James On A Plane

Just a short and sweet post in honor of our son, who is apparently growing up.  I'm not talking about his personality.  I mean that body of his is getting bigger.  He looks especially tall when he wears long pants, which he doesn't do every day because of the very warm weather in Kuching.

James's hobbies include dinosaurs and break dancing.  Some of his current favorite foods are Koko Krunch cereal, spaghetti, and roti canai dipped in sweetened condensed milk.

 

Oh, and there he is on an airplane last week.  (He likes to draw, too.)

Dinosaurs and Dictionaries, Waterfalls, Weddings and Wild Rides --QM

We have entered what feels like a new stage of life, a full and lovely stage of life. We are no longer full-time language learners, and Ethan has now started assisting with a dictionary project. He's at the office every day, and I'm at home more, without the car. I actually think the lack of wheels is good for me! I'm on a mission to organize my house and teach Dorie to 'love to learn' before she (and James) go to school in January. I'm also finding time to go on spontaneous bus rides, to have a weekly morning for painting, and to enjoy the local Dinosaur Exhibition! Life is good.

Oh yeah, its a little scary in that museum...

Ethan was able to join a Word Collection workshop this month to learn some 'tricks of the trade.' These men are collecting words for their dictionary.

I love seeing my little girl draw--both kids will focus a half hour or more on creating their pictures. These days I'm starting to really get into it too--I never expected how fun it would be to draw with my kids.

The children will be attending Chinese classes at their Tadika next year and Dorie was asking me to teach her how to write some characters. I think I taught her "very hot." I'm not the most qualified Chinese teacher!

James and Dorie wowed us with their stamina on a long hike to a waterfall on Mount Santubong. Great day.

Ethan and I stayed at this home for four days for some intensive language learning, and now my friend Nisa is getting married! We arrived too late to see her engagement ceremony-but not too late for pictures!

My friend Morina, Dorie and I went on a quintessential bus adventure. We started the day without a clue of where we would end up, found a great swimming hole, and said hi to some puppies on the way home.

Parting Shot: The Swimming Hole

The America Trip In Eleven Pictures

I just love modern communications technology.  Thanks to the lightning speed of the internet, I can share memories and publish them worldwide instantly . . . a month after the fact.

Yes, Dorie and I spent two of July's weeks in the United States.  There are many things we did that I forgot to take pictures of, especially during the week in Delaware.  (My mother-in-law's blog covers that week pretty nicely, however.)  Here's a bit of a pictorial run-through of our adventure in the U.S., with minimal commentary.

We went to my sister's house first.

 
Dorie played with her cousin Lina.

I went fishing and caught me a trophy.

My heart sang when I saw the old, familiar view from the hill behind Mom and Dad's house.

Very important: we had pizza and wings.  This is my family here, at least more than half of them.

I also made Sarawak Laksa for my family.  It turned out not-quite-authentic but still pretty good.

My brother's Micah's wedding with Esther was the real reason we came to the U.S. in the first place.  I promise this is the best picture I have of them (which is my fault, not theirs).

My brother Jesse played on a playground with Dorie.  Spot her if you can.

I found the pictures on this bar's windows funny.  The billiards guy is about to do some damage to the football player, while the baseball batter may or may not end up clubbing the basketball star.  Is this intentional?

On the way back to the airport in New York, we stopped at the World Trade Center.

Upon arriving in Kuala Lumpur, Dorie ordered a tall Milo Ice.  As you can see, she was a little tired after more than 30 hours of traveling.

That's it!  America and back again.

English Needs More Words -- E.

So you're learning to speak a new language.  You can get by learning plenty of basic vocabulary simply by translating a word from English.  In Malay, for example:  How do you say "cat" in Malay?  Kucing.  Great, thanks.  What about "sky"?  Langit.  And "durian"?  Durian.  Got it.

If a Malaysian wanted to learn English words, the reverse process could work.  Hai, apa nama 'kucing' dalam Bahasa Inggeris? Cat.  Bagaimana dengan 'langit'?  Sky.  'Durian'?  Obviously.

Picture of Durian Gray

But Malay and English words don't match up one-to-one every time, of course.  And sometimes -- this the part I really love -- you run into Malay words that have really have no English equivalent.

Okay.  Pretend you're married, right?  And your spouse has a sister.  And your spouse's sister is married.  That man -- the husband of the sister of your spouse -- what do you call him?  Besides his name, I mean.  I used to enjoy debating this.  I'd always say, that's my brother-in-law.  Others would argue, no, it's your sister-in-law's husband.  (And without fail somebody would always be thoughtful enough to point out, "who even cares?")

Here's where we could borrow a word from the Malay lexicon: biras.  It means -- well, it means the relation that I described just now.  How have English speakers managed so long without something like it?

Here's another.  My Malay teacher recently asked me what the English word for ngilu is.  Ngilu, I'm told, is the sensation you get when you bite into a lime, or hear a sharp knife scraping bamboo.  Neither of those are common experiences for me, but I'm guessing it's similar to biting into a Popsicle, or more famously, listening to this:

Can you feel the ngilu right now?

But what's it called?  That nails-on-a-chalkboard feeling, right?  I don't know of a single English word that describes this awful experience.  But the Malay-speaking world has come prepared.

There are others.  In particular, I have noticed an abundance of Malay words related to body posture and gesturing.  Perhaps I will list some another time.  For now, you can practice using these two useful Malay words at home.

Or better yet, just keep a healthy distance from Popsicles and chalkboards.

One Year -- E.

It was a year ago Saturday that we first arrived in Malaysia.  A year ago this week we dragged our jet-lagged selves up to a Bidayuh village for Gawai, a local harvest festival tradition.

Somehow Bidayuh people can wear this kind of stuff without looking silly.
I wasn't pulling it off so well.

Now that we're back in Gawai season again (leaving tomorrow for several days out with our Iban friends this time!), it seems we have officially run the full circle of annual celebrations.  After Gawai, it was Ramadan and the subsequent Aidilfitri feasts; Christmas season didn't seem so far after that; then came Chinese New Year; and back to Gawai.  With countless minor holidays in between, of course.

This next year I want to try to keep track of time with seasonal fruits.  Some fruits are strictly seasonal, while others just seem to be extra-abundant at certain times.  Maybe it changes from year to year, but based on the past year I expect to see a progression something like this:

Longan

Rambutan

Mangosteen

Durian

Langsat

Watermelon

We're deep in watermelons right now, in fact.  Can't complain.

This was originally going to be a reflective post in which I summarized my family's experiences over the last year, and expressed how grateful I am to be living in Malaysia.  Instead, as usual, I ended up talking about food instead.  Maybe next time we'll get it.  Stay tuned.