It all happened as I was skipping excitedly into the living room to catch yet another episode of Taiwanese drama “爱”. (Yeah I like watching my grandma’s favourite show)
“QI TING! DON’T LOOK! WALK AWAY! COVER YOUR EYES!”
“Just… DON’T LOOK!”
Too late. I approached just in time to watch a whining pig trying to dodge the shiny sharp knife held by a ma… murderer. At the background, a narrator joyfully continued elaborating about pig slaughtering.
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO… AAAAAAHHHHHHH…” I screamed and ran to find a corner to hide in.
“MUMMY I’M NEVER GOING TO EAT MEAT EVER AGAIN! THAT PIG IS SO CUTE. HOW CAN THEY DO THAT???!!!!”
The next day at the supermarket…
Mum reaches to buy a piece of chicken breast.
Me: “No. You can’t buy that. I won’t eat it. Let’s get some mock meat instead okay?”
Mummy: Chicken breast is nutritious and healthy and natural. Mock meat… is well… MOCK
Me: But then the chicken would assumingly have died for you! That can’t happen! Please no!
Mummy: The chicken died before I wanted to buy it. Too bad. i’m buying it.
Me– whines and walks away
That was yesterday. Today I happily packeted a lunch of char siew rice without char siew home to eat with some mock meat otah and home-cooked vegetables.