July 08’s First Post

bla bla bla 2 Comments »

Okay, it’s July now. I think I should at least update the blog, even though we all know the fact that I started to be a passive blogger. Part of it is being lazy, no doubt about that. How cliche is that, lame excuse. Haha. But heck, who cares? I don’t.

Anyway, assignments are kicking in and due dates are expiring soon enough. Best thing is I haven’t start any of them yet. Yeah man. Presentation + Quiz on zero seven zero seven zero eight, another quiz four days later, discussion on the next day. “kai wan xiao” Oh pfffft. Lucky thing tomorrow is an off-day for us, at least we’ve got some time to rest for the fact that our studying hours are a lot like working hours. Oh, it’s even earlier, classes start at 8 in the morning. Great.

A lot of things happened lately. Disagreements, dissatisfactions, all leads to unhappiness. When one cannot take another one’s habits, another one’s criticism, conflicts take place, comfortably. Time is needed to ease up the situations. Of course one has to give in to the other to solve things too. Then ego comes into the picture. “Why should I give in where it’s not even my fault?” Self-control feelings and emotions never helped a single bit. Somehow these troubles are unraveled, not a hundred percent total clean-up though, but at least it’s cleared for the time being.

Sigh. That’s a sigh of stress.

Sigh. That’s a sigh of stress.

Sigh. That’s a sigh of stress.

Sigh. That’s a sigh of stress.

Sigh. That’s a sigh of stress.

Sigh. That’s a sigh of stress.

Sigh. That’s a sigh of stress.

Sigh. That’s a sigh of stress.

Sigh. That’s a sigh of stress.

Sigh. That’s a sigh of stress.

When do I sigh for a relief? Sigh.

Vernacular School? Is it detrimental to National Integration?

bla bla bla No Comments »

Great discussion with Sang Suria yesterday.

First and foremost, we defined what is meant by ‘vernacular’.

  • Kamus Dewan - relating to or a language or dialect commonly spoken by the members of a particular group or a community in a society
  • Oxford Fajar Advanced Learner’s English-Malay Dictionary - language or dialect spoken in a particular country or region, as compared with a formal or written language.

From this two interpretation, we can sum up that ‘vernacular’ means the non-formal language that is commonly spoken by a particular group of people in a society. Language systems for the Indians, Chinese, Malays and other minorities were considered as vernacular languages back in the British Occupation. Why? The formal language back then was the English Language because the British were in power over Tanah Melayu. (I rule your country, therefore you must use my language!)

People like Chin Peng fought for the democratic rights - the equality of languages and culture as contained in their Anti-Japanese Nine Point Manifesto in 1943 and the Eight Point Programme in 1945. Of course it wasn’t a successful move.

Two years later, in 1947, Pusat Tenaga Rakyat (Putera) and the All-Malayan Council of Joint Action (AMCJA) combined efforts to formulate a document called “The People’s Constitutional Proposals for Malaya.” The Malay Language emerged as the national and official language, replacing English during the post-independence.

The Chinese and Tamil languages faced discrimination. The Alliance and BN did not promote a healthy growth for the languages. (Racist freaks!) (I rule your country, therefore you must use my language!)

We didn’t really touch on this side of the story in yesterday’s discussion. We talked more about experiences for those coming from vernacular schools. I didn’t even utter a word at all because I’m not from any vernacular school and didn’t know what to protect whether is it detrimental to national integration.

See, my primary and secondary school are of the national schools. During primary education, un/fortunately, I was the only Chinese in the whole school of hundreds of pupils. I got along very well with Malay and Indian friends. I can even speak the language without flaws, as if I’m a Malay.

Secondary education was a little hard for me to adapt to. Why? The school that I went to is a multicultural school, Malays, Indians, and Chinese were mixed together in a classroom. In fact, I faced difficulties to speak Mandarin because I have not learnt it. Family members speak English to me since childhood. Of course the language barrier wasn’t a big problem because I picked up the language quite fast. (I broke the rules of Critical Period Hypothesis. Haha.) Then I got along very well among Chinese friends.

Indian friends are not a small amount too. I used the English Language to communicate with them, sometimes BM. Not as bad though. I used three languages in school. It was cool.

To answer the question “are vernacular schools detrimental to national integration?” YES! Why must we segregate the people according to races? National schools can give the best of national integrity when everybody is mixed together. Put in vernacular languages into national schools as electives. Anybody can take up extra language subjects. Want to learn about the History of the Chinese Language? Make it as a subject in school! I think there won’t be any objections, maybe there are. Nobody will ever know the answer if there aren’t any actions taken. Maybe this could be one of the agenda in upcoming Rancangan Malaysia.

There are a lot of factors which can counter that argument too, such as family upbringing. Parents are the ones who shape their children’s mindsets. “Cina tu makan babi, haram tau, jangan pi kawan ngan mereka.” “Malay people are lazy, they are the criminals, not a good friend to be with.” “Indians are dark, dirty and smell of Indian oil, don’t go near them.”

Did you ever hear this before? I bet you guys did and kept quiet about it. Parents therefore send their children to vernacular schools just so that they can mix with their own kind. What can we do? These mindsets are permanently set in the minds of everyone since young. How do we erase these mindsets? Not an easy task. We should all bring the People’s Constitutional back alive again, where we regard everyone is equal. We filled in forms with “bangsa Malaysia” instead of Melayu, Cina, India, Lain-lain.

The Day Buckie Ran Away

bla bla bla 1 Comment »

Bright sunny day yesterday, left home for school at 650am when the skies were as bright as what you’ll see at 715am. Had invitation to join Bak Kut Teh session at Klang with coursemates, carpool-ed and we had “Jam Kut Teh” before dinner was served. Traffic was bad all the way to Teluk Pulai.

Just before dinner, received a call from Erjie, giving me a shocking news whereby Buckie was gone. Was so helpless, didn’t know what to do and was on my way to Klang and it was jammed with vehicles and I didn’t drive. Couldn’t do anything so I called my Mom, needed to talk to her.

Upon reaching Tony’s house, called Erjie again, this time she’s telling me that they’re at the vet, Buckie was found, safe and sound but a little injured. Found him at around ss19’s school, all wet and soaky and smelly. But thank God. Really.

One call - Buckie was gone. Another call - Buckie was found. I couldn’t figure out what was I feeling at the point of time. Terribly sad and the happiness of finding Buckie back can’t really cover the sadness. Feeling so bad that I blamed myself for not going back after school. But Buckie might be gone an hour or two earlier and FedHigh was congested and it was raining like cats and dogs.

Buckie now overnights at the clinic as the vet said Buckie needs to be monitored for a period of time until he’s completely alright. Two of his toes were a little broken and got a big scratch on his head. Doctor said he’s recovering, today’s condition is better than yesterday’s.

Sigh. Life is so precious, even a dog’s. Getting him a dog house and fences fixed. Oh yes, thanks for the concern dear friends. Some pictures I took this morning.

Happy Birthday(s)

bla bla bla, eating out 1 Comment »

To beloved Mommy:

To Chian Huey:

To Jiau Chee:

To Cho Chun:

To whoever who is celebrating birthday today:

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

Worse than a snatch thief

bla bla bla 4 Comments »

Sis: I kena rompak wor just now. One girl came in to look at the candles then she took my little handbag away.
Me: Aiyo, females nowadays cannot be trusted. Teruk betul. Daddy not around with you? Got report or not?
Sis: Yalor reported d, what to do ah. Daddy went to deliver wine.
Me: Pity you lah. May the force be with you. The girl will surely be getting bad karma.
Sis: Yalor.
Me: How much money you’ve lost?
Sis: RM700+ and all the cards.
Me: Wah! Rugi betul. Never mind lah, as long as you’re safe then ok dy lah. Next time must be more careful dy.
Sis: Yalor. Sigh.

My sis got robbed from a lady who looks like she’s interested in the candles at dad’s office. She took my sis’s bag like a professional thief without her knowing it. Damn these people. Usually men seem more scary because of their looks (I’m not being sexist but men typically do look fiercer than women) and often being criminals. That was then. Now, there’s no differences between men and women. With innocent looks, they can do you bad too.

Sigh. Just be extra careful.

Powered by WordPress | WP Theme & Icons by N.Design Studio
Entries RSS Comments RSS Log in