It was a little pencil sized twig. Now it is still a small sapling compared to the big tree.
The
ground was rock solid. it kept falling. I probed it up. When I leave,
the neighbour took care of it. When it fell after a thunderstorm. They
took care of Aunty Ann's tree. Now they had gone, the tree is strong
enough to stand up. You can see how big the branch that had grown
horizronal.
Didn't get the exact apartment, the extreme right, you see a little bit where the hornbill came.
Tags, the leaves are the neem leaves.
The
lounge part of the apartment. Many people from all over the world had
come to my house. Dad love coming. NTU used to me Nanyang University,
Nan Da, built by the money raised by the Chinese people of Singapore,
Malaya and Sarawak. Dan and Grandpa were actively fund raisers.
Here we did Tai Chi.
Many
years ago, I was interested in plants. This story is incredible to many and
it does sound like fiction. I have two neem trees, a legacy I left behind in Nanyang Technological University. Today, I watched on Aljazeera how in India they extract the Neem oil for their plants.
Most week day mornings, I
meet with fellow ex-patriot wives at this very spot, a car park of our
Nanyang View Apartments. While we HOO SEE HOO SEE, we also talk.
Important issues like a natural mosquito repellent, as we were were
plant enthusiastic people.
The plant NEEM came up, and I
googled. I came to the site of the world renown professor in India. I
emailed him, and he said he had just been to Singapore, and thanked my
ladies for our interest.
He referred me to the person
in charged in Ngee Ann Polytechnic, and he had a bundle of cuttings for
me. He just happened to be in the office next to my friend, a fellow
faculty wife.
That evening, I got my precious bundle of 10. I gave some to my friends, one took it to Malacca and it grew.
My
two grew, and I "planted" them illegally. Every now and then, NTU
management team send workers to chop of the "illegally" planted trees.
My trees survived because the Malay cutters know it is good UBAT/
medicine.
I went back last year, I saw tags,
apparently, during the Youth Olympics, they had a land clearing exercie
and clear ed the bush. The workers again saved my little trees. They are
tagged and no one is allowed to chop them down.
Besides
the trees, I show you the apartments where I spent 16 years of my adult
life with dirt in my finger nails, an unlikely professor's wife.