Like the pure white of this blog, my heart is cleansed from sin through the death of Jesus Christ. I am no longer live but Him who redeem my life.
星期四, 五月 11, 2006
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Here is another video recorded for the first performance of RITMySA Annual Dinner on the April 30th. It was my first directed and written play. Despite the self-credit, it is just nothing but a piece of paper. This play wouldn't be a success if weren't for the participation of the RITMySA members. Million of thanks to:
Si Tenggang ~ Din Companion ~ Pekan Mother ~ Deleen Father ~ Ejoy Princess ~ Hanis Villagers ~ Ina and Ackie
Did I miss anyone else??? of course not forgeting , the person behind the stage, Ahamd Faiz...luckily he is not in the video , he wouldn't want to be in it anyway... he is important too. The sound effects and mucis PLUS the lightings were all of his works. Play wouldn't be complete without his help. I admire his talent. He came to save me from distress!
Later some time next week, I will make something for them as a treat of gratitude. To my surprise, on the day of the event, all of them performed well! It was a hard work in the beginning but without those moments, we would not have bond a special friendship. Faiz and I thought of doing another play for the coming annual dinner...I wonder what would it.
Here is the video and enjoy..... please leave comment as well. ;)
While I wait for the video of my poem recitation, took during the RITMySA Annual Dinner. Let me post the poem byt Muhammad Haji Salleh:
Si Tenggang's Homecoming
The physical journey that I traversed Is a journey of a soul Transport of a self from a fatherland To a country collected by sights and mind The knowledge its sweats Are a stranger’s experience From one who has learned to see, reflect And chose between changing actualities
I know I have growled at my mother and grandmother But only after having told them my predicament That they never brought into consideration: The wife that I began to love in my lonelines, In country that alienated me, They enveloped in their prejudgement. I have not entirely returned I know Having been changed by time and place Coarsened by problems Estranged by absence.
But look I have brought myself home, Seasoned by faith , Broadened by land languages, I have no longer afraid of the oceans Of the difference between people. No longer easily snared By words or ideas.
The journey was a loyal teacher Who was never tardy In explaining cultures or variousness. Look, I am just like you, Still Malay, Sensitive what I believe is good, And more ready to understand Than my brothers. The contents of the boat are yours too, Because I have returned.
Travel makes me a seeker Who does not take What is given without sincerity Or which demand payments from beliefs. The years at sea and coastal states Have thought me to choose, To accept only those tested by comparisons Or which matches the words of my ancestors, Which brings me to my village And its completeness.
I’ve learnt the ways of the rude, To hold actualities in a new logic, Debate with hard and loud facts, But I too Have humility, respecting Man and life.
I am not a new man Not very different from you The people and cities Have taught me not to brood Over foreign countries, Suffer difficulties Or fear possibilities.
I am you Freed from the village It’s soils and ways Independent Because I have found myself.