Frog under the coconut shell.

Two rants in a single day. That's a record for now. Off topic from the theme of this blog: Celebrating Life. But I have not liked Hungary much these past few weeks and I really need to vent my frustrations. Some mentality problems people have here. If you read the post before this one, you'd know one reason.

Here is another one. Some of the Hungarians I've met are "Frogs under the coconut shell". This is a translation of a malay saying for people who are so narrow minded. They live in the same flat in all their lives that they don't know that the world is a bigger place out there. So many different kind of people you need to live with that you need to learn how to tolerate sometimes.

A lady from the apartment downstairs just came knocking just to tell that our daughter has been jumping too much. She doesn't like it. For goodness sake, the place is close to the road with the traffic being louder than anything else nearly 24 hours a day. And Bonnie only jumps like 6-7 times. She couldn't tolerate it?? Believe me we were not any louder than anyone. We don't turn on the tv or radio loudly. The only thing is Bonnie likes to jump up and down from the bed to the floor. Or when her daddy came back home from work, she gets very excited and jumps.

Further she's a child. Not even 3 years old. She came and said, 'I've lived here for 42 over years and no problems'. She told us to teach our daughter not to jump. We said, we did. We scolded her many times. That put her under control. But how much can you do to stop a 35 month old child from jumping if she doesn't want to? Beat her up to make the old woman happy? She said, her grandchildren are not like that.Now you see what I mean, by being a frog under the coconut shell? She seems to be oblivious that different children have different characteristics. Our daughter is rather active. Even my mil said that taking care of her is like taking care of 4. What can we do when we have a child like that? If we the adults are making the noise, it's okay if she's angry. But being angry because we couldn't get a 35 month old to stop jumping. Obviously, she knows too little about children. She lives in the same flat for 42 years, seeing the same old people, her world is closed up to one space.

What sort of sad children who doesn't jump when they are happy or excited?? I have a feeling her grandchildren are not jumping around her because she's a tyrant. Or they are simply passive children. I have a feeling that she's one of those who believe in the doctrine that children are to be seen not heard. Gosh why can't these old intolerant people go live in a quiet nursing home? Don't live among people who have families with small children.


Neighbours are supposed to say hi and welcome the new one. The introduction we had were complaints. Because we drilled 2 holes in the wall (we just moved in what do you expect? we need to put up shelves), one neighbour said too noisy, wife has migrane. But okay fair enough we did it on a Sunday, our fault. But the migraine thing is a little ridiculous. Do we need to check the wife whether she has migraine next time we need to drill for putting up a shelf??

Then, because our daughter likes to jump, another neighbour made an introduction of herself by complaining that she couldn't take it, couldn't organize her house. What kind of an excuse is that anyway? can't organize her place because a child jumping upstairs? Further she's lived here for 42 years. How long she needs to organize.

Blame those who built this building with thin walls and low quality materials.



Now that said, I feel a lot better. Sorry for the negativity, but sometimes when you are surrounded with people like this, homesickness builds up. Have you ever been so homesick that you just hate the place that you are living in at that time??