as she sat listening to the buzz of conversation around the dragon lady felt frustration and impatience but she showed only a confused old persons face. these fools who have not even tasted as much rice as she has salt. she who has outlived them all. the man. her sister, the silver always second to her gold. the other wives. the kampung girl and even the nubile catholic girl. 

she was born a survivor. the five boys that preceded her did not live past their 1st birthday. then her mother birthed her - a strong large boned baby girl with a loud voice. the year was 1916 and the great war had ended. the world was mending itself not knowing that another upheaval of greater magnitude would soon be upon them. a war that would be felt in the little estate.

2020 updates

so it's 2020

i need to change my subheading. no longer 30-something. but i can't remember how i designed and edited the html or css. for now i will let it be ...