tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6504059632454233163.post2091539344263672176..comments2023-11-30T00:11:27.068+00:00Comments on Anak si Hamid: From 11th March 2008 - Leicester (CsH)anak si-hamidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01936071509364600235noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6504059632454233163.post-63740276913569789422009-03-05T13:28:00.000+00:002009-03-05T13:28:00.000+00:00Dear May,I'm sorry for taking so long to publish y...Dear May,<BR/>I'm sorry for taking so long to publish your comment. Have been away in Penang for 5 days.<BR/>Firstly, thank you for your contribution. There are, to me, two types of bullies. Firstly, there are those who have a superiority complex and want to either tune you to their song or insult you into shame of yourself and your beliefs/culture. Secondly there are the pathetic ones with an inferiority complex who can only justify their existence and ignorance by hitting below the belt and abusing their position of power, like your teachers.<BR/>I have in my years defended both my Malay and non-Malay students from such bigoted bullying , coming from both racial and class differences - topics I hope to pursue later in my blog.<BR/>Indeed the racial divide is getting worse not only here but in the rest of the world like in Britain where I have resided for over 25 years. Compared to the west, Malaysia's racial relationships are still the best. Even in India, where they are all of the same 'colour', the treatment of people who are of darker hue than the other, and of the poor are quite abominable and cruel. I have seen in Bombay, a man throwing his unfinished 'bhaji' to a beggar on the railway platform. I was on a bus in post-apartheid South Africa about 5 years ago when I watched a white woman giving away to a black who looked obviously poor, her half-empty bottle of soft drink.<BR/>I'm afraid May, it's a nasty world out there and maybe someone like you of the younger generation can bridge the gap. We don't really have to love and hug our difficult neighbours. What is needed most important of all is respect. Even tolerance is insufficient because it indicates a passive reaction whilst giving one another respect requires more thinking and soul-searching. <BR/>All I can say to you is do not give up on our fellow humans. Sometimes, just a simple sincere smile can work wonders.anak si-hamidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01936071509364600235noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6504059632454233163.post-16843320052842138612009-03-03T07:08:00.000+00:002009-03-03T07:08:00.000+00:00Dear Che'gu, I am not one of your students but how...Dear Che'gu, <BR/><BR/>I am not one of your students but how I wish you were! Please continue to blog and share your experiences with us. Teachers like you are getting harder to come by and these days they are rare gems. <BR/><BR/>Your stories about Ms Then (that crazy woman) reminded me of a similar experience with my math teacher, Puan Jamaa'tun. She would take the math period to teach us Islam and criticizes all other religions to an extend of chastising our parents for not finding the true God. I still remember the day she uttered ' I am better than Buddha'. My classmates and I cringed in embarrassment and continued or rather pretended not to hear any of her ramblings and tried to worked out the math questions ourselves. Then there is our Pendidikan Moral teacher, Cikgu Halimah whom told us that we should just balik Cina and India as we are not needed in Malaysia. That was in 1998. <BR/><BR/>We are more divided today. I remembered I used to have Malay and Indian classmates during primary school. By the time I entered secondary school, all my Malay friends went off to Sekolah Asrama penuh. By the time I graduated from school, nearly all my friends are Chinese and Indians. <BR/><BR/>As for those snotty and snobby Singaporean Chinese, rubbish to them. <BR/>Che'gu, it is not just Malays that get the shoddy treatment, we Malaysian Chinese receive the same too. They are the most irritating bunch of buggers really. Whenever they visit Malaysia, they will criticize Malaysia to no end. <BR/><BR/>Take care, Che'gu<BR/>MayMay Hwanghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04159731172334284599noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6504059632454233163.post-30604736846304506542009-03-03T02:46:00.000+00:002009-03-03T02:46:00.000+00:00Oh okay, my mistake....Found out that i can't acce...Oh okay, my mistake....Found out that i can't access you tube from company's laptop, no problem at home.<BR/>and i still can see the Bogel chick..<BR/><BR/>azanAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6504059632454233163.post-50365386489680353852009-02-27T03:32:00.000+00:002009-02-27T03:32:00.000+00:00Oh---"In My Life" ---my ever ever ever favourite o...Oh---"In My Life" ---my ever ever ever favourite of all the Beatles songs !Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6504059632454233163.post-13626137866299324862009-02-27T03:31:00.000+00:002009-02-27T03:31:00.000+00:00hahhh---I remember theEmpire Day, Poppy day and th...hahhh---I remember theEmpire Day, Poppy day and the Coronation. They always reward us natives with little red 'flower' (forgotton the type --or was it a four-leaf clover ??), little medallions with their queen's face ---and of course we have to put our day's pocket money into their collection tin for the Poppy Day .<BR/><BR/>The Pledge ! Hah---my teaching days when the kids have to sing the National Antherm and say the pledge. I remember it had to be done in English and Mandarin--until I could recite it in Mandarin so well that I could pass off easily as a Chinese if you don't look at my face.<BR/><BR/>But after a while the whole exercise became a ritual with no value and meaning--its jus vlah blah blah blah blah blah...<BR/><BR/>and like your kid innocently wrote, we started 'swearing' at the flag --literally and not-so-innocently.<BR/><BR/><BR/>musAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6504059632454233163.post-80359709212930825302009-02-26T08:43:00.000+00:002009-02-26T08:43:00.000+00:00Zan,I don't understand. My Anthem is playing loud ...Zan,<BR/>I don't understand. My Anthem is playing loud and clear on my blog. Maybe you need a new machine ????<BR/>AND Bogel is the name of my chicken!!! Are you sure you're related to me? Also supermodels don't blog, they model.<BR/>Dream on.....anak si-hamidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01936071509364600235noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6504059632454233163.post-15145290877572233652009-02-26T02:45:00.000+00:002009-02-26T02:45:00.000+00:00Hi Mak Ngah,Can't listen to your national anth...Hi Mak Ngah,<BR/>Can't listen to your national anthem leh - 'video no longer available'.<BR/>And can't see your Bogel,the cat. How I wish there's other supermodel who blog, have a cat name Bogel & I can say the same thing to her :)<BR/><BR/>azanAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com