How my heart clenches this Sunday morning….Bangladesh…the place I first found children could be adorable…those big eyes with the longest eyelashes ever looking at me and little hands holding on my hands and sleeves as I walked through a flash flood torn village…..It was so many years ago and where are they now? Street urchins and orphans struggled through and grew up…just to be crushed? I could not bear this thought……Yes, what could we do? so many years of so called poverty alleviation and development works? what for? To cheer myself up, I might want to end with a happier note, otherwise……In support of the striking dockworkers, Hong Kong citizens chipped in a staggering HKD 7.5M to wage war against de tycoon of the city…….Awakening and justice starts from wherever that is closest to us……May power be to the people…ALWAYS. [sorry, Simon i have jammed in your post….for a place I once worked hard to mobilize the people of HK to support and changed the international aid policy back then.]
從小便愛看雨灑, 更愛雨打在肌膚上的感覺, 也愛雨後臭氧的氣息…..
在地鐵扶手電機上有一對男女, 男的剛從外面某處回來……
今時今日教會還認為自己可以查案加判案, 著女會友不報警!!!!
牛潭尾完本清徹豐盈的地下水, 最近村口那口井，探頭一看才七八呎深，還有一個瀉水口，說明水頭充足，農林漁畜，都不仇作業。在村口向山上看，山那麼大，民居才佔一丁點地方，貼著旁邊卻正在建造高鐵的通風塔。由於那兒水豐，工程要乾那兒的水才可施工，這是繼菜園村後又一個非原居民被高鐵工程選中。 那兒有2百多口井, 水質和水位現在都攪壞了, 那兒的漁農戶沒獲主動補償，反要向高鐵工程提證，如果證據不獲接受，便要法庭相見，要有一定財力才能爭取到底。小小村民現應只有不忿和夢魘，但探訪其間，他們的脾氣出奇的好，因為他們那兒過去３年出現了一班年青人，為他們籌算奔跑，他們也在組織起來，與高鐵公司周旋。人最淒涼是無援與落單，能否爭取到甚麼不好說，但在人關心支援，心就是暖。