DURIAN, DURIAN, DURIAN......
The former landlord left us a number of old, some said to be more than 40 years ,but long-unattended durian trees somewhere along the
Stone Swallow Road , Lotikong here. All these years these loving trees kept me very busy when any of them bearing fruit for I’d have to see the fruit fell in its good shape and not to be eaten by those naughty but troublesome creatures— the squirrels.
Stone Swallow Road , Lotikong here. All these years these loving trees kept me very busy when any of them bearing fruit for I’d have to see the fruit fell in its good shape and not to be eaten by those naughty but troublesome creatures— the squirrels.
To prevent the squirrels jumping from another tree onto the durian tree, I’d have to saw or chop down all the trees around the durian tree.
The lower part, about 4m from the ground, of the trunk had to be covered with zinc sheet or smooth plastic sheet all around so the the squirrels wouldn’t cross over it.
Almost everyday I can see some young durians falling on the ground and when I start counting them, I feel, as Connie Francis had said: “heartaches by the number!”
TOP OF THE WORLD
Nowadays, I believe that one seldom listens to the radio broadcasting services provided unless he is in the car or he who lives in a remote place where electricity is unavailable for him to watch TV or the like. Like me, when I am in my garden, I use to listen to my dry-cells operated small radio. I may work by the side of the small stream, in the valley, in the fish pond or even at the top of the hills; the radio is always on near me.
Not long ago, an old song which I might have completely forgotten flying from the little thing into my ears. Alas! That was “Top of the world” sung by the Carpenters. Memories struck my head to tell me that many years ago one of my staff used the song to compose a group dance from it. That was great!
Ah ha! I am now up on a tree at the top of the hill and I am on the “Top of the world”! TQ Red FM!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M1u6628Rdqs
Nowadays, I believe that one seldom listens to the radio broadcasting services provided unless he is in the car or he who lives in a remote place where electricity is unavailable for him to watch TV or the like. Like me, when I am in my garden, I use to listen to my dry-cells operated small radio. I may work by the side of the small stream, in the valley, in the fish pond or even at the top of the hills; the radio is always on near me.
Not long ago, an old song which I might have completely forgotten flying from the little thing into my ears. Alas! That was “Top of the world” sung by the Carpenters. Memories struck my head to tell me that many years ago one of my staff used the song to compose a group dance from it. That was great!
Ah ha! I am now up on a tree at the top of the hill and I am on the “Top of the world”! TQ Red FM!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M1u6628Rdqs
磨刀磨斧磨锄头是每天开工以前的首要工作。
这棵cenpedak树，今年产量多，5 0粒有吧！
天堂鸟花，原产地非洲南部，当地人视为“自由˛吉祥˛快乐幸福” 的花。因为这种花的外形酷似天堂鸟，所以得名“天堂鸟花” 。英国国王King George III的妻子Queen Charlotte 曾经极度钟爱这种花，为此，后人将Queen Charlotte的家乡名字Strelitzia，作为了这种花的学名。在中国，这种花被唤作“鹤望兰” ，象征自由和吉祥。值得一提的是美国洛杉矶(LA) 已将天堂鸟花作为市花。1 9 8 4年第2 3届奥林匹克运动会在LA举行时，天堂鸟花还成为对金牌获得者的特殊奖励。正因如此，它也被人们称誉为“胜利者之花” 。
天堂鸟花绚丽的颜色和奇特的外貌，美吗？
自己养的鱼自己钓
太累了，或站或坐着钓鱼，休息一会儿。
贪吃的鱼上钩了。
“哈！哈！哈！” 开怀大笑几声，然后将鱼脱钩，放回池里去。
My Life In The Forest Of Lotikong
园里的榴梿成熟了，开始从高高的树上掉下来了。这一两个星期来，在黎明前我已来到榴梿树下，圈圈走，走圈圈，找着..找着…昨夜掉下来的榴梿。还好，老天不令我失望，每天都有三两粒的收获。今天可不同了，先先后后一共捡到14粒大大小小的果王！哈！哈！哈！笑笑三声！
此时此刻，RedFM正播出早已忘记的一首歌<小鸟唱出了黎明>
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xPc3W0ipNTU&feature=related
往日，上午七时前，在石角旧店吃碗面，喝一大杯黑咖啡后，我才进园劳作。两个星期来，为了方便捡榴梿，六点前，空着肚子，我已在园里了。到了九点多十点才收工，吃早餐去。此时，肚子真的饿坏了，这里的咖啡与面又很合我口味，很想多吃一份，又不好意思再叫。此刻，我又想起一些有关吃面的趣事：
2 0年前吧，在石隆门，常常看到同工Willie Sim在Mimu店吃面。
“Willie, 你很喜欢吃面哦？ ”
“不好意思讲，这里吃完后，我还要去Botek那边吃多一碗！”
……
4 0年前，在民丹师训学院受训期间，逢周六早，学院巴士都有载学生下民丹市镇。好友Matthew Jingan, 黄公镜与本人一下巴士就急着去享受一盘干盘面，午间回学院以前，再吃一盘。黄公镜吃面超快，一盘面“呼呼呼” 三几声，就吞下肚！“吃面有术！” 这是他自己说的。
同时，我也常常替女同学打包，一包50仙，我收 60仙，赚点小外快。一次10几20包，常有的呢！
My Garden
Dogs
At the
beginning, I keep 4 local-breed dogs to help me to look after my garden at
Lotikong. They are: Heizui, Baizui,Shuoshuo and Xiaomugou. Unfortunately, just
a month ago, Shuo-shuo simply disappeared to nowhere. We waited and waited but
he never came back again. It is believed that Shuo-shuo, perhaps, been beaten by
some poisonous creatures and died on the spot.
I have 3 faithful dogs left in my garden now.
Every day I
use to bring some food from home for my dogs. Sometimes I cook what I can get
from my garden . If I am away from Kuching which I always did, my neigbour,
Lao-Lai , would help me to look after them. And if both of us all are not in
town, I'll have to send them to my old home in Simanggang. This is to make sure
that they are safe and well-feed.
At all time,
all my 3 dogs are very watchful and alert. When seeing strangers passing by,
they will rush and bark at them. But they never bite." Barking dogs never
bite"?. From the moment I had these dogs, naughty boys living nearby never
stepped into our gardens again…leaving our precious fruits untouched, expensive
gardening tools lying elsewhere on the ground for days not being taken away…
One of the
great jobs my dogs do every day is to chase away the fruit-eating squirrels. It
is indeed excited to see each and every one of them running from this tree to that
tree and making an attempt to climb up the tree even though none of them was successful…
Every
evening just before the darkness fall, one can see all the dogs smartly on
guard, looking up the trees and waiting the squirrels to appear. It is the time
for the squirrels to come over and enjoy my Brazilian longans. When I notice
anyone of them felt a little bit uneasy, I know that the nuisance creature is
coming. "Bang! Bang…" I make
the sound of a gun-shot and hit the plastic bucket "Pong! Pong…"to
help my dogs to scare the creature.
Once, somehow or rather, a scared-to-death squirrel
fell onto the ground and at that very moment, Xiaomugou jumped on it and
grasped it with its mouth. Baizui and Heizui restlessly barked and barked at
the helpless small creature. The squirrel would be dead soon. What should I do
now? Ha! As l had done before, I used a piece of cloth to cover the squirrel
and separated it from the mouth of my dog. What should I do, then? Kill it?
Pagang it? No! I took it down town, to the riverside and let it go in the trees
at our beautiful Water Front.
"Wah…uncle,
you got the tupai again!" The stall-gadis smiled and said.
As I left
the spot, I heard voices from the tree
singing:
"
Please release me…and let me go…."
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