NEW
LIFE
10-10
Mr. Time brought me to the next century. It was millennium era. One
night, my container was brought by some authorities to the shore, a place where
I was found. They wanted the Banjar Tribe to change my coffin from big size to
small size.
A container was too big in the museum. But when the Banjar Tribe
took me out, I lived again. Of course they surprised. They shook in fright.
Finally, I entered to the Banjar Tribe. My name was changed to be
Palui. I started to adapt with Banjar Tribe. I am one of the famous people in
the South Kalimantan now. You wonder, are not
you? Why I become so well-known? I always write my stories in a column. The
column presents in Banjarmasin Post.
Now, you know the reason? Of course! One day, I heard my friend, Krakatau has a child. Its baby was born when its angry
because I took a rest on its toe. The baby Krakatau had grown became a child Krakatau . They are sleeping now. I do not know when they
will get up and angry like before. I can not fancy if Krakatau
angry again.
I wanted to cry if I remembered my father. I spent my days with
writing my stories. I wrote about my journey, my experiences, my friends, my
family, my job, and other things that I could write. But you can not read my
writing now. Just wait. OK, reader! I have to go now. I sleepy now. I can not
continue my story again. I finish here. Bye bye.
Originally written 19-10-2001
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Note: Palui
is a local character from Banjarmasin, South Kalimantan, Indonesia. His story sometimes
(maybe always) bring comedy or stupid misunderstanding. He is funny character
and “raja akal” or mastermind. Its fun to read the story but the story uses
traditional language from local region, Banjar Language.
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