Ong

Ong is 13-years-old and is his mother and father’s pride and joy. When I first met him he would hardly look at or acknowledge me, but I later learned that he manages his shyness by acting nonchalant.

I’ve never seen anyone eat his or her food with such pleasure and satisfaction as Ong eats his. He relishes every bite as he systematically devours every meal. It’s not that he eats a lot, or that he puts on a dramatic scene similar to Bob’s hand shucked corn in “What about Bob?” It’s just that he thoroughly enjoys what he is eating and you can see it on his face. Watching him makes your mouth water and find yourself almost asking to have a bite of what he’s eating until you remember that it’s pickled chicken’s feet and then you’re brought back to you senses.