Aloha!
So, yay, JJ in the house again 
Living in a kampung life I cannot deny that awesomeness always been the right word to describe it. The environment never been a disappointment to me no matter what and the best part for me was bed time - cold weather and being surrounded by nature instrumental the cengkerik sounds, made me feel like a-ha~ perfect lullaby!
Anyway, spending my short Merdeka-Raya holiday here will be quite interesting story to share. As I had already planned before the holiday, my 'coming home' this time will be focus on helping my dad at tabasan (paddy field). Haa, tabasan part in my previous tanganak experience, was filled with a pleasant memory to remember. That was long long time ago when my siblings still around and still with their bujangan status lah. Now that all of them are married, working and have kids, plus my mom decided not to involved in mananom parai thingy anymore (because she suffered from scabies that happen when her legs bump into the mud), the experience change into a precious one and more to appreciating the spirit of tribal. Since a few years back, my dad alone put all his effort doing the maradu,mananom om mangalapos part. Only two or three times he will get a helping hand if only any of us (the children) came for weekend.
So, for this year mananom parai part, I asked my dad to hire people to make work easier and get things done on time. Because last year we were finished mananom pretty late and that affected the deadlines of harvest which by any meaning we still have lots to worry on Christmas season while others busy preparing and planning their Christmas family gathering. Make it short, hiring people done, i only gave finance support on that, the rest of finding who and when is all up to my dad. But it doesn't mean I am only monitoring and oversee the work. Monday morning, after sent my mom to the stall, I finished some housework and by 10a.m I left for mananom. Soon as I reached tabasan my dad has ready with a badas (banks) for me and two binding of samai.
Nah, FIY mananom parai is the second stage in the process of producing rice. The first stage before we have the samai bloomed is called mangasok. But i don't have any picture of it yet, sorry.
The samai (semaian in Malay).
In our traditional way, this second stage consist of yank out the samai and bind it into stock,
thereafter, we separate the samai and replanting it like this. The replanting process is actually a transmigration process from the nursery to paddy field using a tool named tatanom.
After finished the mananom part, if you live in the village you will have the opportunity to experience how it grow, increase and breeding and finally comes the third stage - harvesting! :)
Scroll down for more pics of how mananom season at tabasan look like. Weehee~ Enjoy! :D
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| The mini sulap (hut) made by my dad. |
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| DiGi tower view from the right side of the sulap. |
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| view of growing paddy. |
More empty banks.
Different from other district in Sabah nowadays, we're still practicing the old traditional way of planting paddy - manual and typical way. Which i found it pretty tough because there are stages you need to go through before you can enjoy the beautiful smell of parai wagu. Among those stages, mananom is the only part that I can fully enjoy the balmy weather, beautiful scenery and soothing green - that is where I found tabasan the peace of mind and inner resources
And that for me, is another reason to say 'life is all about Love'
Till my next post - Tuhau!
