This is not so old story to share.About 3 months ago I was in my long house to visit my parents. Now I plan a time to go back again.
How I miss my little village so much. This bridge as same age as me. I still remember the official ceremony of lunching this bridge. We jump to the water to get the balloon before it go with the river flow down to the stream.
I won't regret.But if I got the choices I will choose to stay in this little village, living a simple life. Nowadays nothing is simple as that simple.What simple life mean to me maybe different to you.After all, I have to fulfill a demand of life and seek for better choices.
Once upon a time, now very rare or no more , this river as a source of food from fish caught.Everyday the folks ate fish with many ways to serve; fried fish, steam fish , salai fish and pekasam fish with kepayang. I just name a few type of fish from Empurau, tengadak and semah.Now, baong fish pun hardly to catch.
That Empurau Picture from here.
Sunged was sitting at the ruai with her ineks.Ruai as a place to connect the people after having a work day or having a chit chat at ruai before go to bed or you can do handy craft like crochet and share your pattern with other folks or you can share your expertise of making pua kumbu at ruai.
Or you can use sampan to go to other river with crystal water.
Sunged with lovely grandpa.
Grandpa is always loving person as always.
Sunged in the sampan.
Longhouse folk's faces before jump up and down into the river.
Having a good time at a long house.
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