we went hiking, but we don't know the routine. we asked and we were told that the entrance of the trail can be found near the cemetery.....
a-mi didn't wait till she was clear and said, got it.... and urged me to go, of course, I was clueless then....
i turned at a main road, and she popped out "are you sure it is the way to turn?"
i got mad, coz she pretended she got the direction but actually not.
i bellowed....and she turned silent. and suddenly, she said again, as if nothing happened, " 墓仔埔滴堆？〞
i didn't know whether i should laugh or cry....it was just too funny, and i have found a-mi is a child... for all her life.
as i grow older, i find i am more my father's type while my sister is so much like my mother.
carlos castenada said, "我們對於像是自己翻版的人，不是極愛，就是極恨〞.... that could explain the conflicts between a-mi and my sister.
but i think of my interaction patter with my father, which is.... similar to theirs....
luckily, i could be good with a-mi, who didn't get along that well with a-pa.
sad to find this family pattern.... however, we never know until we look back. no need to be sad, just need to learn the lesson... and move forward...
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