We are all equal in this world searching for happiness whether a short bliss or a lifetime contentment.
我々はこの世の中に平等で短く歓喜であろうか生涯の満足であろうかと幸せを求む。
Friday, November 24, 2006
Friday, August 04, 2006
Monday, July 24, 2006
引っ越し祝い
前週末7月23日にちょっと小さいな引越し祝いをしました。来客のはヴァンサンさん、四藩さんと令子、ヘンドリックさんとみおさんと娘のかのんさま。私の幸福だね、かのんさまが来れて頂きましたから。昼の十二時から料理を準備します。計画に3種類の料理をしますけど、出来たあとは4種類になりました。チッキンソートと揚げムットンとマイピーザ、サラダ。四藩さんは何でも食べれるそう、家の臭い海老パウダーも味わってた。ピサングゴレングも作ったので、かのん様に一番人気を受けたので、いっぱい食べられたよかったね。皆すごく丁寧で、来るときに御土産も頂きまして嬉しかった。今度もまた小さいパーティをしましょう。皆と集まって話してあって本当に楽しかった。
豚
豚
Monday, June 26, 2006
入パトした。
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
東京へ引っ越す
2006年6月17日土曜日やっと東京へ引っ越しました。名古屋のアパとも空にして、すべての荷物をパックして、郵便局に頼んでサヤカのアパとへ送りました。いらないものは全部捨てました。もらった自転車も森さんに頼んで誰かがいる場合にああげときます。次の日にhousing.comのお陰で安く駅から近く広くアパとを見つけました。それを決めたら会社に法人契約をします。今週末の24日アパとに入ります。新しい折れる自転車を買ったけど、またいろんな家具も買わなきゃ。とりあえずアパとは7帖です。庭もあります。嬉しい。
豚
豚
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
Non, je ne regrette rien
Charles Dumont / Michel Vaucaire / Edith Piaf
Non, rien de rien,
non, je ne regrette rien!
Ni le bien qu'on m'a fait,
ni le mal;
tout ça m'est bien egal!
Non, rien de rien,
non, je ne regrette rien!
C'est payé,
balayé,
oublié.
Je me fous du passé!
Avec mes souvenirs
j'ai allumé le feu!
Mes chagrins, mes plaisirs,
je n'ai plus besoin d'eux!
Balayés les amours
avec leurs trémolos,
balayer pour toujours!
Je repars à zéro.
Non, rien de rien,
non, je ne regrette rien!
Ni le bien qu'on m'a fait,
ni le mal;
tout ça m'est bien egal!
Non, rien de rien,
non, je ne regrette rien!
Car ma vie,
car me joies
aujourd'hui
ça commence avec toi!
Non, rien de rien,
non, je ne regrette rien!
Ni le bien qu'on m'a fait,
ni le mal;
tout ça m'est bien egal!
Non, rien de rien,
non, je ne regrette rien!
C'est payé,
balayé,
oublié.
Je me fous du passé!
Avec mes souvenirs
j'ai allumé le feu!
Mes chagrins, mes plaisirs,
je n'ai plus besoin d'eux!
Balayés les amours
avec leurs trémolos,
balayer pour toujours!
Je repars à zéro.
Non, rien de rien,
non, je ne regrette rien!
Ni le bien qu'on m'a fait,
ni le mal;
tout ça m'est bien egal!
Non, rien de rien,
non, je ne regrette rien!
Car ma vie,
car me joies
aujourd'hui
ça commence avec toi!
Sunday, March 12, 2006
里帰り7
Gereja Santo Yosep, Pemangkat
Saint Joseph Church, Pemangkat: I was christened here and spent most of my childhood and teenage years here on sundays, easters and christmases. When I was kid the Father who served here was Fr. Malachias De Jong. When he saw me coming to church for mass, he always hailed me from the window, Kobui...Kobui... which was my name in Hakka.
サントヨセップ教会、ペマンンカット
idem ditto 同上
idem ditto 同上
Sayaka took a pic in front of St. Joseph Church as memoir.
Taman Kanak Kanak Amkur
First time to school here, the Nurturing school, where I had my daily portion of oatmeals and was taught how to count 1.2. 3.
アムクル幼稚園、これで1,2,3を数えるの勉強が始まった。
idem ditto 同上
Jalan Sejahtera, tetangga-tetanggaku.
My old hood, spent my childhood here playing with the kids in this neighborhood.
僕の古い家の近くだ。
Gunung Gajah.
Mount Gajah, which translates to Elephant in english. It's right behind my old house.
It's my old house, my dad sold it away and now somebody else lives here.
Somewhere in the street of Pemangkat.
Terminal bus Pemangkat the only bus station in town, it takes you to many destinations and I end up in Nagoya now.
Terminal bus Pemangkat, the waiting hall.
Terminal bus Pemangkat.
Jalan Mohammad Hambal, the mainstreet of Pemangkat. Most of the riches lives in this block. Look at those satelite antenna.
Tugu Pemangkat, at the Intersection of Jalan Industri and Jalan Mohammad Hambal.
At the back on the corner is the shop of my Grampa. Toko Pulau Mas. Both my aunts are still attending the shop.
ax
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
里帰り6
Toko Betawi, the shop right across our old shop. My parents spent half of their life trying to beat their business or if it is not vice versa. The tension went high one day as the lady across got mad and started yelling dirty words at my mom. It's not easy to live in a small neighborhood where you have to see their face again the next day you open your business.
Here's my dad's old Shop, we claimed as the most crowdy shop in town, Toko Tepat. It's just a memory now as my dad has moved out to the city center near my Granpa's shop.
The same sight, it was Chinese lunar year so naturally all the shop were closed. The childhood days were just so clear in my head. I played in this neighborhood along the blocks of houses in the mess of the market and the crowds of people shopping.
idem ditto
Jalan Mohammad Hambal, near the house of my Eldest Aunt.
Pasar Ikan Pemangkat, it is very dirty here the fish market. I also spent quite a lot of time here, I can still remember the smell. My friend Mardi lives nearby, Toko duaenam. I also ate a lot a the Chinese restaurant next to his Kopitiam.
This is probably the reminiscent Toko Dua Enam, I don't know who lives here now.
Somewhere in the street again, I don't know which way ;)
Pasar Ayam Pemangkat, again this is just right across the fish market, the chicken market, I hope the birds flu doesn't travel here.
Oh no, this is supposed to be Toko dua enam, the Kopitiam.
Perempatan Jalan. At the crossroad again. Near the Old Cinema.
Where is this? Oh my. My memory keeps betraying me.
And this?
The Old Cinema, which is now bought by one of the rich in town and turned it into a warehouse.
I remember watching a lot of Kungfu movies here with my eldest aunt who loves to take us kid to the movie.
Near the Old Cinema, saw moslem couple taking an afternoon walk.
At the temple, SinMuNyong. I guess it should be rendered as 聖母娘 wich is the Matsu God from Taiwan. The guy is the caretaker he beats the drum everytime someone makes an offering at the temple.
Sekolahnya si Alex, YPN. I took it for his memory. He said it's full of crooks and call girls, what a shame for such a small place like Pemangkat.
A lady who offers to take a picture with Sayaka, we were pleased :)
The offering to God Matsu.
The drummer boy. No the Matsu drummer boy ne.
At the stairs of SinMuNyong Temple, Sayaka was taking a snap.
Well the stais again.
and again.
and again.
oh..no not again. This is the forest nearby.
ax
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