好耐好耐以前,在一個人湮稀少的村落,有一支很有理想的火柴團隊。
這是其中一支火柴的故事。
「先生,可唔可以賣個笑容俾我,我用一個笑容黎同你買丫!」火柴帶著微笑說。
「唔賣,我個笑有寶嫁!」中年男士板著臉回應。
「先生,我擺左檔好耐,一個笑容都買唔倒好慘嫁,你賣個笑容俾我啦。」火柴以水汪汪的眼睛央求著。
「一個笑容買一個笑容,我冇得賺,唔制。」中年男士不為所動。
「咁我係得一條柴,俾唔倒兩個笑容你嫁播。」火柴有點怨屈。
「唔賣,打死都唔賣。」中年男士斬釘截鐵拒絕。
「先生,求下你啦。」火柴再哀求。
「我老虎蟹都唔會笑嫁喇,你唔好對住我笑,你笑得好醜樣,我唔要你個笑容。」中年男士不耐煩了。
「先生,為左世界帶黎笑容,我用一個笑容黎令世界多一個笑容,好有意義嫁。」火柴說。
「咁又點,你咁醜,我對住你笑唔出。」中年男士冷冷地道出。
「先生,你可以貶低我既容貌,但係你唔可以話對住我笑唔出嫁播,引人發笑係我既專長同埋使命黎。」火柴說出自己的原則與理想。
「拿,咁我真係笑唔出丫嘛,你引到我笑得出既我咪豪俾你啦。」中年男士有意勺難。
「既然係咁,為左世界多一個笑容……」說著,火柴把頭轟向那位先生的腋窩,頭在腋窩之中竄動。
那位先生笑了…
然而…
火柴被腋窩之間的磨擦點燃了,我要燃亮自己,照耀著你的笑容。
看著先生笑,火柴笑著說,這個笑容是給你的,謝謝你。
先生看見火柴捨身為自己引發笑容,於心可忍呢,他急忙用腋窩夾著火柴,把火撲滅。
只剩半支的火柴說沒救了,我已經是一條廢柴,不可以再逗人笑了。
不久,焦黑的火柴那柔弱的氣息也消失了。
用這種捨身買笑的經營模式,火柴團隊的隊員買少見少。
真正讓火柴團隊絕跡的是時光的推進。
火柴團隊為人帶來那突如奇來激情的笑而犧牲, 科技發明卻釀成不少悲劇。
曾發生過點燃剛噴了很多止汗劑的腋窩時發生了爆炸意外,脫毛膏的發明造成不少火柴刺傷陌生人腋窩而被控為暗殺或恐怖襲擊。
以為火柴兵團從此放棄了嗎?沒有,永不。
火柴兵團從此轉型,有的把自己刨尖,變成牙籤;有的帶上頭巾,成為棉花棒。
他們從此為人類的生活帶來另一種快慰的笑容。
The smiley little match
Once upon a time, in a little village far far away, there was a team of matches with a dream. And here is story of one of the matches…
“Sir, can you sell me a smile? I can buy it with my smile.” The little match asked.
“No, my smile is expensive.” The middle aged man replied.
“Sir, please. I’ve been staying here for all day long, no one ever sell one to me.” The little match begged.
“One smile for one smile, I could gain nothing from it. It doesn’t worth.” The man said.
“But a people could only make a smile, I couldn’t made two at the same time.” The little match felt wronged.
“So, I will never smile to you. Ha Ha!” The man kept a cold face when he said “Ha Ha”
“Please…”
“No! Never! I don’t need your ugly smile!”
“My dream is to bring the world with more smiles. Using my smile to make some more, doesn’t it sounds great?”The match explained its dream enthusiastically.
“Ah huh…But I really couldn’t smile in front of an ugly face like you.”The man left a harsh one.
“Sir! You could belittle my face but you shouldn’t belittle my ability to make people smile. Because it’s the thing I’m living for.” The little match showed a serious face.
“OK! If you can make me smile, go for it.” The man softened.
“For one more smile to the world…” The little match rushed to the armpit of the man using its head. And it kept moving around in the armpit.
The man smiled.
The little match was lit during the friction with the armpit.
“I’ve to light myself to shine upon your smile. And here you go my smile!” The little match smiled.
Tears in his eye, the man tried to put out the fire by his armpit.
“No…it’s too late…”
The breathing of the little one disappeared.
Because of scarifying practice, the team kept losing its members.
While the real challenge is the progress of times.
The matches team brings the exciting smile for people. And it created some tragedies in the modern time.
Sometimes the little match lightened armpit with deodorant spray and explosive accident happened.
Sometimes the little match rushed into a shaved one and hurt the strangers. They were accused for assassination or terrorist attack.
Did the matches ranger give up since then? Never!
Some of them shaved themselves to be sharper, they became toothpick.
Some of them wore a scarf, they became cotton tip.
They transform themselves and bring smiles to people with comfort.
April 9th, 2009
[Akon]
Who’d ever thought that i would see this day….
Where i would see my ghetto life fade away…
Cos i was lost and couldn’t find a way…
and now i look forward to every day….(welcome to my sunny day)…
Block dont stop always stayed hot…
No matter how the seasons got..
I still remember when they took me away….
Kept it on lock den i got popped den i realised dat i had to stop…
Den i took the time to explore a better way…
Searched high and low, so close, yet so far to go…
i just know, theres a sunny day
Who’d ever thought that i would see this day….
Where i would see my ghetto life fade away…
Cos i was lost and couldn’t find a way…
and now i look forward to every day….
Welcome to my sunny day…
my sunny day…
everyday….
a better day…
Welcome to my sunny day…
my sunny day….
every day…
a better day…
welcome to my sunny day…
[Wyclef Jean]
I was born in the ghetto, raised in the ghetto.
saw my first 9mm in the ghetto.
I got my first kiss in the ghetto.
playing hide and go seek,
with the girls in the ghetto
I wrote my first hit in the ghetto
Yoo mona lisa can i get a date on friday-ay-ay,
its hard for me to let go, life in the ghetto
the night it blessed my cousin.
i had to find a way out of the ghetto
picked up the guitar and
started to singin in the ghetto.
haters used to hate in the ghetto,
said i never would made it out of the ghetto
i guess thats why my cousin sold to yayo.
even though hanny said the
sun come out tomorrow.
But the ghetto stayed dark,
i never thought i ever see the billboard chart.
[Akon]
Who’d ever thought that i would see this day….
Where i would see my ghetto life fade away…
Cos i was lost and couldn’t find a way…
and now i look forward to every day….
Welcome to my sunny day…
my sunny day…
everyday….
a better day…
Welcome to my sunny day…
my sunny day….
every day…
a better day…
welcome to my sunny day…
Been a long day…
on my way to my holy place to pray…
Give thanks for every blessing given to me…
I know theres more to see…more to me…no more living in misery…
Cos this is how i visioned life to beee…..
Searched high and low, so close, yet so far to go…
i just know, theres a sunny day
Who’d ever thought that i would see this day….
Where i would see my ghetto life fade away…
Cos i was lost and couldn’t find a way…
and now i look forward to every day….
Welcome to my sunny day…
my sunny day…
everyday….
a better day…
Welcome to my sunny day…
my sunny day….
every day…
a better day…
welcome to my sunny day…
February 24th, 2009
Akon is so cool!8-)
Gonna pick up my blog again soon.
Akon Freedom:
http://hk.youtube.com/watch?v=KKT8F2eFKMQ
December 28th, 2008
作詞：三毛
作曲：李泰祥
＊不要問我從哪裡來 我的故鄉在遠方
為甚麼流浪 流浪遠方 流浪＊
為了天空飛翔的小鳥 為了山澗清流的小溪
為了寬闊的草原 流浪遠方 流浪
還有 還有 為了夢中的橄欖樹 橄欖樹
不要問我從哪裡來 我的故鄉在遠方
為甚麼流浪 為甚麼流浪遠方
為了我夢中的橄欖樹 橄欖樹
Repeat＊
May 13th, 2008
go travel soon. Be back on 6/18.
April 28th, 2008
It was the last late lite party organized by the campus in the semester on Friday. I was the volunteer sitting a counter making popcorn. It was fun and I becamse professional in it. Ya! The best popcorn maker ever, I believe. Ha~
As a volunteer, I get in the site early then the others. I can be the first one in a thrill ride call “freaking out” It was so fun. Though I played it in Hong Kong already…ah…I played so many thrill ride in Hong Kong already. I fall in love with thrill ride. I enjoyed the speed and the force. Throwing me up and down, turn me round and round…I vomited when I was playing tornado…I know that’s sucks…But I ate two hotdog and a hamburger before going there…ah ha…I don’t know why I kept telling people my disgusting spew story. Ya…I did it on the air…and the force drive the stuffs away and fall down on the floor…The mixture of American food…it was…like…
OK…no more. I did popcorn for one hour and a half. It was a fun experience though. Coz I dun think I ll do it again when I’m in Hong Kong.
April 20th, 2008
In the beginning of the semester(Or even in the middle of this semester), I was getting an F in my spanish class. I nearly got a F in every quizes and chapter test…My classmate had learnt spanish for at least 3 years, some of them even learnt it for 6 years. Ah huh…I started to learn it last semester. But I work really hard on my homework and attendence. I got A in both. That’s the only way I can get points!!! Finally, I’m getting C- now. From F to C-, Ya! I’m done. Hopefully I think I did a good job in the presentation in this week. I’m not greedy, C is good to me.
April 17th, 2008
她女兒來了之後她又來了Muncie這個小鎮。我完全想不透這個小鎮在選舉上有什麼戰略效用。會不會是母女團聚吃個晚飯順便拉一拉票呢?我對這個沒有答案的問題有點好奇。既然大人物來到湊湊熱鬧就好。
本來對這一種剛烈的女性沒有什麼好感, 也早知道她會大彈中國的政策云云。
甫進去, 看到solution for economic 幾個斗大的字, 已有預感中國會挨扁。首先要談的是, 她所說的內容有點行貨, 批評布殊的財經政策讓本土產造業衰落, 利益輸送石油公司, 健康福利制度成效不大, 卻浪費公帑, 批評中國不提高匯率, 出口產品不符合國際安全標準, 勞工保障不足。這些就像香港的批評老董爭取支持一樣, 推出一個已臭名遠播的敵人, 數他不是, 爭取選票。
也有點過為理想的, 鼓勵使用再生能量, 讓石油公司多研發再生能量, 不用再依賴沙地阿拉伯等石油國家, 同時也再自足軍事素材, (對於國防, 不用依賴其他國家), 改革教育制度, 減低學生貸款的利息, 學生從事公共服務甚至可以減免學費……她還提到振興本土工業, 把出口搶個來 (In her words, The productivity of American labor is the best…blablabla…)太太, 雖知這是吸納選票而特意討好, 但這個也未免過份吹捧了吧。
民主選舉就是這樣, 要以冠冕堂皇的詞彙包裝赤裸裸的利益去誘釣選票, 在場多學生, 便說說減低學生借貸利率, 又順道數一數布殊那個聲名狼藉的No child left behind組織。當然她現在說是一回事, 如果有幸上任做什麼是另外一回事。我覺得她絕對是個陰陽怪氣的人物, 剛烈強悍, 談外交, 經濟, 潛在敵人瞪著眼兇神惡煞比男人有過之而無不及(談中國時眼睛看過來我這邊真的把我震懾, 如果要我單獨會面這個婆娘的話, 我怕。), 但談到醫療福利時, 又善用女性的柔弱及身為人母的身份, 說她所遇一個付不了高昂醫療費用的孕婦的悲慘遭遇, 說時聲線又變得慈母一樣溫柔, 耐不耐又報以一個陳四萬式微笑, 這個「美利堅東方不敗」能貯立著跟群雄爭奪總統寶座, 也有她的本事。
須知批評中國都是爭取選票的手段之一, 我也從沒有想過自己是愛國的人。可是, 她耐不耐猛烈地批評中國, 引來場內的美國人吶喊叫好。她的聲線又頗為刺耳, 尤其她為了引場內迴響而放聲疾呼時, 像要用盡米高峰的最大頻率。我在尾段她說stand to China, 在場美國人大聲叫好時便離場。人在異地, 大圍氣氛都在指責自己的國家時, 即使談不上是愛國的人, 也不會好受。
其實我最想聽的是奧巴馬的演說，光看電視，報紙的言論也覺得他演說時應該頗魅力。不過能在大選前夕感受一下選舉氣氛, 也不枉此行了。
她演講大多數時都是維持著這個表情, 煞有介事的, 很惡。
March 30th, 2008
Picking homeless as the topic of my photojournalism, because of my curiosity…Ah…I always use homework as an excuse to investigate something I want to know.
Everything goes easy, except driving back from Indianapolis to Muncie. I always miss the way back, I drove 3 hours coming back this time. But I’d never worry, maybe I’m experienced in this.
The one I interviewed (ah…if you say it’s an interview, I would say it likes kind of chit chat more.) is so nice. I’m so lucky to meet this nice guy. We talked a lot. We ate together. He even remind me not to trust people easily at last, because there are some bad people among homeless and they may rob me. Oh, my friend even care about my safety.
And he’s not the homeless I thought, he keep hunting job and he’d never give up. (He quoted the words that I’d speak often recently even I didn’t say it to him. ah, It’s “I’ll never give up”, I nearly forget about these words.)
I’m quite sure he’ll get the job and get on the right track soon.
P.S check the about page please, I updated my self-portrait. Ah…it’s my photojournalism homework. But it’s out of focus, so, I put it there for fun. I’d like it.
March 24th, 2008
Searching for homeless, I walked for 3 hours in downtown Muncie. Passing some old buildings, letting the rain fall on my body, it’s quite refreshing.Though I don’t want to do that, I forgot to bring my umbrella. Not many people in the downtown, not to say homeless, I can’t find them. I’ve no clue about where they go.
Homeless people is the topic I set for my photojournalism class. People said it might be danger, but I think it’s O.K. I want to do something sounds “big”. Professor might urge me to change the topic. Once I setup an objective, I won’t give up that easily. Maybe it’s the only thing that I can control now.
March 22nd, 2008
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