The Families were Totally Unaware that the Nine-Year-Old Boy Was Carried Away by the Creek and Fished Out

How CARELESS this whole family was, thankfully though, this young boy didn’t DROWN, this time!!!  Off of the Front Page Sections, translated…

The Nine-Year-Old Boy, Lin went with Six Other Members of His Family to a Barbecue by the Leopard Creek in Sanxia Two Days Ago, as He Was Trekking by the Creek, He Accidentally Fell into the Water, and Got Carried Away, He’d Floated, Struggled, Took in Water for Over Dozens of Meter Downstream, and Was Fished Out by the Red Cross Volunteers Who were There; Until the Families Were Notified by the Local Fire Department, the Boy Lifted Back to the Barbecue Site, Did They Become Aware, that He’d, Fallen into the Waters & Nearly DROWNED!

Two days ago, was summer solstice, Lin and his families went to the Leopard Creek in Sanxia to swim; at around four in the afternoon, the families were barbecuing by the creek, Lin was left unattended, playing on his own, and accidentally fell into the water.

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Lin floated downstream, and his families didn’t know it back then, the Red Cross volunteer, Lin was close by, saw Lin struggling with his arms out of water, looked like he was drowning, he’d immediately leapt into the water, and embraced the boy in his arms; and the firefighter who was on duty, keeping the safety, Chang also went up to help, used the bamboo stick for Wang to grab a hold onto, to help both the boy and Wang back to shore.

Wang told, that the child had floated about over dozens of meters downstream, that he’d not called for help because he took in too many gulps of water, and can only wave his arms, without a second thought, he’d, leapt in.  Chang told, that thankfully, the water wasn’t too rapid, that he’d found the boy in time, and if he’d floated another two meters down, he may fall from a two-meter high waterfall, and the results, unimaginable.

As the boy was rescued up, he was in shock, but was still conscious, the firefighters took him back to his families, and that was when the families learned that he’d been taken away by the rushing streams, and almost fell down the waterfall; after the firefighters warned them, they took the child to the hospital to check if he was all right.

Another three-year-old boy, Tseng was looking at some fish by the Leopard Creek two afternoons ago, and accidentally fell in, the parents cried out for help, the alert firefighters close by immediately tossed the floatation device to the child, and pulled him back to safety.

There are multiple drowning accidents by this creek every year, the fire department stated, that the temperatures are rising up higher and higher, and the people are coming to the creeks to swim by increasing numbers, that as the parents take their children to swim, they MUST keep a close eye on the children.

thank heavens, however, this particular case did not end…like this!  Phoot from online

So, this is pure NEGLECT!  I mean, how the FUCK (don’t pardon me!) can you possibly NOT know that a kid from your family was missing, oh yeah, because you adults are way too busy, watching that FIRE pit of the barbecue, that you failed to pay attention to your own young, and this time, he was, lucky enough, that there were firefighters downstream, who got to him in time, and the next time?  He just not might get lucky, and you fucking (no need to pardon here!) parents still don’t got a SINGLE C-L-U-E???  Wow, are you all just, @#$%ING (maxed out!) retarded, or are you all just way too, @#$%ING, retarded here???

What is Taken Away from Your Education?

Lessons we learned, from school, from our own, experiences in life, off of the Front Page Sections, translated…

Recently I’d made the speeches at the schools, as the speech ended, a parent led two children to before me.  “Professor, I was your student, do you still remember me?”  This was every instructor’s nightmare, I’d, worked really hard, to think back on all the students, and just, couldn’t, recall her name; but I’d still smiled and told her, “let me think!”, as she’d heard me say this, her smile did not fade, she’s not, disappointed one bit, but her second-grade daughter looked up at her innocently, “Mom, your teacher can’t remember you!”

I felt very awkward after hearing, before I could reply, she’d immediately told her child, “Do you know how many students the professor’s had?  How can she remember every one, but, so long as I remember her!”, then, she’d, started speaking of her middle school careers, that with the problems she’d, faced in life then, how I’d, given her the advices she’d needed, “because you’d, counseled me, teacher, so I will, never forget you, as I saw the flyer on the seminar, I was so excited to come, to thank you.” as she’d told me, I still, can’t quite, remember her, but, I’d felt, very touched by her words.

The following day, a student used the communication app to contact me, this particular student had been, hurt by a certain teacher, he’d come back to me to tell me about what happened, to seek out my counsel, it took me sometime, but I’d, accompanied him, helped him out; back then, I’d, encouraged him: you need to turn what happened to you, into your driving force, if there’s a chance, you must, help those who’d been hurt like you had.  Back then he’d told me, that he will, work hard, to become a teacher who can, help his students.  In his final year of high school, he wrote me that with his grades, there was, NO chance he will ever be a school teacher, so, he was, willing, to become, a serviceman, to fight to protect the country.

And now, many years afterwards, he’d, shared with me everything he’d weathered through in the armed services, and he’d, mentioned what happened to him again back in middle school, and stressed to me, that even though he wasn’t, highly ranked, he will use his past as a teacher, to NEVER make the mistakes his middle school instructor had made.

After I’d read, although I’d felt glad, but, I couldn’t help but feel: that the first woman told me, “so long as I remember you!”.  It symbolized, I don’t’ need your affirmations from your memories, but I will remember, that was, the demands that one made of, one’s own, characters, to never forget to be, thankful.  While the second student, couldn’t forget about the shame, but he’d not, selected, to take revenge, instead, he’d, turned his shame into something he could, learn from, to remind himself, to NEVER shame another like he’d been, shamed.  Think on his, how many people we will meet, how many things we can, encounter, in our, lifetimes!

Who remembered us, it isn’t, that important, what’s important is who we remembered?  Well, it’s, not that important either, the important being WHY we remember who or what we remember?  Those that happened, those whom we remembered, what were their, influenced on us?  From these two students, I saw the choices of attitude, how they’d, chosen to make themselves feel happy, how by choosing to forgive, it’d, given him peace, to use the past as a mirror to reflect, to have a life without regrets, what, will you, choose?

And so, this, is something worth pondering on, what, do you remember when you graduated?  I’m sure, that it’s not the course load, the books, the materials, or even what you’d made on your exams, it’s the experience of learning, of accumulating the knowledge, of the lessons that life teaches us that we will, carry with us from here on out.

Dreams, Stained, with Reality

Dreams, stained, with reality, they’d become, blemishes, tainted, damaged, goods now…

Dreams, stained, with reality, there’s, no way of, altering this fate, it’s just, not at all, possible.  Dreams, stained, with reality, see how dirty they’d, become, huh?  And, you can try and scrub-a-dub-dub all you want, but, there’s, simply, NO way you’ll EVER be able to, remove the stains!

Dreams, stained with reality, there’s NO way ‘round it, there’s, NO way you can escape, the fates, of how your dreams will all, shatter into, millions of, bits, and pieces.  Dreams will forever get stained with reality, no matter how you look at it, because, we all, reside, in this, real world, and, despite how much we all wish that we could, we simply, can’t, wake ourselves, up, and out, of this nightmare called: R-E-A-L-I-T-Y!!!

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The Police Officer Kicked the Suspect’s Head in an Arrest, the Wanhua Substation Swiftly Handed Down the Punishment to the Officer

The police, abusing power in an arrest here!  Off of the Front Page Sections, translated…

The Man, Song, and the Woman, Shih Rode Home in a Cab in the Midnight Hours of Yesterday after They Got Drunk, the Woman Wanted to Barf, and Had Started an Altercation with the Cab Driver, Lin; the Wanhwa Police Had Six Officers Gone to the Scene to Handle the Matter, as the Officer, Weng Subdued Shih, He’d Used His Knee to Pin Down the Woman’s Face, and Smacked Her Head, Then, He’d, Kicked the Woman’s Head Two More Times, the Locals Filmed the Entire Process, Streamed it Online, and the Online Community Ranted on How the Officer Went Overboard in Measures of Making the Arrest.

This was the second case after last month’s incident when the officers arrested a teenager who refused to stop for a check, the Wanhwa Police held a press conference, and apologized publicly, admitted that the officer had gone overboard, and that they’re handing down the punishments for him immediately, gave him a reprimand, and transferred him to the backup squad teams.

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Based off of understanding, the forty-four year-old man, Song and his twenty-one-year-old girlfriend, Shih, two nights ago were drinking in Wugu, Hsinbei City, as Lin found a cab early yesterday morning to return to Taipei, on the way, Shih had a hangover, the driver, Lin told her not too barf inside his car, demanded that Shih keep it down until he’d parked by the side of the road then do it, Song was displeased, and started cussing the driver out, they started in argument.

As the driver drove across the Zhongxiao W. Road and Xining S. Road intersection, the driver Lin parked the car, demanded both to get out, they’d started arguing, pushing and shoving each other on the streets, and the pedestrians called the cops; the Wanhwa Police Substation’s Ximenting Substation sent out six officers, subdued Song and Shih.

But after Shih was on the ground, the thirty-one-year-old male officer, Weng used his knee, to push Shih’s face, and smacked her head, then, kicked her head twice, the entire process was filmed, and streamed onto FB, and it’d, gotten the community ranting.

The police stated, that the officer, Weng started working in the force about a little over a year ago, back then, because Shih was too emotional, and as he’d subdued her, she’d still, cussed him out, and he’d, lost it, that was why he’d, kicked her, and afterwards, he’d known, that he’d, violated the procedures and, accepted the punishment handed down by the police department.

The Wanhwa Police held a press conference yesterday, stated that they will give Weng a written reprimand, and transfer him into the backup units; as for Song and Shi’s physically assaulting the officers after they got drunk, they will both be charged with obstruction of public order, and physical assault.

And so, it’s, not at all easy, to keep your cool, in situations like this, but, because of your status, as a cop, it’s vital, that you maintained your cool, and in this case, this officer didn’t, and, he got pulled off duty.

He Went Hunting in the Nighttime, and Accidentally Shot His Own Uncle

Mistaking the shiny headlights as the shiny eyes of the flying squirrel they were, out on the hunt for, it was an accident, but the two men were, hunting without a valid hunter’s license, so they are caught and will get fined, off of the Front Page Sections, translated…

The man, Wang, of the Bunon Tribe and his nephew, Shi, at one in the morning yesterday, both took a homemade rifle, drove to hunt in the county across from where they lived, Shi accidentally shot his uncle’s headlights, thought it was a flying squirrel, causing his uncle to get shot in the head, and in critical condition, the local police substation took Shi into custody.

Wang (age 69), after being shot in the head by the rifle, he was rushed to the surgeries through the night, as the surgeons managed to take out the bullet fragments, he’s still in critical condition, is still in the I.C.U. for observations right now; the police said, the natives’ uses of altered rifle broke the laws of arms, and that the two men hadn’t applied to hunt locally, they are both, going to, get fined too.

Shi (age 55) claimed, that they parked their car at the 93^rd kilometer marker of the Alishan Highway, they picked up the guns, and started shooting the flying squirrels and the muntjacs, he shot a flying squirrel, and his uncle and he went out with the lights on their heads, searching for the animal, his uncle was standing on the top of the hill, he was fifteen meters below where his uncle was, in the nights, he looked up at his uncle’s headlights, and mistook it for the flying squirrels, and shot him, he felt very sad that he’d, shot his uncle, thinking he was an animal he was hunting.

The head of the Hunters’ Association of the Zhou Tribe, Kao told, that the Alishan self-governing regions is the hunting grounds of his people, currently, it’s the breeding season for the wild hogs, the muntjacs, and during this time of breeding, you’d needed a valid hunting license to hunt there.

And so, this, is an accident, the man mistook his uncle’s headlight as the shiny eyes of the flying squirrel and fired at him, and, it’d injured his uncle, this just showed, how easy it is, to mistakenly shoot someone, and how you shouldn’t be hunting without a license, like these two men were doing.

Traumatized, Between a Parent & a Child

The adults’ careless words that impacted a child into the adulthood years, this showed the extent of your words, and their effects in your children’s lives, translated…

When I was five, I’d always, slept, with upside down on my parents’, bed, they couldn’t understand why I’d needed to sleep with them, and, they couldn’t, get me to stop climbing in next to them in the middle of the nights, but, because I’d, adjusted my sleeping postures soon enough, they’d, allowed me to sleep with them, and they’d, forgotten this, tiny interlude of my, childhood years.

But I still remember something that upset me during this period of time. 

Late one night, I suddenly woke, heard my parents in conversation, I’d not moved an inch, I’d not wanted to listen in on their conversations, just wanted to, fall back to sleep again, but, a sentence that’s stayed with me came into my ear canals, ‘if my daughter was so-and-so that would be wonderful!”

The person my parents were referring to was my older female cousin, very well-behaved, did excellent academically too, it’s only natural, that the adults, loved her so, but, am I, really, that awful?  I’d started, to cry in the darkness, until my parents finished their conversations, fell asleep, I’d, still, stayed, wide awake, shocked, at this “secret” I’d heard.

“So, mom and dad don’t love me”, this thought started, rooting itself down inside of my young mind, and after this long, even though, the vines that entangled me in were, already, cut off almost, completely, but, I couldn’t, uproot this thought one bit.

The adults may think, that children can’t understand, or that they forget easily, and sometimes, their, careless words, blurted out, had caused the traumas in your young’s mind forever.

And this is precisely W-H-Y, you FUCKING (don’t pardon me here!!!) adults need to WATCH what you say in front of your kids, because even IF you think they’re not listening, their eyes are still, watching G-O-D, with their ears, tuned IN to your words, so, DO take this into consideration, the next time you want to blurt something out, even IF you don’t mean it so seriously, your young will, take it to heart, ‘cuz that’s, what we, children, ALL do!!!

My Daughter’s Response, on Parent-Child Interactions

Allowing your own young to experience, so s/he knows, that MOMMY is, RIGHT!!!  Translated…

My daughter woke up late this morn, I’d placed her breakfast into a box, for her to bring to school.  At this time, she’d told me she’d not wanted to eat it at school.  I’d hollered, “Why?”, she’d, minced her lips, refused to tell me another word, I’d thought for a bit, and asked, “do you want to take the time before classes to finish your assignments?”, she’d nodded, “it’s too time consuming to have to eat breakfast at school, it takes away the time from me doing my homework.”

I had to admit, I’d felt, a bit, emotional as she’d told me this.  I thought it’s, defeating the whole purpose of things, thinking of finishing her assignments on time, not caring about her health.  Besides, “homework’, is supposed to be work, taken home to complete, and yet, she’d been, rushing through the assignments in the mornings as she arrived at school, to the point of, giving up breakfast, this is, so totally, not, understandable.

As I was about to go into lecture at her, suddenly, I thought of myself.  In the elementary years, I’d gotten too busy with the various kinds of contests and competitions; in middle school, the pressures of academic made me buried in books; entered into high school, I’d, insisted I could, handle both my academia and my extracurricular activities; as I started n college, I’d, burned off my youth like crazy—but, during those years, my mother never said anything.  Surely, she’d, nagged, it’s just, she couldn’t, do a thing, as her daughter is, very much an, independent thinker, and, finally, allowed me to, be.

Many years later, in the mornings, I stood before my daughter, and, suddenly understood, my own mother’s, nagging back then.  Toward the young, mothers always showed their care and concerns, there were the, worries, always wanting to, offer the best answers for her life.  But, because I’d been a kid myself, I knew, that a lot of the lessons in life, you must learn, personally, for you, to come to realize, what is, the correct answer, and so, I’d come to understand, that the best thing for me to do right now, is, just zip it up.

Finally, as I saw her off into the school, I’d stated, “mom believe you are, able to decide correctly for yourself, breakfast, or not breakfast!”

I can even, give, the correct answer, and then, justify my claims of why my answer is correct, and yet, no matter how perfect I’d, argued my case, it won’t, do a thing for my daughter, because it’s not the answer she’d found by herself.  The only thing I can do, is to give her room, to discover, to hit, for her to, persuade herself, at the same time, having the faith, that she is, able to, persuade herself.

Turns out, what’s harder in caring for our young, is letting them go, to allow them, to make their own, choices in life.

In the evenings as she came back home, she took out the packed breakfast box.  I took a look, nothing’s inside.  She stuck out her tongue and told me, “I was so hungry, and so, I couldn’t help, but eat it.”

Maybe, these lessons of our young, rather than, drying up our own tongue, why not, allow their, rumbling stomachs, to teach them what’s correct.

And so, this, is how a child learns, that her mommy’s, right (and of course, us mommies, are ALWAYS and FOREVER right!), but for our young to understand that we ARE right, sometimes, we need to, stop worrying about them, to just, let go, and let them touch the FIRE, so they get burned, and that hurt register inside their brains, OUCH!  It’s hot, and I shouldn’t touch, like this mother did, for her own young, to LEARN, that HER mother, is R-I-G-H-T!!!

The Costlessness of Her Concerns

Showing that smallest amount of care and concern, to those around you, it just might, brighten their days, a whole lot, and you made yourselves, a new friend too!  Translated…

Remember when I’d first started working in the office, I felt tried, by the elderly woman who cleaned up the restrooms—she’d always, set foot into the slots the moment everybody stepped outside to check, if we weren’t, careful enough, then she’d, started, nagging at us.  And, because of how she took cleaning up the toilets so seriously, it’d made us, feel stressed when we go, we’d rather, go to an alternative floor for the restrooms, than to, bump into her.  And because, we’re all, very busy at work, that nobody ever stopped, to chat with the elderly woman who cleaned up the toilets, at first, when I’d started working, I’d wanted to, catch up to the fast-paced work environment, I’d, often, said the general greetings to her, then, rushed off too.

Later on, I’d discovered, that the elderly woman, other than keeping to her job, of, keeping the toilets clean, she’d sat down on that one chair outside the toilets, slid on her cell phone, to chase the soaps, or using the video-voice messaging, to talk to her young who doesn’t live close to her, and, on this, fast-paced, floor, she’d become, an odd sort of, a freezeframe.

Several short conversations I’d held with her, I’d become, acquainted with her, she’d treated me like a granddaughter too, shown me care and concerns, even showed me, how to wash my hands completely, before I leave the restrooms, without knowing, that I was, awarded, the champion of hand washing in my preschool years.  And I’d known, that her children and grandchildren had, immigrated to Germany a long time ago, that in her eighties, she lives alone, and there were, hints of, loneliness and loss, in her words.

After the lunch break that day, I brought two drinks back.  And, as I’d, handed one to her, she’d become confused and asked, “Why are you treating me to this?  I’d never, given you, anything!”, I’d smiled and replied, “it’s not necessary!  Grandma works very hard, I hope this drink will, keep you energetic and your spirits up for the rest of the day!” then, I saw that flower, bloomed, radiantly, on her face.

Think on it, the elderly woman, never actually, given anything physical to me, but, that sort of concern and care she’d, shown my daily, was way more precious, than any sort of materials.

And so, this, is how we can learn to, interact with one another more, but we often got trapped up too much in our selves, had all our heads, UP our own, separate asses, to ever realize, that someone else close by is feeling bad, loss, or whatever, and, because we failed, to notice that these individuals we come across from day to day are in need, we missed, the opportunities, to show our cares and concerns, and, lose the chances of, making that, important connection, and that’s, just, very sad, wouldn’t you say???

Leaving One Last Play Behind

An example of how to set up, one’s own, final assets, regarding the divisions of inheritances, and one’s own, final care too!  Translated…

In the past, we were, coworkers, AND rivals too.  I’d, hated how she’d, talked trash about me in her conversations, but I couldn’t, help but feel in awe at how swiftly she’d, handled the matters at work, or how she was able to, realize something way before the rest of us had.  I’ll admit, I’m, a bit jealous of her.  After I’d, left my former place of work, I’d heard, that she’d, switched to working in another company too, and had even, gotten promoted to a manager.  Thanks to the internet, it’d, connected us again, and we’d, started, talking sporadically, about the things that are of, no important, matters.

Not long ago, she’d asked me out for coffee, out of curiosity, I’d, agreed.  The day we met up, she’d, lost a ton of weight, and, her eyes were, a whole lot, softer too.  She’d told me she was now, retired, I’d, prodded, “Would your boss let you go?  Wasn’t he the least bit afraid, that nobody will, fill your shoes?”, she’d smiled and told me, “he had to, because, which business owner wanted, to keep a cancer patient on the payroll?”, I felt that shock inside.  Turned out, she’s been diagnosed with pancreatic cancer, the third stage.  She’d told her oncologist, that she won’t be going through the extensive treatment measures, only keeping her pain controlled, during this time period, she’d first shown gratitude toward her older brother and sister-in-law, to tell her only daughter that she loves her, that on the road of single parenthood, her daughter, was her one and only, biggest console; and lastly, she thought, of me, wanted to apologize to me, that from when we’d worked together, she’d always, talked trash because she’d, envied how perfect my family is, and how everybody in the office got along with me so well………..

I didn’t know what to say to her, and, all the encouragements, and words of console seemed, excess and unnecessary.  So I’d asked her, if she’d, set up her final affairs?  For instance, the most practical, transferring her assets, the properties and the cash too, I was so certain, that it was to dodge the inheritance taxes, she’d, totally have, already, transferred the money to her daughter’s accounts, but that was, not what, she’d done.  Other than giving partial of her assets to her daughter, she’d, donated some to charitable causes, and, saved some for herself, including the property she now, lives in.  I was so curious, as to why she’d, saved some for herself?  She’d told me she wasn’t, a stingy person, although she’s, dying, but how much longer will she be, around?  The doctor’s verdicts may not be, absolute, she’d hoped, that she could, walk her final mile in someplace familiar, her own, home, and, during this time, she would, need to, spend the money to care for her self, she’d, needed, to hire a nurse to take care of her, that she’d, needed, to take good care of herself in illness.  If she didn’t die, she’d not wanted to, rely on her daughter to help her live, although, the money her daughter has, were once, from her too, but she’d, transferred the money to her daughter’s name, and, it’s, no longer, owned by her.  She’d also told me, “I’d given my child so much, what’s a little inheritance tax on her part?”, it’d, made my heart shocked, such a different sort of parent, this was, the way, for a win-win.

As the shop was, about to close, we’d, asked the waiter to take a photo of us together, we’d said goodbye.  She’d told me, to not ask around about her then, she wouldn’t have any final rites, that tonight, was the last time we’ll, ever meet up.  She’d told me, “I want you, to remember me as right now!”

On the MRT, I’d, looked, at that photo of us, I’d, thought about what she’d said about her “saving a part of her own assets for herself”, I’d felt, that she was, a role model, for how all parents should, set up the inheritances to give to their young, she’d been, an, amazing competitor, whom I’d, learned, a whole lot from that’s for sure!

And so, this, was how well-thought-out this woman was, of planning her own final affairs, she’d, made sure that her daughter will be, taken care of, and, used the amount after she’d set aside for her own daughter’s sake, to donate to charity, and, saved another portion for herself for her own, final care, that way, she wouldn’t become a burden to her own young, and she’d, still, managed, to leave her daughter with something, as well as, help those in need too.

The Railroad that Extended, Through Our, Childhood Years…

The railroad that extended, through our, childhood years, it’d, sped off, west (or was it, east) bound, and, it’d, not slowed down one bit, just kept going, going, going, ‘til it was, completely, G-O-N-E…

The railroad that extended, through our, childhood years, they’d, taken us very far, helped our imaginations soar, didn’t it?  And yet, reality, eventually, dragged us all back down to the ground, and we get, trampled on!

what that, looked, like…with no end in sight…photo from online

The railroad that extended, through our, childhood years, do you, remember it?  How it runs, on, and on, and on, and on, and on?  How we thought we couldn’t, get to the terminal stations?  Well, we’re, here, the end of the line, where childhood is, completely, gone, and we can’t, EVER, get it back again.

The railroad that extended, through our, childhood years, oh how I wish, it could, keep on going, until eternity comes, but it can’t, it’d, ended already, as I got my, innocence, STOLEN from, under me, back as a young child from before.

And no, it still, was, NEVER my fault!!!