何方神圣高先生？

高先生是谁？

线索1：我的邻居
线索2：我的老板

故事是这样的。某一天，晚班意外结束后，午夜12时搭乘计程车回淡滨尼的住家，司机一如往常认为记者都是又健谈又精神奕奕的夜猫子，话匣子一打开就是没完没了。

"你是早报的记者啊？"

"呃"

"我常载到你们的老板高先生，他也是住淡滨尼"

"哦，是吗？"

"他每次都很晚才回家，都会搭计程车"

我本来对这位高先生一丁点兴趣也没有，就敷衍搭腔几句。谁知，计程车停在我家楼下时：

"哇，你跟高先生住同一座leh"

"其实，我不知道谁是高先生"

"哎哟，老板你也不知道，还是跟你住同一栋楼的老板。"

"Uncle,不好意思，我才刚在早报工作，不太认识大老板啦。" (更不可能知道老板住哪里？！？！）

前天，我搭另外一位司机的计程车，同样是晚班意外12时下班时间：

"Uncle, 淡滨尼XX街"

"哦，这个地方我很熟，每次都会载你们的老板高先生回家"

"又是高先生啊，那天我搭另外一辆计程车，司机说我和这位高先生住同一座组屋leh"

"哇，这么巧啊，我载高先生载了十多年咯，他比你晚下班，每次到凌晨2-3时才离开"

结果，这位热爱挑战的计程车司机自行决定要玩"让我猜猜你住哪里"的游戏，坚持不让我给任何指示，结果真的成功把我载到家楼下耶！

我最讨厌猜谜游戏，更不喜欢任何的未知数，所以下定决心要查出高先生的全名，他的职位。但是，找来找去，编辑部，主任的名字都翻遍了，连个姓高的也没有！

这令我不禁想，高先生是不是什么半夜游走的幽灵啊？而且困在人间十多年咯！还是我的邻居我的老板呢！

我这一生平淡无奇，就贪碰到这种又新奇又吊胃口的事，但是又觉得如果冒昧问人家"请问你认识什么某某高先生吗？"又会太暧昧，太奇怪，就像《1Q84》里青豆对于天空出现两个月亮感到困惑却又无从途径查个明白那样的心情，十分忐忑。

不知道高先生有没有听德士司机提起一位叫黄小姐的黄毛丫头记者？

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另外谈另一件事，就是今天看了电影《The Blind Side》觉得还蛮不错的，很积极的电影，有message的电影，虽然谈不上是部非看不可的戏，但还是可以推荐。尤其喜欢他们提到The Charge of the Light Brigade这首诗，更被主角所写的那篇关于勇气与荣誉的文章所吸引。

The Charge of the Light Brigade, Lord Tennyson

1.
Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
"Forward, the Light Brigade!
"Charge for the guns!" he said:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.


2.
"Forward, the Light Brigade!"
Was there a man dismay'd?
Not tho' the soldier knew
Someone had blunder'd:
Theirs not to make reply,
Theirs not to reason why,
Theirs but to do and die:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.


3.
Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell
Rode the six hundred.


4.
Flash'd all their sabres bare,
Flash'd as they turn'd in air,
Sabring the gunners there,
Charging an army, while
All the world wonder'd:
Plunged in the battery-smoke
Right thro' the line they broke;
Cossack and Russian
Reel'd from the sabre stroke
Shatter'd and sunder'd.
Then they rode back, but not
Not the six hundred.


5.
Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon behind them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
While horse and hero fell,
They that had fought so well
Came thro' the jaws of Death
Back from the mouth of Hell,
All that was left of them,
Left of six hundred.


6.
When can their glory fade?
O the wild charge they made!
All the world wondered.
Honor the charge they made,
Honor the Light Brigade,
Noble six hundred.

Michael Ohers 的文章

"Courage is a hard thing to figure. You can have courage based on a dumb idea or a mistake, but you’re not supposed to question adults, or your coach, or your teacher because they make the rules. Maybe they know best but maybe they don’t. It all depends on who you are, where you come from. Didn’t at least one of the six hundred guys think about giving up and joining with the other side? I mean, Valley of Death, that’s pretty salty stuff. That’s why courage is tricky. Should you always do what others tell you to do? Sometimes you might not even know why you’re doing something. I mean, any fool can have courage. But honor, that’s the real reason you either do something or you don’t. It’s who you want to be. If you die trying for something important then you have both honor and courage and that’s pretty good. I think that’s what the writer was saying; that you should try for courage and hope for honor. And maybe even pray that the people telling you what to do have some, too."