Suatu tghari bersama sorang mitarbeiter

Tetiba arini aku nk tulis samting kat sini. Kire first pos aku la ni maybe yg terakhir jgak.

klik link ni kat tab lain, kasi ade suasana music sket... hehe

Aku tulis blog ni sumenye disebabkan seorang pakcik yg bernama Tobias Fleichmann. Seorang mitarbeiter kat BMW Dingolfing ni. Time rehat tadi, lepak2 ngan die tepi kolam dan tetiba sahaja satu penceritaan berlaku.

Die bercerita pasal pokok yg ade dkat dpan opis ni. Ceritanya bermula dgn dialog tersebut:

‘’ Schau mal darüber jungs, neben dem Gebaude A ?’’ sagt Tobias

‘’ der große Baum??’’. Kata aku

‘’ na ja, der Baum mit tausandes Geschicht’’ sagt Tobias

Well that’s how it all started. Haha layan gak speaking. Pokok yg menjadi punca aku tergamam sekejap di hujung Pause. Ceritanya bermula begini. Nak tulis dalam melayu cam susah. Dah try dah, tapi last last rase cam pelik n msg mm susah nk paham. Sebab dari german kot. So aku cerita dlm English yg kaput la ye. Aku tambah la unsur2 tambahan bahagian2 cerita pakcik tu yg aku kurang paham. Kasi spice up sket.

tatau la cerita ni die reka reka ke tak, tp ntah la. baca je

Gaya cerita adalah pandangan org pertama (first person view), yakni dari pakcik Tobias sendiri

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That tree has been lying on that very spot since the first day I worked here, in Dingolfing. Once it was only a 10 foot high tree which its presence was hardly noticeable. On those old days I often saw a girl name Jasmin came here and played under the tree. A sweet innocent little girl whose eyes sparkling like a pure crystal glass and a pair of cute chin which seems adorable and ready to be pinched in no time. Everyday she brought her toys along with her and some comic book and sat on the tree-shade, talking alone as if the tree is an imaginary friends created by her pure imagination. The tree act like a roof to her, protects her from the sun rays, covers her from heavy rain and that tree has became her second home whenever she is lonely, sad or bored.

Days gone by, the tree grew bigger, spreading it’s leaves a lil wider. And Jasmin was by this time around 8 years old or so, already starting her primary school year. She still came by but not so frequent like before and sometimes time with friends. By this time the tree had bear fruits and Jasmin along with her friends plucked and ate the fruit when the season came. But when the season is over, the girl is nowhere to be seen. She did come but at least once per month.

The age keep piling up and will never go down, same goes with the the tree and Jasmin, who now starting his secondary school in other place, far from this town. The tree, which can no longer bear any fruit, was left behind. But still, the girl did come but this time once in a year and only just for a short visit. Maybe just to ruminate upon the past and anticipate what would become of her later on.

After 5 years. the girl simply disappear, just like that, without even leaving any mark of remembrance on the tree skin, she is never to be seen again. The tree was then left alone, a stilly loneliness, but still grew bigger and older as time pass by.

‘’ sagst du mal jungs, was wird später passieren??’‘ sagt Onkel Tobias

‘‘Der Baum ist dann gestorben… vielleicht‘‘ antworte ich

’’Nein, eine hübsche Mädschen kamm‘ sagt er

’’ein neue Mädchen ??‘ sagte ich

6, 8, 10 years flew. The tree was already dry dead by then. Suddenly a lil girl came for a visit. She talked to the tree and ran around it in a circle. The scenery looks very same like what happened 20 years ago. Only this time the tree had turn into a rotten wood, with no more leaves to wave when the wind blows. The joyful laughter of the girl breaks the silence, can be heard from distance, it is very refreshing…. tranquil…..peaceful.. Then a woman came next to the lil girl and lift her up.

‘’schau mal Denis, hier war Mummy Spielplatz, wenn Mummy noch jung bin, wie jetzt bei dir. Mein ganze Leben ist mit diesem großen Baum eingebunden, und hier habe ich iele Dinge erfahren und erleben‘‘ sagt Jasmin….

Hmmm

Sedih gak la kot, tatau la korang rase ke tak. Tp time aku dengar cerita ni direct mmg tersedih sekejap.

Huhu

Aku ingatkan cerita da abes. Sekali tetiba pakcik Tobias Fleichmann tu cakap gini kat aku

‘‘Jetzt stellst du dich vor, du bist Jasmin und der Baum ist deine Eltern‘‘

Auf English ‚‘‘ Now try to imagine, you are Jasmin, and the tree is your parents.‘’

Ketika kecil diberi perlindungan, ketika kanak2 diberi kasih sayang makanan dan menjadi sahabat, bile dah besar…….. bila pokok tu dah tua n takde daun… .

…… 15 minit aku termenung sebelom aku masuk opis balik. Damn..