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Folks,
a couple of weeks ago I mentioned an incident
but
as that was so raw that I could not talk about it
as
the images in my mind were so horrendous.
But
as that involved the use of harness, I knew I had
to
write that down even though I doubt you be faced
with
such possible scenerio, unless you are in England
where
that brat J is now in.
This
email is also written as I saw in my wife's
webshots
that a picture was taken at that crucial
moment.
That particular folder is " Rhino Beetle Farm
2-04"
http://community.webshots.com/album/122893199xnqKJG
But
back to some background.
MJ,
the mom of J, has been friend of my wife Joy since
high
school days notwithstanding MJ studied in Taiwan
and
Joy in Singapore. They kept in touch via snail
mail
letters. MJ also came to stay with us in
HongKong
for a few days 8 years ago and became my
friend
too.
Old
friends are very rare and thus, I cut her a lot of
slack
as otherwise, not withstanding invitations, I
would
have thrown out J after I caught him trying to
feed
paper with oil paint on it to Tinkerbell on
Friday
evening.
I
still tried to be a good host. On that sunday, I
thought
I take them all to this big recreational farm
known
as Rhinocerous Beetle farm. That farm breeds
rhinocerous
beetles , and ostrichs, and cows, and
pigs.
But the main source of that farm income is to
let
visitors play and BBQ and eat in their restaurants
set
in 60 hectacres of land on the foothills of
Alishan
mountains.
I
reckoned with such a huge place, those two kids can
run
wild, burn out their energy while I look for a
place
to hide with Tinkerbell and read a book or two.
I
also called my local friend Mr Yu, who rescued and
returned
Tink when she spooked and flew away from me.
If
I cannot take Tinkerbell with me, he and his family
will
be the parront of Tinkerbell.
I
thought he and his kids can help me to contain J,
until
J and A and mom go back to Kaoshiong city.
We
reached that farm, and I found a corner for myself
and
Tinkerbell. I happily agreed to stay there while
Joy
and MJ take the kids about.
In
an hour, they came back. J was "playing" with some
local
kids uninvited to J and was rather rough with
them.
To the extent one of them came with a rock and
wanted
to check out just how tough J was. Please
folks,
Taiwanese and their kids are gentle and kind
people.
Somehow, I did not feel very surprised with
that.
My
friend Yu turned up soon after that with his
family.
J
went off, undoubtly to make a nuisance of himself
somewhere
else.
Yu
love to take Tink on his shoulder and we went off
to
walk around a bit before returning to our place.
I
talked to Yu about recalls. Tinkerbell was placed
on
a piece of timber and she nicely flew back to me as
cued
to show Yu how it was done. As expected, quite a
few
onlookers were fascinated by it all and crowded
around
but giving clear space to us.
Tinkerbell
was placed again on the perch and I was
only
4 meters away, nothing at all when I regularly do
20-30
meters recall.
All
of a sudden, the brat ran right through the others
laughing
and screaming his head off. He ran right
through
the line of people, chested the fishing line
leash
and jerked Tinkerbell off the perch as if it was
a
great game.
My
wife earlier loaned one of her digital camera to
Yu's
kid and he happened to snap the foto right at
that
moment. In the folder you will find the photo
titled
"Oops". J was the one wearing red and white T
shirt
and half hidden by another person.
I
had such a shock and instantly shouted to him to
stop.
At the same time, I quickly threw my reel to
the
other side to ease any tension on the line to
avoid
Tinkerbell being dragged further and be crushed
by
that brat.
I
reached for that brat collar to bring him down. He
stumbled
and I got off balance and about to drop my
100kg
right onto him. To try to avoid him, I allowed
my
body to spin up in the air.
Time
stopped for me and everything was like in slow
motion.
An agonising thought came into my mind as I
was
spining and falling that I will roll and crush my
beloved
Tinkerbell. Then for that split second,
another
thought came to my mind I crush and kill J. I
hate
to say , but I felt happiness for a while before
the
human in me worried at his possible death and more
important
to me, the grief of his mom.
My
body then hit the ground.
At
that time, so I later found out, Yu rushed to Tink
and
saved her in his arms although that was not known
to
me.
J's
photo is not with any of us other than that
particular
shot.
You
understand that I told my wife I do not want any
of
his photos on any of our computers.
You
all also understand that never ever will J ever
step
into our house again.
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With
warmest regards
Shanlung
Joy
- wife, Tinkerbell - CAG & surrogate daughter
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