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by Lisa Tang
A slight scent catches my attention and my eyes are drawn to you. A quick glance tells me that you are the one that I have been dreaming of all along. As you walk on, my eyes trail after your crimson red dress. Never before have I believed in love at first sight. But now, I can’t deny the feelings of my heart. I inch forward a couple of steps but feel dizzy all of a sudden. I can’t see anything. And I can’t hear anything either. What’s going on? This is so weird… I wobble slightly, somehow feeling weak. I try to grab a hold of something but only feel myself flailing. What should I do? What should I do?
I sturdy myself and shake my head a few times. My eyes search for you in the crowd, but you have already dashed out of sight. Flashes of you appear in my head… I can’t help but just think of you because you are all that fills my mind… I know that you have to be the one. Though it feels as if it can’t be true, I know that you’re the one. You must be the one.
From then on, I start to hang out in the same area, hoping for the chance to see you again. My longing for you drives me so crazy and makes me so possessive. I only want you for myself. I don’t understand why I’m becoming this way. All I can think of is you… In my head, it’s only you… Though I feel jaded by these thoughts of you, I can’t bring myself to stop. For some reason, you’re breathing in my heart and in my heart is where you reside. With every beat of my heart, I sense you within.
Days pass and one late afternoon, I finally spot you walking in the distance towards the same spot that I had initially seen you. Dressed in a chic turquoise jacket with a black crop top, I find myself mesmerized by you. The sheer sight of you halts me in my steps and puts me in a trance. I notice the countless guys that are surrounding you and giving me the evil eye. Instead of darting away, I meet their cold gaze without flinching. Frankly, I want to show them that they ain’t got no chance with you. Why? Because you’re mine. So, I boldly state, “Y’all listen up! Starting today, she’s my girl. So, y’all better step aside.”
Surprised, you smile and saunter towards me. “So, you’re my man, eh?”
In one swift motion, I pull you close to me and whisper in your ear, “You’d bet.”
You draw back your tresses and give me a once-over. Decked out in leather and a white tee, I have no doubt that I’m the most fly guy out of the lot who was hanging around you. My fate with you is sealed and I can finally put the turmoil in my head to rest.
*Inspired by In My Head – the song lyrics & music video
by Lisa Tang
* Written as part of a proofreading exercise that I gave to one of the students that I tutor =P (The original contained spelling errors that he had to spot ^^)
A very strange thing happened to George on his way to school. Since he was running late, he decided to take a shortcut. Instead of his daily route of walking along the sidewalks of the main streets, he opted to take a back road. After jogging for several minutes, he heard a weird noise behind him. He stopped and turned around, but saw nothing out of the ordinary. So, he shrugged and continued along the path, checking his watch to see how much longer he had before the school bell signaled for first period.
“Ten more minutes,” George muttered to himself out loud. “I can still make it if I hurry.”
Quickening his pace, George sped to the fence that surrounded a large grassy field, which was the only thing that separated him from the school parking lot. He scaled the fence with ease and started to sprint across the field. Step by step, he was getting closer and closer to his destination. Seeing that he had five minutes to spare, he stopped by an oak tree to catch his breath before he made the final dash. It was then that he heard the strange noise again. Startled, George looked up and found himself face to face with a giant banana. It was unlike anything that he had seen or eaten before in his life. Mesmerized by this unprecedented sight, George wondered whether he was hallucinating because he was starting to feel the fatigue from having raced from home to here without any rest. Blinking his eyes a couple of times and even pinching his cheek thrice, the image did not disappear; instead, the giant banana towered over him with a menacing grimace on its face.
“You thought you could just take the shortcut and get to school on time, eh? Well, think again, kid. I’m going to teach you a lesson you’ll never forget. And here you’ve thought all along how easy it was to pluck bananas from trees to your heart’s content simply to satisfy your hunger for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Ha!”
Gazing at the giant banana in horror, George was frozen in his tracks. Never before had he thought that it’d be a crime to eat bananas three times a day, sometimes more. It was considered a staple for a monkey. Of course, bananas were not all that he ate. On occasion, he would treat himself to some peanuts for a snack, and if he got lucky, maybe he would be able to splurge on some cashews.
“Yo, lil’ monkey boy! Hellooooo!!” the giant banana shouted while waving his muscular yellow arms in front of George’s face.
Snapping back to reality, George realized that he had tuned out for a moment as various thoughts flooded his mind. The giant banana was showing no sign of backing away anytime soon and the watch was reading 8:28am. Only two more minutes to go and here he was standing under the luminous shadow of a humongous piece of yellow fruit. Then, a sudden thought occurred to him. What if he outsmarted the giant banana somehow? Then, even if he was late, his teacher and classmates would definitely not be upset if he could bring this trophy to share.
Determined to fight the battle of his life in order to avoid the despair of having no more bananas to consume forever, George mustered up his courage and made a swift and precise leap onto the giant banana. He scurried up its head and stomped on its nose while tickling its cheeks. The giant banana, who was unbelievably ticklish, succumbed to George’s attacks as it unsuccessfully attempted to swipe him off its face. But George was cautious to not let himself be tricked by the giant banana. To ensure that he had truly won, he aimed straight for the stump on its head and started to tug with all his might. Slowly, but steadily, George began to peel the giant banana. The yellow fruit yelped in pain as it felt its back unraveling and tried vehemently to shake George off its head. But all its efforts were to no avail as George bounced to its forehead and repeated the same peeling action. Just one more side to go, George thought to himself. He made a little hop, slid down the banana’s side one last time, and voilà! The giant banana’s skin was now draping from its head like a flower that had just blossomed after being bathed in brilliant sunlight. Proudly admiring his masterpiece, George knew that he had secured the grand prize.
With a smug smile on his face, George flipped the giant banana’s skin back into place and found a discarded rope nearby to tie it up. Dragging it along through the remainder of field, George merrily whistled a tune, no longer afraid of being tardy to class today. Bruised and beaten, the giant banana hung its head as it scraped along the withered grass. George mused to himself how surprised and delighted his teacher and classmates will be upon seeing his captive and hearing about his triumphant victory.
作者: Lisa Tang
The Jay Song Saga
(This story is completely fabricated)
by Lisa Tang
* Used 45 Jay Chou songs to write this story
A long, long time ago, a raging war broke out in “Shanghai 1943”. Everybody was afraid that the “End of the World” was coming, saying that it would be “The Last Battle”. Fortunately, the war ended and people could go back to living peacefully. Of course, this world did not come to an end either. At that time, I wasn’t born yet. I heard all of this from Grandpa. When I was young, I loved to hear stories of the past. Grandpa liked to drink tea while recounting stories. “Grandfather’s Tea” certainly was special, full of fragrance and taste. As I drank the tea, I would “Silent”ly listen to his stories. It was quite a treat! Grandpa described each scenario with such vivid details. Sometimes he would talk about his childhood days in the village when he helped his family rake the “Rice Fields”. Other times he would talk about the games that he and other children played. This made me feel as if I had “Returned to the Past”. As a kid, I lived with Grandpa and my dad because Grandma had already passed away. My dad and mom split up when I was seven. I don’t quite understand the reason they separated. I only know that they argued a lot when I was young. Mom even called Dad a “Coward”. All of this resulted in a divorce.
When I turned twelve, Grandpa was taken back to heaven, leaving Dad and me behind. Dad suggested that I should have a change of scenery. He said that I should go out to see the world and broaden my horizons. So, I left Taiwan and went to England to study abroad. The dormitory I lived in was refurnished from an old castle named, “William Castle”. Legend has it that the castle is haunted. Whether it’s true or not, that’s up to you to decide. After all, the tragedy took place a long time ago. Even though I fulfilled my dream of studying abroad, I wasn’t really all that happy. Perhaps it’s because I’m a “Perfection”ist. On top of that, I’m quiet and my English level isn’t all that good. So I always got into disagreements with the classmates who worked with me. Even though I kept saying “Sorry”, it was no use. In the end, my relationship with them deteriorated beyond repair. This “Split” made me feel very bad. It was like a nightmare, giving me a sense of “Black Humour”.
Finally, it was summer holiday. I decided to travel a bit to clear my mind of these negative feelings. First I went to Milan. While strolling along the streets, I heard that there was a famous “Blacksmith of Milan” whose skill was excellent. So I went to take a look. Also, while I was there, it happened to be the annual “Bullfight” competition. I decided to follow the crowd to witness this spectacle and join in the fun.
After that, I went to “Istanbul”. The culture there was intriguing and the scenery was also quite beautiful. I took a lot of pictures for keepsake. According to the people, a “Love’s Cliff” was situated there. Behind this cliff was a romantic love story. The saga involved a young couple. Due to their parents’ objection to their love, they decided to commit suicide by jumping off this cliff. They’d rather die together than be separated. Little did they know that after their death, they would be reincarnated as a pair of swallows. They flew from the bottom of the cliff, never apart from each other again, as they enjoyed life freely.
Thereafter, I went to a faraway Indian village and actually saw the famous “Indian Old Bird” with my own eyes. I only stayed for a few days and then I left. I also traveled to several other countries in Europe. The weather for this trip was fantastic. Almost every day was a “Sunny Day”. I just had such a great time! However, the two months went by quickly and it was time for me to return to England and continue my schooling.
Now that the trip was over, I had to face my problems with my classmates again. I vowed to myself that I will start afresh. I needed to work hard to improve myself, learning how to communicate with others and being open to their ideas. I also needed to work on my English skills. To my surprise, I got better after a few months. My hard work paid off. I made a few close friends and my schoolwork also improved. I even made the record of skipping “2 Classes [in] 3 Years” (“Year 3 Class 2”). My teachers and friends were so happy for me. My four years in England flew by so fast. On the last evening together, my friends and I went to the dormitory’s “Rooftop”. We chatted about all the silly memories of these past few years and enjoyed the night scenery. I still remembered around this time last year we were still playing immature games like “Where is the Train Going”! Now as we look up at the “Starry Mood” sky and admire the beautiful scenery, I’m sure this moment will be fondly remembered in the future!
After completing high school, I went back to Taiwan. Upon coming home, I shouted “Dad, I am Back”! To tell you the truth, I haven’t seen my dad for the longest time. Even though we kept in touch by phone and e-mails, how can that compare with seeing each other face to face? So when Dad saw me, he was so excited that he “Couldn’t Open [his] Mouth” to speak. He embraced me tightly, tears running down his cheeks. When he finally let go of me, he took a closer look at me and said, ” “You Look Happier than Before”. While you were in England, you must have experienced some harsh times. Now you’re more mature and out-going. <sigh> My child’s all grown up! Even the way we speak is the “Same Kind of Tune”! “Can You Hear”? Haha! I heard that your grades over there were pretty good. Dad’s so proud of you!” As he spoke, Dad gently patted my head. I only looked at him with a silly grin on my face and gave him a “Half Island Iron Box” engraved “In the Name of the Father” that I brought back from England as a souvenir.
Maybe it’s because I’d just got back and haven’t adjusted to this seemingly strange home yet. So I had a weird dream the first night. I dreamt that I saw a hideous “Half Beast Man” standing at the top of a clock tower, holding an “Adorable Woman” hostage. He was forcing her to be his “Wife” and even threatened to snip off all “Her Eyelashes” if she didn’t comply. That way, she’ll turn into an ugly woman. As I looked at the clock tower, I noticed that a “Counterclockwise Clock” was hung there?! I didn’t know if it was real or imagined. Suddenly, out of nowhere appeared a “Ninja”. He was using his “Nunchucks” to attack the Half Beast Man. He even said that the lovely lady was his long-lost lover from “Love Before the Century”. The Half Beast Man didn’t back down, but starting to wave around his “Double Blade” in retaliation. The beautiful girl finally saw the lover that she had been thinking about for so long. She wanted to send a “Secret Signal” to call for help, but she had already been tightly roped to the clock tower by the Half Beast Man. Just when the dueling was reaching a climax and it wasn’t certain which side would win, a “Tornado” struck. Thousands of “Snail”s flew towards the evil Half Beast Man’s face. Ninja seized this opportunity to attack him with his “Dragon Fist” and the Half Beast Man was totally defeated! Ninja even used his ‘Swirling Leg’ move to give him a swift kick to the “East Wind Broken (old)” Temple. In the end, the hero rescued the damsel in distress, and Ninja and the beautiful girl continued their “Simple Love” from the past.
The sun had risen and it was morning already. My alarm went off. I awoke from my dream, feeling exhausted and a bit painful. I heard a knock on the door. It was my dad coming to wake me up to have breakfast. He exclaimed in a shocked voice, “Son, why are you dressed as a ninja? And what are you doing holding those nunchucks?”