Inhuman

Inhuman
My babies are crying, or whining in harsh voices. Not a single drop of tear come out.
My husband is killed back in Somali, our home. That lovely country is now ruined by war and chaos. My children and myself are now on a fishing boat to Yemen. It has ran out of fuel four days ago, as well as food and water.
“How far are we still from Yemen?” I croak to the smuggler who is controlling the boat. This tiny fishing raft is overcrowded with people, but it is dead silent. Because everyone is too hungry and thirsty to make a sound or move an inch.
“Just be quiet and wait, ‘armala (widow),” the smuggler snaps gruffly. Trying to not explode, I turn back and try to comfort my babies. He has a handgun and is the only one who knows how to operate boats.
However, my kids won’t stop whining and coughing in pain. The Sun is burning over this sea without any cover, as though as trying to roast us. My sweat sizzles as it drops on the hot, dirty fishing boat.
“If you don’t stop your alkallab (dogs) from making sound right now,” the smuggler yells at me,”or I will throw them into the ocean!”
“It’s not your job to define what my children are!” I snarl at him, hugging my babies tighter. They groan slightly in pain, but I don’t notice, only bringing them closer to me.
“Talk to me like that, and you will have a bullethole in your head!”
“I talk how I want to!”
He suddenly springs up, kicks everyone in his way and comes in front of me. He snatches away my smallest kid, and raises her up high. She is only 8 months old, a cute girl with huge eyes that seem to shine. Now the gorgeous eyes are full with fear.
The remaining 80 people on this fishing boat immediately swarm as far as possible away from the smuggler. The boat creaks and heavily slants over to one side, water leaks in from gaps and holes. I throw out my arm and grab the side of the boat.
Then it happens.
I can see his muscle tighten, then my poor girl is soaring in the air. She splashes down on her adorable face. Water glitters under the sunshine.
I don’t have time to react, then my second child is launched into water. That splash literally breaks my heart.
I want to save them. I want to jump off the raft and bring them back.
With only one though in my mind- Save my children– I leap into the sea. I cannot swim, but my loose guntino creates some buoyancy for me. I try desperately to keep my head above the surface of water as well as move forward. It only makes things worse.
My head is half sunk, switching back and forth from air and water. My lips sting when they contact with the salty sea. Bitterness spreads in my mouth, flowing into my heart.
My children are soaked in water. With their mouth wide open, deadly water fills their lungs within seconds. They never struggle, perhaps too hungry to, or are they relieved to die?
I can feel their pain. It is tearing my soul apart.
I hear the almuhrab, or the smuggler, pray to Allah and beg for his forgiveness of what he has done. Yaqta’ ‘omrak! I curse (it means something like may God kill you in English) silently.
I see my kids sinking down, towards the bottom of the ocean. Bubbles are coming out of their mouths. Some strands of fish swim in different directions underneath us. Shades of that fishing raft fall on my body; that’s when I finally felt the chillness of seawater. It is indeed a fascinating view. I could feel my body filling up with water.
That’s the last thing I know.

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Terrible Timed Cold

Our school has a trip named “Week Without Walls”, aka WWW. What we would do is we go to somewhere out in the nature for a week. The purpose is to get us students out in the nature, have a week without the “walls”, as well as get to know each other better.
Different grade go to different places. This year we seventh graders went to Yangshuo, Guilin, China. However, I caught a cold at the weekend right before WWW, it was indeed a Terrible Times Cold.

Terrible Timed Cold
“Uhh!” I groaned as my iPad landed hard on my face; but I left it there. My nose felt sour and my lips are bleeding.
Why did I get sick, why at this week!? I couldn’t smell the rubber of iPad case, it used to be nauseating.
I stared at the plain white light displayed by iPad, and shut my eyes. Rolling sideways, it left my face and fell on the bed, laying in front of me. I raised a hand to block away lights.
I didn’t know what to do and I just want to find someone to talk with…just one person…
(Five minutes ago)
I was sure there was a hole in the roof, a “gaze hole”.
A-CHOOO! I jumped up in bed and instantly grabbed a tissue. Then some warm goo burst out of my nostril and splattered on the tissue, I wiped it clean. Lying down again, I grabbed my iPad just beside me, typed password, and went in “Messages”.
Let’s see if somebody is online… The most busy chats in normal school days were quiet like creepy. Every grade in my school (except Twelve Grade) is on Week Without Walls trip and I was sick at that very week. (Week Without Walls is a trip for students to enjoy a week out in the nature, and get to know each other better) It was truly a “Week Without Jackie” as well! I wondered if I was the first student to miss Week Without Walls.
Then I sent a “Hi” message noting them I was online, no one replied. While I was waiting for reply, I flipped through chats and read a lot ancient chat records. For some moments I could feel what I felt when I was texting in Sixth Grade.
My arms were shaking, then my iPad slid out of my hands. Landing hard on my face, I let out a groan. After some time, I rolled over and stood up. A wave of dizziness and headache forced me to sat down. I reached for a glass of water, and drank all of it.
I prayed that I can join Week Without Walls in Eight Grade, and fell on my bed again…

歌曲《童年》改写—“海边” (Beach Retreat)

改编:海边

沙滩边的海面上
海鸥在声声叫着夏天
街道旁的路面上
有一帮孩子在巴士里面
沙子上一条条海浪
仿佛还在哗啦啦啦响个不停
等待着浪花
等待着到达
等待一天的玩耍
小卖铺里面什么都有
就是懒得去书包里拿钱
西兰花和土豆教皇
到底谁抢到那个游泳圈
远处一波波巨浪
怎么还没有拍上我的脸
嘴里的海水
身上的泳圈
放松身心的海边

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啦啦啦 啦啦啦啦 啦啦啦 啦啦啦啦啦啦 啦啦啦 啦啦啦啦啦 啦啦 啦啦 啦啦啦啦 啦啦 啦啦啦啦啦啦 啦啦啦啦啦啦啦啦啦啦啦啊啦 啦啦啦啦啦 啦啦啦啦啦 啦啦 啦啦啦啦啦
总是要等到午饭前
才知道肚子早早就饿扁
总是要等到上菜以后
才知道牙套还戴在上面
滚烫沙子里的烟头
究竟什么何时才被消灭
一天又一天一年又一年
饥肠辘辘的海边

没有人知道为什么
浪高总不超过一点五米
没有人能够告诉我
有没有鱼儿在水中游弋
多少无聊的同学总是
几个人对着扑克牌沉迷
就这么期待
就这么困惑
这么神秘的海边
阳光下巴士飞过来
我们就要告别那片海
冲凉房和蜘蛛网
抹不去心中那一道彩虹
这里何时才能像夏威夷
变得美丽让人放松
盼望着改变
盼望着明天
盼望清静的海边
一天又一天一年又一年
盼望干净的海边

原曲:童年
原唱:罗大佑
词曲:罗大佑

池塘边的榕树上
知了在声声地叫着夏天
操场边的秋千上
只有蝴蝶儿停在上面
黑板上老师的粉笔
还在拼命唧唧喳喳写个不停
等待着下课
等待着放学
等待游戏的童年
福利社里面什么都有
就是口袋里没有半毛钱
诸葛四郎和魔鬼党
到底谁抢到那支宝剑
隔壁班的那个女孩
怎么还没经过我的窗前
嘴里的零食
手里的漫画
心里初恋的童年
啦啦啦啦——-啦–啦–啦–啦
总是要等到睡觉前
才知道功课只做了一点点
总是要等到考试以后
才知道该念的书还没有念
一寸光阴一寸金
老师说过寸金难买寸光阴
一天又一天 一年又一年
迷迷糊糊的童年
没有人知道为什么
太阳总下到山的那一边
没有人能够告诉我
山里面有没有住着神仙
多少的日子里总是
一个人面对着天空发呆
就这么好奇
就这么幻想
这么孤单的童年
啦啦啦啦 啦 啦 啦 啦
阳光下蜻蜓飞过来
一片片绿油油的稻田
水彩蜡笔和万花筒
画不出天边那一条彩虹
什么时候才能象高年级的同学
有张成熟与长大的脸
盼望着假期
盼望着明天
盼望着长大的童年
一天又一天 一年又一年
盼望着长大的童年

#最痒的春假

“砰砰!砰砰!”我躺在这张陌生的床上,心脏不停地跳动。

Sleepover的感觉就是这样的啊,好酷,但是还是有点想家,我在心里感叹。房间里除了空调工作的声音一片沉寂,比起我的房间安静太多了!慢慢地,我睡着了。

但是,我突然瞪大了眼,猛地从床上跳了下来。“嗡嗡!”的声音还在我耳边回荡,刚刚有一只蚊子在我耳边飞!

找遍了整个房间,依然没有发现蚊子。没办法,只好躺下了,用被子把自己裹得紧紧的,心想:这样蚊子就咬不到我了。我再次睡着了。

我睡着了一会儿又醒了,坐着挠挠脸,突然感觉到了一个突起,一股胀痛的感觉顿时满布半边脸。小腿上又有痒痒的感觉,抓了一下再次感觉到了突起。不一会,浑身上下就像有人边用羽毛挠你痒痒边往你身体里打气,又痒又涨。

“为什么蚊子就这么爱咬我?我跟蚊子有大仇!”我在心里尖叫着,边从包里翻出来了止痒水,浑身上下涂了一遍。好不容易消停下来了,正准备再次躺下时,我的眼睛捕捉到了一个黑黑的,在我的腿边转圈的东西。啊!蚊子!

蚊子一落在我腿上,我就一巴掌狠狠拍下去。“”的一声,我的腿上多出了一滩黑血。蚊子死了,心里悬着的那块巨石也掉了下来。很快,我就在浓郁的止痒水的味道里沉沉睡了……

“咣!哎?”凯洋推门而入,将我从梦中惊醒,“你还没醒啊!”

伸了个懒腰,我回答道:“昨晚跟蚊子搏斗了几个小时才睡着。”

“好吧,赶紧洗脸,过来我房间玩吧!”他帮我关上了门。一步步走进洗手间,看到镜子里我的反射,被吓得腿猛然一软:我就像一个怪物一样,左半边脸高高肿起,加上几个红红的包,就像彻底毁容了。左眼皮大得都把眼睛挤得只剩一条缝,每次眨眼都会涨涨得疼。我迅速低下头,但是随即又看见小腿上跟新长出来肌肉一样的蚊子包。左脚踝更加恐怖,变得又红又肿,像新生婴儿一样,每走一步都痒的让我呲牙咧嘴。还不止是痒,可能是蚊子的毒液注入太多,我的心情又是无比烦躁,只想撕裂世界上每一只蚊子。

接下来的五天,这些蚊子包让我不能运动,不能走路。只能呆在家里,坐着,发呆。就是那只蚊子,让我的整个春假变的无聊,变的“黯淡无光”。

蚊子!

Humanities Unit One Reflection

Hi readers!

There is only two weeks until Winter Break, we just finished Unit 1 in Humanities.

We focused on write and revise a strong personal narrative, culture identity, and study ancient river civilizations for almost this Semester. I did a Storehouse for a reflection of writing and researching. Storehouse is a modern tool to help you combine photos, videos, & words to tell a beautiful story. Storehouse has an app in the App Store. If you are using or have a Apple device, the app is free for you to download at anytime you want.

Below is the link of my Storehouse post:
https://www.storehouse.co/stories/o383z-humanities-unit-1-reflection

Below is the PDF of my revised personal narrative:

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蜻蜓挑战

这个活动也发生在Week Without Walls的四天旅行里(详情见博文WWW Reflection)。第二天晚上,我们吃完晚饭就被老师们带到了住宿区域里面的一个礼拜堂,进行蜻蜓挑战。
蜻蜓挑战的名字来历值得一提:我们这次旅行的带路人公司就叫做“蜻蜓公司”,可能是他们想出来的这个集体游戏,所以叫“蜻蜓挑战”。我们自己分成了五个组,给自己队起一个酷酷的名字。我们队叫做“超级棒的椰子”,是超级搞笑的Felix起的。
比赛开始了,老师在白板上写出的一个个看起来就搞笑的挑战名字就让我忍俊不禁:什么当一个机器,打最响的嗝,小饼干……几乎每个人都很激动,开心,跟自己的朋友大笑着聊天。但是唯独我们队里的肖遥(Brook)看起来不是太开心。当我们在讨论“谁最搞笑”我们组谁上的时候,他把嘴一撅,把头一扭,离开了我们的讨论。他看起来心情真的很不好,皱着眉头坐在旁边望着窗外,似乎谁触碰了他的底线。
只不过,同学们好像都没注意到他,继续着比赛。“谁最搞笑”的挑战是“搞笑王”Felix上的。他借了宝渝(Boey)的眼镜,上去扮演哈利波特的疯狂演讲。做评委的老师们几乎是几秒钟就大笑不止,前仰后合。肖遥也被逗笑了,只不过看完“谁最搞笑”就继续迷茫地盯着窗外了。
不一会,就到了最后一个挑战,是跟筷子有关的。每个组都把队里面的亚洲人推上了挑战台。但是还有一个条件,就是之前参加过个人挑战的同学不能再上。在我们组里就需要一个没上过的中国人比赛。我向大家毛遂自荐,就在大家要选我的时候,肖遥似乎回过神来了,说:“我上吧!”
我不禁皱了皱眉头。心想:他怎么这样,真没礼貌。神奇的是,大家似乎更支持肖遥,我就没话可说了。肖遥慢慢悠悠走上去了,坐在两个碗和一双筷子前面。边捏着他那招牌嘴唇边认真听着老师介绍规则。原来这个挑战要用筷子夹巧克力豆,越多越好。挑战开始了,大家都慌里慌张地拿起筷子直奔巧克力豆而去。时间慢慢过去大半了,还不时有不熟悉筷子的人发出尖叫—因为他们的巧克力豆掉地上了。
肖遥遥遥领先,但是又突然冒出一个竞争对手Andy。大家紧盯着他们俩,我们队尖叫着给肖遥加油。终于,肖遥以一颗巧克力豆的优势赢得了挑战。队员们尖叫着冲向肖遥,一一击掌。他还一个劲地给我们讲他当时的感受和心理活动。
这次蜻蜓挑战带给我了快乐,也加固了我与我的老朋友肖遥的友谊。

划船

不久前Week Without Walls四天的旅行中发生了很多很多有趣的活动。有爬峡谷,建投石机,爬山和划船。其中我最享受的就是划船。
我们组在第二天划船,那天风把我们吹的歪歪斜斜的。到了划船地点,老师先让我们感受了一下即将要用的桨会是什么样的。因为看我们都是第一次在海上划船,还简单地教了一下怎么划。大家都很兴奋,争先恐后地把皮划艇搬到老师指定的位置。我看着那些船心里就有点发怵:那些座位好脏啊,还积攒着黑黑的水。
老师因为船的数量不够我们一次全部下水,把我们分成了两个组,一组打头阵,另一组先玩会沙子再划。我很幸运地被分到了第二组,可以先边玩沙子边观察第一组的惨状再下水。我焦急地等待着,因为从我这里遥遥望去他们几条船就像一条条小蛇,划出蜿蜒的路线在水上游荡。我最喜欢水了,一切与水有关的活动我都感兴趣,这划船更是让我的心脏狂跳不止。
终于,轮到第二组划船了。我欢快地冲向那些皮划艇,拿起我的桨,一屁股坐了上去。在一番无聊的“体验下水之后会是什么样”的练习之后,老师在我的船尾上全力一推,我的船立刻刷的一下滑进了大海。这还比较浅,老师都可以在只没过半身的情况下给我们发号施令。每个皮划艇上有两个人,身材较小的坐前面,较大的坐后面。我就坐在后面。我和我的搭档全力划桨,考验臂力的时间到了!想要把桨插进水再往后划的话,就像在搬五公斤的重物一样难。我拼尽吃奶的力气划船,船顿时向前冲了一大截。
我没过一会就累了,只能叫停。把桨横放船上,抬起头,被眼前的景色吸引了注意力。呼啸的风不留余力地刮向我,把我们的船微微向后吹。在天际线的位置,似乎无限数量的浪直奔沙滩。在海上,感觉人们都好渺小,只能在苍茫的大海上挣扎似的动。“团结就是力量”这句话说得好,如果不是我还有一个搭档合作划船,可能没过一会就被刮到沙滩上了。
这时,坐在前面的搭档问我:“可以继续了吗?”
“可以了,继续吧!”我回答。
在大概十分钟后,这次完美的划船活动就结束了。我站在船上,回头望着大海。突然,一波浪过来撞在了船身上,我立刻就摔在了沙滩上。我笑了,这次划船活动真是太有趣了!

Program up my first AMPed project

Hello people!

About at the middle of Trimester 1, the teachers started the ‘passion project’. It’s also called AMPed. We selected one thing that we are interested in and learn more about it during Advisory.

For me it was very confusing. Because I didn’t know what am I really interested about. So I dug and dug what exactly my passion is, I found out that I am pretty interested at programming and coding. And so, my AMPed project is coding. I only spend my time working on my AMPed project at school. It’s mostly because my internet at home doesn’t work very well. I leaned some of the most basic codes, like showing text on ones screen.

My goal for next Advisory Day is to find good and easy ways to create my own website. You might wonder why I suddenly want to create a website not to code something. That’s because I realized coding is now too hard for me. I want to do something that can be complete by myself. And that’s all of my check in of my AMPed project.

WWW Reflection

Hello readers!

Yep, this is the reflection of WWW. WWW stands for Week Without Walls.

Week Without Walls is a four days trip my school organized us to go to a place where we can feel the nature and know each other better. This trip we went to Mui Wo, Hong Kong. Especially thanks to the Dragonfly staff who spent their time with us during the trip: Maddy, Neha, Prashant, Alex, Ally, Laura, Shaun.

Before the trip we made some predictions about the trip, now after the trip we get to take a look at our predictions. I predict the most annoying thing will be spend time with buffaloes, because last year field trip I was so scared of those buffaloes. But this time we only saw one very friendly buffalo in our camping place.

There were so many awesome activities we did during this trip. My favorite one was kayaking. We went kayaking on the sea. It was really windy that sometimes I could barely stand straight. Ally taught us the basic way to kayak with a peddle. And then we pushed and pulled our boats in the sea, and the happiness started. I was with May on one boat. We peddled and fought the wind. We have to communicate and collaborate to get the boat moving in the sea. Otherwise we will be beaching because of the wind. I think we did pretty well because we were paddling around Maddy without flipping or beaching.

Canyoning was very challenging for me. We did a lot rock climbing in the canyon, and some swimming. The reason why we swam in the canyon is there was a pond blocking our way, so we had to swim our the pond. The water was freezing and water cricket playing in it. Overall every activity was awesome, thanks again to all the Dragonfly staffs!