Angpow Story - Dragonfly

~ Posted on Wednesday, October 21, 2015 at 5:41 AM ~

I have been sharing some of my favorite angpow pieces on an angpow collectors group in Facebook and some members have been telling me to continue sharing my memorable stories and so I thought, why not write it down, that way, our kiddos can read about it when they grow up next time, eh?

For those of you who are not familiar or never heard of the words 'Angpow' (also known as 'ang pau', 'ang pao', 'angpau'), here is a quick definition:

Angpow = Red Packet (filled with cash inside) given during festivals

So for today's angpow story, it comes from this piece of lovely angpow:

Angpow Story

Today's storytime revolves around this angpow from Unicef. At first glance, this is a simple looking angpow, illustrations possibly drawn to replicate child-like drawing. What attracted me to this angpow is not the 2 kiddos on the angpow. It's not the kite being held by the boy. It's not the house way behind the 2 kiddos at the background.

It is the dragonflies on the angpow.

Long ago, when I was in my pre-teen phase, there was a phase when us kids are crazy with doing this knot craft using polypropylene cord. With some tutorial from my classmate then, I made a dragonfly using these cords. And I gave one to my late mother during her birthday. Together with a piece of RM1 cash and a piece of paper handwritten by my young self wishing her a happy birthday.

I forgot all about the dragonfly...

Until 8 years ago when I went through my flat before shifting to our current house now. My hubby then boyfriend helped me to dismantle my bunk bed while his mum helped me moved the plates and kitchen utensils into boxes to move it together. I was going through my late mum's kitchen cabinet and throwing away old newspapers and stuff and I found the dragonfly craft. My late mum kept it in good condition, together with the RM1 and the paper I wrote.

I kept that dragonfly craft but not sure where it is (small) but it is somewhere in my box of stuff I shifted along. I never knew a simple and silly craft I made when I was 11-12 years old would leave an impact still. Of course, I'm touched that my late mum treasured my silly gift.


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