1) I grew up in a small coastal town in eastern Taiwan. 25 years later when I went back there I could wander in town by myself and not getting lost. I still remembered every turn and almost each alley.
To this day I still often dream of the houses I lived in and the schools I attended.
There's a 6-meter wide, 4-meter deep ditch in front of the primary school I went to. We called it a "river". Well, the river had been sealed and the bridge on it gone when I revisited there 25 years later.
The bridge led right to the school entrance where there's Dr Sun's statue we'd all bow to every morning on arrival.
On one side of the school it was paddi fields and on the other side railway tracks and government wineries.
There were many happy days then. Rampant physical punishment was the only undesirable thing. But it seemed to have no effect on my fond memory of those school days.