Hi, dear all,
Further to my previous email to you attaching a Historical Melodrama,
titled “An Escape from the Jaws of Death”, I’m forwarding to you here
an epilogue to this drama. As all of you are related in some way (or even
in a remote way) to my father, a Great Soldier in the History of China,
you may be interested to read further on what this Soldier was really like ?
as was illustrated in this epilogue.
Warm regards and best wishes for A Merry Christmas
and
A Happy New Year
!!! !!!
from Bernard Lam.
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An Epilogue.
Thank You !
In fact, I should have added an Epilogue to the Melodrama to
illustrate what kind of a soldier my Dad was. He was noted for
his Humor, especially at times when it was a matter of life and
death. He used to joke about the difference between courage
and cowardice in a soldier. He said that a soldier who is not
afraid to die in a battle would often come back alive with joy for
himself and pride for his family and friends. And the other soldier
who is hiding behind would often die with urine in his pants and
shame in his heart !
In this Escape from death for the President and Himself, many
people asked him how could he and the President put up such
an excellent performance as to raise compassion from heartless
soldiers ? And how could they act up so much miserable ugliness
as to make the relentless soldiers turn their faces away without
taking another look ? And why didn’t their tears run dry while
passing through check points to check points ? where did those
buckets and buckets of tears come from ?
And to such infinite questions of How, and Why, and What, and
Where ……..etc. etc., my father used to laugh out loud and reply,
” In a drama on the stage, a bad performance would, at its worst,
be hailed with a shower of foul eggs or tomatoes ! But, in this Act
of Life or Death for the President and myself, any slightest mistakes
or betrayal in our acting would be condemned with a barrage of
merciless bullets through our heads ! And, those tears and tears
were drawn from every drop of fluid in our flesh and bones, and it
was a miracle that they did not run dry before we got out of danger !”
…….. Those were the humor which seemed inexhaustible in my
father, General Abraham Lam ( A Soldier, a General and a Hero in
the History of China )
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