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续六

本文发表在 rolia.net 枫下论坛后来呢?

后来我记忆深处的那晚生活场景,仿佛电脑硬盘存储的文件,一直都没有删除,更不会去格式化,不止一次地被什么路径的指令打开,不止一次地在人群中止步,驻足,凝神,静思,有时候,真的是心潮澎湃,还不得不,强忍眼泪,比如听到这首歌:

Everybody's Got A Story
(the link is the lyric from Toronto singer Amanda Marshall)

而每回在TV或电影中,看到战争中人民的流离失所妻离子散,看到茫茫海洋上的海难事故,甚至,只要一看到惊涛骇浪的镜头,我就会想到那晚,男友之外,另一双酒后红红的男人眼睛,和红眼中闪闪的隐隐泪光。

Everybody's Got A Story

和男友把盏论天下的另一个男人,除了普罗大众口中的“越南华侨,加拿大难民,打工仔,老光棍",他的身分,还有一个在新闻媒体,甚至国际外交文件当中,使用曾经相当频繁的专门术语,叫”越南船民“。

他是谁?!是他生他长的土地越南人吗?是他中国血统的母父让他学国语学汉字的中国人?越南他回不去了,中国他回不去了!

他的故事就是汪洋大海中的一叶小舟,载着他这样的越南船民,在汪洋上飘啊飘,泰国上不去,马来西亚上不去,新加坡上不去,菲律宾上不去,印度尼西亚上不去!

你能理解那份所有的希望都已经支离破碎的伤心,那份寒彻心肺的绝望,那份铭心刻骨的无助,那份途经之处,被所有的大陆所有的陆地拒绝越南船民靠岸入境的生--不--如--死?

纯朴如他,日复一日地做他照章纳税的加拿大公民,也许没有桌子MM式样的豪言壮语感叹和上纲上线的什么众生平等小学教师一般的谆谆教导,但想象一下,只需要想象一下,经过三个多月的无助无望的汪洋漂泊之后,总算终于踏上加拿大土地的的心情吧!

这是这个大千世界上,唯一展开胸怀,接纳越南船民的土地啊!

一杯黄酒在手,两行浊泪挂脸,出生入死大难不死之后的人之生命,如果没有一份深厚”感恩“之心,如何还能负重前行?

他的故事讲完了,中国城出租房司空见惯昏黄的厨房空间,三人对座,静如黎明前的清晨,最终打破这寂静的,是平时一副大男人坚强模样男友的嚎啕大哭。

陪他无语落泪,手轻轻地放在他的后背,我真的很懂他的泪水。

也许,不该画蛇添足给ROLIANS一个说明,但他全力以赴一门心思主攻老美的MBA学校申请,那么好的成绩那么强的背景,二十多份申请,居然全线覆灭的惨局,跟茫茫大海上的漂流无家可归,可是同样的心情?

脚下这块值得”感恩“的土地啊!!!

====
alalalalalalala ohhhh ohh yeah

Verse
You walk up to me and say
"Feel like I know you baby"
And then take a sip of your cherry coke now
Now who drinks a cherry coke?
Maybe you're nervous, I see that bead of sweat
Dancin' on your cheek
Your words are like cheap champagne
I get the point but it's much too sweet

I'm so tired of the dance
This carousel of superficial conversation
Gets me nowhere...

Chorus
So you can see my bra underneath my shirt
Watch the wind underneath my skirt
But that ain't the picture it's just a part
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart

See my eyes, don't see what I see
Touch my tongue, don't know what tastes good to me
It's the human condition that keeps us apart
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart
Yeah everybody's got a story that could break your heart

lalala lalana nanana nana na naaa

Verse
Now who can read the mind
Of the red-headed girl next door (mm)
Or the taxi driver who just dropped you off or the
Or the classmate that you ignore
Don't assume everything on the surface is what you see
'Cause that classmate just lost her mother
And that taxi-driver's got a Ph.D

I'm so tired of the fear that
Weighs us down with wrong assumptions
Of broken hearts and natural function

Chorus
So you can see my bra underneath my shirt
Watch the wind underneath my skirt
But that ain't the picture it's just a part
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart

See my eyes, don't see what I see
Touch my tongue, don't know what tastes good to me
It's the human condition that keeps us apart
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart

See my bra underneath my shirt
Watch the wind underneath my skirt
But that ain't the picture it's just a part
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart (your heart)

Solo
lalalala lalala ladada da da da

Bridge
So dig deep (dig deep)
Deeper than the image that you see (dig deep)
Lift the vail and let your true self breathe (dig deep)
And show the world the beauty underneath (she kills this note, haha)

Chorus
See my bra underneath my shirt
Watch the wind underneath my skirt
But that ain't the picture, it's just a part
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart

See my eyes, don't see what I see
Touch my tongue, don't know what tastes good to me
It's the human condition that keeps us apart
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart

See my bra underneath my shirt
Watch the wind underneath my skirt
But that ain't the picture, it's just a part
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart

See my eyes, don't see what I see
Touch my tongue, don't know what tastes good to me
It's the human condition that keeps us apart
Everybody's got a story that could break your heart

Outro
That could break your heart baby
Everybody's got a story, oh yeah
lalala nanana lala nanana
lalala nanana nanana....更多精彩文章及讨论,请光临枫下论坛 rolia.net
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  • 枫下茶话 / 社会 / 我在加拿大的几个生活场景(2)
    真想不到,搬家之后,我跟我的新HOUSEMATE的见面,会是这样一个场景:

    破家值万贯,搬家永远都是琐碎零乱慌张紧张的,心情上,对新环境的好奇与不安交织的一丝恐慌,有搬家公司的工人付费劳动,有男朋友的卖力讨好,体力上,再冷的天,自己往往也是汗流浃背的。

    也是有见于此吧,加拿大政府,对每个抛弃旧家,变卖家产,拖家带口,投奔这个国家的新移民,即使许多苦口婆心良言苦口,被我们自己对新生活的巨大热情向往所忽视而错过,多多少少有忠告,有协助,有欢迎词,哪怕仅仅只是在海关的一句:Welcome To Canada.

    汗流浃背之后,在加拿大的天经地义理所当然就是一个热水澡,洗到一半,浴室的门被人捶的山响,anything wrong?关了水龙头,静听,是气势汹汹的国语:都几点啦,还洗得哗啦哗啦的水响,让不让人睡觉啊?

    坐在房中的男友冲了出来:”怎么回事儿?怎么回事儿?这不才十点半么,再说呢,浴室又不跟你合用,碍你什么事儿啦?“

    ”当然管我事!我的睡房就在浴室的楼下,我可是早上五点就要出门返工的啊“,声调已经有了哀求的意味,”你们讲点道理好不好?

    “我在加拿大的几个生活场景”(1)请看连接
    • 续一
      这个开始气势汹汹后来有点哀求的国语主人,就是新的housemate,新家入住的第一晚,第一次就是以这样的方式,算是打了个招呼,送了个特殊的见面礼吧。

      男友是个见面熟的能人,不出几天,就从房东那儿,房客那儿,把这个居然一点客气“礼貌”都不讲的人,底细摸得“清清楚楚”。

      随之而来的种种stereotype的八卦和偏见,也就是男友嘴中的天经地义啦。

      第一,这个男人是个越南华侨,难民,嘿嘿,难民嘛,·#¥%…§★,自然是比不过俺们这些“技术独立移民”的素质高啦,blak blak blak;

      第二,这个男人四十多还是五十多,反正是个老光棍,嘿嘿,老光棍嘛,·#¥%…§★,自然是有些怪癖啦,变态啦什么什么的,吧啦吧啦;

      第三,这个男人来加拿大一二十年了,一直在工厂打工,一直没车没房,嘿嘿,打工仔嘛,·#¥%…§★,自然是要文明没文明要礼貌没礼貌啦,呱啦呱啦。
    • 续二
      男友当时正在申请一个大学,读MBA,在等待入学通知的阶段,他自己也正在一个工厂打工。

      而且,他告诉我所有的朋友,他的工厂工作。

      这是我当时特别爱他的一点,能上能下,不等不靠。

      开始我也把这个优点无穷放大,认为是他没有虚荣心的表现。

      但只有很少的朋友,知道,他在申请MBA。

      没有炫耀MBA的光环,更是没有丝毫虚荣心了。

      且慢,答案在此:不是100%有把握拿到入学通知的,他警告我不许告诉别人,要是没拿到,"我可丢不起那个脸"。

      哦呵?

      我自己,甚至,连工厂打工的工作都还没找到。
    • 续三
      男友说那个越南华侨是生活的loser时,我楞是不懂,如何准确领会这个英文单词的微妙含义,他专门找出辞典来,解释给我听,真是一个时刻学英文的好习惯,也是一个体贴和耐心的好男人。

      我含情脉脉地望着他,幸福地想,他的GRE,他的GMAT,多难啊,大约,也都是这么日积月累,一个单词一个单词的,学会的吧?

      但我想记载的生活场景,却不是掉进蜜糖罐的幸福时光,读过桌子MM,习惯桌子MM的ROLIANS,肯定在猜想,这个桌子MM,又不知到是在哪儿挖了个坑,等着咱呢,动不动小学教师模样地教育咱,启蒙开导咱,车轱辘话,烦不烦呀,翻来复去,也就那老三篇,一是上纲上线,爱国恨国,文化什么的,二是众生平等,反歧视反类型化什么,三是女权主义,沾不得一点对女性的不公不敬不恭。

      即是昨日话题的后续,对加拿大感恩戴德的话题,自然也是在桌子MM的头脑热点啦。
    • 续四
      后来我在一家快餐店打工,午夜时分才拖着疲惫的双腿回家。

      不是我不知道,这世界真奇妙,经过二楼他们共用的厨房,看到内边坐着两个男人,我男友,和那个越南人。

      有奇怪奇妙的氛围,在这个司空见惯的生活空间。因为两个莫名其妙不知所以,会坐在一起的男人。

      记忆已经模糊了,我现在可以胡编乱造说是花生米或者什么越南风格或者任何简陋的下酒菜,摆在两个男人面前,酒是肯定少不了的,让我胡编乱造什么品牌和种类酒,才可以还原当时的气氛?

      更难以被我的网上文字还原和重构的是,生活的真实事实,残酷的,和感恩戴德的,生活在真实,都是如此地难以还原啊!

      我男友的所谓国内高级白领的故事,在这儿Rolia可以说是一点新意也没有,无非就是如何的甲等写字楼,如何的星马泰,如何的五星级别的出差,外加外籍老板的趣闻。
    • #1757362
    • 续五
      让桌子MM式样的感叹,化成这网上文字的生活场景,就是记忆再模糊也不会褪色的男人神情神色神态。

      是最亲密的恋爱关系当中,女人们也经常发现不了的真实男人,一个从高高在上的所谓小资高级白领神坛走下来的男人,在体会他自己的“同是天涯沦落人,人生何处不相逢”的男人情怀。

      当时男友还在等待MBA入学通知,是最后几天的最紧张和最焦虑阶段,白天打工的疲惫,夜晚爱情和性爱的滋润,我始终是一副天塌不下来的乐天态度,你打一辈子工也嫁你的信誓旦旦,仍然无法让他释怀。

      我记得那晚酒后他红红的眼,我记得他红眼中焦灼的泪光。

      他袒胸露背的样子,跟一个他平素不屑一顾嗤之以鼻的可以说是陌生男人一喝上酒,我记得他那副掏心掏肺胆肝相照的样子,没夸张到把酒问青天的矫情,但众人眼中的天之骄子,家族的荣耀,好儿子,好兄弟,好同事,好男友,一套上“新移民”身分,鱼儿离开了水,瓜儿离开了秧,拔剑四顾,茫茫天涯......
      • 然后呢
      • 往下写,往下写;桌子美,桌子美。
    • 8错
    • 转贴还是原创...有男友了?:P
      • 已阅. 怪不得桌子每天在这里转悠,原来是full time刷rolia呀. BTW挺好看的,多写点,快写点..
        • hehehe, where is your logic? @_@
          • well... I don't have logic :P
    • Great. Keep going. #1757362.
    • 续六
      本文发表在 rolia.net 枫下论坛后来呢?

      后来我记忆深处的那晚生活场景,仿佛电脑硬盘存储的文件,一直都没有删除,更不会去格式化,不止一次地被什么路径的指令打开,不止一次地在人群中止步,驻足,凝神,静思,有时候,真的是心潮澎湃,还不得不,强忍眼泪,比如听到这首歌:

      Everybody's Got A Story
      (the link is the lyric from Toronto singer Amanda Marshall)

      而每回在TV或电影中,看到战争中人民的流离失所妻离子散,看到茫茫海洋上的海难事故,甚至,只要一看到惊涛骇浪的镜头,我就会想到那晚,男友之外,另一双酒后红红的男人眼睛,和红眼中闪闪的隐隐泪光。

      Everybody's Got A Story

      和男友把盏论天下的另一个男人,除了普罗大众口中的“越南华侨,加拿大难民,打工仔,老光棍",他的身分,还有一个在新闻媒体,甚至国际外交文件当中,使用曾经相当频繁的专门术语,叫”越南船民“。

      他是谁?!是他生他长的土地越南人吗?是他中国血统的母父让他学国语学汉字的中国人?越南他回不去了,中国他回不去了!

      他的故事就是汪洋大海中的一叶小舟,载着他这样的越南船民,在汪洋上飘啊飘,泰国上不去,马来西亚上不去,新加坡上不去,菲律宾上不去,印度尼西亚上不去!

      你能理解那份所有的希望都已经支离破碎的伤心,那份寒彻心肺的绝望,那份铭心刻骨的无助,那份途经之处,被所有的大陆所有的陆地拒绝越南船民靠岸入境的生--不--如--死?

      纯朴如他,日复一日地做他照章纳税的加拿大公民,也许没有桌子MM式样的豪言壮语感叹和上纲上线的什么众生平等小学教师一般的谆谆教导,但想象一下,只需要想象一下,经过三个多月的无助无望的汪洋漂泊之后,总算终于踏上加拿大土地的的心情吧!

      这是这个大千世界上,唯一展开胸怀,接纳越南船民的土地啊!

      一杯黄酒在手,两行浊泪挂脸,出生入死大难不死之后的人之生命,如果没有一份深厚”感恩“之心,如何还能负重前行?

      他的故事讲完了,中国城出租房司空见惯昏黄的厨房空间,三人对座,静如黎明前的清晨,最终打破这寂静的,是平时一副大男人坚强模样男友的嚎啕大哭。

      陪他无语落泪,手轻轻地放在他的后背,我真的很懂他的泪水。

      也许,不该画蛇添足给ROLIANS一个说明,但他全力以赴一门心思主攻老美的MBA学校申请,那么好的成绩那么强的背景,二十多份申请,居然全线覆灭的惨局,跟茫茫大海上的漂流无家可归,可是同样的心情?

      脚下这块值得”感恩“的土地啊!!!

      ====
      alalalalalalala ohhhh ohh yeah

      Verse
      You walk up to me and say
      "Feel like I know you baby"
      And then take a sip of your cherry coke now
      Now who drinks a cherry coke?
      Maybe you're nervous, I see that bead of sweat
      Dancin' on your cheek
      Your words are like cheap champagne
      I get the point but it's much too sweet

      I'm so tired of the dance
      This carousel of superficial conversation
      Gets me nowhere...

      Chorus
      So you can see my bra underneath my shirt
      Watch the wind underneath my skirt
      But that ain't the picture it's just a part
      Everybody's got a story that could break your heart

      See my eyes, don't see what I see
      Touch my tongue, don't know what tastes good to me
      It's the human condition that keeps us apart
      Everybody's got a story that could break your heart
      Yeah everybody's got a story that could break your heart

      lalala lalana nanana nana na naaa

      Verse
      Now who can read the mind
      Of the red-headed girl next door (mm)
      Or the taxi driver who just dropped you off or the
      Or the classmate that you ignore
      Don't assume everything on the surface is what you see
      'Cause that classmate just lost her mother
      And that taxi-driver's got a Ph.D

      I'm so tired of the fear that
      Weighs us down with wrong assumptions
      Of broken hearts and natural function

      Chorus
      So you can see my bra underneath my shirt
      Watch the wind underneath my skirt
      But that ain't the picture it's just a part
      Everybody's got a story that could break your heart

      See my eyes, don't see what I see
      Touch my tongue, don't know what tastes good to me
      It's the human condition that keeps us apart
      Everybody's got a story that could break your heart

      See my bra underneath my shirt
      Watch the wind underneath my skirt
      But that ain't the picture it's just a part
      Everybody's got a story that could break your heart (your heart)

      Solo
      lalalala lalala ladada da da da

      Bridge
      So dig deep (dig deep)
      Deeper than the image that you see (dig deep)
      Lift the vail and let your true self breathe (dig deep)
      And show the world the beauty underneath (she kills this note, haha)

      Chorus
      See my bra underneath my shirt
      Watch the wind underneath my skirt
      But that ain't the picture, it's just a part
      Everybody's got a story that could break your heart

      See my eyes, don't see what I see
      Touch my tongue, don't know what tastes good to me
      It's the human condition that keeps us apart
      Everybody's got a story that could break your heart

      See my bra underneath my shirt
      Watch the wind underneath my skirt
      But that ain't the picture, it's just a part
      Everybody's got a story that could break your heart

      See my eyes, don't see what I see
      Touch my tongue, don't know what tastes good to me
      It's the human condition that keeps us apart
      Everybody's got a story that could break your heart

      Outro
      That could break your heart baby
      Everybody's got a story, oh yeah
      lalala nanana lala nanana
      lalala nanana nanana....更多精彩文章及讨论,请光临枫下论坛 rolia.net
      • 技术移民来这应该是为了找到更好的生活,来加拿大和跳到一家新公司感觉类似,哪有“茫茫大海上的漂流无家可归”的心情啊。您可真逗,写一堆排比句让自己感动。
        本来不想说出来,可是想到这是网络,您再气也没法扔个桌子来砸我,俺就发了,您看着办吧。
      • 挑个刺啊,“这是这个大千世界上,唯一展开胸怀,接纳越南船民的土地啊!”其实当时香港也接收了很多船民啊,后来他们才又辗转到美加以及世界各地。
        • 澳大利亚,英国,都有
        • 你又在这神烛天南了,桌子MM一向是大行不顾细谨的。