I heard a bicycle bell tringing outside our house it was as usuall very hot and sunny. There he was, this Chinese guy with a huge block of ice in a sort of spiky clamp and when he turned the handle it grated the ice, which he then would catch in his other hand and make a snow ball , a very big snow ball, after that he would ask what colour do you want (in a Chinese accent) and you would then choose a colour (or all of them) pink blue green yellow .... hold it in your hands and suck as quickly as possible before it melted... I think it cost about 10 cents. We didn't mind that he did all this with his bare hands, or that the water was possibly contaminated and I don't remember having any tummy problems.
Another boy , he was about twelve or so used to come around with a machete and a basket of pine apples, then for around 10 cents he would in front of your eyes hack away gently at the pineapple until all the skin was off and then throw it up and cut it into quarters in a matter of seconds, I loved to watch him do that .... that was worth more than ten cents I think.
The coconut man did similar with his machete .. it seamed like they all had knives and daggers, but I never felt in danger and I wasn't. I was safe with these people they were always protective of children even me I know this for sure. There were plenty of occasions they could have proven that wrong .
We were surrounded by the rich and the very,very poor. There were four different languages being spoken...Chinese, Indian, Malaysian, and English. I loved listning to each of them...all beautiful in their own right.
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