Thursday, June 19, 2008

Lovely twins

We loved each other so much. We just cuddled up and slept like this after a playful day.
Our house was on the hill slope, surrounded by beautiful mountains.

This was our master's vegetable farm

Sometimes mum brought us here to play at our neighbour's beautiful garden

We were inseparable.We would always be together.

We were twin sisters, born to a single parent 4 months ago on a cold windy night.Although our father left us before we were born, we still considered ourselves to be lucky and happy to have a caring and loving mother and master. We lived in a farm hut 5,000 feet above sea level in Kundasang, Sabah. Our master was an old couple,they were traditional Kadazan-Dusun farmer.Our mum told us it was on our tenth day that we first opened our eyes. We were so happy when we first saw the world. The scenery was so nice here on the mountains. One clear morning both my younger sister and I saw something very huge in the far distant and we were so frightened. We wanted to bark, but didn't know why we just couldn't open our mouth. Mum immediately came to our rescue. We quickly ran to hide under her arms and didn't dare to look out again. Our caring mum kept kissing our face, consoling us and started telling us the story of a very tall and giant mountain. That was the first time we knew about Mt. Kinabalu. As we grew older, we saw so many people passing our area every day and mum told us they were tourists from different countries coming here to climb Mt. Kinabalu, the highest peak in South East Asia. What was South East Asia and where was it, we curiously queried mum. She didn't know either, just telling us that it was far far away. Then one fine afternoon we saw some strange, very tall people coming to visit our master's vegetable farm. Actually it was mum who spotted them first. She alerted us with a series of fierce bark, and we followed. That was the first time we really barked very loudly and bravely.Later we learnt that this group of strange people were coming from Europe. We all had a good laugh when mum didn't know where was Europe again. We were very playful, but mum was happy with us, especially now we were so independent already.One night mum summoned us and told us in between tears,her heart breaking story.That was the first time we came to know who our father was and how he was killed in a road accident not far from our house.Mum said she was pregnant with us when the accident happened and she couldn't sleep and eat for many days.The next day she brought us to see dad's grave which was far down in the valley. We cried and cried and as usual our good mum came kissing our face nonstop, telling us that we should be strong and quickly grew up to become useful and to start working for our master. Before mum led us home on the hilly trail,we solemnly prayed for dad and promised him to always be good to mum and loyal to our master.

14 comments:

-eiling- said...

Wow, a story from the views of two dogs. Nice.

rubberseeds said...

Hi, good morning. Surprised you are my first reader. Thanks.

cutie said...

nice but sad story. :'(

rubberseeds said...

Finally I manage to write a touching story. Thanks for reading.

Anonymous said...

yes this is good story.you can be Sarawak's Steven Spelbeig

rubberseeds said...

Haha, can you help to finance this film project?

Sarawakiana said...

Okay we now have talking dogs from Kundasan..may be another blockbuster after Kung Fu Panda....

Great thinking. Nice of you to mention single mother too...You have "a feminine side" like Obama.
This is a compliment actually. It only means that you understand the female perspective more than others.
(smile)

Anonymous said...

I am still waiting for your Dung Sang Primary School photos. Thank you
Anonymous1

rubberseeds said...

Sarawakiana: Feel so embarrassed to read your comment.Thanks anyway for always reading and commenting here.

anonymous 1: Sorry for the delay. I am still waiting for some historical facts about Dung Sang from a current Director of the school Board.Thanks for reminding me>

Anonymous said...

Good memory with the teachers of old days. Many of whom did not go through the training college until much later. They later did. Was the student population like 545?

Do you know Wong Pui Toh, the headmaster and his wife who was the teacher (the rumour that she was not as good but had the job because of the husband)? There was Wong Nguok Hua, who was super fierce and good in beating students and pulling the eyes and ears. Her mother was taking care of the church and living in a wooden house nearby Primary 6 classroom. Another super fierce teacher was the English teacher, Lau Zhui Ling. I think the more lady like teacher who was not fierce was Ngu Yu Shung. I remembered she was small size compared to others. Her husband came to pick her up in the late afternoon, who had the nickname Giemo Chung.

For the male teachers, the brother of Wong Soon Koh, whose nick name was Long Guong. He taught English. Teck Sing was another English teacher with curry hair and who showed humour in his pronounciation. We had also Lau Hing Dong, with the well known phrase 'namo'. Tang Zhong Hieng was quite a gentleman, and we always remembered his 7979. Yii Suk Tieng has special skill in making half a dozen beating using a stick on the palm. Ting Lung Piu was also fierce and he gave us a lot of math problems to practise. Later, another math teacher, Wong Siong Ung, joined Dung Sang. The volleyball coach, Lau Nai Meng, now runs a hotel in the town. He was an English teacher. I must not forget Lau Chiong Tong who taught me arithmetic. His son Ah Kai was a little fat.

And we have had the well known clerk, Ah Dang, who lived upstair of Primary 6 classroom. The gardener, Wong Sing Chui always prepared hot tea and heat the lunch box of the children. I still remember all their names in Chinese.

I don't have the knowledge of those who joined Dung Sang at a later stage. The two toilets were smelly and always with ghost stories. There was a pepper garden nearby the toilet. Behind the girl toilet was a big pond made by the Japanese bomb.

cc said...

Very sensitive and creative way to the story! Love it!

rubberseeds said...

anonymous: You still have good memory. Thanks for all the important information regarding our former school and teachers.I will include them in my up coming entry.Thank you very much.

rubberseeds said...

cc:My first try, thanks for reading and leaving your encouraging comment.

Anonymous said...

Sorry to interrupt. My friend reminded me about BM. BM has been taught by Lau Nai Meng, Tang Zhong Hieng and Yew Buuong Zho (I forgot to put down his name earlier). Many people studied BM at night at Chung Hwa Primary School and took the SRP single subject test. For the passing grade, you make a better living.