Shaun: Keeping The Tradition

2009-09-12T07:20:00.001-07:00

A happy time with family.

2009-09-12T07:02:00.001-07:00

The view of a modern long house. However, according to grandpa, the long house used to be built entirely by woods

2009-09-12T06:57:00.001-07:00

My sisters! Ellisa Bulan Anyi and Joyce Baun Anyi!

2009-09-12T06:55:00.001-07:00

What is that you guys are holding?

2009-09-12T06:53:00.000-07:00

Mom with her killer-pose..

errr….sort of.

But still, you are the most beautiful mom in the world!

Love ya’!! (^.^)v

2009-09-12T06:48:00.001-07:00

Look! It’s a plane! No! It’s a helicopter!

No! It’s just Noel.

Till this very moment, I am still thinking the reason and logic behind his action of wanting his photo taken from the tree.hrmm…I don’t think I have to think much about it because I believe he thinks that he will look cool and macho. Well, guess what? U do, bro! :P

2009-09-12T06:41:00.001-07:00

Sist Ellisa with the traditional head gear for men. Do not ask me why she’s wearing it. I have no idea.haha…

2009-09-12T06:36:00.001-07:00

Ake’ pounding some betel leaves and Pinang in the mortar using pestle. Old folks normally chew it directly but due to Ake’s teethless-condition, then pounding is the only solution. ;)

2009-09-12T06:32:00.001-07:00

The only source of light one can find at Lepau2 in kampong. Cool ain’t it? It can be either candle light or some custom-made kerosene oil lamp. I love to play with the candle though…hehehe…

2009-09-12T06:26:00.001-07:00

This is the LEPAU where Ake’ puts lots of his stuff.

2009-09-12T06:21:00.001-07:00

Mom and Ellisa doing some cooking for dinner before the night falls. It has always been the greatest feeling to be able to listen to ‘Wild Songs’ of the jungle and its animals at night. The best music ever!
The symphony of nature.

2009-09-12T06:07:00.000-07:00

Say ‘Hi’ to the everlasting greenery of the Borneo’s jungle!

2009-09-12T06:03:00.000-07:00

Traditional performances.

2009-09-12T05:59:00.001-07:00

The ‘epic’ journey to the magnificent Nyipa Anyi waterfall. Everything was set! BBQ, rifle gun, and some fishing nets.

2009-09-12T05:56:00.001-07:00

The picture of me taken in front of grandpa’s house in Long Pillah. The house number is 1. Yes! Believe it! It’s 1…!

2009-09-12T05:53:00.001-07:00

The view of the mighty river of Tinjar from the riverbank of Long Pillah. The river can be so dangerous especially tide season or rainy season. It is an important medium of transportation in the rural area.

2009-09-12T05:49:00.000-07:00

The traditional woman dance by the woman folks of Long Pillah in the early morning of the 2008 Christmas celebration at the SIB church.

2009-09-12T05:45:00.001-07:00

The panoramic view from Tejo’

2009-09-12T05:42:00.001-07:00

Mom and dad at nyipa anyi waterfall.

2009-09-12T05:37:00.001-07:00

Which supermodel is stupid enough to make a photo-shoot in the middle of a jungle? Well, it’s just my sister and she ain’t a supermodel. Just posing around for the camera like it’s none of her business…. =D

2009-09-12T05:34:00.000-07:00

Noel trying to shoot an empty can using dad’s rifle. Did the soldier t-shirt made him looked more like a soldier? I wonder..

2009-09-12T05:30:00.001-07:00

Ellisa doing some dish washing at the stream.

2009-09-12T05:27:00.001-07:00

Cooking rice and foods using the traditional fire stove.

2009-09-12T05:19:00.000-07:00

The traditional and old way of cooking food and boiling water by using just firewood and rubber tree’s hardened milk. However, kerosene is also used to start the fire.

2009-09-06T23:55:00.000-07:00

My dad and I during our visit to the Nyipa’ Anyi waterfall.

2009-09-06T22:17:00.000-07:00

Another panoramic view of the traditional Orang Ulu longhouse. The longhouse/village shown here in this picture is my beloved kampong Long Atip. My mom’s kampong. It has been a while since I last went there. To get there, one will have to take an express boat from Marudi then stop either at Temala’ Camp or Long Lama; then a journey through the thick jungle of Baram by 4X4 before reaching the village.

2009-09-06T22:03:00.000-07:00

My cousin Kenneth, bro Noel, Uncle Joseph and sis Ellisa posed in front of the camera right after we reached my grandparents’ orchard. 1^st thing 1^st, food to eat! So, gear up people! Fishing net!

2009-09-06T07:23:00.000-07:00

My brother was trying to shoot at an empty can using my dad’s rifle. Guess what? He does have my dad’s skills in firing a rifle..what? me? No comment.haha..well done bro. but the only problem was that he did not expect the recoil of the rifle would be so intense. He almost got thrown backward due to the recoil.

Well, that’s what made the whole family to laugh. Guess he did it intentionally huh? ;)

2009-09-06T06:54:00.000-07:00

There I am proud to be the son of Mr. and Mrs. Anyi Wan. ;) A happy family had their picture taken at one of the most magnificent waterfall in my village. wiee~

2009-09-06T04:23:00.000-07:00

The picture was taken during my family picnic at Nyipa’ Anyi Waterfall some 30 minutes walking from my grandparents’ hut. To be honest, it was one of the best picnics ever! We barbecued chicken wings, fresh water fish and some pork. I wish I can do it again next time! It was fun to have such a quality time with my family member. In the picture are my brother Noel and sister Bulan with their ‘chicken pose’.. :P

2009-09-06T04:04:00.000-07:00

Well…what can I say? The beauty of Orang Ulu ladies is undeniable! ;) No self-praising or self-boasting or whatever you want to call it but that’s the fact! ;D The lovely lady in the picture is my sister Bulan. This picture was taken by me at the small stream in front of my grandparents’ hut at Tejo’, called the Belingan River.

A visit we made during the 2008 Christmas.

2009-09-06T03:51:00.000-07:00

The lovely place in the picture is my grandparents’ orchard and hut. It is located at Tejo’ in the interior part of Baram. This is the place where my grandpa and grandma used to plant the hill paddy and also various kinds of local fruits such as Durian, Jackfruit and Rambutan. A few meters at the back of the hut is a small river/stream called the Tejo’ river and another river/stream in front of the hut is the Belingan River.

2009-09-06T03:39:00.000-07:00

This lovely picture was taken by me during the 2008 Christmas celebration at my village Long Pillah. At the right side of the photo is my beloved grandmother while on the left side is my…well….my grandma as well (everyone at the same age of my grandparents are my grandparents too) ;) They are wearing the Orang Ulu lady traditional attire called the ta’ah.

2009-09-06T03:23:00.000-07:00

My brother Noel Along playing the traditional musical instrument called the Sape' during a wedding at the SIB Marudi church. He has been learning and playing Sape' for more than a year now and frankly speaking he is a Master! Just imagine! Mastering such a complex art at such a young age! Even some of the professional Sape' players have praised his skills. His dream is to go to oversea and show his talents in playing the Sape'.

Salute for bro Noel!

2009-09-03T14:09:00.000-07:00

Now define a whole new meaning of kampung-style cooking. The dishes may not look appetizing but the moments shared with family members that count. This picture was taken at my grandpa's orchard. In the picture are my brother Noel, my sister Ellisa and my beloved mom.

2009-09-03T14:04:00.000-07:00

The magestic view of the undisturbed forest in the interior part of Sarawak. The picture was taken from the back of a 4x4 during our journey to my grandpa's orchard. The road we were traveling through is a logging road. It is also known as "the highway of the interior".

2009-09-03T13:56:00.000-07:00

The picture of my grandma and grandpa. This wonderful picture was taken during the 2008 Christmas celebration at my village Long Pillah.

2009-09-03T13:51:00.000-07:00

To the far left is my uncle and to the far right is my aunt. In the middle are my grandpa and grandma..Those two infront are of course none other than my sister and brother. As you can see, all the crafts held by my sister and brother are of my father's making. As for the headgears and the traditional jackets, they are made by my mother.