Its been sometimes,I ventured out of the house. After the hari raya ,I passed my time doing household chores within the 4 walls of the house.I was a perpetual hermit.
Once in a while,I went out to the front porch,to tidy up what needed to be done. Sweeping the porch of the dried leaves. To tell the truth ,I gave up greening the porch,after all the plants that were potted or hung died when we were away from home quite a number of times.And I am no green fingers either.
But a few days before,I decided that I have enough of ketuk ketuking of the laptop.Armed with a garden shears,a chopper,I decided to flex my muscles….. menebas !
As it is, the bushes and drains behind our perimeter garden was usually tended to by the municipal workers.And after that clout with the minister,all work came to a halt.There was no more of the sounds of grass cutting or the sight of them clearing the drains.As such,the once cleared patch of land was overgrown with bushes.How the wild plants have taken control of the land was amazing.The once small bushes has grown so wild that it could be a secondary jungle.
Usually pakli would clear them but he was too busy with the new project that he neglected them for more serious business.
So today,mamason feels it was high time to take charge.Armed with the sears and chopping knife,she took the bull by the horns.And guess who came to assist her? Dell and Mok la siapa lagi!
By 1.00 she finished half of the task.Clipping away the long branches and pulling and tugging the undergrowth away.
Ibu bikin apa tu? I heard a voice behind me.Oh,it was the maid of my neighbour.
Dari mana? Jakarta jawabnya.
Ibu baru kerja sini ya? Dia bertanya lagi. I nodded.Ha ha biaq pi la dia ingat makcik pun maid juga.Mungkin ada rupa kot.hehe
I finished half of my intended mission.Maybe I would take another ten days to have the land cleared and primp.
Lepas tu,makcik nak mulakan kebun mamason.
Mari kita ke ladang he
Mari kita keladang he
Kita menanam kacang
Hati tenang jadi riang
Terngiang ngiang lagu “Kebun Pak Awang” !
Gambar nanti ya.Kamera tak ada batteri lah pula.
Ibu...
ReplyDeletenanti kirimin uang belanja buat anak-anak mau sekolah ya bu....
(Ahahahahahha mau mengusik cikgu saja......)
Saya pernah mengorek lubang dalam-dalam keliling rumah dengan hajatnya nak tanam pokok betik.... sampai luka-luka tapak tangan.... bila cerita dengan member kena ketawa sebab nak tanam betik tak payah gali buang beriya-iya... dan semaikan dulu biji betik hingga keluar anak pokok baru tanam..... hai lah mak andeh.....
SALAM,
ReplyDeleteRAJIN DAN BERSEMANGAT ! NEXT N3, DONT FORGET THE PHOTOS. NAK TENGOK MACAM MANA SIS MENEBAS !
Salam mamason, Alhamdulillah, terbuka hati nak berkebun..
ReplyDeleteboleh berpeluh2 sikit kan?, yang paling best time
9.00 pagi sampai 11 pagi jgn lebih nanti kulit muka terbakar pulak, unless pakai topi besar2 tu..
Selamat berkebun..
tanah pun besar lagi kangkang kera..
ReplyDeletehehehe..
setakat dalam pasu tu ada le dua tiga jenis tanaman..
hidup segan mati tak mahu..
huhuhu
Pn Rahmah,
ReplyDeleteBab gardening makcik tersangattlah lembab.Tak berapa kemahuin.Sbb minat terarah kpd yg lain.rasanya sebatang pokok pun belum ditanamin.aha.tanam menanam pakli kerjain....uang utk anak anak tak lupa ibuk hantarin.
LF
ReplyDeleteNampaknya LF kena tunggu gambarnya sebab gunting shears tu dah pakli ambil balik.So tak ada lah cerita kebun pak awang lagi sehingga lepas balik KL nanti.
Salam Pn nani,
ReplyDeleteMakcik berkobar kobar nak clear semak samun tu,tapi kena put on hold sbb nak ke KLlah pula.Rasanya nak pergi Sg Buloh cari pokok sebelum balik.Kalau pergi dengan kereta .Naik Cameron Highlands pun bagus juga.
Cikgu Isza,
ReplyDeleteSalam perkenalan.Thanks for coming.Kadang tu lagi kecil tanah,lagi malas.Semangat tu yang penting sebenarnya.
Makcik sebenarnya ulat buku tu yang tak senang nak jadi ulat daun.hehe.