Gaou...Tsa Sew" and all three of my kids will
turn
around and go "Yes Grand Pa???"

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