My sister's friend was shocked that my dad still love eating ice cream and some snacks or drinking the cold cold cola at his ages. His voice fill with the envy and unbelievable. My sister told us her friend's mom is still in the coma by a car accident. I feel sorry about this and pray that she will be better day by day.
I must emphasize that i will buy the milk shake, ice cream or something like this which are all for dad. So far he haven't been forbidden any food by his doctor. Sometimes i pray that i will be healthy like him when i am as his age! Comparing with my parents health, nothing is important. Thanks Buddha giving us the healthy life.
2010年4月26日 星期一
Beijin3- sad part
The main purpose of went to Beijing.
In fact i took may photos here because dad only took one photo with his mom and that also was a sad photo which he backed to Beijing at the first time after he had left home many many years. But i really don't know why i took this photo. Dad's sight of back looks sad and helpless likes a child. Maybe everyone will be childish when he stand in front of his own mom however old he is.
When we had backed home he saw these photos; the sentiments filled with his mood suddenly.
He had left his seat and moved lightly of head when my younger sister asked him whether continued or not.
In fact i took may photos here because dad only took one photo with his mom and that also was a sad photo which he backed to Beijing at the first time after he had left home many many years. But i really don't know why i took this photo. Dad's sight of back looks sad and helpless likes a child. Maybe everyone will be childish when he stand in front of his own mom however old he is.When we had backed home he saw these photos; the sentiments filled with his mood suddenly.
He had left his seat and moved lightly of head when my younger sister asked him whether continued or not.
2010年4月18日 星期日
Beijing 2- fun part
I knew it's a boring thing to see the photos of somebody's trips. Forgiving me i just wanna express something by using the photos instead of my poor English.
If it's Kaohsiung here I will go home right now. I am too old to be in a crowded place. Honestly day 2 in Beijing i was shocked.
It was easy to up to the Great Wall by the cable car. No sweat and breathlessness! Shame on me.
I was a little disappointed that the famous steaming dumpling of Tian Jin. Not good look and taste. I should go to the head store in Tian Jin not the branch store in Beijing.
When i was a child this place always be mentioned by the conversation of dad and us. Although it has been all changed.
The famous restaurant of Beijing Quanjude roasted duck.
If it's Kaohsiung here I will go home right now. I am too old to be in a crowded place. Honestly day 2 in Beijing i was shocked.
It was easy to up to the Great Wall by the cable car. No sweat and breathlessness! Shame on me.
I was a little disappointed that the famous steaming dumpling of Tian Jin. Not good look and taste. I should go to the head store in Tian Jin not the branch store in Beijing.
When i was a child this place always be mentioned by the conversation of dad and us. Although it has been all changed. The famous restaurant of Beijing Quanjude roasted duck.
Last day in Beijing I went to the famous 2010年4月12日 星期一
Beijing 1
WA! I haven't updated my blog over a short span of three months. Actually i didn't have a good start in this year. Unexpectedly and unhappily incidents were happened in the past three months. One of these things is my dad's older brother was past away. We worried about whether dad could bear this or not. His behavior and emotion didn't show any extraordinary difference but this result confuse us what is good to him.
So we decided to go to his home town Beijing on the April first for eight days before the Tomb-sweeping day ( Ching Ming festival )on April fifth. Staying in Beijing for eight days is a long story including seeing my immediate relatives who i never see them before.
So we decided to go to his home town Beijing on the April first for eight days before the Tomb-sweeping day ( Ching Ming festival )on April fifth. Staying in Beijing for eight days is a long story including seeing my immediate relatives who i never see them before.
2009年7月18日 星期六
my dad's story
There are two stories which he told us or his friends many times. One of them i have written in Chinese in this blog. They were all happened in China at his young age. We always describe metaphorical the life like seasoning then this case must be the sour one. Every time while he told us he was waving his hands and acting himself of that time, we felt sorrow and pity. It means he is missing his mom and the time in China. I hope i could write the detail with my poor English as possible as i can.
My dad seldom talk about his father who he had passed away early when he was a kid. So when he was a teen age boy my grandma wanted him to go to the downtown of Beijing where his uncle run a small restaurant to seek help or a job. But my grandma even hadn't have the money for the cost to Beijing. His mom just give him a bag of flour in case dad could buy food instead of money. The worse was on the way he met a Japan's soldier who insisted that the flour in the bag was a poison stuff. Of course we heard a lot of what the Japan's soldier had done in China. It was a wrong time evolved the evil ambition which harmed deeply the innocent people.
Anyway dad was full of fear and panic, he grabbed a handful flour into his mouth and said: poison??? It is just a bag of flour! Then the soldier swung his hand and said: move!! Dad even imitate the tone of that soldier.
It's hard to image the second result at that time.
My dad seldom talk about his father who he had passed away early when he was a kid. So when he was a teen age boy my grandma wanted him to go to the downtown of Beijing where his uncle run a small restaurant to seek help or a job. But my grandma even hadn't have the money for the cost to Beijing. His mom just give him a bag of flour in case dad could buy food instead of money. The worse was on the way he met a Japan's soldier who insisted that the flour in the bag was a poison stuff. Of course we heard a lot of what the Japan's soldier had done in China. It was a wrong time evolved the evil ambition which harmed deeply the innocent people.
Anyway dad was full of fear and panic, he grabbed a handful flour into his mouth and said: poison??? It is just a bag of flour! Then the soldier swung his hand and said: move!! Dad even imitate the tone of that soldier.
It's hard to image the second result at that time.
2008年10月7日 星期二
food brings back memories
Yesterday my dad treated our distant relatives who had come back Taiwan from American for a few days. We chose an old resterant which has sort of meanings to my parents. My dad told us when he was a poor young man and dating with my mom, he had taken my mom to this restaurant onces and also my distant grandfather (aunt's dad ) liked these dishes before he passed away. That's why we all are interesting in finding the mystical food of this restaurant which belongs to my dad's generation. We are glad that the foreigner (my aunt's husband) likes the food, too. It was a wonderful night. I took some photos. Maybe the presentation of the food was not so good but they really were tasted good.
Food always bring back memories in Taiwan. We were eating, drinking, laughing and talking a lot. Cheers!
Food always bring back memories in Taiwan. We were eating, drinking, laughing and talking a lot. Cheers!
2008年4月27日 星期日
Who's the protagonist?
Firstly, I only took a picture of the flowers.
After snap dad walked to the gate. Would you like to take a picture, dad? Nooooo! Are you sure? I snapshootted of dad.
One more! He had posed. He loves to be a model.
One more! He had posed. He loves to be a model.2008年4月17日 星期四
my assistant driver
Dad is a good driver. We don't like him to drive any more 'coz of his ages. Now he always wanna occupy the seat beside the driver. According to his saying he will feel dizzy if he stay at the back seat. Firstly I should declare my driving skill is not bad. Actually he wanna to spy on the driver. He often say "go" or "stop" while the traffic lights exchange. Sometimes he shakes his finger instead of talking when I feel noisy. He thinks we did not concentrate on driving. I admit that sometimes i was attracted on the new opened restaurant. On the other hand I will never feel boring if dad is in the car.
2008年2月12日 星期二
fad away
I really didn't have a happy time in this Lunar Chinese New Year. We even given up to shoot off the firecrackers because of an old uncle lived across my home had passed away several days ago before the new year. We were still in the sad mood but another shock followed it. Our neighbor an old aunt died peacefully in the sleep. What's happen with the new year?
Most inhabitants of my town were from China in the beginning. Some of them are weak, old and still live alone. You will never know their pain which far from their home and family. These days the phenomenon of La Nina in China were broadcasted on TV news. The snowstrom prevented the million of people from home for the lunar Chinese new year. A girl shouted with tears "I wanna go home" and waved her hand at the same time. It reminds me of dad. The war had ever prevented them from home, either. A decision by a few people made is more terrible than the natural calamity. These words always can clear up my mood at this moment.
Old soldiers never die, they just fade away. 老兵不死，只是凋零。----from Douglas MacArthur.
Most inhabitants of my town were from China in the beginning. Some of them are weak, old and still live alone. You will never know their pain which far from their home and family. These days the phenomenon of La Nina in China were broadcasted on TV news. The snowstrom prevented the million of people from home for the lunar Chinese new year. A girl shouted with tears "I wanna go home" and waved her hand at the same time. It reminds me of dad. The war had ever prevented them from home, either. A decision by a few people made is more terrible than the natural calamity. These words always can clear up my mood at this moment.
Old soldiers never die, they just fade away. 老兵不死，只是凋零。----from Douglas MacArthur.
2007年12月31日 星期一
2008 part2
They are also my dad's companions for his retired life. Of course, including my mom.
May dad and mom will be still healthy and happy in 2008.
2007年12月26日 星期三
exibition
My dad and me went to a exibition of plants. As if a tree reaching the sky has been squeezed before our eyes. It seems to go through all the vicissitudes of life. Its bark likes dad's skin. I mean the wisdom of life on dad's face. Don't make a misunderstanding of me! You are still very handsome.
2007年9月8日 星期六
貴人
今天下午 帶著蛋糕去安養之家 探望一位長者 他是我們家的大恩人 父親常說 這位長者 對家裡的恩德之大 是有他的照顧 才有這個家 他除了是一位德高望重的長者 也是一位熱心助人的人 我在拍這張照片時 伯伯雖然沒戴假牙 仍然要保持微笑 連站在一旁的護士都說伯伯好可愛
父親當年來台灣 舉目無親 從軍中汽車大隊退伍下來 只會開車 從大卡車 大貨車到野狼125 都難不倒他 理所當然 他決定開計程車養家 但他的台語不通 生性內向 不主動跟人交談的個性 沒有生意上門 又讓他決定放棄開計程車 好在這時 這位恩人 答應幫忙父親 給父親一個工作 再加上開店做小生意的母親賺一點生活費添補家用 日子也就平安度過來了 雖然他年歲已高 有時仍記得父親的名子 真是讓人覺得受寵 在此祝您身體健康 日子平安愉快
2007年8月31日 星期五
2007年6月29日 星期五
flapping the wings
I found there is a phenomenon in Taiwan.It seemed an only choice most of people raised the dog in their family in the earlier times.Even now i took my dog to the vet. Most of patients are the "dogs".Maybe the cat is more healthy than the dog.My dad have raised several birds when he was retired.It's so queer the older men like to raised the birds for cultivating their minds.Birds should fly in the sky instead of locking in the birdcage.I can't change his mind and thoughts just looks like he can't understand the reason we do love our dogs so much.Anyway the birds have always got the good attention. He like to watch the birds flapping their wings for taking the bath or singing under the trees.Once he was still anxious about his birds even he was uncomfortable and went to emergency room.
dad: Don't forget to feed the birds!!
nurse:Sir, you should take care of yourself more. Forgetting your pets----birds, today!!
dad: Don't forget to feed the birds!!
nurse:Sir, you should take care of yourself more. Forgetting your pets----birds, today!!
2007年6月6日 星期三
2007年5月30日 星期三
dad's dream part2
Two weeks ago my dad called his nephews for his dream.The house his old mother( he always called her mother like this) lived was broken.There were many chinks in the wall and the water dripped down from a leak in the roof.According to our social conventions the house for the dead person means the grave. My cousin said they just had gone to the graveyard to commemorated their grandma last month.The grave was fine, he said.But my dad insisted that they should go there again.
In China and here the Fifth of April(qing ming festival) we go to the graveyard of our dead relatives or closed friends with food; flowers ;paper money(paper made to resemble money and burned as an offering to the dead) and a sickle for removing weeds.
A few days later they said when they had got there first they met a old woman and had a chat.
Why are you here at this time? The woman said.
My cousins told her the reason and bla bla.....
While they had seen the grave they really had a shock.
Somebody was growing the vegetables around the grave.They told to dad on the phone.
What? ! Growing the vegetables around the grave ! How dare the somebody is!!!
Somebody?? We doubt that woman did it.Didn't she see the gravestone?
She digged many ditches and watered the vegetables.No wounder these strange things was happened.
But i am curious that there is a great hand behind back controlling this although grandma didn't recognized dad.Perhaps grandma trusted dad and knew dad will solve the problem well.
Well well well! I know it's a dream and don't be so serious.
In China and here the Fifth of April(qing ming festival) we go to the graveyard of our dead relatives or closed friends with food; flowers ;paper money(paper made to resemble money and burned as an offering to the dead) and a sickle for removing weeds.
A few days later they said when they had got there first they met a old woman and had a chat.
Why are you here at this time? The woman said.
My cousins told her the reason and bla bla.....
While they had seen the grave they really had a shock.
Somebody was growing the vegetables around the grave.They told to dad on the phone.
What? ! Growing the vegetables around the grave ! How dare the somebody is!!!
Somebody?? We doubt that woman did it.Didn't she see the gravestone?
She digged many ditches and watered the vegetables.No wounder these strange things was happened.
But i am curious that there is a great hand behind back controlling this although grandma didn't recognized dad.Perhaps grandma trusted dad and knew dad will solve the problem well.
Well well well! I know it's a dream and don't be so serious.
2007年5月17日 星期四
dad's dream
As my friends knew that my dad was from Mainland China when he was out of his teens.At that age everyone who was from China had their own stories.My dad is not an exception.
At the beginning the government only permitted they could mail letters to their family of China.The address of the first letter was wrong.Unfortunately my grandmother had passed away before the second letter was arrived.She had not known any message of her son no matter live or dead.According to the dad's older brother said my grandma often whispered my dad's name before died on her bed at her ninety-five.
A week ago dad told us he had dreamed of his mother.In the dream he leaned against the wall. There was a sound behind him and he knew it's her mother's voice who was talking to someone about her house was needed to repaired.He turned around to see her mother.At this time he is pouting with a disappointed look and saying his mother had not recognized him at all.
Maybe you took a mistake she was not your mother.You haven't seen her for more forty years.I tried to comfort him.
It's the young look of her mother in the dream, he said.It's the only one image of his mother he has.
OMG! No wounder his mother could not recognized him. He is eighty-two years old now. He wasn't the young man his mother remembered.
They couldn't meet each other even in the dream.
How come?
At the beginning the government only permitted they could mail letters to their family of China.The address of the first letter was wrong.Unfortunately my grandmother had passed away before the second letter was arrived.She had not known any message of her son no matter live or dead.According to the dad's older brother said my grandma often whispered my dad's name before died on her bed at her ninety-five.
A week ago dad told us he had dreamed of his mother.In the dream he leaned against the wall. There was a sound behind him and he knew it's her mother's voice who was talking to someone about her house was needed to repaired.He turned around to see her mother.At this time he is pouting with a disappointed look and saying his mother had not recognized him at all.
Maybe you took a mistake she was not your mother.You haven't seen her for more forty years.I tried to comfort him.
It's the young look of her mother in the dream, he said.It's the only one image of his mother he has.
OMG! No wounder his mother could not recognized him. He is eighty-two years old now. He wasn't the young man his mother remembered.
They couldn't meet each other even in the dream.
How come?
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