Departures

Watched Departures today, at a very inappropriate time when I am about to catch a full-blown flu, and I still made my way in the blinding rain to the cinema, sneezing all the way. My condition affected me, I couldn't really concentrate or put in my emotions into what I see. I felted extremely disappointed that I couldn't weep as much as my three colleagues, I couldn't weep at all...

This is a movie talking about how a man got into the job of an undertaker, specifically those who enbalm and dresses the dead before sending them off their last journey. I enjoyed the humor of the movie very much, the scrubing bathing scene, the misunderstanding of the interview/advertisement, the making of the demo of enbalmment process. From watching one enbalment to another, we can see how close was the family to the dead, whether there were any unresolved issues with the dead, whether one's last words of farewell would be thank you, or I am sorry. Like they say, funerals and rituals are made for the people alive, not for the dead. It is a way of coming to terms with unresolved issues with a person and bringing things to a closure. It is the 'the End' of someone's story,anyone's story. I think the actor did a good job in portraying the fear, the professionalism of his 'job', the respect for the dead and the gift of gentle touch to something/someone forbidden. As the character matures progressively in the story, he comes to terms with his own past, and the ending segment was a great way for him to come to terms with his own hatred and love.


This movie reminds everyone of us to live a life without regrets, not to take anyone for granted and to learn to cherish soon enough, so that should things come to an end, one would be full of thank/gratitude, than sorry/sorrow. Perhaps it would be a traumatic lesson for those who have not thought about it, and that's why so many people cried in the theatre. I realised it only when the lights came on and everyone were in tears, eyes red and hands full of tissue. When asked which part/s were so weepy, all my friends told me it wasn;t the scene that were depressing, it was the thought that they could relate to that made them cry, then only I understood.


*********************
真正付出真心的人才懂得何为哭
为何哭

另一种感动

上星期请到假
带妈咪一起出去吃午餐
我说我要吃delifrance因为套餐很便宜
然后妈妈也不会拒绝我(妈妈不喜欢我浪费钱)
当吃到甜品的时候我就很饱吃不下了
妈妈竟然把全部的食物吃完。。
我知道
女儿请妈妈吃的东西对她来说就是不一样
宝贵得一点都不想浪费
我都知道
所以我党下也非常感动
即便那个价格对我来说一点也不昂贵


当天我们逛了6小时


感觉好久没有这种时间过得充实又有意义的一天

**********************
所以我想永远记得这一天

=)

都说写日记是一种冲动了

都说写日记是一种冲动了


解除懒惰也是一种冲动


把三个月累积的便便一次大完


在公司里有蛮多临时打工的学生
最近来了一个看起来傻傻的，乖乖的，
但是工做起来非常勤奋的男孩。
无论我丢什么任务给他，都能很快的完成。
(甚至还比更资深的同事更‘好用’)
所以，我在这位男孩子身上学到了对工作该有态。

无论做什么事情，都很投入很认真的工作态度。

令我感动的是，
放工后，
我遇见男孩手牵着妈妈到百货买东西。
我的热情招呼其实充满了他的敬佩跟感动。

这种孩子，不可多得。



所以，在吃着便当的同时，
我还在想着怎么记录这样的感动，
就开始有了写日记的冲动，
感觉还蛮爽。

*************************
真的蛮爽。