Showing posts with label house. Show all posts
Showing posts with label house. Show all posts
Monday, April 9, 2012
Big Mangoes
These mangoes are from the mango tree behind my house, the tree is more than 20 years old now and it's still blossom and bear fruits. The branches of the tree have been cut down once, and then got worms attack until all the fruits are infected, but still, after all these years, it survives and it bears bigger fruits. Not bad huh? Those Indonesian ladies bought fruits from us, of course much much more cheaper than market, it's just we don't really put too much costs on it too, at least it's better than being stolen, right?
Some of my colleagues tried it and some said taste nice, of course we can't guarantee how it tastes, just... depends on your luck sometimes. But still, I feel grateful for the tree to survive and the fruits that it gave us.
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Emergency
It was around 4pm in the afternoon, while I was surfing net on the dining table, I was shocked by a big "BANG!" sound from the back. I rushed and checked, found that one of the uncle has fell down from the 4 feet stand and passed out.
"Go get some help!" another uncle shouted. But at that moment, my mind was in a whirl, several thoughts have come into my mind: call ambulance? call my dad or brother? drive him to the hospital myself? then who will take care of my house? Just in a split of second, I decided to drive him to the hospital, another uncle was following, and my uncle (my mum's brother) left to take care of my house.
At first I went to the clinic nearby, but there was another patient inside also in emergency and just started treatment. Then we just changed our direction to Serdang Hospital.
Luckily the wound is not serious, he has done X-ray scanning, no bone fracture is found for this time (he had serious injury 4 years ago caused by car accident). After around 2 hours, we finally on our way back home.
This is the first time I have ever handled such an emergency in my life. I was freaked out at the first moment when it happened and my mind went blank. I didn't know what should I do, even if I have made my decision I also need to get myself prepared and make sure the house is safe and locked properly. It was just a scary moment.
So I have told my family, next time DON'T ever leave me alone in the house again!
"Go get some help!" another uncle shouted. But at that moment, my mind was in a whirl, several thoughts have come into my mind: call ambulance? call my dad or brother? drive him to the hospital myself? then who will take care of my house? Just in a split of second, I decided to drive him to the hospital, another uncle was following, and my uncle (my mum's brother) left to take care of my house.
At first I went to the clinic nearby, but there was another patient inside also in emergency and just started treatment. Then we just changed our direction to Serdang Hospital.
Luckily the wound is not serious, he has done X-ray scanning, no bone fracture is found for this time (he had serious injury 4 years ago caused by car accident). After around 2 hours, we finally on our way back home.
This is the first time I have ever handled such an emergency in my life. I was freaked out at the first moment when it happened and my mind went blank. I didn't know what should I do, even if I have made my decision I also need to get myself prepared and make sure the house is safe and locked properly. It was just a scary moment.
So I have told my family, next time DON'T ever leave me alone in the house again!
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
15 Malaysia: House
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5xSHYP724Ok
This video is quite sad but it do tell the true story. The same thing happens to many people especially to the poors every now and then.
For those who live in a bungalow or even a better house than Rama, for those who never suffer from poverty, they won't imagine how a small house can be so important to somebody like Rama and his mother. When he says, "My father built it..." you can tell how this matter to him. He loves the house just for this simple reason.
This video is quite sad but it do tell the true story. The same thing happens to many people especially to the poors every now and then.
For those who live in a bungalow or even a better house than Rama, for those who never suffer from poverty, they won't imagine how a small house can be so important to somebody like Rama and his mother. When he says, "My father built it..." you can tell how this matter to him. He loves the house just for this simple reason.
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