Just a former schoolmarm and unrepentant maverick. Though I'm 77, I'm too bolshie to metamorphose into a sweet little old lady.
Tuesday, 21 October 2008
For Kak Teh
You very kindly asked me to talk about my father. Thank you for the interest - it's very heartwarming.
This blog is in a way dedicated to him and his memory.
Despite the passing of 34 years, I still miss him - like any child would miss their parents.
I shall, one day, write, not so much a eulogy, but the simple story of the man my father was. I have to do this for his grandchildren, especially my nephew Mahzan who has been nagging me to write the family story, for he wants his own children to know their history. It was Wordsworth who wrote ; "The child is the father of the man".
For the moment the above video will have to do for all of us who love and miss our father, our papa, our dad, our bapak and our Abah.
Posted by anak si-hamid at Tuesday, October 21, 2008
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Ms Hamid, thank you, thank you. I will wait patiently for the day when you write about your father. Mine left at about the same time as yours. and through my blog I have written about him too, trying remember and document our time together.
Youtube is not functioning, will be back again.
Ms Hamid, the bit where he squeezed the beret, or the hat, really got to me. Thanks for sharing. Must go and find that bit of my father's old blanket to 'smell' him again.
I HATE THE SONG ! Because it hurts too much - way too much !! Hurts ! Hurts ! Hurts ! Knowing that pain again !!
Reliving the agony of seeing him on his death bed, laying him to rest, the things we plan but didn't get to do !
The cheeky smile whenever he won the game of carrom !
IHATE IT ! I HATE IT ! I HATE IT COS IT MADE ME MISS HIM SO --AGAIN !!!!
Sorry Mus, for raking up old pain. But he's at peace and his
children and their children are doing their best and doing him proud.
Salam to ypu,
saya sangat tersentuh bila mendengar lirik lagu ni...maaf la sebab saya sendiri tak tau siapa penyanyi itu tapi cara dia menyampai kan lagu itu membuat saya terbuai buai teringat kan abah saya...tak sangka airmata pun jatuh berderai...let me linked yr blog to mine..
stay cool and cheers!
I am Nazrah hopping by via Kakteh's.
My dad's still around but I am deeply touched by this song. Perhaps it is because I am too proud to openly admit it to him that I do really miss him.
Especially when he's the only parent I have left.
I just wish I knew where to start. Before it is too late.
Salam to Ezza Aziz,
Nice to hear from you. The singer is a Canadian-Scottish tenor, John Mcdermott. I know how this song is poignantly sad as you can see from the effect on my brother. But memories are good, even if sometimes they hurt.
I still have memories of all 4 of us getting a good spanking from a rolled up newspaper because we were just a bloody pain. Didn't hurt us psychologically, just a little physically. We deserved it!
Thank you and salam to Nazrah,
While your dad is still around, show him how much you love him. You never realise what you have until you lose it.
Being Malays, we do not demonstrate our affection. But I'm so glad I gave my Abah a big hug at Paya Lebar Airport before I left for London. That was the last time I saw him: big, and strong.
I had a difficult time fighting to hold back my tears. I lost my father 3 years ago. I hope you don't mind me putting the video in my blog to. Please drop by when you have the time.
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