Tuesday, June 19, 2007
生活 - Tokyo 6.18.07來到東京幾天令人感觸最多的，是對「生活」的觀察和體驗。
人們上班、下班、乘公車換地鐵打手機短訊，白天薪水族或工讀生和老闆顧客鞠躬哈腰，下午鄰居主婦太太們喝茶聊天稱贊哪塊蛋糕是如何美味令人口齒留香，晚上和同事或同學們去居酒屋吃飯喝酒趕搭午夜終電電車 … 這一切的一切讓我驚奇。有時移動在下班時間人滿為患的新宿電車站裡，我猛然駐足，開始思考身邊的東京人們究竟是如何在如此龐大複雜的交通體系和移動速度飛快的城市步調裡，以極有效率和秩序的方式完成上述的種種事項 … 特別是當多數人能在邊走路邊騎單車之餘，仍不忘發送手機簡訊與電子郵件。
梅ちゃん at 3:35:00 AM
- at 6/19/07, 3:16 PM said...
I probably haven't eaten any Tsung-zhi since I was l3. You know why? I attended Kaohsiung High School in l951 ( I scored the 7th place in the entrance exam). I had to get on the 6:44 am train to go to Kaohsiung from Pingtung. Because at that time there was no public transportation ( as a mteer of fact, Pingtung today still doesnot have public transportation), I had to walk 40 miutes from home to the train station. That meant I had to get up at 5:45 am. Because my Mom could not get up that early to make a Biandun ( don't ask me why couldn't she prepare it the previous evening; the reason was that there was no fridge then in Taiwan or if there was fridge, my family could not afford one), I had to find a way to feed myself for lunch. I could not afford to eat my lunch leisurely, because I had to rush to the Pingpong table first before anyone else so I can play during the noon recess time. Therefore, I had to finish my so-called lunch during the ten-minutes break after the third class in the morning.Under the circunstances, the only choice I had was to buy a Tsung-zhi during the l0 -minites walk between Kaohsiung train station and the school. I remember the cheapest and the biggest Tsung-zhi in those days was made of sweet rice and broiled peanuts. I could finish such a huge Tsung-zhi in about five minites. I stuggled myself like that for one year and I must have consumed 300 Tsung-zhi during that period. I also broke another record: because of such a tortuous way of attending school,I arrived the school late 14 times and missed the flag-raising ceremony--one time short of being expelled from the school.Oh, there was another record: I fell into the ditchs near the road side in Ping-tung at least four or five times, for I loved to read novels during my way home from the Pingtung train station in the afternoon. Because of that kind of concentrated reading, I was able to finish reading most of the tarditional and modern Chinese literary works, plus some Western detective stories.Having broken those "painful" records, I decided to transfer to Pingtung High School, which I could have attended for I passed the entrance exam on the previous year and scored number one place. If my memory doenot fail me, I have never touched another Tsung -zhi since l951. I am telling you this story as some kind of food for your thought! Merry Duanwu Festival to you!
- at 6/20/07, 4:00 AM Chat Noir said...