May 13, 2014

Nang Chong Stories : Mud Skippers

We called this Tiu Tiu Ngii, or Jumping Fish.

In the evenings when the tide was low, we would sit on the wooden platform leading to the floating pontoon and enjoy the evening breezes and watch the sun setting. When the tide was low, we could not fish so instead, to amuse ourselves, we would use rubber bands to hit mud skippers.







What about some mud skipper soup?

In those long ago days mud skippers seemed to be bigger than this. And we were quite sharp in shooting.


But I don't think many people would want to eat mud skipper soup in Sarawak. Our rivers may be too polluted.




2 comments:

Ikan Sembilang said...

In our childhood days, my friends and I used to patrol along the Btg Rejang riverbank in front of Sarikei, each armed with a 'lastic' or a hand-made wooden catapult. Any mudskipper or jepun karmat that dared to venture out of its burrow would become a target of our shooting practice!
Those were the days when life was carefree and happiness was when you shot a mudskipper!

Ensurai said...

Yes indeed, Ikan Sembilang. those were great days. I miss sitting on the wooden platform, with legs dangling in the air at low tide, and with legs dipping into the water at high tide...I missed the days looking for snails or terkuyong....Today, we dare not eat the snails from the pollluted river banks.

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