My first team did stunningly well. We had a prefect season, winning all 11 matches (seven were sweeps = won all three courts). [过五关斩六将] We jumped over many hurdles to reach the Eastern Sectional Championship, one level shy of the Nationals. A few weeks later, we celebrated my daughter’s Sweet 16 at the Wimbledon, and I would winding down my travel in Hong Kong, visiting Auntie Jennie.
It was the last Saturday in September, approaching October 1, the Chinese National Day. I was in luck to find Hong Kong Philharmonic Orchestra 香港管弦樂團 performing the Yellow River piano concerto, one of my two most favored Chinese concertos. It opened with pieces that were not exactly my cup of tea so my mind began to wonder.
