Nyadi anak aku pagi tadi bisi enggau orang ngambi fire fighting course ba Sri Bima's. Iya siko aja indu enggau iya ke bukai laki magang,kira ke 15 iko sida,ko iya. Kebanyakan,munyi ko laut, bala ke training dia bala kitai Iban,ko iya. Sida iya tadi bisi roll call...nyadi bisi orang siko,maia nama iya di kangau,iya enda nyaut. Nyau berapa kali orang ke ngangau nama iya,lalu nadai di saut. "Tilam..Tilam..Tilam"..nadai ga nyaut. Udah nya nyau bala bukai nyaut," Nadai TILAM,AGI TINDOK! TILAM agi tindok.'ko sida nyaut. Ha..ha..Ninga bala chapuh,baru tudah sedar.
Kada ka betul nama tudah di kangau ka sida.Nyau ngagai cerita siti ga tu:
Ti kita kala berubat ba Dr. Cheu's Clinic,(semak kedai kopi 2020 tau ke seberai orang nyual sida buah semangka,nenas & macam agi buah dia) kita tentu kala sama nganti enggau bala kitai Iban ke medical check up,deka nurun ke tasik. Bala kompeni ke nganjong perkerja ke tasik selalu nguna Dr Cheu ngecheck sida. Aku suah ketawa ninga nama kitai Iban ke di kangau sida indu missi. Ti bala indu missi laut ngangau agi ulih di dinga,agi ulih di giga entelah,tang ti bala indu missi china ngangau ke nama nya iya bala kitai Iban ke nganti selalu tuchum ketawa ninga nama ke di sebut enda datai. ha..Ha..Chali chali nama ke di sebut sida,kadang kadang nama manah nyau nyadi enda manah ti di sebut sida. baka Dinin tau nyadi Tining..tining...Dindon tau nyadi Tintong...baka Tudan nyau nyadi Tutan. Bisi sekali kami dua Julia sama nganti Dr Noor meda blood test report kami duai. Benong nganti,kami duai macha report kediri empu..enda lama udah nya Julia madah ke aku,peda nuan tu,wai,ko iya nunjuk ngagai spelling nama apai iya ke di tulis missi china. Nama tudah apai aku Jugak nyau di tulis sida iya JUGAU,ko iya. Amat tuyu sida missi,ko iya. Ha..ha..kami duai bendar enkakah ketawa.
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Cerita Burung Layang
Nyadi berapa taun ke udah,rumah kami alai sida burung layang besarang. Enda aku ingat pengelama burung layang udah diau numpang senang ba kami. Bisi sekali suba,endor alai sida ka besarang di asoh aku di alit ke tukang kayu enggau plywood ngambi ke enda agi diau dia. Sida iya balat inggar,munyi burung semalau,ko jako sempama. selalu munyi ka begawai belama sida iya ti udah pulai beganjuh lemai ari. Enda entu ulih di dinga tv,ti maia sida pulai. Engka baka kitai mensia tudah burung,sama nusoi cerita,nadai ninga ka pangan,majak diri nusoi cerita ke pergi,terbai mansa menua ti di tengah sida se ari nya..di pelaba ka aku.
Ti bisi ngeluar ka hasil,enda ngawa..tu, nyau nyadi ka pengawa muai enggau nuchi taie sida iya. Bil ai,sekumbang sida badu agi diau enggau kami,nadai maioh di bayar. Suba, 'bedouble' bil ai di bayar kena nuchi taie burung. Kamah dinding luar enggau alai sida besarang laban taie burung. Lama aku ka muai tang indai aku enda ngasoh. Kapa enda besarang dia..chelap rumah bisi burung layang..(bisi nasib kini ko ati iya). Nadai jalai,ko aku,nasib nuchi taie burung aja ke bisi.
Sarang burung ka di gaga burung tu ukai sarang burung ka ulih di pakai bala. Udah sekali aku,indai yok & D kala mai sarang burung ngagai kedai ubat china,ngagai kawan,nanya ti nya sarang burung ke di beli orang beratus ringgit. Ukai,ko sida.
Ti nya sarang burung ka beratus ribu ringgit,nya baru tekemi kami sida towkay neo Agni handicrafts ngirup ice lemon tea. ha..ha..ha..
Sida sub machine gun tau ke M 16 nadai meh agi peluru ka nimbak...sama tekemi ngirup ice lemon tea.
Ti bisi ngeluar ka hasil,enda ngawa..tu, nyau nyadi ka pengawa muai enggau nuchi taie sida iya. Bil ai,sekumbang sida badu agi diau enggau kami,nadai maioh di bayar. Suba, 'bedouble' bil ai di bayar kena nuchi taie burung. Kamah dinding luar enggau alai sida besarang laban taie burung. Lama aku ka muai tang indai aku enda ngasoh. Kapa enda besarang dia..chelap rumah bisi burung layang..(bisi nasib kini ko ati iya). Nadai jalai,ko aku,nasib nuchi taie burung aja ke bisi.
Sarang burung ka di gaga burung tu ukai sarang burung ka ulih di pakai bala. Udah sekali aku,indai yok & D kala mai sarang burung ngagai kedai ubat china,ngagai kawan,nanya ti nya sarang burung ke di beli orang beratus ringgit. Ukai,ko sida.
Ti nya sarang burung ka beratus ribu ringgit,nya baru tekemi kami sida towkay neo Agni handicrafts ngirup ice lemon tea. ha..ha..ha..
Sida sub machine gun tau ke M 16 nadai meh agi peluru ka nimbak...sama tekemi ngirup ice lemon tea.
Leaving the nest
Have you ever watched how the birds build their nests? I have been very fortunate to watch their everyday activities right under my nose,so to speak. Those of you who had ever been to my house or just passing by,probably remember noticing the swiflets 'squatting' at my house. A few months ago,I think it was in October, I asked a carpenter to seal some exposed beams of my balcony with plywood because for years,countless years,the black swiftlets ( a kind of black bird that makes bird's nest which the Chinese use for medicinal purposes and the nests are costly) had been residing there,building their nests and the clan grew by the hour. You would be surprised how productive & reproductive the swiftlets are. But the swiftlets that resided at my balcony built their nests from grass,not from their saliva otherwise I would be known as 'towkay neo' sarang burung'...a rich woman just by selling their saliva made nests. We got rid of them before, but they still kept coming back,so we opened up the ceiling of the balcony again to let them stay there. Furthermore,my mum kept nagging us that we should let the birds stay there because it meant that our house was 'chelap' (cooling) and 'good'...something like that... Fortune would come our way like the swiftlets came in the hundreds. (Myth) Don't believe all that! If it had been true, my name would be on Forbe's or Forbes' list of rich people & I'd be rubbing shoulders with Oprah Winfrey. Back to the nest....
The nests were just outside where our tv room is...so when the swiftlets came back from gallivanting in the evening, around 6.30pm to 7.30pm,we could hardly concentrate watching the tv because the birds were busy chirping away. It was maddening to hear & see them trying to attach themselves to the sides of the concrete beams because not all of them had nests. Only the mother swiftlets and the newborn swiftlets stayed in the nests. A few times the baby swiflets fell from the nests onto the floor or drains. Every morning,on the pavement,they left tons & tons of s__t/ (out of respect for Joe,in case he reads this posting,I won't write the s--t word) I'll just say the birds left tons, tonnes & tonnage of birds' droppings on the floor and every morning we had to wash them away.( In case you are wondering,why Joe's name appeared when I mentioned the' s--t' word. Well, Joe had the shock of his life when he heard me saying 'dog's s--h' in our kopi shop talk. He said, his nan (his Ini/Inik) would ______ (can't remember the exact word he used) if she heard the 's--t' word. Locally, the word is loosely used to describe any kind of 'droppings' be it from the humans,the animals or the birds. Then I asked him how else or what word would be proper to call the 'droppings'? He said, "POOH!". So, POOH, it is from now onwards. Birds' pooh..dog's pooh...Rambo's pooh! ha..ha..ha..
Where was I? Back to the birds...I could see how the birds feed the baby birds in the nests with care and dedication for only a few days. Several days later, the baby birds would make an attempt to move about and trying to flap their wings. Quite a few would fall off the nests while some would get hurt as a result of the fall and would probably die. The ones that waited until they were fit & ready to fly,survived. It looked like they were impatient to leave the nests so as to see what's in store for them outside the nests. Strange,every behaviour be it from the birds or from us seems to tell a story.
The nests were just outside where our tv room is...so when the swiftlets came back from gallivanting in the evening, around 6.30pm to 7.30pm,we could hardly concentrate watching the tv because the birds were busy chirping away. It was maddening to hear & see them trying to attach themselves to the sides of the concrete beams because not all of them had nests. Only the mother swiftlets and the newborn swiftlets stayed in the nests. A few times the baby swiflets fell from the nests onto the floor or drains. Every morning,on the pavement,they left tons & tons of s__t/ (out of respect for Joe,in case he reads this posting,I won't write the s--t word) I'll just say the birds left tons, tonnes & tonnage of birds' droppings on the floor and every morning we had to wash them away.( In case you are wondering,why Joe's name appeared when I mentioned the' s--t' word. Well, Joe had the shock of his life when he heard me saying 'dog's s--h' in our kopi shop talk. He said, his nan (his Ini/Inik) would ______ (can't remember the exact word he used) if she heard the 's--t' word. Locally, the word is loosely used to describe any kind of 'droppings' be it from the humans,the animals or the birds. Then I asked him how else or what word would be proper to call the 'droppings'? He said, "POOH!". So, POOH, it is from now onwards. Birds' pooh..dog's pooh...Rambo's pooh! ha..ha..ha..
Where was I? Back to the birds...I could see how the birds feed the baby birds in the nests with care and dedication for only a few days. Several days later, the baby birds would make an attempt to move about and trying to flap their wings. Quite a few would fall off the nests while some would get hurt as a result of the fall and would probably die. The ones that waited until they were fit & ready to fly,survived. It looked like they were impatient to leave the nests so as to see what's in store for them outside the nests. Strange,every behaviour be it from the birds or from us seems to tell a story.
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