Grownup

Now that I'm a grownup, I think otherwise.

When children play, they often make believe they are grownup.

Yanni is a grownup.

Start acting like a grownup.

My neighbours on Lulu Island are Filipinos. They're my "Uncle" Ed and "Auntie" Zeny with their three handsome grownup boys Derek, Michael, and Charles. The parents are from different provinces with different local languages, but as the majority of Filipinos, they share Tagalog as a common language.

On Lulu Island, the Cantonese neighbours, the mister and the mistress have four grownup children, Sherman, Teresa, Edmond, and Vicky. Their entrance is festively decorated with red paper and logograms. Sherman has been to the PRC. The latter three children have children of their own.

But for one “Hot Wheels” collector near Washington, DC, he’s turned a childhood passion into a grownup hobby he can share with others.

Ziri is too grownup for that anyways.

In Hong Kong, I and my two high school friends sojourned at the apartment of the relatives of my friend, who was a Chinese-Filipino from Canada. My other friend was Scottish-Russian from Canada. I was a Filipino. The big apartment took up much of the space of one floor of the apartment building. The kitchen sink was a large industry-grade sink that one would normally see in the laundry room in Canada. My friend had two grownup cousins living there, one girl and one boy. One night, my friends were wasting time playing basketball with the boy cousin and his friends, whilst I and the girl cousin went shopping in the exciting city. I bought a lot of cheap innovative watches. The cousins were learning Japanese, as it was a cool language for young people to learn there. Whilst we were parting from Hong Kong, the girl cousin gave me a small box containing a family of ceramic cats.

I'm not a grownup.