I am not Chinese, but my dad’s adoptive mother was. Lola Goco, as we called her, showed me and my sister a glimpse of the Filipino-Chinese culture when she was still alive. She followed a lot of customs and superstitions, but she never insisted them upon us. She never had to, because Dad always made sure we knew about them.
One such belief Dad told us about is the Ghost Month, the seventh month of the year when ghosts and spirits mingled in the world of the living — our world.