|Daft and Dodgy DIB (Donald Iain Buchanan)|
Despite the cold and the wind, the day was gloriously sunny and bright. Such cheerful light always makes me a bit loopy and dopey. I thought a photo of AsH cuddling a tree would prove my green credentials.
|Buchanan's Daft Green Malay Wife|
|Buchanan's Daft Malay Wife|
But Iain would shake his head in dismay at the breakfast and lunch table (when the radio is on), - not only at the endless Carols but - especially when his wife breaks into a song with each ( or most) of the Carols.
I could warble for him Good King Wenceslas, Silent Night Holy Night, It Came Upon the Midnight Clear, Away in a Manger, The first Noel, God Bless ye Merry Gentlemen etc, etc.
He asked, "Where did you learn all that? I don't even know the lyrics to most of those carols." He shuddered when I replied, "In Pasir Panjang Primary School during Music Periods! We also learned them on our Recorder ( somewhat like a flute). "
For good measure I elucidated on the nature of my Music Education in Secondary School. Other than the usual repertoire of traditional English songs like The Wraggle Taggle Gypsies, The Grand Old Duke of York, I Vow to Thee My Country and God Save the King and God Save the Queen, (when the King died in 1953), we had a jolly old time raucously singing Christmas Carols. But we were not happy when Miss Scharenguivel our music teacher threw in a couple of Gospel songs - too sombre and dirge-like for us red blooded teenagers.
I revel in seeing the spouse's look of disgust when I 'entertain' him with :
Nobody knows the trouble I've seen
Nobody knows but Jesus.
Nobody knows the trouble I've seen. Glory Hallelujah.
I like to sing this when I'm doing my housework chores - giving him a nudge, nudge, wink, wink at the same time.
A few days ago I looked up this particular Gospel Song on YouTube. Paul Robeson, Sam Cooke and Louis Armstrong sang the second line as "Nobody knows my sorrow"and not "Nobody knows but Jesus" as we were taught by Miss Scharenguivel. I reckon they had to water down the Jesus factor for public consumption. But oh boy, we learned the genuine article! All part of the British (secular?) Colonial Education.
Was I deracinated by this English language Colonial Education? I don't think so. Thanks to my English educated father and my unschooled mother. It's ironic that the younger generation of Malay-Muslims in Singapore and Malaysia are more anglicised/americanised despite their uncolonial education. They are being colonised by the seductive onslaught of western music, culture, food and fashion and the imported media. When, years ago, I saw this copy-cat popular art -caption :
...... I cringed. Enough's said.
Here's another Gospel song I was taught in school.
All night, all day, angels watching over me my Lord
All night, all day, angels watching over me.
As angels seem to abound at this time of year, - other than night and day - why not listen to the Dawn?
One thing my education taught me. Search and discover and learn.