
According to my mother, this table is from my great grandparents. It is made of wood without using a single nail. The sculptures and designs are so beautiful.


When I was very small (7-8 year-old), I have noticed it at my grand parents’ house and I want it very badly. Unfortunately, when grandparents moved to new house, they had given away it to my aunt. At that time, I felt very sad because I know that I can never have it again.

Maybe this is fate. In 1992, my aunt moved next to us. And I saw they were still keeping this table. I told my mother that it will be nice if I can have it.
I guess God had heard my wish. After a few years, my aunt moved to another place. She left this table outside. Old boxes and racks were placed on it. I told mother that it is such a waste if left it outside there. Not long after that, my mother asked aunt if she still want that table, if not I want to keep it… Yeah, till now.