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As the cock crowed, the grandfather left the house on his half mile walk to the little park by the river for his morning Tai Chi with a group of seniors. He was in fact the leader of the group and it fell upon him, a young looking 83 year old to go through the sequence of Tai Chi moves that had been passed down by his grandfather and others before him. His wife sometimes accompanied him but today she had to baby sit the grand-children as their parents were on an early shift. When they finished they sat around for some social chat and drank green tea from their thermal flasks. He walked home refreshed from the morning’s exercise and social gossips. As he neared home he could hear his grand-daughter practicing the piano. What lovely Mozart! He stepped into the house to find his grandson busy at a Nintendo game.
“Why aren’t you practicing your violin? If you just play computer games, your brain will turn into water.”
His grandson shut down the Nintendo, “Grandma, you should try it some time. It will be good for your brain.”
“I am too old for it. My brain is all water anyway, according to grandpa!” She just remembered that she had to take her Ginkgo capsules.
The grandson played some scales on the violin and then the Vivaldi A minor. From memory, as that was how he was trained.
At breakfast, the young children listened to Grandpa reciting ancient classical Chinese poems - a long standing family tradition.
Soon the grand-children left for school.
Grandma now cracked some walnuts while grandpa got ready to go to the market to see what fresh fish he could buy that day. The walnut was to go with their home reared free range chicken. They grew their own vegetables too.
Later that day they would be having a good game of Mahjong with a retired couple.