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i have a dream...

Yes, it’s a rainy night.

I am not use to bringing an umbrella with me in my whole life and I was walking very fast on the street, under the rain….it made me recall my times visiting Paris…Paris, is always beautiful in the rain…

 

I was holding a half bottle of wine from Toscana…it is not as expensive

as Moris Farms Avvoltore…Dan Ryan sells a decent Italian wine but

a bottle for me is way too much…I feel like I am a boozer but just in a

good controled ( boozer! Tks Edward, for teaching me this word, and

more…) 

<the help> is a good movie!

The power of a good movie, is when you want to learn more about why

they made the movie, and all the stories behind it. 

I spent my half an hour there, while I waited for my juicy blue rare steak, browsing all the history of the “ African American Civil Rights Movement” .

Dan Ryan is always my favorite restaurant, the wooden tables are all tarnished…many single travelers, writers are there and we never bother each other…for years, after I watched hundreds of movies at Pacific Place, I would escaped to here, and write my film-review… 

A week ago, I watched <mid night in Paris> by woody allen….which most of my friends all believe that I would love soooo much…but, I don’t. 

Compared with <mid night in Paris>, < the help> touches me much more. It is a true story of racism and the revolutionary movement. 

Which is something Abraham Lincoln announced an end to in 1863, but still many years later the situation is still around…that is what I learned in that half hour: 

1896, <separate but equality>  by Plessy U. Ferguson;

1963, denied.

1967, “poor people’s campaign”

Malcolm X, the quote and the film!

Yes, Martin Luther King and “ I have a dream”… 

My birthday is really close to his day ( the 3^rd Monday in January every year) and that is the only holiday Americans use a persons name to designate, besides Lincoln & Washington, and even Martin Luther King was not a president.

I was reading all those historical stories while I was taking my dinner at Dan Ryan…a friendly Black guy stared at me for a while but I am sure that he didn’t know what was on my mind at that moment…

---Apartheid 

--- The Emancipation Proclamation

--- I Have a Dream

I felt like I was in another country, I have travelled half of this planet, and I always love to sit in a small restaurant, and read, write and feel other’s lives… 

A sincere movie makes us learn, think, and break all the old rules and frames….<the help> is definitely it!

Even MJ has a song

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kxREIwfZLoY&feature=related

finally, let’s finish with Martin Luther King’s “ I have a dream”

....

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal."

I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.

I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.

I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

I have a dream today!

I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of "interposition" and "nullification" -- one day right there in Alabama little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.

I have a dream today!

I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, and every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight; "and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together."²

This is our hope, and this is the faith that I go back to the South with.

With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith, we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith, we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.

And this will be the day -- this will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with new meaning:

My country 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing.

Land where my fathers died, land of the Pilgrim's pride,

From every mountainside, let freedom ring!

And if America is to be a great nation, this must become true.

And so let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire.

Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York.

Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania.

Let freedom ring from the snow-capped Rockies of Colorado.

Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California.

But not only that:

Let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia.

Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee.

Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi.

From every mountainside, let freedom ring.

And when this happens, when we allow freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual:

                Free at last! Free at last!

                Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!

 

< Living at the Edge, 天水圍的天與水, 與圍>

 <joyce PK at HK WETLAND, Sept. 2011>

First of all, I should thank mom and the taxi driver for helping me come up with such a funny chinese name of this article…Mom encourages me to write, just like she always encourages me to write our travel notes…I haven’t even finished the Moscow one from two years ago, but I do have feelings to write now!!!

 <we found a dead butterfly on the ground when we entered the park>
 

The story started with us hearing a group leader talking about “three major status of our lives…” Mom was so funny:” Oh, such a magnificent topic…” 

Mom told me the words she heard from a famous Chinese philosopher when she was in BJ, about the final status of life:

“death is just like a sweet & sound sleep, after you have worked for a long busy day…”

Mom always likes to talk about such things to me…She said she can almost publish a <Quotations Book> after her <bio book> hahaha…I asked her why not….I know the reason…she is very very lazy bones person…she has that real royal blood and she explained to me, “at least for two generations if you pretty much don’t need to do anything but just enjoy the life and you survive…that’s called Royal blood” …

like Prince Charles…Like her family…but not her….she is not that lucky since 1949.

We took pictures everywhere as usual….like our old travelling days…the bad thing was she left her favorite camera in Beijing so I lent her mine, and I only had my IPhone <quality is like shxt>…

 

Mom always remembers all the nice poems and many times she will just speak out loudly about something that I really don’t understand ….like now…in such quiet beautiful natural site…she is almost shouting out to the sky :

天街小雨潤如酥，

草色遙看近卻無。

最是一年春好處，

絕勝煙柳滿皇都

<Run as crisp days of streets light rain, close but no very thick grass, benefits the most is the spring of the year, royal must win at least those trees…>

 < I am just that dragonfly and fly everywhere > 

   < please pay attention the diff. materia, I love itl!!!>

I took this one, and I told her I would name it “living at the edge” <I have many friends on facebook that always ask me to record my days in HK…to make them feel closer since they are now gone…): ….

But mom tried to correct me, "no!! you should say : ' daughter is living to grow up, but mom is getting older…”…it made my tears well up in my eyes…. 

And I always love to take photos of only our shadows against the landscape…

 <mom looking out the landscape> <me,a little dragonfly trying to jump out..>

We spent a wonderful afternoon on our first-ever visit to “wetland park” together….even we haven't gotten a chance to really travel together again this year...but sometimes, the location is not that important, most important, is. the . person. you . go. with...

Mom kept talking to me about things she has never shared with me before…. 

”All our experiences are parts of our lives…even if you have not learned anything you have at least experienced it…” 

She told me about my grand-father’s story for the first time...I just knew that the guy (my grandpa) was an amazing newspaper establisher & reporter…so that’s why many of the top film stars were all his friends and mom said, there were letters, postcards, photos, with those top film stars like Zhou-Xuan, Li-Li-Hua, etc’s with their signatures……everywhere in her home….but she had to burn and bury them all, to protect her life during China Culture Revolution…

 <me, again...> <mom took my photo, but i look really fat...> <she felt amazing when she saw this big ARROW!!! she's crazy then she took the photo, even it was JUST in the middle of the traffic!!!>

On the way back to Yuan Lung…we talked about the name of my brief travel note….for a some funny reason, the taxi-driver, mom and me came up with this<天水圍的天與水, 與圍> …trust me, if you are not Chinese, you might really not understand what we were talking about….

<me, I left myself there...I took the last photo of myself, and set her free in the sky...>

Such a beautiful day, ended with our strange dinner: Beer with ice + plain congees…resturant boss looked at us like we are E.T.

Life is always wonderful with mom…

photos of today

August 23th Shang Hai, a young girl choosed to jump off from 5/F building roof...many people watched her and they even teased her or made a bet:" if she really jump then I buy you dinner!!"..Only this 93 yrs old man waved his hand and shouted to the girl:" pls! don't! don't!! ...

In Vietnam History Museum, photos recorded the unforgettable history what US army did during the war...

Italian flight seating designer has designed such kind of seat...to allow more passengers to share the limited space! Gosh, then why don't just have standing-up ticket??

three seats changed to two seats to allow a couple sleep...charge 2.5 ppl price...smart! Then pls make sure if you travel alone, then find your sleeping partner in flight!!

Africa and Swaziland King Princess live election provoke attention albino girl:

The real version of Van Gogh paintings---photographer Lincoln Harrison uses ultra-long photography shooting the night sky!

American Humor: