{"product_id":"13-ten-ping-limited-edition-668","title":"13\" Ten Ping (Limited Edition)","description":"\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eIntroducing the all-new version of Ten Ping doll! Experience the charm of this beloved character in a new size and with a fresh face sculpt. Standing at 13\" tall, this doll portrays Ten Ping's incredible journey from Shanghai to Hong Kong at the tender age of 15 back in 1964.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eAlong with the doll, you will receive a captivating book with beautiful illustrations that narrates a short story about Ten Ping's adventures -\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cstrong\u003ePursuing Dreams in Hong Kong\u003c\/strong\u003e. Also included is a doll carry bag, enabling you to take Ten Ping along on your exciting journeys.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eDon't miss out on this extraordinary special edition that captures one of the most memorable moments in Ten Ping's life!\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e※ A new 13” tall body with 9 points of articulation. (\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/rubyredgalleria.com\/img\/cms\/Size%20Chart\/13%20size%20chart.jpg\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: #0000ff;\"\u003eSize Chart\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e)\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-family: 微軟正黑體; font-size: 12pt;\"\u003eTen Ping's Story: \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-family: 微軟正黑體; font-size: 12pt;\"\u003ePursuing Dreams in Hong Kong\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-family: 微軟正黑體; font-size: 12pt;\"\u003e\u003cimg alt=\"\" src=\"https:\/\/rubyredgalleria.com\/img\/cms\/Ten%20Ping%20Story\/TenPing15yrs_illustration1_1920x1080pixel.jpg\"\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eIt was August 20th, 1964, and the sun was burning hot. Numerous passengers were starting to board the green train bound for Hong Kong.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003e\"Don't take off these clothes before you arrive home,\" Grandma urged as she tugged at my collar.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eMy outfit was bulging ever so slightly as Grandma had sewn a temporary pocket on the inside of my undershirt with my visa in it. There was a removable string sewn on to seal the pocket’s opening, so as to keep my visa safe.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003e“Remember, your visa is hiding in the inner pocket I sewed for you. There might be some people who would want to steal that visa and impersonate you when you reach Hong Kong. Make sure you never lose it. In fact, you should always keep all your clothes on, just in case others try to steal them.” Grandma gazed at me intently until I nodded, and then she let me go. That was the last time I talked to Grandma for a very long while.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eI boarded the long-distance train and recalled seeing my grandmother at the Shanghai railway station, with a liter of reluctance in my heart. I turned around, waved goodbye to my dear grandma and my dearest Shanghai, and entered the carriage. At just 15 years old, I boarded the train by myself to go see my parents in Hong Kong.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eFor the next 72 hours, I held onto my clothes tightly. The train was extremely crowded, with every seat essentially taken. I was sitting in the middle seat of a wooden bench, in between two adults. There was no air conditioning. To say the inside was hot would be an understatement. Everyone was sweating, and some men even took their clothes off. I was the only one who held onto my clothes tightly, despite sweat pouring profusely from my back. Of course, the sweat and the heat and the poor conditions of the toilet caused the inside of the train to smell no better than a pig’s pen. I did not dare leave my seat either and tried to limit my bathroom visits to only when everybody had fallen asleep. This was to make sure no one would try and take my seat as well.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eOn the third evening, the long-distance train stopped at the Guangzhou Hotel. We all left the train to sleep in a hostel that had 10 passengers per room. The train passengers hurriedly took a shower and cooked food but I did not dare to, remembering the advice of my grandmother. I kept a firm grip on my clothes.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003e“One more day, just one more day and I will be out of this furnace, reach my new home in Hong Kong, and finally see my parents again.” I encouraged myself and counted down the time slowly to the moment when I would no longer be in this situation.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eDue to my family’s poor financial conditions, my parents made the decision, when I was seven years old, to take my young brother to Hong Kong so as to earn a living, and hopefully create a good life for the next generation.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eI remembered what my mother had requested of me prior to her departure. \"Ten Ping, after I leave, you will be responsible for taking care of your sister,\" my mother said as she stared at me and stroked every inch of my hair with her warm hands. I kept her request close to my heart.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eI had a restless night while the rest of the passengers snored loudly in the room. We boarded the train early the next morning and traveled for another 8 hours before we reached Hong Kong.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eThe train rumbled on for what felt like a painfully long time. However, it was finally starting to approach the station. It hissed as it slowed down.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eAfter it had finally stopped, I timidly stepped out of the train and moved towards the immigration section. I removed the string at the top of the pocket my grandma had sewn on the inside of my undershirt, which was keeping my visa safe, and handed over the visa to the immigration officer. The officer took it with a smile, stamped it, and let me through.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eOn the other side was my mother who had been away for eight years. She was looking for me in the crowd.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eAfter a long time, I finally passed through the crowd and saw her with a red can in her hand. I ran over and hugged her tightly. \"Hungry?\" she asked with a gentle smile, wrapping her arms around me.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003e \"This is Coke, drink it up.\" She released her arms and held out the red can. Then almost immediately, she drew back.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003e“Gosh, you smell funny.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003e“I know, Mom, I haven’t showered in a few days,” I laughed a little, embarrassed.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eShe opened her eyes in shock, and seemingly wanted to say something but held back immediately.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003e“Well, let’s get you cleaned up a little,” Mom smiled.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: justify;\"\u003eI took 3 showers that night and thus began my adventures in Hong Kong.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Ruby Red Galleria - Ten Ping","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":50780366864672,"sku":null,"price":139.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0958\/4014\/1600\/files\/7979.jpg?v=1759984500","url":"https:\/\/rubyredgalleria.com\/products\/13-ten-ping-limited-edition-668","provider":"Ruby Red Galleria","version":"1.0","type":"link"}