MUZIUM sign |
The entrance to the cat museum |
Friday, 3/27/15
The Kuching Cat Museum was very fun. Once we arrived in the parking lot under the huge building the cat museum was located in, we started seeing signs that said MUZIUM and showed a picture of a cat. We started following the signs and, we got to the entrance of the museum, a huge cat face. After the huge cat ate us (or, After we entered the museum) we saw cat stuff everywhere. Although the entrance fee was free, taking in cameras wasn’t. We had to pay some Ringgit for each of our devices before we could do anything. Once the person stamped our devices, we went into the first exhibit. It was displaying some cat related comics, like Garfield, and news articles about cats. Here, they had the of the story Puss in boots by Ruth Ainsworth. Here is my version of the story.
Once upon a time, in a galaxy far, far, away, there lived a
miller who had three sons. When he died, he left his mill to his eldest son, his
ass (the donkey kind) to his middle son, and to his youngest son, a cat. Of
course the youngest son was like “What! My brother gets an ass, and I get a
cat!” and “how the heck am I supposed to survive with this worthless cat!” After this the cat spoke, “Do not despair master,” the master was quite
stunned, so he didn’t interrupt the cat. “Give me a pair of boots and a sack,
and all will be well.” The master was quite surprised, so he made the cat a
pair of boots, and gave him a sack. After the cat got his desired items, he ran
off, cleaned himself, and caught some rabbits. With the rabbits he set off to
the king, and gave the rabbits to him. He then said, “Here is a present from my
master”, the cat thought for a while, “the Marquis of Carabas”. The king was
gone, for he had already brought the rabbits to the cook. When he returned he
said, “Please, Thank your master for me”. The cat left and returned the next
day, and the day after that, and the day after that, and, well, you get the
point.
On one particularly sunny day the cat went to his master and
told him to do exactly as he said. Meanwhile, the king was enjoying the sunny
day by riding around in his carriage. On the way past the lake he saw a man
flailing in the water yelling for help. “That man is drowning!” cried the King,
“somebody do something!” The carriage driver threw him a rope and the king
threw him one of his towels. “What happened to you?” The king said. At that
moment the cat jumped in and said “My master, the Marquis of Carabas was
attacked by a thief. The thief stole his clothes and pushed him in the water.” The king brought the pair through the town to his palace. On the way he commented
on how beautiful the cornfield was and everything else and asked who owned it.
Everyone else said “the Marquis of Carabas,” for the cat had come in earlier
and threatened to turn them into mincemeat if they didn’t. When they reached
the palace the king really thought that the miller’s youngest son was a rich
and powerful fellow. The cat was glad. There was only one thing left for him to
do.
Miles away there lived an ogre called Shrek (just kidding)
in a large castle. The cat went to the castle to slay the ogre. When he arrived
the ogre confronted him. The cat said, “ I’ve heard that you have the ability
to change form.” The ogre replied “yep,” and he turned into a huge lion. The
cat stepped back in caution and replied, “Can you turn into a small creature?”
The ogre transformed into a mouse and the cat ate him up in one gulp. After the
ogre was slain, the miller’s youngest son moved in to the castle with the cat
and they were happy.
Tsuda's cats |
A stuffed cat |
Saturday 3/28/15
Today, we went to the Sarawak museum. There are two Sarawak museums here in Kuching, and we went to the old one. On our way to the Sarawak museum, we passed the new Sarawak museum, the natural museum, and the art museum. The Sarawak museum's first floor was made up my of tons of stuffed animal specimens collected by the famous collector, Wallace. The cool thing about the stuffed animals was how they were arranged. They weren't just put in line, they were put in their own little habitats. Some of the stuffed animals were eating, some were flying, and most of them were doing some type of behavior. One of my favorite exhibits was the one with the kingfishers and owls. This one had trees and logs over a lake, with dragonflies and other bugs flying all over the place, trying to escape the hungry beaks of the bright and colorful kingfishers.
The headhunters are going to get me! |
Orangutan Mother and her baby |
Once we finished, we headed to the long houses. Unfortunately, the bridge there was under construction, and as we were trying to find our way there, we got lost. When we parked and started eating, a very nice person came up to us and invited us to his sons 1st birthday party. We came and met his family. He was a retired army sergeant major with a wife and five children. We all talked and ate some special sticky rice. I had a good time.
Sunday, 3/29/15
Today we went to the Sarawak Cultural Village (SCV). The village is dedicated to teaching you about the 7 different ethnic groups in Malaysia, one long house for each. When we arrived, it was already 2:30, and there was a show that would be starting at 4:00. Because of this, we only got to visit two longhouses: the Bidayuh, and the Iban. Before we could visit the longhouses though, we had to eat, so we went to a restaurant. At the restaurant we all ate rice with food cooked inside bamboo. After our stomachs were full we went to the Bidayuh longhouse. Bidayuh longhouses are built in steep lime stone mountains. They are built there to avoid maraudin enemies, and to have a supply of freshwater. The one we visited was huge. It's inside had two floors. The top one was where people relaxed, and the bottom one was were they worked. Right next to the Bidayuh longhouse was a Bidayuh watchtower. It was a small and rounded. Inside was skulls smoking over a fire, and a man who was playing his musical instruments. He was very good at it and he even played a song on a flute for us. After the Bidayuh buildings, we headed of to find another longhouse. The next one we ran into was the Iban longhouse. Iban longhouses were built near fertile land next to water. Once the land was exhausted, usually in about 15-20 years, they would take their belongings, leave their house, and find new, fertile, land. The inside of the longhouse we saw was full of masks and artwork, there was also a lady weaving clothes.
Today we went to the Sarawak Cultural Village (SCV). The village is dedicated to teaching you about the 7 different ethnic groups in Malaysia, one long house for each. When we arrived, it was already 2:30, and there was a show that would be starting at 4:00. Because of this, we only got to visit two longhouses: the Bidayuh, and the Iban. Before we could visit the longhouses though, we had to eat, so we went to a restaurant. At the restaurant we all ate rice with food cooked inside bamboo. After our stomachs were full we went to the Bidayuh longhouse. Bidayuh longhouses are built in steep lime stone mountains. They are built there to avoid maraudin enemies, and to have a supply of freshwater. The one we visited was huge. It's inside had two floors. The top one was where people relaxed, and the bottom one was were they worked. Right next to the Bidayuh longhouse was a Bidayuh watchtower. It was a small and rounded. Inside was skulls smoking over a fire, and a man who was playing his musical instruments. He was very good at it and he even played a song on a flute for us. After the Bidayuh buildings, we headed of to find another longhouse. The next one we ran into was the Iban longhouse. Iban longhouses were built near fertile land next to water. Once the land was exhausted, usually in about 15-20 years, they would take their belongings, leave their house, and find new, fertile, land. The inside of the longhouse we saw was full of masks and artwork, there was also a lady weaving clothes.
Bidayuh Longhouse on the left, Bidayuh watchtower to the right |
The Tolak Bala dance |
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