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DADDY by Kristin Garth — Punk Noir Magazine
Category Archives: Expectations
DADDY by Kristin Garth — Punk Noir Magazine
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Parents, Still Living, a Poem
Spending time with one’s own parents, translated…
The Central Mountain Ranges, Distant
Three-Thousand Years-Old, Thirty Thousand Years Old…………
My Parents & I
The Three of Us Combined
Only a Total of Two Hundred Fifty Years
We’d Shared Two Cups of Coffee
A Piece of Light Cheese Cake
My Father is Alive, My Mother is as Well
like this???
I on This Autumn Afternoon
Helped Her Clean Out the Stainless Steel Water Bottle She Used
Like a Small Hill,
I’d, Placed it Back, onto, Her
Dresser Drawer
And so this is on parent-child relations, the child is an adult, and s/he is realizing the importance of spending more time with her/his parents, because, they’re aging fast, and, if s/he doesn’t take the time, then, time will, run out!
With the Help of Connection of a Local Bagel Shop, the Children Out of Broken Homes Found Employment, to Start Their Lives, on a Brand New Page
Finally, some, good news, the good will of the people who’d, set up this shop, with the wills to help those who lost their support from their own families, a social enterprise, off of the Newspapers, translated…
The bagel shop “Good Trees Better Fruits” in Pingzhen, Taoyuan, the founders, the married couple Huang and Chen, through the bagels that they sold, they’d connected with the younger generations of fragile families, hoping their cares and concerns can make them feel more encouraged and loved, to help them find a way to show off their values of life; all the workers, the manager, the pastry chef of the shop are all under age thirty, they’d turned the shop into their home away from home, and found their point to begin again in their own separate, lives.
The bagels of the shop were on display, from the selecting of the ingredients, the kneading of the dough, the fermenting of the dough, the baking, the setting the dough to better appearances, every step to make the bagels are thoroughly thought and planned out.
Huang’s belief was using the bagels, to turn the stories of life of his team of employees, into the blessing for someone else. And now, the couple not only owned and operated the bagel shop, they’d also started up a foundation, “The Tree of Life Leadership Organization of Taoyuan”, to help the younger generations to start up their own businesses, to help them get employment.
Recalling how back in 2019, they’d started from the tiny warehouse space as a shop, Chen recalled, how they’d lacked the funding, no connections, let alone, a shopfront, and every day, he’d worried of not getting what he’d made sold completely; thankfully due to the online business means, along with how the reputation of the shop is being set up, they’d gone against the flow, and made their business a success.
The store manager, Huang, due to problems in his family was forced to separate from his own parents, and at his worst, he’d not had enough money to pay for his rent, his utilities, and bought the nearing expiration date items as food. Another young store manager, Lai, her parents were addicts, in and out of prison a lot, with nobody she could rely on after her grandmother passed away. There were also the baker who’d served five years in prison due to gang relations, the mother of three who’d lacked the self-confidence, the baker who’d started on his own since before age twenty, they’d all found their brand new start in life at “Good Trees, Better Fruits”.
And so, this is the heart of this young couple, who saw a need of the younger generations, and gave them a place to work, to use their own abilities to make a living for themselves, and this shop offered its employees a brand new start on life, gave them another chance to begin anew in their own separate lives.
This is a good shop, with the beliefs of operations in helping others find their way!
Weather Forecast: Sunny Skies
How we should, live our lives, disregarding what trials may come later on in our lives, living in the moment, enjoying life itself, a poem, translated…
The Weather Forecasts Said that the Fronts Hadn’t Arrived
It’s a Sunny Day
I’d Cleaned Up the Windows in the Winter Sunshine
like this…
On that Crystal Clear Morn
Caring Less How the Rain, the Wind Will, Dirty Them Again
And so, this is how it goes, despite the weather forecast, you still decided to clean up the windows, because you wanted a clearer view to the outside world, and even if the rain came later on, it’s okay, because, at least, you got that look through that cleared window from before…
Filed under Attitude, Expectations, Life, Perspectives, Philosophies of Life, Poetry, Properties of Life
What We’re Told Not To Talk About – Christine E. Ray — Brave & Reckless
we liked you better when you were a girl with your mouth muzzled shut by strong adult hands seen but not heard on your scabbed bony knees easily rendered docile compliant we liked you better when you were young held the shared secrets close carried the blame our blame as if it were your own […]
What We’re Told Not To Talk About – Christine E. Ray — Brave & Reckless
When Parents Expect Children to Read Their Minds
How you, STUPID parents (b/c that is what you all are!), expected us to play that guessing game, reading your minds, but, we don’t want to, and besides, why the @#$% (maxed out!) should we, huh??? That’s the problem, with parent-child interactions, you @#$%ING parents always expects us to read your minds, well, guess what, we won’t, because we had had enough! Translated…
My friend Li-Wen had never been close to her mother, for many years, one of them lives up north, the other, south, they’d accumulated a ton of displeases toward one another in life, they’d not, talked it out openly. Although all of us friends, tried consoling her to let go of her stubbornness, but she refused. Actually, we are, only outsiders, looking in, we couldn’t possibly know exactly what went on between them, how much she’d hurt, over all these, years.
Or maybe, she still had yet to, care for that hurt child in herself, that’s probably why she couldn’t, get along well with her mother!
Right before the New Year’s, her aunt who lives close by bought the fruit gift baskets to send to her mother, told her to pick it up after work. She’d bluntly told her aunt, that she’s busy up to the New Year’s, that her aunt should just, mail it.
what you, stupid parents expect us to be able to do…
All of her friends started, blaming her for not being courteous enough, and not being, understanding enough, while Mei-Feng don’t see what she did wrong. “Li-Wen and her mother don’t live together, the two of them lived far apart, as Li-Wen picked up the fruits from her aunt, supposedly, she would, mail the gift baskets too.”
Li-Wen told, “my aunt wanted me to take the fruits back to my mother, so I can, break the ice with my mother.”
“Wow, such a round-and-about way! Do all the elders need to, go around the circles, to make us do things?”, I’d, become surprised of how their communication wasn’t, more straightforward, “If Li-Wen’s aunt felt that she hadn’t gone to visit her mother in a long, long time, then, she should’ve just told Li-Wen her thoughts directly, but why didn’t she?”
The group of us started, chiming in on how our own elders are exactly like so, my mother’s like that too, so-and-so too…………they all wanted us to play the guessing games, and, when we guessed them wrong, they get, upset with us, and we can’t, not guess at what they’re thinking and feeling, it’s so, tiring!
Why can’t the parent-child communication be like it once were, just opening up, like, put on your coat when you go out when it gets colder out, when you’re hungry, telling the parents that you want some foods, plain and simple? Mei-Feng started, “If I feel upset, I would definitely tell my children, and, there are bound to be the disagreements of our opinions, but, we just, say it out, keeping everything bottled up, nobody can know what you’re thinking about. No comment means, no comment; agreeing by YA! Much simpler, isn’t it?”
Yeah, speak what’s on our minds, so simple. Actually I can’t, even guess at what thoughts I will, come up with, how can I expect my own young, to play that guessing game, to read my mind?
And so, this, is how the elders feel disappointed by us, their, offspring, because we don’t want to play the guessing games, even IF we’re, quite good at these stupid mind games that we were forced to play on the way to growing up, and yet, that’s the problem with all of you, older generations, you do NOT verbalize what you want from us, and as it was me, I would play DUMB, because that, is how I do it, but for you??? How would you handle situations like these?
Immersing Myself in the Word, Every Day
Grateful for the subsection of the UDNPapers, that’s brought us so many knowledge, shared memories, and a ton, of wonderful things, to enrich our daily lives, translated…
I loved reading the subsections of the paper like a book, especially the D2 sections of the UDNPapers, there are the writers from all walks of life that were printed on here, and, an assortment of contents, naturally. I’d recalled that one time, the editor’s office asked the medical staff members to write the stories of the giant white towers, it’d captivated the readers’ attentions, making us want to read, reread, and reread over, over, and over again. The “Secret Headquarters of the Car Wash” that got started this year is also, attention-catching, the writer can tell how the owners of the cars he’d washed and repaired lived from the cars that were dropped off, this was totally, magical to me.
The other four columns that were also my favorite aside from this one: in “Animals on Stage”, I’d felt the strong emotional connections the writers felt toward the animals they have. In “A Treasure Map of Memories”, I’d noted the different ways of life the various age groups of people have, and, they’d offered a fun comparison to my own life experiences. And I’d loved the seasonal writers who’d written for the Youth Column, they’d used their words, recorded down the lives in their own separate professions, although these are smaller in sizes, but, covering a wide spectrum of topics, eye opening, truly. And for the “Topics of Discussion” columns, although these came in smaller passages, they are all, eye-catching. The same things that’s happened in the lives of various people, produced, different stories, with the different enlightenments from their separate, stories.
That’s how this subsection of the paper works, like a professor with a wide spectrum of knowledge, fulfilling my curiosities every single day, enriching my life, adding more fun to my ordinary days.
I’m grateful for the editor of the subsection of the papers, to allow the readers, to read in their, separate corners, to know what’s going on all around us, to get soaked up in the wonders, of interactions of words of exchange.
And so, this, is a sort of a thank you note this writer wrote to the subsection of the papers, and, surely, this subsection of the papers, offered a wide variety of reading materials for those who are interested in finding out new things they want to find out, it has the experiences of others we can borrow from, and, it’s just, an amazing section of the UDN papers here.
The Ordinary Citizens’ Economic Hopeless, as the Higher Up Officials Operated on a Parallel Universe
How those, higher up government officials are still, with their HEADS up in the clouds, and not enough of a TIGHT GRASP on the reality of things here!!! Commentary, observations off of the Front Page Sections, translated…
As the legislators questioned the head of the Census Records’ Office, that the hikes in costs of everything, hurting the people’s livelihoods, asked him how much a bowl of oyster noodle cost, he’d replied “$20”, which shocked everybody who was there at the press conference. It seemed, that the higher up officials are, too far, from the ordinary people’s lives, that they’d, operated on a, parallel universe, untouched by how the cost of things are causing the people to have a difficult time, making our ends meet, and they’re, numbed out too.
Early morning yesterday, close to my house, at the intersection, an elderly woman rode her bicycle, with the recycling materials, the plastic bottles, the bundled up cardboard boxes, in a moment, she’d lost her concentration, and everything fell off her bicycle, I’d helped her collect her items, bundled them up for her tighter, she’d told me thanks, then left.
In actuality, during the outbreaks, in metro Taichung, you could see the middle aged, the elderly individuals, who are, picking up the recycling materials that people had, thrown out on the streets, the Taiwan Avenue before the train station, the underground passages, along with the lobby of the train stations, you can see the homeless, camping out all over the places, this was, a rare sighting for these past few years.
and, here’s, what THOSE IDIOTS, running THIS country looked like…
I’d gone to Taipei last month, on the way, I’d, tried finding the restaurants between the Taipei Main Station and the Transitory bus stations on my way back, I saw even more homeless people, sitting on lying down on the sidewalks, it’s like this, in the capital city of the country, and, as I’d visited cities like Tainan, Kaohsiung, that, is what I saw too, the shops are either with the locks, or that they’re opened, but not enough customers, and if the bigger cities of this country are like so, imagine how much harder it must be, for the even, more distant-region places. There’s, the bipolar Taiwanese economy now, the bigger companies, with their order slips piled up higher than the ceilings, the smaller shops, and the economy of ordinary citizens, are worsening, and, they’re all, in need of, help, it makes me hopeless, and I’d, felt, helpless of the situation.
The rate of economic growth of Taiwan is performing quite well, but, the prices of everything keeps on getting hiked up higher and higher, widening the gap between the rich and the poor, the wages earned, and the retired, especially for those who didn’t have enough retirement insurances, their measly wages, already spent up by inflation, the smaller shops too, are having a hard time; and even AS the government handed out the five-times vouchers, may I ask, how much help, can five-thousand MEASLY dollars, get for the ordinary citizens who are, having it hard, making, their, ends, meet up?
We are on the verge of celebrating National Day, and, people are, faced with the pressures from inflation, as well as the hikes in prices of everything we need, and, this would have more of an impact, compared to Communist China’s fighter planes, flying over our borders in the skies; if the government run by Tsai though that the Taiwanese economy will improve, by lowering the alert levels, that people are traveling through the country on this weekend holiday, then, she’s, DEAD WRONG! The head of the major departments of the governments, should NOT assume that by handing out the vouchers, that would solve the economy crises.
The head of statistic’s “$20N.T.s for a bowl of oyster noodles”, only showed, how the officials of Tsai’s government are still, high up in their, ivory towers, living on a parallel plane compared to ordinary citizens such as you and I, it’s so regrettable, and making us so helpless.
The former American President, Clinton won over Bush stated the issues so clearly, “You fool, the problem is in the economy!” Faced with the impacts from in and out of the country, the changes of the living environments, what’s the whole of our country’s economy like, these heads of the government offices knew the best. And, those in power, if they can’t help the people in their economic wellbeing, they will, lose their, positions as heads of government.
Celebrating National Day, I hope, that for the upcoming years, Taiwan will, have a new air, the lives of ordinary citizens can get better, that, is the right way, and the hard facts.
And so, this government is still, using the five-times vouchers, to BULLSHIT all of us, because the government is too impotent in solving the crises here, and we the people, are still in our states of comatose, and we’re, allowing those running the country, to lead us.
Afternoon Tea
Let’s have a tea party then, shall we??? We shall! Translated…
One night, I called up my mother, chatted over the MERS-CoV situation, how it’d not, gotten better, and we can only, video chat, I really want to head back home, to have afternoon tea with her then.
The following day, my four-year-old ran over to me at increments of minutes, and inquired, “mom, what time is it? Is it the afternoon now?”, and, as noon approached, I’d answered him, “after lunch, it will be afternoon.” And on that day, he ate faster than he usually had. After meal, he’d taken my hand enthusiastically, pointed to the tea pot with water in it, said, “Mom, didn’t you want some afternoon tea? It’s afternoon now, let’s, have some tea!”
like this??? Photo from online
Being naïve, he thought that the tea poured out of the pot in the afternoon is, afternoon tea! Being tentative, he’d, remembered my random conversation with my mother to mind. And so, I’d smiled, and, washed up two delicate cups, poured in the water, and, sat down with him, and, drank that, extra sweetened tasting, “afternoon tea”.
And so, this, is the interactions with a young child, sometimes, they can, surprise you, like how this young boy took his mom’s conversation with her grandmother to heart, and, offered the gentleness to his own, mom!
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