Enrico 的亭仔腳

What a Friend We Have in Jesus

What a Friend we have in Jesus, all our sins and griefs to bear!

Walk Like a Formosan

像個福爾摩莎人現身

生命誠可貴 愛情價更高

Information Please

請接服務台

When I was quite young my family had one of the first telephones in our neighborhood. I remember well the polished oak case fastened to the wall on the lower stair landing. The shiny receiver hung on the side of the box. I even remember the number—105. I was too little to reach the telephone, but used to listen with fascination when my mother talked to it. Once she lifted me up to speak to my father, who was away on business. Magic!

小時候，我家是附近最先裝設電話機的人之一。我至今仍清晰記得那具釘在樓梯平台牆上，擦拭得光可鑑人的橡木盒子以及掛在盒子一邊，閃閃發亮的聽筒。我依然記得那個電話號碼—105。我因為個子太小而構不著電話，但是每當母親對著它講話時，我總是聽得出神。有次她還將我抱起來，讓我跟在外工作的父親通話。好神奇啊！