Lavender Field |
I once
worked in Eagle Ridge, a golf and country club. The sports club, where I was
assigned was so far from the main gate and because it’s a very private place,
public transportations were not allowed, so some employees were using
motorcycle, or car to work. There's also a service or a shuttle bus provided by
the company but I’m not entitled to it because it’s exclusively for regular employees (discrimination!).
And believe it or not, a 'Princess like me cannot afford a motorbike or a car, or even a horse, so
my option is: Tadaah!! --> bicycle!
But of course, a Korean bicycle! |
That's when they started calling me Lavender or Lav, because like in
Lavender, a Taiwanese series that time, the heroine ride a bicycle to her work.
At
first I was shy using it…especially when people in their cars, looking at me
with a question on their face, maybe why I was riding a bicycle. And my
onlookers were not limited to my co-workers but also club's guests and even foreigners!
They were looking and smiling at me and with camera on their hands, I doubt if
they didn't took a picture or two! (Hey I didn't know that...me? A tourist
attraction? whoa...ha-ha)
Yes,
riding a bicycle is so ordinary thing but in my case it’s a novelty, because who
is in her right mind will ride a bike in an uphill land? And a gurl? Well, only
a weird-and-poor-princess like me.
But as day goes by, I get used to it not because I became so popular (so conceited-haha),
but because of the beautiful scene that people missed every day. Imagine having
a 360 degree full view of green grass with wild flowers and fresh morning mist
from pine trees, chirping birds as if they're singing with me and a cold
weather. How breathtakingly beautiful it was to start a day.
Then when people saw me on the road they started waving their hellos and some honking their car horns as a greeting and
few crazy even shouted my name: Lavender!!
I just stayed there for over a year and I returned home, and since then no one
is calling me Lavender anymore, and no matter how cliché it may seems, the
memories of that name and that place will be forever in my heart and that's how
my nostalgic name Lavender means to me.
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Add Commentyeah I remember those times you mentioned that alias and that bicycle in your snail mails way back college days. . god i miss your snail mails. . hehehe
yaan mo one day ..you'll get one..^^
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