Remembering Roald Dahl - The Pig

firecrackers were noisier than the hosts the pigs when they were ushered in three days ago well, the crackers since they were invented were to frighten away the nien monster that came plaguing villagers every year and their job is to be loud to - drown out the old year and rock in the new year of the Pig really drew out the pig in me i have been spending the whole time eating, sleeping, writing poetry and watching CDs nothing particularly Chinese I had observed except the red T shirts I wore to give some identity to my roots, some respect red is for luck and is a divine prescription to do away with nien as it does not like red hot fiery red another reason why crackers are always red well, me was born in the year of the pig 47 years ago and according to Chinese zodiac have a good knowledge of how to luxuriate in the goodness of this world my greatest weakness however, is not knowing who to trust a vulnerability that can cause one to falter into the smallest of traps naive and clumsy the way the pig walks as he balances the weight of his overindulgence a real pig who trusts the world so much he spends most of his time sleeping, eating and make merry what a difference to Roald's pig who sensed all the schemes master farm drew up since day one they met - to strip him to his bones every ounce of his bulge drew out every inch of the capitalist in him and what a smart thing the Pig did - eating master farm before he could gut him, barbecue him, skewer him onto hooks in the market crash him into pieces for soup, rolls and pies i wish i can be roald's pig born to be street smart a whole brain of go getting cells a whole bundle of thoughts to be a winner of life a whole belly to stuff his master in by john tiong chunghoo