Saturday, November 28, 2015

[Trekking] The harmony of Water and Woods - Shuiyang senlin (水漾森林)

Team: GoforWild
Time: 2015/10
Place: Alishan town (阿里山) and Shanlinxi town (杉林溪), Nantou
Difficulties: **(1.5/5)

We are now continue on the section of A Xi trekking trail, after Songshan mt.


Harmony of water - blue sky and misty forest in morning.


Mianyue - Sleeping under Moonlight


First, let me come back with he myths telling origin of the term Mianyue, which was name under Japanese rule time; before the forest nam was named Bopizai (薄皮仔林, which mean cypress forest). Although we now moving from Songshan Mt. to Shuiyang, getting further and further from Mianyue Area, but later, we're gonna pay a visit to Mianyue Divine tree, and you'd definitely regret if missing this fantasy story. 



Photo credit: Max

Kawai Shitarō(河合鈰太郎) had arrived first time at this area of forest in 1906 in a project of forest exploration and exploitation. It was told that he lied on a big rock platform near Shigupan stream and enjoyed that terrific moonlight, which shone through thick dense giant trees' top and illuminated the silent woods. Every breathing life was sank in extremely beautiful quietness. I bet that every camper would desperately want to experience this moment, a peaceful and harmony night with moonlight and quiet forest.

13 years later he came back exactly the same area, which then already a well- developed logging camp. It was no doubt that's his expectation of being embraced by moonlight and natural forest hardly came true. Bemoaning for the old beauty now only exist in his memories and dreams, he wrote a poem which literally means: 


"Axes now entering the green hills, felling all the thousand-year-old ancient trees, old days stone bed covered with lush green mosses is now traceless, harmony of the stream was only moaning from past glory time..."


His poems were an exact prediction of what had happened later, years of poor planning forest exploitation leave us many giant tree roots. Photo credit: Max

The area was later named Mianyue - Sleeping under the Moonlight, as a sweet memories of Shitaro's pleasant experience of sleeping in juggle under moonlight. As usual, we'd never treasure anything until we missed it. It can be a attractive fantasy to tell about the woods, or a painful lesson of over exploitation. 


Mianyue Divine Tree (Mianyue shenmu, 眠月神木)


I visited Divine Tree in my second time comeback to Shuiyang forest, entering from the other end: Shanlinxi. It took us two hours around from the lakeside camp to the tree. Therefore, only if you made arrival at campsite before 13:00pm in advance, additional journey to old divine tree was  such an enjoyable leisure activities in afternoon. It was a bit steep from the start with all big rocks and roots. Keep hiking up for half an hour; after then the path was quite flat, however, it was stacked with falling tree trunks after several vigorous tropical storms. You can cross over them easily, just a little sad that uphills there were less and less tree rooted in soils. 


On the way from campsite to Divine tree. Photo credit: Max 


Taiwan has her own term for a great giant ancient tree:  Shenmu (神木), which literally means trees of God, Divine trees. Deification phenomenon was settled on two conditions: whether the trees were a sacred worship of indigenous to God  and Goddesses in ritual ceremonies, or whether the trees are old enough to be Deity themselvesBasically, any tree that was more than 1000 years old, It would be respectfully and sincerely called Shenmu. 


Photo credit: GoforWild


And guess what? This giant 4100-year-old tree seems to be Taiwan oldest cypress tree (menoki). Not kidding? 4100 years? Yeah, I double check its information and it stated that way. Despite of the years, Mianyue Divine tree was not at first rank for its size. Nevertheless,  48 m height and 17.8 m of radiation  were quite impressive numbers, the tree looks like a big wall  in middle of forest, especially when you compare it with surrounding newly raising small tree trunks. 



Photo credit: Max

Sunday, November 1, 2015

[Trekking] Once upon a trail: A-Xi trekking trail (阿溪縱走)

Team: Yuanze Mt. Club and GoforWild
Time: 2012/6 and 2015/10
Place: Alishan town (阿里山) and Shanlinxi town (杉林溪), Nantou
Difficulties: **** (4/5) for the whole trail, **(1.5/5) for section to Shuiyang. 



A-Xi trekking trail 2012 (Photo credit: Monica Liu)


1. Once upon a trail: Alishan  - Xitou 


Back to its glory days during 1970s-1980s, a hiking trail had been settled in the woods of Nantou District by Taiwan China Youth Corps . The original trail was in total of 32 km, start from Xitou to Alishan which runs along side of Xitou Giant Trees logging road up to Shanxi highway, Liulongtou, Andingwan, Shanlinxi logging camp, No.9 Trailhead, which later meet up with Mianyue Divine Tree, Shihou (Stone Monkey), Mianyue station, Tashan station and final destination, famous Alishan mountain scenic spot, which called Xi-A vertical trek. 

Running along redwoods and cedar, the trail was relaxed and enjoyable. Especially it was featured with several railway stations, which made 32 km seems an acceptable distance. Once, young people used to sit in the train, looked out window for continuous ranges of green forest and enjoyed its fresh pure air. Then they made an easy walk on logging road or good conditioned forest path to the other end of the trail, or pitched a tent elsewhere to stay for one more night in arms of mother nature. Doubtlessly, the trail attracted hundreds of thousands visitors and won a great fame for its name. 

Wednesday, October 7, 2015

[Trekking] Chialo Lake - scattering pearls from fairyland (宜蘭加羅湖)


Team: GoforWild
Time: Sep 26-27, 2015
Place: Siji Village, Yilan
Difficulties: ** (2/5),  steepy forest with big tree roots, and all year round wet mud, and bushes of trenchant miscanthus.



1. Tales of Chialo lake:


There is one tale tells a story in the elder day, a beautiful fairy accidentally drop off her mirror, broken to shiny pieces of misty lakes. Another story tells this lake group is a scattering pearls from hand of a pretty peri. The biggest and most beautiful lake was named after mountain Chialo. 

At the height of 2300m and moist lake group environment, Chialo lake easily get foggy and sudden change of weather. Foggy smokes and rains cover the lake mysteriously, meanwhile beams of sunshine makes it look fairy-land alike. Together with its reflections, the lake mystique unlimitedly expands and forms a scene of mirrored wonderworld. 

Scattering pearls from fairyland


2. Cypress woods: 


At the moderate to high altitudes of 1000–2900, green coniferous forest. This including two kind of famous cypresses that can be found here: Chamaecyparis taiwanensis (hinoki, 扁柏) and Chamaecyparis formosensis (meniki,紅檜), both are very valuable timbers. How to distinguish those two ones? Basically, even looks quite the same, however, differences still can be found in their smells and growing directions of leaves. Hinoki is solid and shows greater in quality then Meniki.


A walk in the woods

Saturday, October 3, 2015

[Book] The 100-year-old man who climbed out the window and disappeared

Author: Jonas Jonasson  
Year: 2009



I agree with first phrase of Marie Claire's review of  this book, such a a playful book; however, in my opinion, it's more than remind us to live life to the fullest, it's a review of significant events and memoirs in 20th century. It's hard to believe what happened in Allan life, or in fact, it's impossible to happen. Even though, I guess everyone would love to listen to stories of grandpa life long experience; especially when they represent the social context and movement then. By learning the past from the elderly,  you'd get a clearer idea of how incredibly this world moved on. 

Allan view of politics and religions
Growing up experience social political system changed rapidly, Allan define himself as no interested in any politics related topics and refuse to pick a side. Ironically, later his life always crushed in complex relationship with well known politician from all over the sides: Fascist, Capitalist, Communist, Socialist. By accidentally had the only Capitalist of the town exploded into pieces, forecast his successful life as a destroyer and confusing implication with political strategic. I'm quite impression with the way the writer arrange Allan met up with all great politician like Truman, Song Meiling, Stalin, Mao, Kim Young Il...


With his rich experience, Allan always affirm his attitude towards religion, atheist. From the earlier history, there's a firm connections between religion and power control. Since the date Christian had become official religion of Roman Empire, it gained power and shared glory with those Majesty. The pastor in Iran brings along the idea of how far religious propaganda can be seriously taken? When you found your endless and enlightenment, should you go further by spreading this delight to others? The pastor no doubt want to relieve public sorrow; however, his way of combine religious and politics made faith been forced but not a freely choice. No one has the right to  force others to do or follow anything. Too much propaganda for an unclear purpose in a large scale, and even worse, not at the right time can lead to tragedy. 
"To keep on saying the same thing over and over again thus served no purpose."

Monday, July 13, 2015

[Trekking] Fuji Mt. - spiritual temple of Japan

  • Height: 3776m
  • Team: A-lone 
  • Time: July, 2014
  • Place: Kawaguchiko, Japan
  • Trail Ascend: Yoshidaguchi Trail head. (850m), Yamanashi Prefecture. 
  • Trail Descend: Fujinomiya trail, 5th station (2400m), Shizuoka Prefecture.
  • Difficulties: ** (2/5), since it's summer hike.


This moment --- when the sun is rising on top of Fuji Mt. 

Intro:
1. Admission: 

Usually, trails are open from early July to mid September! You can check for more details here: Fuji Climb season. If climbing season ends, you need to ask for permission. 



2. Number of trails: 

a. Yoshida: oldest and longest, not steep; since ancient time, it's official trail that hold many holy rituals. Most of the mt. huts gather on this trail.
b. Fujinomiya:This route is the shortest and lowest in elevation among the four trails and, therefore, is the second most popular course next to the Yoshida Trail.
c. Subashiri: east side of Mount Fuji. You start from a lower elevation than Yoshida Trail. This trail is characterized by the abundance of plants and trees up to an elevation of around 2,700 m and the sand run on the descending trail. The trail is suited to climbers with experience because there are fewer huts.
d. Gotemba: starting from the elevation of 1,440 m, is an exceptionally difficult route compared with the other routes in both distance and the difference in elevation.

More details here: Fuji mt. Route






Trails of Fuji Mt. Source: Japan Guide




3. Access: 
Train JR Tokaido Shinkansen Line 'Kodama': Tokyo Station > Shin-Fuji Station (1 hour and 15 minutes) or Fuji Kyuko Bus: 2 hours and 15 minutes 
Local bus to North Sengen Shrine (height: 850m)

4. Mt huts booking: 
Every station there're many huts. But my personal opinion 8th station would be the best height to stay, for 2 reasons: first I started from trail head, and second, at least you have some distance to walk until the summit. You dun want to go there too fast when it's still dark and cold. 
One of the huts in 8th station is :http://www.mfi.or.jp/fujisan/. I booked and get all email contacted by Japanese, they dont use English in email but speak English, luckily. No deposit required, I guess because Japanese do business by credit. So if you booked the hut, please do come. 
I stayed there, dinner is ok, nice staff; however, breakfast is sth you shouldn't put too much expectation. The hut was full and you just get right enough place to lay down, sleeping bag already well-prepared. (And for this trip I brought my own, no need to get it out. Don't have a lot of place to move comfortably, also don't have time; you gonna be hurry in the morning.)

Hiking Notes:



I've heard that it's quite an ugly mt. to hike, without any trees and fauna and you have to queue in line to get to the top. Uhm, my word is: it depends. Beauty lies the eyes of beholder and the holiness stays in the heart of devout. As the spirit of Japan, Fujisan nowadays more like a sight seeing spot than a mountain.


However, my worry is the capacity of Mt. Fuji to hold thousand of ppl in this high season? Ppl line up miles away and moving slowly to the top. One of the big rock fell down and thrilled through right in front of me (yay, just me, among the huge crowd, just me, how can ???? ), luckily it just get my legs bruised. Back to the main point, how can a mt. suffer such a huge crowd trample on? Once upon a time, she's a holy mt. , a sacred goddess. At present, to many ppl, she's just a must-go-sight-seeing when visit Japan.Fuji became one of the most visited mt. of the world. 



Japan take really good on hiking trail management. Easy to access to hiking trail head by bus. Good condition hiking trail. safe and clear trail, convenient mountain huts attract thousand of hikers, tourists visit every summer.Mt. hut like a small convenience store, just 3 times expensive than the original price. Guiding station and first aid station along the way. Bio-toilets are everywhere (from a humorous perspective, excrement is everywhere, and if the mt. active again, I'm not sure that the magma is the thing gonna be threw to the air. :)) )



Let's review some scenic ard Fuji first, before officially step on the trail to this sacred mt. 
The Japanese say that the clouds that cover the tops of other peaks only curl around the foot of Fuji. Its summit, a lofty place of contemplation, provides an attractive sanctuary for the deities, who dwell there free from the sorrow that trouble the world below.


View from Kawaguchi station



Sengen Jinja Torii: Away from Kawaguchi station 10-15 mins walk (as I remember) is this can't  miss scenic spots. 



Fuji Sengen Jingja Torii (aiks, the cloud cover the sacred mt.)


Fuji North Sengen Shrine, formally known as Kitaguchi Hongū Fuji Sengen Jinja (北口本宮冨士浅間神社, "North Entrance Fuji Sengen Shrine"), is the main Sengen Shrine on the north side of the mountain. Means there are other shrines from other sides? And the head shrine of them all? Let's talk about it later in my other series of Japan Shrines. 



View of Fuji Sengen Shrine


View of Fuji Sengen Shrine

The main deity worshiped and was symbol of Fuji Mt. is Konohana (木花咲耶姫goddess. 
Konohana Sakuya Hime originally had little or no connection with Mount Fuji. Sometime between the 14th and 16th centuries, the belief arose among the people of the region that she would protect them from eruptions of the volcano as she had her newborn son from the flames of the burning bower. During the Tokugawa period, between 1600 and 1868, the Fuji-ko [Fuji mountain-climbing] movement confirmed Konohana Sakuya Hime as the principal goddess of the sacred mountain. She is now the central deity in major Shinto shrines at the base of the volcano and on the rim of its crater. 
Ironically, until late 19th century, women was banned from trekking to the summit, only can reach to very low station and must turn back. 


View at Sengen Shrine Trailhead, by that time, the enchantress walked by. Seems I was brought to ancient time.

Thursday, June 11, 2015

[Writing] Up in the air

When people are young, they looking for where to go? 
 When they get old, thought of where to return
 raised from deep down their mind.
 
-Nguyen Ngoc Tu-

Sunset, left its last and most gorgeous light (2015/02 from Vietnam to Taoyuan)

For me, I know the answer for the second question, problem is when? When will I be ready for that? Since I always drag along excitedly where is next destination to waste my youth, to feel my breath and my heart, to widen my vision, to up side down my prejudice and to surprise the naive me. For years, I wandered, to nowhere. Pass by, look at strange things; and eat and sleep and play dump.  


Always looking for yellow egg sun whenever coming back home, and imagine I would take its picture falling down with background of the vast tropical fields, or enormous rivers, or simpler, right at the park next to my home. What a joke, the biggest and most beautiful sunset, appeared daily then in Formosa, on the way I get back to Yuanze Uni.; and appears right now on 8000m height more or less,  outside the window of the plane carrying me back to Formosa. Oh Formosa! 

The journey started with 6 holly words repeatedly, flowing softly from my lips: All Money back ma home (no offense), the way my humpty dumpty brain learnt by heart “Om mani padme hum” . Anything related to money can be easily remembered. Six words match to one pace of breathing, bring calm and peacefulness. Praying to all God I know for a safe flight.  Hilarious me! More than 10 times moving by planes around and now I start praying for a safe flight. 

Fears now replaced the eagerness on flight to Formosa 4 years ago, the first one in life. Soon my eagerness about flying was erased, instead came the exciting of watching Inception in that 7 inches LCD. Second flight came one and a half year later, Tiger Air transfer to Singapore first, heading home 2 days later; too bad I can't recall what special about that, except for their advertisements selling stuffs that nobody want to buy (I guess) and a great despair of English announcements, which I later get used to  flying with Air Asia and now Vietjet. 


Ah, small enlightenment then is the Malaysian guy next by sharing his recently taken photos, one sporty brown guy with a lens camera is enough to make me giggle all the way home. He left splendid thousand tropical suns in my heart, by introducing places  to go if visit Singapore. I then listened but hardly heard for all my energy was focus on my eyes and my lips, force the most elegant smile ever among >20 years I ever been on earth.  Maybe he saw my thirst, offering a can of coke or whatever I don't remember. Who care? Don't you see the little me is busy jumping up and down and dancing Honolulu on Hawaii beach? Reflecting lights dancing on surface of twinkle water, and a long bold line staying still between two coasts.

Monday, April 27, 2015

[Writing] 浴廁之內

舒服自在猶如在家裡,除了媽媽的廚房、媽媽的床以外,或許就是浴室與廁所了。浴廁的重要,至今才深深體悟到。外出需要上廁所第一個反應總是皺眉頭,上到乾淨的廁所即使出遊開心的前提。上山也是,那種對面是雄壯的南湖山及被熏死三六九的茅廁完全是不一樣的感覺。哦,不對,剛剛在浴室沖熱澡想到的不是在這些地方,要先從宿舍講起。不,先從今天我的浴廁如何被侵犯講起。

前兩個禮拜,洗臉台莫名其妙的堵塞,洗澡也會小淹水,前兩天洗澡ING燈泡忽然變暗一半。今天來了一個水電工,不,是一對水電工作人員。中間的過程跳過不講,也沒什麼好講。他對工作致敬到徒手徒腳吐血幫我弄好洗手台,我要尊重前代為台灣發展默默作出貢獻的人。我對吃檳榔與抽煙的都沒意見,我外婆嚼檳郎,老爹老弟都抽煙;但是大叔你在我浴廁內吐檳郎丟煙蒂,不小心還一腳踩爛檳郎渣,我不對你翻白眼也不行。還真好奇在陌生人的廁所內吃檳榔和抽煙會是什麼樣的滋味呢?目前這間廁所沒有抽風機,相當封閉的空間,每當洗完澡都要全開門讓它風乾。他離開後,我花了一個小時多把我的廁所整理,最後還特地泡了香噴噴的柔衣劑熏香浴廁。一打開馬桶禁不住飚了粗話,甘,馬桶一片紅通通;邊洗洗刷刷,邊想念家裡的浴廁。

很小很小的時候,浴廁大概只有兩平米吧的空間吧。一個蹲廁所、一個半米的平台加一個半米高的水池,阿,那就只有一平半,洗澡時面對水池背對蹲式馬桶。水池上有鐵絲的天井,白天有充裕的陽光,晚上有一閃閃的星星,開玩笑的啰,最好看得到星星。洗早前要踏上池墻把樹白色膠板子扣上鐵絲網,不然洗到一半看到隔壁家的人影就刺激了,那麼剛好隔壁家有二樓的花園。初中吧,洗澡間一抬頭還他媽的看到了人影,慌到一路騎車騎到那小鎮最高的橋,傻傻地坐著發呆地看日落照耀蕩漾白江水,很久很久之後就默默地回家了。下雨也要扣上塑膠板,因為池裡有養魚,魚魚會跟著水越過池門跳到平台與水池一手掌寬的排水溝。剛開始有小魚大魚游來游去,到重建屋子之前只剩一條黑色的魚。我懷疑它已經成精了,一直吵媽媽炸著吃掉好不好。後來它的游到哪裡去,已不詳。浴廁的門是一塊腐朽的鐵板,上半邊還漏了一條縫隙。那時候老爹僱用矮高胖三個哥哥幫忙做工,所以每次洗澡前,要塞髒衣服到夾縫間,也不知道是誰叫的。吵架生氣的時候,爛鐵門忿怒地使勁力甩一把,還是沒甩壞,上鎖。靠在池邊看魚兒看青苔,看夠了就開門出去,那時候大人應該也走了。

Sunday, March 29, 2015

[Trekking] Beidawu Mt. - town of cloud (北大武山)

Team: YZMC 
Time: Jan 20-23, 2015
Place: Pingtung-Taitung border
Difficulties: **** (4/5), since I din trek for half year + steepy with tree roots + muds + raining 

Intro 
     Beidawu mt. (北大武) locate in the border of Taitung and Pingtung county, the name literally means North Dawu, for there're South and West Dawu also, but less favorite trekking route for theirs difficulty and dangerous. Dawu in aboriginal language "karoroan" (which tribe?) means “very broad vision”.


For reference, this old drawing map would help. As you see, North Dawu (北大武山) and South Dawu (南大武山). For the position, I think Dawu mt. (大武山) is now called West Dawu (西大武山) (photo from internet)

    The mt. is 3092m height - highest peak of south Central Mt. Range and highest points of local regions. Rated as one of the 5 typical peaks of Taiwan, together with Jade(玉山), Snow (雪山), Nanhu mt (南湖大山), Hsiuguluan mt. (秀姑巒山). Total length is 9k from trail head, the one and only cabin  in half way (檜谷山莊).


In front of the cabin, with YZMC (2015 Jan)


      Near to the cabin, At 3.8k there's very nice view point call Guangmingding (光明頂), ideal for enjoying sunset and sea of cloud. Now the meaning very broad vision comes quite clear. It said in nice weather, from top of mt.  even Lanyu island (蘭嶼島) can be seen and from the edges, at night hikers can enjoy light of the town below. On the trip in Jan 2015, I didn't see any of them at all, it was  raining all along the day we headed to the top. Fortunately, the sun smiled at us sometime and gave some nice scene at 3.8k. 

Trekking route GPS (from internet)

Historical and Cultural 
     In wikipedia, it's mentioned that Beidawu is considered a holy mt. of Paiwan tribe (排灣族) who had been living here for long long time, symbol for The tribe's wisdom and culture. However, as I know, there's one ancestral temple near top of mt, Dawuci (大武祠) and inside placed one stone tablet of Stemona snake totem of Rukai tribe (魯凱族). Back to Dawuci itself, it was build in 1931 (under Japan rule time), with very typical Japanese shrine gate (torii). What a pity, in 2015 Jan when I came visited, it collapsed. 

Photo from internet

Saturday, March 21, 2015

[Trans] Midnight restaurants (Quán khuya)

Original: Nguyễn Ngọc Tư, Mấy cụm khói rời, Đong tấm lòng, 2015, HCMC: Tre Publisher.
Copy right belong to author. This translation only my hobbies and respect to her works.


Sudden light brighten between two broken sleeps, those kiosks places at sides of the country road, selling food at midnight til breaking dawn; usually they make my mind flows, as if there are people, haunting or waiting. It takes some times, and rub my eyes several times to realize that light is not dreaming. Sleeping in the coach is a vaguely mixing of dreams and real life. Coughing sounds of the elderly seating next by just perfectly matched with the face of grandma who pass away long time ago.The sad melody turned on by the young driver trying to light up this boredom, now becomes the background of a shadow gliding on the river. Everything just be confirmed not dreaminess when the coach stops, and people sleepily get off.

Midnight restaurants.

Wednesday, March 11, 2015

[Trans] Cluster of haze (Mấy cụm khói rời)

Original: Nguyen Ngoc Tu*,  Mấy cụm khói rời, Đong tấm lòng, 2015, HCMC:  Tre Publisher. 
Copy right belong to author. This translation for cultural view exchange purpose. 


Seven Mountain Area, Angiang, Vietnam (photo from Internet)

Every morning, the small alley always wet. The wave from river swallow the small street, the  water drop from those clothes laying on that inclined fence, the washing drain full of detergent bubbles and spoiled veggies. The tears and snivels of children begging for some nickels to buy snacks, next to them mothers sitting, drying their newly wash - still wetting long hair. Their skin mix in one shape with the darkness of shadow of the alley. 

Nobody knows what change makes people uprooted the whole Khmer village from faraway Seven Mountains area, then grew them inside this urban city zone, together with the temple. People here used to call the place - Khmer alley. Each time pass by, the thought of after fifty years they're still out of place keep haunting me. Not for their curly hair or big eyes, or  dark bold eye rims, or brown skin that not integrate with other ethnics; but the solitary that shows in the paces of their lives, the looks in their eyes and the ways that they sit. Urban city streams can't stop them from lower their paces within those woebegone old shacks, and nobody knows what are they thinking  while their eyesight not a moment stay at any point.

The furthest view point seems endless, where the fields stand together with those Palmyra trees, those gaunt cows and the dried yellow grass. That's my imagine. In their motionless standing or sitting, they wandered through cow race festival where the couple (in their age of fifteen or seventeen) sneaked out and hanged out together for the first time. The low limestone hillock that the man traced after the trail to set animal traps. The Moon festival that held right in middle of temple's yard with the background of five-tones music.

The children climb on neem trees and drum and sing out loud the melodies. In land of memories, the feast atmosphere  not yet exhausted, already fulfill again by several festival each year. Or maybe they think nothing, the pass is too faraway, while future have none to think about. 

Wednesday, February 25, 2015

[Culture] On Pig-slaughtering Ritual Ceremony: from the view of cultural study

This is the compiled article, inspired by and mostly based on the interview of Prof. Tran Ngoc Them, on the debating topic: "should pig-slaughtering fest. be kept or revoked?" 


Start of Ritual Ceremony  (Source: Internet)

About Pig-slaughtering Fest. and its spirits (media untold part)

When: 
Lunar Year, Jan 6th. 
Where:
Nem Thuong village, Tien Du,  Bac Ninh, Vietnam 
Spirit: 
The villagers practice this traditional ritual in the spirit of memorializing a General in Ly's dynasty(1009–1225), who slaughtered the boar to raise the local army to fight with invaders*.  
 Ritual
  • The pig raisers also being chosen from those families with lot of children and happiness life, especially get good skill in raising pigs. 
  • The slaughterers must be healthy, with happy family background and exact age of 50. 
  • Two chosen pigs for the ritual are sacred and fully respected and was calling "Ông Ỉn" (Pig deity - as my translation). 
  • In the day, they were paraded around the village, accompanied by formal teams of drums, trumpets, parasol and villagers prepared their tray of offerings to show their sincerity and giving economic contribution to the community.
  • The main ritual is to slaughter Pig deity in just one blow (for purpose of immediately release His souls from purgatory ), with cheering from the crowd.
  • Pork is considered sacred, and would be shared for every villagers after praying to the God.
  • While pig blood is considered bringing luck, prime, fertility, liveliness and good harvest...After the ritual, villagers tend to dip stuffs or money into pig blood to pray for luck.
  • After the ritual, villagers come back home for lunch. In the afternoon, they gather to join entertaining activities like rice - cooking contest...

Saturday, January 10, 2015

[Trans] Cây sẻ, và cơn mơ (麻雀樹,與夢)

Nguyên tác:〈麻雀樹,與夢〉《麻雀樹》
Nhà văn:      鍾怡雯/Chong Yee-Voon
Nhà xuất bản: Chiuko- Taiwan
Bản dịch nhằm mục đích giao lưu, phi thương mại. Mọi bản quyền thuộc về tác giả. (Mà tui chưa hỏi ý tác giả, nên chắc bị gỡ xuống sớm)

Người dịch: Messy Panda
Cảm hứng: bị cảm cái quan điểm nhân sinh, nỗi đau tử biệt trong tác phẩm; được cái hứng nữa, thiệt ra là mấy bữa nay đường nghiên cứu bế tắc, nên quay ra nở hoa văn học. (Hô, ai dè hoa giả. )


Cây sẻ - Chong Yee-Voon
Nguồn ảnh: Báo Tự Do

Đêm tỉnh giấc, thảng nghe như có tiếng chim sẻ. Định thần lắng nghe, lặng tờ. Loài chim không bị mất ngủ, không giật mình thức giấc lúc nửa khuya, do tôi giấc chập chờn, cứ hay ngỡ rằng trời sắp sáng, nên mới vừa tỉnh đã nghe nhầm. Sẻ về khu xóm ngày càng nhiều, lũ chim nhiều chuyện lại dài hơi, cực thích gọi bè kéo bạn, một con chim sẻ cũng đủ hạ gục tiếng hót thánh thót của mười con họa mi xanh, nghe đủ hai mươi bốn tiếng, nghe suốt cả ngày dài tháng rộng, tiếng hót của lũ chim đã đọng lại tai tôi, rồi tự động phát lại điệu du dương trong óc, bất kể chim nó có hót thiệt hay không.

Chuyện hồi năm kìa, hồi bốn cây cau kiểng cao bằng tòa nhà hai tầng ở đầu xóm vẫn còn xanh rì, lũ sẽ chia bè ra ngủ đêm trên cây cau kiểng và cây bàng. Sau cùng thì cau kiểng bị cưa đổ, còn trơ mỗi gốc. Cây đổ bóng mất, bức tường gạch đỏ chói loe dưới ánh mặt trời, vòng năm sót lại nơi gốc cây lặng lẽ nhìn trời xanh.

Khi không khi lành sao tự nhiên lại cưa cây? 

Hỏi người hàng xóm, bảo là nhà láng giềng kia chê lũ sẻ kêu điếc tai, nghe biểu là gốc cau làm tổn hại móng nhà, nhân lý do đó mà chặt mất cây. Đây chỉ là cái cớ. Kẻ ác thật ra là lũ chim sẻ trú ngụ trên cây cau kìa. Cây cau kiểng bị vạ lây, uổng mạng. Ai biểu cây cau lại mọc ngay đối diện nhà ổng, còn cho lũ sẻ ngủ nhờ, nên đành phải chết. Nhiều lần trên ban công lầu ba, tôi thấy người láng giềng đó cầm cây tre múa may loạn xạ cứ như cầu cơ. Ổng đánh không khí? Ban đầu tôi thấy ngó nghiên chuyện riêng tư nhà người ta là trái lẽ nên rúc ngay vào nhà, như bộ nên có trách nhiệm với cái sự tình cờ không hay đó.  Vài ba lần nữa cũng thế, rồi tôi cũng không ghìm được sự tò mò.