We were enjoying a nice plate
of noodles in the neighborhood noodle place at noon today. The temperature
was in the 90’s with about 50% humidity, which is pretty typical for this time of
year, and we were sweating happily under the ceiling fan, slurping up great hand
made noodles. A pregnant woman came in, probably
in her 7th or 8th month, and I automatically thought, “Lucky
Baby!”. Lucky Baby, because it would probably
be born in August, the 8th month, and 8 is a very lucky number. It was not by accident that the Beijing Olympics
started on August 8, 2008 .
I began to wonder if this upcoming
kid wasn’t planned to be an August baby. Believe it or not, there are women here who do
their damnedest to have a kid in August, using whatever means available, and
willingly enduring a summertime third trimester in sweltering heat, just to
make sure that kid has an extra leg up in the fierce, competitive, modern
China.
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