Family is forever

I came across this poem on the importance and value of family. To sum it up in one word would be that it is brilliant. I don't know if there is anyone else who could have said it better. This poem is frank and short but it encompass the entire spectrum of family values. 

I would like to share it with all readers who I know value your family. 

"Family is forever"

A family

is made of love and tears

laughter and years

It grows stronger

with the passing of time

More precious 

with the making of memories

sometimes a family is made of ones

you don't like for a while and fight with a lot

But you love them for a life time

Not in numbers but in its capacity to love

It's the place you find

someone to encourage you

believe in you

Celebrate with you and comfort you

A family is where your heart 

feels most at home because you're

Always wanted always welcomed

Always needed

Always Loved

And always precious to everyone

So always love your family

Author: Crystal-Lynn Barringer Picture from the internet

 

Genting Strawberry Farm

Strawberry Farm is located at 1 Lot 3707, Jalan Jati 2, Bandar Gotong Jaya, Genting Highlands. Tel : 03 6100 1121.

Its an hours drive from Puchong.

Entrance fees are RM8.00 per adult and RM5.00 per child excluding GST.

There is also a flower nursery, bee farm and mushroom farm inside so its really great

If you are picking fresh strawberry's its RM8.00 per 100g

 

 

 

Various bee hives 

Honey comb and the types of bees
 

 

Products made form bee wax

There's also photo opportunity with snakes and birds 

Do my eyes decive me?

I thought that this was only a vision envisaged by our Honorable Prime Minister Dato' Seri Najib Tun Razak.

I guess I was wrong.

There is actually a village that exists in real life.

Behold the Taman 1 Malaysia. But that's where the fairy tales ends. It is not a multiracial Taman.

Well, lets see what time holds and hopes this Taman becomes multiracial

Sumpit and Orang Asli

There is a saying that when it rains it pours.

For moths I was looking for a genuine sumpit. Not one with a metal hollow cylinder that is used for decoration. 

Only a few weeks after managing to purchase one genuine old sumpit, Kak Hasnah managed to locate another one for me.

Although it is newer but it is still genuine and that's what counts.

How she came about it is even more astonishing. There was rumors in her village that she is looking for a sumipt and just like that someone approached her to sell one. 

The other layer protecting the Penaga wood had been changed to "Tali Sanglai". Made from the bark of a Sanglai tree. Previously the former owner used a PVC pipe.

The Penaga sumpit, surrounding it is the Sanglai rope. I removed the mouth piece to enable readers to see the naked sumpit

This blow pipe is much shorter than the one previously purchased

Elegantly adoring my wall

The mouth piece and the dart holder or "damak holder "is made from Pokok Habung
 

Kak Hasnah is the one who made this possible 

This is a picture of her (right) and her sister taken in 2002 operating her fruits stall as part of a book titled People of Nature, on the Orang Asli of Pahang by Koperasi Kijang Mas Negeri Pahang and published by Budding Circle S/B. Kak Hasnah belongs to the Jakun tribe

 

This is her current residence, together with her parents and extended family

They have their own tractor for land clearing works for agriculture. They are indeed the keepers and caretakers of the forest

A brick home build for her mother but her mother still prefers to stay in her wooden home

 Her mother

Her Aunt and Cousin. The made the kid wear clothes as he was naked prior to taking a photo

Astro. I guess the question now is, where has Astro not gone, when they have even ventured into the jungles which was once uncharted territories 

Their TV antenna is held by a long bamboo pole

Rambutan and other fruit tress surrounding the house

A real kampung feel but in the jungle

The kids play with whatever limited toys they have. As you can see they are immune to dust, dirt, mosquitoes, walking barefooted and etc. City kids would have a hard time adopting. They will feel itchy all day