AMISH
Fielddtrip day! We're gonna see Amish people at Jamesport.
160 miles away, 3-hr roadtrip from Columbia.
A LOT of travelling, and everytime the van moves we just slept and slept. er, Not very happening sia.
Well at first i thought it'll be like stepping into a scene in "Witness", so i picture it to be like this 18th century-ish thing with like a town central and Amish people walkin around in stores...well, it's wasn't quite like what i thought. The Amish people do not live in the towns so while we were at Jamesport we didn't see any of them. They live in the country, and sparsely, and machiam never step out of the house so the best view we've got of them was like a group of ladies walkin along the road and those in the country stores.
Aw...and they were't wearing the bonnets like we saw in the pictures so that's kinda disappointing, i wonder if there's a reason to that.
And most of the time we could only look from the car cos it's like the place was too freakin big to walk and it's next to impossible to expect them to invite you into their houses if you are thick-skin enough to ever go knocking onto one.
Okie I'll try my best to describe it, it was quite an experience still despite all the boring bits of the trip, cos afterall this is one terribly intriguing people. A community and way of life so strong it's like an unbreakable code. And the rest of the world can only watch on the outside.
The countryside was simply just rows and rows of dry, wheat coloured plains of nothing, kinda sad and lonely though i would say, and then there are these houses, standing far and few between in the nothingness, lonely. Some of them are kinda gruby and broken on the side. behing the closed doors and shut windows they're full of tales.
It's scary, On the one hand they stand so stark against the plains and the sky, staring back at you, but then, they're too hidden, and kept. And to know their secrets means to give up everything you have in exchange, and be one of them, be Amish. How can one understand what it means to live without conveniences, luxury, technology, and contact with anyone on the outside world, anything beyond the edge of the fields. And to conduct oneself in such strictness, and complinace and obedience to the family and community. No individuals, no persons, somehow this is a way of live that seemly defies every human whimp and nature - selfishness and hedonism.
Yet the village looked so quiet and at ease with itself, so in its element all else is rejected. We can only wonder how would it be to be inside, huh.
Well maybe some of you don't get what I'm saying, well, it's a good time to learn something new. go goggle amish and read that. i can't tell you everything, it'll take pages.
i really admire them, and i don't think it's wierd. When one person is in trouble or has no money, everyone pools together their money and helps out. Literally no one is poor in the community, isn't that kinda close of the ideals of communism, everyone works out of the good of their heart...you noe. I really think the Amish themselves are a political ideology.
Well enough of that, i could go on forever.
I also got to milk a cow, yew...the utter feels wierd. And we brought back some famos chocolate milk. yeah. But then i gotta remember not to eat ice cream cos crystal said that the US has too much dairy product and it's easier to get breast cancer. shrugs...ok...watever, i stay away fr ice cream....ya lar i kia si can?
Oh and we ended up in a piano bar at the end of it. Boy people do outrageous things on stage in these American bars like sing offensive songs and dance crazy and grope people on stage. yucks! I'm staying away from the stage dude.
I hope you'll like the photos. Gonna start internship tmr...totally freakin out. Somebody save me!
http://jazzyjazzi.multiply.com/photos/album/9
and i took some more beautiful snow pictures too. see.
http://jazzyjazzi.multiply.com/photos/album/10
160 miles away, 3-hr roadtrip from Columbia.
A LOT of travelling, and everytime the van moves we just slept and slept. er, Not very happening sia.
Well at first i thought it'll be like stepping into a scene in "Witness", so i picture it to be like this 18th century-ish thing with like a town central and Amish people walkin around in stores...well, it's wasn't quite like what i thought. The Amish people do not live in the towns so while we were at Jamesport we didn't see any of them. They live in the country, and sparsely, and machiam never step out of the house so the best view we've got of them was like a group of ladies walkin along the road and those in the country stores.
Aw...and they were't wearing the bonnets like we saw in the pictures so that's kinda disappointing, i wonder if there's a reason to that.
And most of the time we could only look from the car cos it's like the place was too freakin big to walk and it's next to impossible to expect them to invite you into their houses if you are thick-skin enough to ever go knocking onto one.
Okie I'll try my best to describe it, it was quite an experience still despite all the boring bits of the trip, cos afterall this is one terribly intriguing people. A community and way of life so strong it's like an unbreakable code. And the rest of the world can only watch on the outside.
The countryside was simply just rows and rows of dry, wheat coloured plains of nothing, kinda sad and lonely though i would say, and then there are these houses, standing far and few between in the nothingness, lonely. Some of them are kinda gruby and broken on the side. behing the closed doors and shut windows they're full of tales.
It's scary, On the one hand they stand so stark against the plains and the sky, staring back at you, but then, they're too hidden, and kept. And to know their secrets means to give up everything you have in exchange, and be one of them, be Amish. How can one understand what it means to live without conveniences, luxury, technology, and contact with anyone on the outside world, anything beyond the edge of the fields. And to conduct oneself in such strictness, and complinace and obedience to the family and community. No individuals, no persons, somehow this is a way of live that seemly defies every human whimp and nature - selfishness and hedonism.
Yet the village looked so quiet and at ease with itself, so in its element all else is rejected. We can only wonder how would it be to be inside, huh.
Well maybe some of you don't get what I'm saying, well, it's a good time to learn something new. go goggle amish and read that. i can't tell you everything, it'll take pages.
i really admire them, and i don't think it's wierd. When one person is in trouble or has no money, everyone pools together their money and helps out. Literally no one is poor in the community, isn't that kinda close of the ideals of communism, everyone works out of the good of their heart...you noe. I really think the Amish themselves are a political ideology.
Well enough of that, i could go on forever.
I also got to milk a cow, yew...the utter feels wierd. And we brought back some famos chocolate milk. yeah. But then i gotta remember not to eat ice cream cos crystal said that the US has too much dairy product and it's easier to get breast cancer. shrugs...ok...watever, i stay away fr ice cream....ya lar i kia si can?
Oh and we ended up in a piano bar at the end of it. Boy people do outrageous things on stage in these American bars like sing offensive songs and dance crazy and grope people on stage. yucks! I'm staying away from the stage dude.
I hope you'll like the photos. Gonna start internship tmr...totally freakin out. Somebody save me!
http://jazzyjazzi.multiply.com/photos/album/9
and i took some more beautiful snow pictures too. see.
http://jazzyjazzi.multiply.com/photos/album/10
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