About six hours of journey took us to this place unconnected by road. Semban Village hiked us through hills and across the Bengoh mountain range in the much greener part of Kuching, the capital of Sarawak, Malaysia. Our encounter with this one of the many exotic locations in Borneo Island was amazing. We started pitching our tents on a field when the village chief told us it would be better to locate them inside the community hall down the hilly village area near the football ground. Although we wanted to be out in the nature, the somewhat funny idea kept us dry.
Our presence evidently caused the children mimics of curiosity. At some point I wonder if it is a sense of terror, of unexpected intrusion. Afterall how many people from outside come to play with them? Our football friendly seemed to be helping in narrowing the gap between us and so taking some pictures was alot easier and more welcomed. It was a pleasant experience in all. Look at their expressions! That was after the football match. They overcame us! We got beaten hard. It was without pain though as our purpose was merely friendship, and along the way enjoying ourselves. We learnt something in the process.
They taught us alot about happiness. This happiness we may loose if our schedules do not allow us to have time to play. These little citizens will be our future teachers of how life used to be beautiful. Our granchildren will be reminded of how the life we own can be full of zest despite the absence of internet and stuff. All they need was a football, and of course, each other. I suppose it is not so much about the ball as it is about the meaningful time they spend together. If we learn from them we might find a great lesson about life.
Our presence evidently caused the children mimics of curiosity. At some point I wonder if it is a sense of terror, of unexpected intrusion. Afterall how many people from outside come to play with them? Our football friendly seemed to be helping in narrowing the gap between us and so taking some pictures was alot easier and more welcomed. It was a pleasant experience in all. Look at their expressions! That was after the football match. They overcame us! We got beaten hard. It was without pain though as our purpose was merely friendship, and along the way enjoying ourselves. We learnt something in the process.
They taught us alot about happiness. This happiness we may loose if our schedules do not allow us to have time to play. These little citizens will be our future teachers of how life used to be beautiful. Our granchildren will be reminded of how the life we own can be full of zest despite the absence of internet and stuff. All they need was a football, and of course, each other. I suppose it is not so much about the ball as it is about the meaningful time they spend together. If we learn from them we might find a great lesson about life.
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