It's wonderful to be back home in KL despite the haze, the heat and the water rationing. It's sunny and breezy, no chilblains, no cold bed and loads of betik and buah semangka. But the brain has been quite reluctant to get going and so I resorted to my usual escapade - rustling my cache of old books. I thought it would be good fun to display some of these illustrations from the 1930s about my ancestors' "objection to work".
|"Malay girl workers on a rubber estate in Singapore"|
|" Beauty and Utility in Perfection : Champion Coconut Trees"|
|"Labour in a Lovely Setting : A Betel Nut Palm Plantation".|
These two palm trees bring me to this poem about the Coconut tree and the Betel/Areca Nut tree from the "MPH Malayan Primer", 1932.
Although that poem was written for children, its message would do well for adults as well, for politicians, academics, the clergy and all purveyors of human rights. For certain that will prevent hypocrisy and self-righteousness.
As for that beautiful material for our traditional furniture - the rattan :
My ancestors also got to work on cooking this - a sweet delight for all Malaysians and Singaporeans.
|"Common Cookhouse in a Malay Up-Country Village ....... the cauldrons used by Malay women to make..... jaggery, - a sugar obtained ....... from the sap of the palm trees that grow around".|
In India it's called jaggery while the Malays name it as gula melaka or gula kabong. It has a better flavour than processed white sugar and it's healthier too. Wow, my ancestors were quite clever eh?
Malays were not involved in the "heavy duty" and highly remunerative economic activities like rubber plantations and tin mines and of course commerce. But they did participate in other occupations - the ones that were not as profitable.
For the benefit of modern Malays who are more familiar with French fries and pizza and bread rolls, tapioca flour is used for cakes and cookies, as a thickening agent for food products and as a binder for pharmaceutical tablets. It is also gluten-free. For our ancestors and for some of us today, manioc or tapioca or ubi kayu gives us local delicacies like tapai and krepek. For me, nothing beats boiled ubi kayu with sambal blacan or gula melaka syrup for a mid-morning or mid-afternoon snack!!
Here's a little example of Malays putting their toes into a bit of commerce.
|" Fresh Nuts for Sale in Kajang".|
If all the above indicate indolence, then commentators like Swettenham are as good as the monkey's uncle!
But this one image takes the cake. Rice farming - the Malays' traditional occupation till today : which is also the most exhausting and backbreaking livelihood - was described as an indication of Malay sluggishness.
|"Lazy Malays Take Much Pains in Tilling The Soil". And this is said in the last sentence, "..... for they heartily dislike toil and their indolent, pleasure-loving nature would always borrow rather than earn money."|
That's rich! Isn't the global economy today creaking and collapsing because of the credit crunch and the banking crisis - too much borrowing, not enough conservation and savings, and too much greed? Why toil when you can make loadsofmoney by speculating and gambling with other people's money? Better still, unlike those 'indolent Malays', today's "more industrious and more civilized people" can expect the government and the taxpayers to bail them out.
This is my favourite picture of my ancestors.
|"Rich Cargoes of Tropical Fruits On Their Way To The Malay Market."|
I particularly love the caption :
"The more insignificant of the trading craft are employed for this purpose, and on market days a perfect fleet of small vessels may be seen plying up the river bound for some convenient centre where they may discharge their ripe cargoes. The craft used are chiefly dugouts, or light fishing boats - things so small and crazy that only an amphibious creature like the Malay would trust himself in them."
If our ancestors - like one of those entrepreneurs in the above picture - should turn up today and look at the condition of their descendants, they would probably shake their heads in despair. They will see so much gain and achievement, but the semangat Melayu has been ground into the dust. An amphibious creature can survive on both water and land - that is why we call our homeland Tanah Air. A people who originate from such disparate environment should be able to straddle (with humility and dignity) the modern and traditional, the spiritual and material without shooting themselves in the foot and stabbing each other in the back.
Baju baharu kain bertekat,
Baju belah pakai kerosang;
Bersatu padu kuat sa-ikat,
Kalau berpechah di-makan orang. (From Kalong Bunga Buku 1 oleh Za'ba)
A lovely song from another true blue anak Malaysia.