I’m back in Kuching. I’ve managed to ask my father if he had a camera flash. And he gave me this.

I’m sad as my father and I seldom communicate on the phone and while I’m home. He always forward my calls to my mother in less than two minutes. It can be tiring when I always have to figure out a topic to start the conversation.

When I was a child, my relationship with my father is based on fear and authoritarity. Now, it is based on respect and filial piety. I could vividly recall being canned by my father because I vent my anger in front of him. It is considered disrespectful. He taught me and my brother how to read by pointing at the vocabulary with a rattan stick. I was so scared that I cried when I forgot how to write my middle Chinese name.

I grow up to realize that canning is not a permanent solution. It was effective in the past but not now and the future. Instead canning can be equated with feeding poison to the child. Unhealthy and negative emotions like vengeance, anger, revenge and so on may result in unhealthy emotional development.

Anyway this flash is an analog.

The manual was discarded. But we’ve got the Internet!

I can’t believe it still works! Even with Nikon D40x!