“ . . . How little we need

to be happy:

a half-kilo increase in weight . . . ”



                                                                  don’t know if remember correctly

                                                                     whether if january or february

                                                                         but that time we go to

                                                                        the bearlin there got the

                                                                       concentration camp there

“ . . . One of the S.S. men caught a woman with a baby in her arms.

She began asking for mercy: if she were shot

the baby should live . . . ”




i remember our tour guide                                                                                                                                                           

tell us all the story                                                                                                                                                           


say that when they bring them in                                                                                                                                                           

through the yard                                                                                                                                                           

flock by flock in drove                                                                                                                                                           



“ . . . barely known) all                                                                                

who look up                                                                           


to see—how many                                                                                

faces? How many . . . ”                                                                                


then they will look for                                                                                                                                                           

the biggest guy                                                                                                                                  

most tuak jiak guy                                                                                                                                                                 


surround him one two three four five against                                                                                                                                         





                                                                       “ . . . Black milk of daybreak we

                                 drink you at night

                                                                       We drink you in the morning at

                                 noon we drink you at

                                                                       nightfall . . . ”




                                                                                        beat him down with the truncheon

                                                                                                  until his face bloom like rose

                                                                                                                                                                 water the dirt

                                                                                                                                      plant the seed


                                                                                                                      cos big guy kena already

                                                                                                                               where got chance?



“ . . . you had not

looked. They were cast out

as if they were

some animals, some beasts . . . ”

                                                                                                                                                                             i tell you i remember his stories all damn jiwang lah

                                                                                                           but then at the end we want to ask him

                                                                                                                if must go to Osweetch or not?

                                                                                                             heard that its even more sadder leh


                                                                                                                                 got all the hair can see is real one

                                                                                                                                          and then he say to us

“ . . . Afterwards she heard

the sounds of shots. She

fell into a pit together

with the children, felt

that the blood of the children

was pouring, streaming over

her, but she was alive . . . ”

                                                                                                                                                          “Oh, you mean—

                                                                                                                                                          It’s pronounced—


                                                                                                                                                It’s okay, it’s a common mistake . . . ”




And she remained amongst                                                                                

the dead bodies until sunset . . .                                                                               






                                                                                                       wah I tell you





                                                                                                                                                                                       damn malu lah