Each day is a journey that I am thankful for and like to enjoy it as much as possible before I reach my destination of Life!
Monday, October 19, 2009
Thank you Grandma...
I'd follow my grandma around because she was my role model at that time-well she still is, even after her death. She taught me about nature & life; stuff that I would have never learned from the school books. Have you ever run bare feet on the green grass? My grandma taught me to enjoy this feeling. Or have chewed on sugarcane with juice running all over your chin? My grandma told me that enjoy the sugarcane first and then worry about the sticky chin. And man was it sticky after that! How about digging for turmeric on the green hillsides and getting the dirt under the fingernails? Well...she didn't teach me this but I had this experience while replenishing our turmeric for the summer while digging in the hills & forests. These are the experiences that I still remember besides all the stories I heard after dinner when I was growing up.
If there was one person who could make you "live" in the stories,it was my grandma. My grandma was the best story teller ever! Even if she told the same stories over and over again she would tweak it ever so slightly that it seemed like it was a whole new story and somewhat familiar-if you know what I mean. After all of the kids had eaten dinner we would sit with her, I kneading her back with my small hands or walking on it to ease her pain from her daily chores. She would begin her story with my siblings and a few cousins surrounding her in the small one-room house.
She would tell stories about princesses & princes, poor people, about her childhood and sometimes about the people we knew in the village. We would giggle & sometimes get close to tears and once in a while, scared if the stories were about ghosts. Grandma would go on & on never tiring until our eyelids were drooping and then off she would shoo us to bed to join our parents in our own homes. We lived in a large compound with all the extended families, our uncles & aunts and our grandma. Grandpa had passed away when my dad had been only 14 years old. My grandma had brought up her children on her own, her 4 sons & 2 daughters by working on the 10-acre farm and selling the sugarcane to the mills. We grew up milking the cows, herding the goats or running around chasing the chicken & ducks. The hardest part for me was trying to milk the cows because as soon as they shifted their weight I'd panic and of course the cows somehow felt this and wouldn't allow me to milk them. There were horses too but girls were not allowed to ride so I never got the chance but nonetheless I still have some great memories of the farm, planting rice in the muddy fields and picking vegetables by armloads. Eating guavas, mangoes, bananas and mandarin oranges fresh off the treesThe good old days!
In summer grandma would go into the forest to gather wild turmeric or other root crops and take me with her. We would also pick little wild chili peppers and other herbs that grandma would come across. The birds would be flying & chirping in the forest and there would be flowers galore. Once in a while we'd come across little gurgling creeks and see cows grazing in the meadows among the wild ginger plants. The wild ginger flowers would be so aromatic that I would tempted to pick one but "thwack", a rough brown hand would come down on my own small one. "Don't ever pick flowers if you don't intend to make use of it". Ouch! And on & on the "lecture" would go on about nature & how we were supposed to respect it. She would see my teary face and down would come those arms to hug me and all would be back to normal. She would smell of sweet tobacco or baby powder, her only form of makeup. Thank goodness that I still remember the sting of that slap because I have learned not to abuse nature and teach my own girls the same.
Our mornings would go quickly and we would find a dry spot to sit and eat our lunch of roti & curry that grandma had brought. Sometimes she's bring sweets that she had made a few days before and had saved. Somehow the food tasted better out there. :-D We would leave early in the morning just after the others would have left for the days work and come home at dusk dragging sacks of "goodies". There were days when she would invite her other friends to accompany her to go "fishing" for prawns. I would be so excited because I knew that she would take me too. We would spend hours mending the nets and gathering stuff like flour for "bait" and pillow cases to bring the "bounty" home. We would sit on the creek banks and watch for the prawns to come out from under the rocks when the flour was thrown in the water.
Deftly grandma would scoop up the net and lo & behold there would be 4 or 5 big prawns in the net. Sometimes she would wrap some of the prawns in huge leaves that she would break off from the plants on the banks , and roast the prawns for a snack. Yummy! My mouth still waters from the memory. Those were the tastiest of the prawns I've ever eaten-with a pinch of salt, that was always tied in the corner of her scarf (wrapped in brown paper) when we went to get prawns. Only after grandma & the other ladies had gotten enough prawns for dinner, then I would be allowed to wade & play in the crystal clear water. I would bathe in it sometimes and make '"dams" to trap some little fish and play until my hands & feet were all wrinkled. By the time we reached home my clothes would be dry because usually the two mile walk would be slow with all the ladies still talking and enjoying each others company.
One of my favorite times were she would go to the monthly "club" meetings and I would tag along. There were normally 8-9 ladies who would exchange news for about 10 minutes about who had given birth, who had eloped, who had been having an affair and who's cow had been stolen etc. And then my favorite time would come; one of the younger women would read from our holy book "The Ramayan" or "MahaBharat". These were stories and stories were like oxygen to my brain. I would take it all in and revel in the moments of our religious history. One hour or so of reading form the holy books and then the hymns would be sung-some old and some new.
If I were lucky one of the women would pass me the small wood pieces to "smack" together to make music. I felt that I was definitely needed then and felt privileged and honored that they would want me to be involved. Some would bring snacks and share with all and I would be fed until I could eat no more. Once in a while some other woman would bring her granddaughter or grandson and I would get to play with them. Each one would proudly show off their grandchild as my grandma showed me off. I would smile shyly and hope that the "show & tell" would be over soon. This was not a great time for me, since I was very shy and not talkative at all but they always liked to pat me on the head and talk about my long beautiful hair and my lovely complexion. Yeah, those were the days! And I would be encouraged to "pat" the wood blocks more loudly to show that I was fully capable of joining them in their group.
Grandma would proudly pat me on the head and tell me to bring up the beat more in tune to the hymns or there were times when she would scold me when I would be lost in my thoughts and let the rythm drift off. These were the times that I cherish most. My time spent with my grandma and learning about nature, getting close to nature and about our religion. I didn't know then, that I was being prepared for my future when I would have children and would get to share my experiences with them. Little did I know then, that I would be bringing my children up in a foreign country and would have to teach them their inheritance from memory of my upbringing. There were times she would be annoying too! Like when she would want me to put up my hair in braids all the time-real tight! I would have sworn that my eyes would have popped out if she had pulled them any tighter. Oh yes, she would be really annoying when I would want to read my own story books and she would want me to do things for her especially when the story would be very very interesting. But, all that was forgiven when she gave me her time and shared her gifts about nature, music, herbs and fishing. I was blessed to have her has my grandma.
I would have to thank my grandma once again that I was one of the lucky ones that learned from the best. My grandma passed away over 22 years ago but my memories of her stories, her smile and her hugs will remain with me for the rest of my life. For these are the sweet memories and experiences that keep me grounded and have gotten me through my good times and my tough times. So, my dear readers, even if grandmas can be annoying sometimes, remember that they'll be gone someday and all we'll have left is just memories so, go and share time with them and make some wonderful memories. Grandmas can be fun also and we can sure learn a lot from their experiences! So, once again I say, "Thank you grandma"....more to come about my memorable experiences!
Saturday, September 26, 2009
The Endless Night...
This had been the seventh hurricane or cyclone I could remember very clearly and some vividly. What a night it had been-the roaring of the wind, the never ending rain beating on the tin roof and the crashing of objects into each other all night long. Before it all began, there had been excitement of getting prepared for the hurricane coming our way. Neighbors helping each other boarding the windows, tying down objects so that they wouldn't be flown away by the furry of the high winds. We all knew the routine-making sure there was enough drinking water & food to last the next day just in case we wouldn't be able to get out of the house.
There was a certain excitement mixed with fear-will this be as bad as the last hurricane or will we be spared? These were the thoughts running through my mind while helping mom prepare dinner and carrying enough water into our bedroom to last the night. My brothers helped dad nail boards to the windows and one of the doors. We sat around reading and talking and relaxed but yet had an ear out for the sounds of the rising wind and the rain beating on the tin roof. It was only 7 o'clock in the evening and we were in the beds. Well....we moved into the 2 bedroom house so that we would be all together, my two brothers, sister, I and our parents. As far as we knew our cousins and their families were already safely in their homes. We put down some blankets on the floor and lay there listening to the wind picking up and once in a while the heavy gusts would pick up some loose can or some other stuff and throw it down against the house. Crash! We would be startled and sit up looking at each other.
The radio was at full blast relaying the path of the hurricane and it was definately coming our way. Somehow I had dozed off until I heard my mom say something loud. There was a leak in the roof and water was dripping onto one of the beds. We quickly got a bucket to put under the leak but soon that was full too. Within an hour or so the wind had picked up even more and there was water coming in through the inside walls of our home. Crack! The tin roof from our parents side of the house was torn and now we could hear the howling wind even closer and feel the rush of cold air from the other room. My dad came into our room and between my brothers and him they tried to block the door so that our room could be saved from the rushing wind and the cold rain. They put one of the beds against that door and we turned around to see a stream of water coming down from the roof over our bed. The voice of the anouncer could barely be heard above the humdrum of the high wind and rain so we turned the radio off. Now, it was only us six. Cut off from the rest of the world. We didn't have television sets then-that wasthe late seventies.
My dad asked us to crawl under the bed-the only one remaining now. By now water was pouring in from the torn roof and forming a puddle in our room but the main concern for us was that if the roof collapsed, we would be crushed. So, quickly we crawled under the bed pulling the blankets & covers underneath us to keep ourselves dry. Needless to say we didn't sleep a wink hunched down under the bed with the six of us, scared and hoping that morning would come soon enough. All night long we sat there and soon the water was coming underneath the bed and soaking up the blankets. Now, we couldn't even move around so, we kept quiet and thankful that at least our lives were spared and that we were all together. Once in a while we'd hear a dog or cat and knew that they had been left outside. We knew that our chicken were probably soaked to the skin and that they might not survive by morning. Morning came at last and our cousin had come to look for us, to see how we had fared. It took 3 strong men to pull open the door-yes, the door had remained shut but the roof had flown away. :-D After pulling the debri away they found us all wet, tired and shivering and safe. Thank goodness for that bed which saved us-we came out and thanked God over & over for our lives.
All around us was debri, from fallen trees, broken branches, twisted tin roofs, trash, dishes from our fallen kitchen and clothes flown from who knows whose home? We all knew the drill. The men got to cleaning, the ladies started picking up dishes & clothes to wash...well whatever we could save. We were the lucky ones because we lived on a hill, some of the people who lived down below had their homes washed away by the flood waters and had lost everything. At least we could wash our dishes and clothes and had come out of the hurricane safe. There was help from a lot of people. My uncle offered his home to us,to stay until ours was rebuilt. Neighbors brought us food and clean,warm blankets. All would be back to normal, given some time.
Yes, there was a quiet after the storm and that was one night to remember? It was an experience, a scary one but one which I can easily relive now & again when I hear of hurricanes and floods. That was one night that is going to stay in our memories forever. What an experience, definately a memorable one but I wouldn't want to repeat it for sure.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Forecast: Hot, Humid,Torrential Rain & tons of fun!
"Tonight's the night we're gonna make it happen.... I'm so excited and I just can't hide it, And I know I know I know I know I know I want you, We shouldn't even think about tomorrow, Sweet memories will last for long long time, We'll have a good time, Baby, don't you worry.....~ by this time most of you probably have realized where these words are from-yes, they are the lyrics from-I'm so excited...by Pointer Sisters. Everytime I hear this song I am taken back to the time I watched them in concert in the grounds of the Capitol -Washington D.C on Fourth of July,2001.
What a night that was-cold, wet and full of excitement & tons of fun! Talk about toughing it out-D.C in Summer-hot & humid and then suddenly the torrential rains. It rained so hard that not even the umbrella's were of any use-yet we still had them up...funny! My daughters' hair were pasted to the head and even they didn't care that it was cold rain--not very cold like California rain but cold nonetheless. Anyhow, this was the end of our vacation-the whole 7 days we had been in D.C it had barely rained and of all days it had to rain the 4th of July when the fireworks were supposed to go off. Well,let me go back from day 1 and take you all on a tour of D.C, the Capitol of our nation and the surrounding areas.
Day 1-The D.C area itself-restaurants, shops, museums, parks and coffe shops-we walked and walked and walked. We had parked our car at the hotel because finding parking in D.C is not easy. Good thing we had packed our walking shoes. We bought maps and simply walked and stopped when we needed to drink something or just rest. From the Smithsonian to the White House, to the Union Station and on to the museums. Sometimes we got on the buses/shuttles (we had bought whole day passes) to drop us off a street and we didn't care where we were as long as we were within the D.C area.
Day 2-We decided to go into the Smithsonian Museum-wow! what history-I'm a fanatic of historical stuff so I was practically drooling! The Hope Diamond, Aircrafts- Air & Space museum, Native American artifacts-The American History, Natural History with Dinosaurs, Minerals,Darwin's Legacy, and all those neat stuff...next the Art Museums--fascinating art-modern & ancient.
Day 3- We did some more Art Museums and the Union Train Station-with the Union Plaza-oh yeah! Shopping!! The best part-I don't know how many shops had been there then but there were plenty enough for us. The girls had just begun to shop at a "upper" level store-but other stores were still OK. LOL .We walked around, ate lunch at a park-at the "Smithsonian Festival of American Folklife" had been on then-and then walked back to the hotel--a 1.3 miles (one way)-coming back my daughters did complain of being tired but not cranky so my husband & I were both glad.
Day 4 -The National Archives-amazing collection! From music, science , books, to letter written by the past presidents. That was fun for all of us. That evening we had gone out to eat (previously we would eat in the hotel restaurant). There was this nice Indian restaurant a few blocks away from our hotel so we decided to walk there-by the 4th day my husband & I had begun to miss the "masala"-spicy food. :-D We had an execellent experience.
Day 5-We took the tour bus to the Arlington area,Lincoln Memorial,Jefferson Memorial, Washington Memorial, Vietnam Wall, Korean Wall & to the Capitol and that was a whole day affair too. We must have stood in line for over an hour before we could enter the Capitol-fascinating place! The Monument Tours were great also. All kinds of artwork & history over there also-well this was the place where historic events took place.
Day 6-We drove this time to Mount Vernon-George Washinton's Estate & Garden-gorgeous place! It was an amazing place with the Potomac River down below and the home & the beautiful gardens and walkways with flowers everywhere! We spent the half the day at Mt. Vernon and then drove through Baltimore, MD to Gettysburg Battlefield. What beautiful countryside it was. If you can imagine-green fields and pasture with white fences and red barns. Only thing that Ididn't like was that the freeway/highway signs weren't as great as California-you don't know how good you have it until you don't.
In California (from my experience) the signs gave ample time to make an exit if you were paying attention of course but in Maryland & Virginia it was so different. Gettysburg was an adventure in itself-we drove around slowly enjoying the green hillsides and gorgeous views of farms and of course the battlefields where the civil war had been fought. We stopped in the town to eat lunch, walked around to buy some souveniors but didn't linger much because the forecast had been of torrential rain. So, off we went back to D.C enjoying the drive back-we had gone around in a circle to come back to the hotel. Sorry readers-no ghost stories! Maybe if we had spent the night at Gettysburg? Oh well...maybe next time! We did pass Hagerstown, the outlet mall with over 100 brand-name stores. Funny how the girls noticed the sign to Hagerstown. :-D
We were beat that day! Got some fast food that day-were too tired to sit in the restaurant.Ate in our bedroom and went to bed--well my husband & I did-the girls were still excited about that day's sightseeing.
Day 7-Fourth of July! The other 6 days the weather hadn't been bad-it had rained in the night after being a little humid in the evening but this morning we work up sweating. Oh no and today was the 4th of July Parade. The concierge had informed us to leave early to get a nice spot to sit or stand so that we could watch the parade close up. So, away we went-must have waited over an hour on Constitution Ave before the first marching band showed up-the parade was great-we would have enjoyed it much more if it wasn't for the humidity that day- it was a long parade -60 units we had been informed and it was HOT! There must have been over 30 marching bands plus the very creative floats. After a quick lunch we walked back and took a nap that afternoon before we went to the Capitol to watch the concert and the fireworks.
It had been raining on & off after the parade (thank goodness) so we bought a couple of umbrellas and took the local bus to the Capitol-we had to walk a few blocks because the roads had been blocked for the crowd. And what a crowd--the West Lawn was covered with tents & people. It was exciting! The National Symphony Orchestra performed and Tchaikovsky's '1812 Overture' was played accompanied by spectucular fireworks over the Washington Monument. The M.C was Barry Bostwick and the performers were Luther Vandross, The Irish Tenors & The Pointer Sisters -this was a 20th annual Capitol 4th on the West Lawn of the Nation's Capitol. Half way through the concert, it began to pour and we were soaked to the bone. And yet we sat there with strangers maybe not so-after clapping & screaming with them for 90 minutes and not caring a bit that we perhaps looked like wet chicken( but not so smelly) :-D.
We tried to use the umbrella's to avoid the rain but even the umbrella's gave in and pretty soon rain began to dribble onto us by coming through. My daughter's were still smiling when we got up to go--should we even put on our shoes? They were muddy & wet! We must have ran all the way to where the baracades were and hailed a taxi cab back to the hotel and finished watching the fireworks from there without any obstruction of the view of the Washington Monument-Amazing Fireworks! The cab driver didn't care that we were wet & muddy and we were very appreciative of that. What an adventure! What better place to celebrate the Independence Day of our nation but in the Capitol itself?
We took warm showers again and began packing for our trip back home. Our flight was to leave around 12:00 noon the next day from Baltimore and we were supposed to leave the hotel at 10:00 a.m. We set the alarm and crashed into our beds until the alarm woke us up in the morning-into the showers we jumped and down we went to get our final breakfast at the hotel restaurant. We waved goodbye to Washington D.C-our Nation's Capitol sadly but yet giddy with excitement with all the wonderful memories to take back home to California-to remember for the rest of our lives! Will I do it again? Absolutely-I/we still had so much to see-this time around we'll take our rain gears! :-D
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Spring, Savings and A Learning Experience!
Real Wealth starts in your mind and ends in your pocket! http://www.secretsofthemillionairemind.com/a/?wid=528088. Here's some thoughtful & inspirational thoughts/ideas sent to me by one of my good friends. I thought I'd share...& the book to read is "The Millionaire Next Door" by Thomas J. Stanly & William D Danko. You'd be surprised at what you learn.
For A Sensational Spring Cleaning .....
Experience Life. Sign up for a community walk or fun run and lift your spirits; picnic at your favorite park or lake and take in the beauty of your surroundings; or enjoy laughing and playing games online games at Pogo.com. Research tells us the feelings we get from experiencing life make us happier and help us find joy.
See Hope. Pick a color, any color and paint just one wall in your apartment or room to create energy, passion and joy. Try purple for spirit and hope, or yellow for happiness. For a quick splash of life, buy new hand towels for every bath in your home. Behavioral science shows color positively affects our blood pressure, stress, and energy level.
Smell Well. Find healing in your favorite aromatherapy soap, lotion, or room freshener. Lavender, chamomile and vanilla help you relax, peppermint and orange provide mental clarity. Jasmine lifts your mood to instill a sense of optimism.
Feel Happy. Keep a shawl, in your favorite color, in a drawer nearby and occasionally wrap yourself in it – try 3 times a day. Like a self imposed hug, you’ll feel healed and settled or the renewed energy of self love. You may even experience the physical and emotional well-being of a simple hug, including reduced stress and increased happiness.
Taste Tea Health. Start drinking. Good and good for you, the healing properties of black, green and ginger tea increase mental alertness while lowering blood pressure, preventing cancer and osteoporosis, reducing risk for stroke, and promoting a healthy heart and body.
Hear Soul. Download your favorite tunes to your iPod and find five minutes in the morning and in the afternoon to listen, dance, or sing to de-stress. Listening to your favorite music releases the calming chemical serotonin into your body. Singing releases physical tension, oxygenates the blood, and liberates suppressed emotions. Whether you listen, sing or move to music, you’ll benefit from its healing qualities.
If you need a clothesline go to--http://www.clotheslineshop.com/--or visit your local hardware store...Did you know...1. clotheslines can save you money?2. electric dryers use 5 - 10 percent of residential energy?3. clothes and sheets smell better when hung outside?4. solar dryers save energy, thus preventing pollution?5. fabrics last longer when air dried?6. spending a few minutes out in the sun is good for your skin?
Oh,and regarding the PLAY JAR money we are saving for...I didn't tell you yet..with the PLAY Jar money we're going to go to the Gold Country--Columbia/Jamestown CA - to search for GOLD...will write about that in my future blogs...I'm sure we'll have lots of fun! Till then keep smiling and enjoy Spring! Make some changes and remember Trouble does not last forever...this too shall pass...(on our economy). Take good care!
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Steering My Boat In The Rain
What a wonderful way Lacey has put it. Isn't it true for all of us? The smell of something that takes us to that moment in time. Likewise,I have a special memory from my childhood that's triggered by smell and my what a great memorable experience that was. Who would have thought that after all these years it keeps creeping back to entice me, to make me smile and makes me feel like I am there back in the past! The smell of the first rain would always trigger that moment back about 40 years ago, when my silblings, cousins & I would play in the warm rain,jumping ,shrieking and laughing. I don't even know why we even had umbrellas because most of the time our heads weren't even covered-we'll be twirling them around & around, and of course making sure that we got wet-yes, thoroughly wet! Drinking the rainwater by opening our mouths and looking upwards - as it fell from the sky. Draindrops hitting our upturned faces and then making the way into our mouths. The first rain had that smell mixed with soil and of green grass and of course that smell stayed with me for the rest of my life. I remember that we'd hop from one puddle to another and always chose to be on the green grass where the water ran clear.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Into the Woods and On The Way To Klamath Falls
Mt. Shasta,CA
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Breathtaking views of the Oregon Coast
Monday, February 16, 2009
Yet Another Memorable Experience
All men dream but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake in the day to find that it was vanity; but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dream with open eyes to make it possible. ~T.E. Lawrence
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"The talent of success is nothing more than doing what you can do, well."~Henry W. Longfellow
"If you can imagine it, you can achieve it; if you can dream it, you can become it." ~William Arthur Ward
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Friday, February 6, 2009
Traveling the Redwood Hwy 101-North
This drive through tree is for very small cars.
These are views from our hotel room in Crescent City. Gorgeous aren't they?