BEING BORN IN the year of the Monkey, I am often reminded of my connection to them. As soon as the year commences, my mother would hurry into Popular bookstore on the third floor of Gurney Plaza to purchase one of those Feng Shui horoscope books, eager to have a brief outlook on what the year ahead would hold for us both. I recall my childhood days growing up in the southern town of Sanur on the island of Bali, dashing out of the classroom with my schoolmates to the monkeys sitting on the brick wall by the gardens once the lunch bells rang, all of us giggling incessantly as we imitated their yawning expressions and mannerisms.
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