Chinatown Before Noon.

 I was the first child at the park. Everyone else was doing exercises for their bodies or sleeping because they don’t have a house.

 This lady was kicking her legs, one at a time for exercise. Another lady moved her arms around like twirling but she didn’t go in a circle. 
   A big peacock mural. I know that big art on a wall is called a mural.

 This one is also a nice mural.

   I saw a lot of laundry hanging to dry. Even underpants!

 This is where fortune cookies are made.

  
Daddy and I made a fortune for a worker to put inside a fresh cookie. We made it for Mama.

 Here are some workers making the fortune cookies. You can eat the ones they messed up. It was hot in the fortune cookie factory because of the fire I could see in the cookie cooker.
  

 This is called Dim Sum. So delicious. My favorite was dry shrimp noodle dim sum and then cilantro shrimp dim sum. My least favorite was spinach dim sum. Mama and Daddy said we needed to stop eating the Chinese donut because it was so greasy. Oil squirted out with every bite and I liked that. The Chinese donut is that long brown thing on the plate there.
I like egg custards!   

This was a big and bumpy fruit I had never ever seen before. We did not buy it.

I liked to look at all the different toys.

   Mama and Daddy did not climb this, just me.

These lanterns were up in the sky.

 This is a Chinese Bun filled with black bean curd. I ate all of it except I did share it with Mama and Daddy. Sometimes I have these in my lunch at school but those ones are smaller. Kids usually ask me if it is chocolate inside but it isn’t. It is bean curd.

   This musician played some songs I knew. His instrument has one string only. I gave him a little money.

 This pretend man gave me my fortune. The lady walking down the street told me my fortune would be good.

   I watched a pile of garbage swirl around in a little trash tornado. I had never seen that happen before.

These pigeons were pretty brave. They came right back after each time I ran close to them.  

  
This is not in Chinatown but it is my first home in San Francisco. I lived in this apartment and we drove by it today. We also drove by Daddy’s old offices and Mama’s old schools. Oh, and I saw the hospital where I was born! I am from San Francisco but I don’t live there right now.

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