Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Back At One

My 88-year-old grandma past away in June, so I had one whole week off. I made use of it to visit my long lost comrades.Remember Boy One? I visited him in 永康 city office. It has been nearly a year since the last time we met. His hairstyle is too stylish now to recognize at the very first moment for me who was only familiar with his butch haircut in 成功嶺. But very soon, I know One is still the one. He is fun, tender, kind, and unique. I am glad to hear from him that he leads a cheerful life now, with the colleagues around him all friendly. According to him, the memory in 成功嶺 is hardly left in his mind. All the sorrows, all the broken images, are gone with the wind. I wonder it's positive to him this way or not. But also, One stressed that he saw no sense experiencing that period in his lifetime, simply to be a "man". Dear One, I wish you happily content. The real life cannot always meet our needs, while it doesn't mean we need to erase our speciality or transform into a foreign somebody in order to win others' identification. We win our life.

Sunday, June 10, 2007

Boy Fourteen: PenHu Outlook/ Ordinary Look, Extraordinary Mind

The reason Shing serves substitute service is quite dramatic. He said, once in the college class tour by riding motorbike, he fell asleep during riding, and bumped into the pillar. What's worse, he carried at his front his bag, inside which was something sharp which pierced into his abdomen when bumping, resulting in his intestine rupture and subsequent peritonitis. Shing is entitled substitute service man because of recurrent peritonitis. Cool.
Indeed, Shing is very cool. See, he didn't smile in the photo, like most boys behave as I observe... boys interpret cool as charming and sexy. But his mind is over most boys'. He was full of repressive sentiments and philosophical deliberations as we talked. Shing has a diversity of interests, including reading books, to name some, "Relativism" and my favorite novel "活著"; watching movies, including Taiwanese Youth film "六號出口" and documentary-like motivation film "練習曲"; playing basketball or going to the gym as most sunny sporty boys do. Ladies and gentlemen, give him some applause.

OK, I didn't mean to embarrass or over-praise him. But it's true that Shing has some unaccountable temperament and composition that induce me to acquaint him. He mingles the sense and sensitivity, the latter especially rare to find in boys.... you know, when collecting together, boys always talk nonsense and make stupid jokes. But apart from this, Shing seems to have many messages to deliver and topics and elaborate. I admit I supposed boy should have all been simple-minded, and innocent. Is his specialty kinda PenHu style?
No sooner did I intend to know him more than I was dispatched to 恆春 while he came back to his islet hometown. I can't be sure whether we will meet one day or not. In such a hectic modern living, kilometers can be as far as from Mars to the globe. Farewell , PenHu boy, if only you have all your dreams come true and find your own peace in your soul. Life is a bittersweet symphony; your frailness make you attractive; life's setbacks render you a man of many tales to tell.

Friday, June 8, 2007

Boy Thirteen: Muscle

From these pictures I took, it's no too difficult to guess what Muscle does in the kindergarten. Day by day, he runs the same errands: wake up around 6:30 am, do the traffic guardian work for the puppies at 7:00 am, then clean the campus, sweep the leaves everywhere, wash the toilet, dump the trash, and mop the floor afterwards, inclusive of warming the drinks and distribute to the kids at team time. Sounds stupid, right........... that's how our government make use of the human sources of college graduates. Muscle gets his name because he is really muscular with six distinct bellies and pronounced breast curves, according to his neighboring member of our second team in Victory Hills. At that time we were in separate dorms, so I didn't know him until I, him, and another two guys were appointed to work together during a match, "Four persons two feet." We started very sluggishly but turned out pretty fast and smooth, attributing mostly to his great strength. We talked very little, though, one for our practice time was short and limited, and the other for he is a man of few words.
After departure, I though we would have never met again. But in one reunion with other comrades, I heard Muscle serves his substitute service in one kindergarten in a small town near my hometown. I was so curious what he would do there. So, after I finished part of my substitute service in Taipei, I came back to Tainan and dropped by him. It must have been very weird and surprising to him for my sudden appearance, now I recall. Muscle has no complaints about current work. I would grumble and condemn a lot if it were me. He is still what I thought of him in my mind, wordless, simple minded, naive, sunny, sporty, and....muscular. He has a signature standing stance, that is, separate the two feet wide, which looks so masculine. But incredibly, such a charming boy hasn't found his destiny's child. He told me, after work, he goes to the gym regularly each day for two years, and he has to come back to the kindergarten early before 8 pm, because the school location is too bleak, and he is afraid to ride a long way alone in the utter darkness. Oops. I told him I sometimes rode a bike at midnight everywhere around my home alone. Darkness and loneliness cannot get me, in spite I am so sissy and frail. I am super glad Muscle still remembers me. He said I was too impressive to forget, for I did some special performance in the Victory Hills. He also said, he felt surprised we lived in the same hometown, for our town is more.......... conservative and countryside, and I am too much for it. Well, I don't know it's compliment or not, but anyhow, I make a place in a person I care. Muscle boy, I'll see you soon, I swear.

Thursday, June 7, 2007

We Are The Southern Boys!

I have to admit I didn't guess the southern people would have been that nice. I, Oscar, exile in the southernmost tip of Formosa Island, turn over a new leaf, and create a brand new image of me. Guess what I do now every day. After work, go to a special delicious restaurant in downtown, enjoy a relaxing meal, chat with the friends, and wander on the street in the breeze. Or lie on the beach, drink beer, eat appetizers, let the waves pat me. Or dive into the ocean, let it emancipate my naked body. And of course, how can I miss the captivating flesh in the mini swimming suits...Jesus Christ, don't get me too excited. In spite that in simply simply one day after I arrived in 恆春, my glossy face was ruined... a lot of acnes are now on my face... it must be the sun, in spite I haven't passed the stool for 4 days, possibly because I ate little vegetables and I didn't adapt myself to the public toilet, staying here, I learn a new simple leisure living style, and pick up the contentment and peace in life. I guess there will be more and more interesting stories going on in the upcoming three months. But most important of all, I want to contribute many thanks to those lovely boys and nurses around me, and the naive villagers. They are super nice, friendly, and helpful. I don't clearly know whether it's their nature or it's the environment's effects, but no matter what, it's my blessings and luck for sure to encounter them, and step into their life. I love 恆春. I love south.

Wednesday, June 6, 2007

We Were The Second Team!

I cannot forget how I survived that month on 成功嶺. One month was more than a lifetime, the insults, the fears, the frustrations, etc...... However, I'm super willing to do it again, and don't want my life to miss this period of time, because of you, dear boys.
My brave comrades, we were the second team! Though we didn't win any prize then, on the contrary we suffered a lot, we should be honoured we held on to the last moment. I am so proud to be with you, to be part of this team. You know, we belonged together.
Now, we are separate in different places, doing different chores and errands, having different worries, encountering different challenges. But it's no big deal. I know you all can pull through, for we have made it through the most difficult one. Go go, team two boys! So, hopefully we can collect one day in the not far away future, with our dignity, passion, and faith in life. No matter what you do, you are the most respectable one to me, for we were the comrades, and we are the brothers. I will remember you, and please remember me.