要搬家的时候才发现有这么多东西。带是定然都带不走的。然而整理的时候,却什么都不想丢掉。
我的一套盘子,还是刚刚来美国的时候买的,很粗的瓷,又沉,花纹却朴实可爱。在walmart的20块钱买的,用了这么多年,一个都没有坏,跟随我搬了这么多次家,这次要扔掉很是舍不得。
只是因为太有感情了。我看到这个花纹,就觉得亲切,是自己的盘子,是自己的家,自己的饭。别的盘子再漂亮,也没有这种熟悉的踏实的安定感。
童话中的小王子对一片玫瑰说,“你们很美,但你们是空虚的。没有人能为你们去死。当然罗,我的那朵玫瑰花,一个普通的过路人以为她和你们一样。可是,她单独一朵就比你们全体更重要,因为她是我浇灌的。因为她是我放在花罩中的。因为她是我用屏风保护起来的。因为她身上的毛虫(除了留下两三只为了变蝴蝶而外)是我除灭的。因为我倾听过她的怨艾和自诩,甚至有时我聆听着她的沉默。因为她是我的玫瑰。”
世界上的漂亮盘子太多了,世界上的玫瑰太多了,世界上的沙和尚也太多了,但是之所以这个盘子,这朵玫瑰,这一个沙和尚,对我这么重要,只是因为 --- 她是我的玫瑰。
Thursday, July 28, 2005
Sunday, July 24, 2005
Sell my junk and feel mad
Okay, I am selling my junk furnitures these days. I put up a webpage with pictures and wait for people to come and buy. Then this Indian guy called me and said he would be interested in buying my mattress. Okay, sounds good! Then he came and said oh he is a poor student and can't afford $100 for a mattress. Oh, well, then I feel sympathetic and asked him how much he would like to pay. He said $75. I really think that $100 is already a good price considered how much I paid for that bed when I bought it. Finally I said yes. He then asked whether he can take the dresser too for $5 more. What??? He drove me crazy. I suddenly felt very mad. What is he talking about? He made me feel like my stuff is cheap. Get out of my place, right now! I hate those people who always bargain bargain bargain... It's moving sale and the price is already very low. They still want to push it lower. Come on. That reaches my limit and I am getting really mad at him.
Somehow this selling makes me think. Some people just don't appreciate others' kindness, but instead try to take advantage of it. Qing told me the story of her moving sale. A guy came in and bargained and insisted to buy a big TV for $20 and asked Qing, a person who may only live for 5 more years, to help him carry it to his car --- a BMW convertible.
The really funny thing about the Indian guy is, before he left, he insisted to leave with me his phone number. He repeated said to me that I must call him if I can not sell my stuff before thursday. I know what he thinks, he thinks if I cannot sell them before I leave then he can further take advantage of it and dream to buy the rest of my stuff with $1.
I would never call him. I'll just give the unsold stuff out or throw them away.
Somehow this selling makes me think. Some people just don't appreciate others' kindness, but instead try to take advantage of it. Qing told me the story of her moving sale. A guy came in and bargained and insisted to buy a big TV for $20 and asked Qing, a person who may only live for 5 more years, to help him carry it to his car --- a BMW convertible.
The really funny thing about the Indian guy is, before he left, he insisted to leave with me his phone number. He repeated said to me that I must call him if I can not sell my stuff before thursday. I know what he thinks, he thinks if I cannot sell them before I leave then he can further take advantage of it and dream to buy the rest of my stuff with $1.
I would never call him. I'll just give the unsold stuff out or throw them away.
Trip back to stanford
It is always nice to go back to stanford. Qing's apartment is nice too, right at Palo Alto downtown, only 1.5 blocks to restaurants.
I also watched a movie --- the march of the penguins. It's very impressive. It's really amazing that the penguins spend so much effort just to reproduce. After the movie I changed my nick on MSN to be "as strong as a penguin". There is a stunning scene in the movie that the male penguins gather together to get warm in a freezing storm with the spectacular southern lights on the sky. I couldn't get rid of this scene from my mind till now. The nature exhibits to us its top-most fascinations in the harshest environment with strongest animals. Ya, life is like that, and I should be tough, be strong, be like a penguin.
Wednesday, July 13, 2005
I hope you dance
If you can figure out a way to keep the energy and gumption and fire alive, you'll always stay young. And where there's youth, there's hope... where there's hope, there's wonder... where there's wonder, there's faith... where there's faith, there's chance... where there's chance, there's love...where's there's love, there's music... and dancing. So in my heart of hearts, I hope you dance.
Friday, July 08, 2005
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