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孫燕姿追憶李光耀：我喜歡微笑的哈利 (转载)

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g*42015-03-28 07:03

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【以下文字转载自 Military 讨论区】
发信人: gogo2004 (挑灯看剑), 信区: Military
标题: 孫燕姿追憶李光耀：我喜歡微笑的哈利
发信站: BBS 未名空间站 (Sat Mar 28 03:16:49 2015, 美东)
我出生於1970年代，徘徊在X與Y時代之間。
我這一代人的父母很多屬於“感恩的老一輩”：我無意冒犯，但卻是因為我知道他們見
證了在人民行動黨執政下的轉變。
但我和同齡朋友卻在一個不同的時代成長。我們閱讀英文文學以及收看美國情景劇。對
於我們而言，領袖不是偶像，我們樂於接受改變。對於另類的意見，我們都認為是一件
很酷的事情，而且是一個人很有性格的標誌。
開始工作之後，我們接觸到了所謂的“李氏王朝”和“假民主”這幾個名詞。
霎時間，對於這個新加坡故事背後的人，持有一些不同意見的人成了知識分子。
對我這一代的人而言，人權與新聞自由比財富和資本主義來的更重要。曼德拉、昂山舒
吉備受世人推崇，而李光耀先生有如何？
於是，我想起了我父親的忠告：我應該要設法建立自己的看法。
我認為要評斷或決定自己的看法，是需要用時間累積的智慧，我一直都謹慎視之。
今天，我不認為自己是李光耀先生卓越成就下的直接成品，環視我身邊最愛的人卻是他
的成就的最佳見證。
我的母親曾住在非法鴉片館，但經過了長時間的你努力打拼工作、為了省下25仙的巴士
車資而走路回家等方式，她最後入住了漂亮的HUDC公寓。
我的父親則靠洗碗碟來完成他的博士學業，但後來他已經有能力帶我們到馬來西亞度假
，甚至是到紐西蘭。
最後，我的兒子將會有這個機會，憑自己的努力擠入亞洲最好的大學。
他將買得起HDB公寓，不管他選擇在新加坡任何一個角落居住或工作，他都能夠享受到
綠意盎然的美景。
他不用擔心空氣或水源污染、或長達兩小時的塞車問題。他很安穩地知道，只要努力耕
耘、擁有良好的態度以及成績優良，他就能有所成就。
或許這一切都成了我以及很多新加坡人的最基本的期盼，但我已然決定，這些基本的需
求，不管現在或未來，對我和我所愛的人，都非常重要。
我清楚記得與李先生每一次的會面：有時，正式而嚴謹，甚至非常安靜和尷尬，（至少
在我的想像中的確如此），但有時也有令人愉悅的和善與真铡br />
你很難不被他折服，我自忖：這或許就是粉絲的心情。
我記得有一次合影的時候，我刻意保持禮貌的距離，他卻不耐煩的要求我靠近一點。
還有一次，他精神奕奕，打趣地問，是哪個幸叩娜巳⒌搅宋摇br />
我喜歡這個微笑的哈利。（我明白這非常無禮，但我只敢私底下這麼無禮的稱呼我們的
建國之父）
對我來說這是一個非常珍貴的時刻。
2011年，李先生的妻子去世不久後，在中國企業獎頒獎禮上，我演唱了他的妻子最喜歡
的一首歌——Que Sera Sera，國家高級政務部長楊莉明後來私下告訴我，她看見了李
先生當時眼眶泛淚。
作為一位歌手，這是我最驕傲的一刻。
（原文翻自：http://leekuanyew.straitstimes.com/ST/index.html，新加坡海峽時報/ANN）

g*42015-03-28 07:03

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Stefanie Sun
The Straits Times
Publication Date : 23-03-2015
Singapore pop singer looks to her parents as living testimonials of LKY's
legacy
I am a product of the late 1970s. At the edge of Gen X, not quite Gen Y.
Those in my generation have parents who are part of the "grateful old" - a
term I coined not to offend, but in recognition of the fact that they had
witnessed the transition from what was to what is under the rule of the PAP.
But my peers and I grew up in a different era. We read English literature
and watched American sitcoms. For us, leaders are not idolised, change is
openly embraced and alternative opinions are often taken to be "cool" and to
be a sign that one has personality.
As we entered the workforce, we heard phrases such as "Lee dynasty" and "
false democracy".
Suddenly, it was deemed intellectual for one to have another opinion about
the man behind the Singapore Story.
Human rights and freedom of the press were pressing issues of the day for my
generation - not wealth or capitalism. Nelson Mandela won universal
reverence, as did Aung San Suu Kyi. What about Lee Kuan Yew?
In the midst of this, I remembered my father's advice, that I should always
strive to have a mind of my own.
I believed it took special insight, otherwise known as wisdom, that comes
only with time, to pass judgments or form opinions. More so on a man. I
remained circumspect then.
Today, I do not see myself as a direct result of Lee's exceptional
accomplishments. I do, however, look to the people whom I love the most as
living testimonials of his legacy.
My mother once lived in what was effectively an illegal opium den, but later
moved into a beautiful HUDC apartment by working long hours and walking
home to save on 25-cent bus trips.
My father washed dishes to pay for his doctoral studies, but later could
afford to take us on holidays to Malaysia and, eventually, New Zealand.
Eventually, my son will have a shot at making it to the best university in
Asia.
He will be able to afford an HDB flat on his own and will enjoy beautiful
greenery and waterways wherever he chooses to work or live in Singapore.
He will not have to worry constantly about air pollution, clean water and
two-hour-long traffic jams. And he will be secure in the knowledge that hard
work, good ethics and a good education will get him somewhere.
Perhaps these have come to be taken as basic expectations of many of my
fellow Singaporeans. But these are needs that I have decided are important
to me and my loved ones, now and for the future.
I remember vividly my meetings with Lee. Some were formal and austere,
rather quiet and awkward - or at least in my imagination. But there were
also fleeting moments of intimate friendliness and genuine warmth.
It was hard to not be in awe of this man. I remember thinking to myself:
This must be what it feels like to be a fan.
I remember one incident when we were to be photographed together. As I kept
a respectful distance, he impatiently asked me to move closer to him.
Another time, he was in good spirits and asked me jovially who was the lucky
man whom I was married to.
I like a smiling Harry. (This is how I address him - a rather rude way, I
know, to speak to the founding father of Singapore, and therefore, I do it
only in private.)
It felt like a very precious moment for me.
I remember singing his wife's favourite song, "Que Sera Sera", at the
Business China Awards in 2011, not long after her demise.
(Senior Minister of State) Josephine Teo later told me in private that she
saw tears in his eyes. That was probably one of my proudest moments as a
singer.