On Valentine’s Day this year, I enjoyed a Starbucks café, received flowers, was treated to dinner, and attended a show in the evening. Sounds nice and romantic, doesn’t it? Oh, I missed some details. Let me try that again.
On Valentine’s Day this year, I enjoyed a Starbucks café from Shengchuan, as a thank-you for pulling a 17-hour shift for her yesterday (she is days away from giving birth to her son so I offered to help). I received a plum blossom plant from Mom because she knew that I was probably not going to get flowers from anyone. Dinner was take-out oden (Japanese braised turnip, fishcake and konniyaku) from Mom who bought it from Takashimaya department store because I was back on the night shift and she felt sorry that I was probably going to eat instant noodles in front of my computer by myself while waiting for a fire alarm to go off. After eating my oden in front of my computer with pictures of candles on the screen, I went to a show of a very young and charming Indonesian pastor preaching like a rock star to more than five thousand Taiwanese people jam packed in the National Taiwan University sports arena about how worshipping their ancestors is wrong and how worshipping Jesus Christ is right. I watched people who said they were immobile get up out of their wheelchair and dance on stage with the pastor, a person who had throat cancer and could not talk start to sing on stage with the pastor and plenty of people fainting into the arms of event staff at the touch of the pastor.
At the end of the show, I even got an exclusive interview - because no other station showed up.
Thank you Shengchuan, Mom and FTV for a memorable Valentine’s Day. ;)