Q had always wanted to
be a newsreader on radio. Newsreaders exude an aura of confidence and reading
the news over the air gives them an image of being very informative and
knowledgeable. Thirty years down the line, Q can only be proud to say that one
of her students has made a career of being a newsreader over radio.
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Sunday, September 14, 2014
The Ironies of Life and Living - P
P had doted on her three children, especially
the youngest. When she was informed that she was having the fourth, she had
mixed feelings. How could she look after all four children since her husband
had got a transfer to a town far away from his hometown? She would have no help
and so would not be able to manage on her own. She felt torn as to what to do but the only
solution was to give away the youngest to her sister-in-law who was childless.
She then gave her undivided attention to the youngest of the remaining three
children. Ironically, years later the youngest of the three was the one who
turned against her and seemed to show the least care and concern for her.
The Ironies of Life & Living - O
O was seen crying in
the corner. Her friend asked her what the matter was. She explained that her
daughter did not welcome her to stay with her new family abroad. O lamented that all she had wanted was to spend the holidays with them. She
was devastated and felt that her daughter was thoughtless and self-centred. The
truth of the matter was that the daughter had suggested an alternative date so that it coincided with the school holidays and O could spend more time with her grandchildren.
However, O herself was being thoughtless and self-centred because she didn’t
consider her daughter’s situation. O's daughter was a young working mother and wife.
The Ironies of Life & Living - N
N observed his
stepdaughter’s character. She was quiet and often played dumb. N swore that he
would never want a daughter who would be so quiet that she would not know how
to express herself. He decided to teach his own daughter from young how to
stand up for her rights and speak her mind. Now he regretted it because as a
young adult, she had become rebellious and hard to control. She refused to
listen to him and was always doing the exact opposite of what he had expected
of her.
The Ironies of Life and Living - M
When M saw her mother
suffering in her old age, she asked God to take away her suffering. “If you
could give me just half of the sufferings my mother is going through, I will
gladly bear it,” she bargained with God. M began getting aches in her bones and
tingly feelings in her legs. She even had sleepless nights but accepted it in
her stride. She was exasperated as even after her mother had passed away, the
aches and pains still persisted. It was only a few years later when she realized that her biological mother (who was still living) had been having aching bones and
tingly legs. Had she been sharing the pain of her biological mother rather than
the pain of the mother who had taken care of her from young?
Sunday, March 2, 2014
Some hilarious incidents during lessons!
1. When
talking about a break-in, a student enquired, “Why the body don’t lock the
door?”
2.When
the students were asked what term was used for one’s grandmother’s grandmother,
a student quipped, “Ghost”.
3. A
cute seven-year-old was singing the nursery rhyme ‘Mary had a little lamb’.
Somehow it didn’t sound so right, so I asked her to sing it a little louder. I had a good laugh when I heard that she had
been singing, ‘Mary had a little man’.
4. In
the last paragraph of a personal letter to an ex-classmate now living in
another state, a student wrote, “I will be illegally waiting for your reply!”.
5. “I
take a mutual stand on this issue,” a student said. Something did not sound
right about that statement. Try as I might, I couldn’t get the exact word.
References to collocations brought no results. So I turned to friends and
relatives before I was enlightened. The student had meant to say, “I take a
neutral stand’.
Saturday, December 28, 2013
Anecdotes concerning misused English
1. I am at present
exposing students to forming acceptable English words in the form of nouns,
adverbs, adjectives and verbs. When I asked my Form 5 students, "What is the
verb for the word ‘danger’?", one of them promptly replied ‘dange’.
2. When I asked the
Upper Primary students what an apron was, a Year 4 student said, “Mother cooked
the thing to wear.”
3. When referring to a
photo, I asked a student about the children in the photo. "When was this photo
taken? Was it taken when they were sick or after they had got better?" She
promptly replied, ‘When they were sicking.”
4. My students are
quite confused as to why a hen can lay an egg but a mother does not lay a baby.
5. Masterskills is a
college of Nursing and Health in Malaysia. If pronounced wrongly, it somehow
would not be a college I would recommend to anyone who wants to take up
nursing. My student pronounced it as ‘Master Kills’.
6. This incident was
told to me by my friend whose son recently sat for the SPM exam. He was
supposed to write a letter to the local City Council. He confidently wrote his
salutation, “Dear Mr and Mrs Council’.
The Fate of a Mango Tree
When I shifted into this single storey terrace house ten years
ago, I assumed that the mango tree in front of my house was shared by me and
the neighbour on my right because the tree stood in front of both our houses.
Over the years, the tree had borne abundant fruits which were
plucked and enjoyed by most of the neighbours in the vicinity. Even passersby
stopped to relish the taste of this fruit. Once even a teenaged passerby
stopped her car in front of my gate and asked permission to have a few mangoes.
Most neighbours were not so courteous. They carried their own sticks to pluck
the mangoes whenever they wanted to eat it raw or make a pickle.
I, on the other hand, would wait for the fruits to grow big
and ripen on the tree and then fall off on their own. This was when the flesh
of the fruit would be juicy and sweet. As expected, I seldom had a chance to
eat these ‘juicy golden nuggets’ as I termed them, as most of the fruits would
have been plucked when they were still young and sour.
Annually, during the hot season, the tree would shed its
leaves. I would sometimes sweep the leaves but my neighbour two doors away on
the right took it upon himself to sweep the leaves regularly. Maybe he did so
because he often parked his car under the shade of this tree. Maybe he did so
because he had been staying in the area even before I shifted here and that is
what he had been doing all along. In fact, he also took it upon himself to
prune the tree when the leaves and branches were getting too massive.
The mango tree was actually planted by the mother of my
immediate neighbour on the left. About sixteen years ago when the old lady
shifted into the house next door, she had bought two different species of young
mango plants. One plant which would eventually bear big eight-inch long mangoes
she planted in front of her house. The other was this tree which bore ‘golden
nuggets’. Her son cut their mango tree after she passed away about two years
ago because he was fed up with people stealing the fruits.
Today the other tree which was planted outside my house met
with the same fate. My immediate right neighbour whom I have never seen
sweeping the leaves or plucking the fruit, decided that the tree should be
felled. So he ordered his worker to cut the twigs, the branches and the trunk
of the tree.
My one regret is that I did not take a photograph of the tree
in its heyday, when it was full of leaves, when it was flowering and when it
was laden with fruits!
Saturday, August 24, 2013
The Ironies of Life & Living - L
L had always wanted to be called Dr L, to be on
par with his wife who was a medical practitioner. After more than 14 years of
slogging for the title of Doctor of Philosophy, he finally achieved it when he was in his mid 50's. However, it did not give him the pleasure he thought it would. He was only an expert in the area of his specialization. He
did not have a steady job. He could not adapt to the confines of the work system.
His family was estranged from him. He did not have a place he could call home.
Ultimately, he was none the wiser although he could now sign off as Dr L.
The Ironies of Life & Living - K
K’s story is the
commonest in the annals of life and living. K thought that she was happily married with a family
of four kids. They had their ups and downs as all families do but she managed
to keep her family united and her husband happy. Unfortunately, her husband was
not of the same mind. He had a mistress on the side of whom K knew nothing of
until her husband fell sick and had to be hospitalized. Apparently, the affair had been going on for years. It was not that K had
not had her share of admirers during this time. There were colleagues and badminton partners who
had expressed interest in her but she had dismissed them for the sake of her husband
and family. Now she felt betrayed by the one man she had given it all up for!
The Ironies of Life & Living - J
J was in a mixed
marriage, being a Chinese Malaysian married to an Indian Malaysian. She and her husband brought
up three offspring and were employed by the government. When they retired from
their government jobs, they decided to travel around the world in the safety of
guided tour groups which had a tour leader. Once when a tour group had to make
up the numbers and an Indian lady had no partner, J called up her Indian
sister-in-law to enquire if she was interested in being the Indian lady’s room-mate.
She concurred that since both were Indians they would get along splendidly. How
could she assume that when she herself was in a mixed marriage!
Crime & Us
Crime is becoming so
rampant these days. It used to be that we used to get to know about criminal
activities only in the media. Today, we hear of the nearby convenience store being
robbed, someone in our field of work being shot in the street, a friend having
her bag snatched and a neighbour’s house being broken into.
It used to be that
we only heard about these criminal activities once in a blue moon. Today,
we can hear at least two different situations of criminal activities happening
on the same day. What is happening to the situation in Malaysia?
What do we do in this
kind of situation? Just wait for something to happen to us? Isn’t there
something concrete that the common layman can do to fight crime?
Some Nights in Malaysia
There is a stillness in
the night,
a welcoming calm
towards the wee hours of the morning light.
The deafening silence
prevails as the world rests in slumber…..
Until is heard the
murmuring, the buzzing.
The droning builds into
a crescendo…..
Then is heard
sputtering, revving, rumbling,
Engines battling one
against the other.
Circling around the
neighbourhood
Speeding up and down
the main roads and by-roads.
Babies asleep awaken.
Adults resting arise.
Some elderly quiver
thinking the end is near
The deafening silence
turns to thunderous chaos.
A cacophony of sounds
from the different machines!
Why are these Mat
Rempit given the freedom to destroy the peacefulness of the night in Malaysia?
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
An insult to English language teachers!
The Deputy Prime
Minister of Malaysia recently announced that Malaysia needs five years and
60,000 teachers to be trained before English can be made a subject for a
compulsory pass at SPM level. What an insult to the present batch of English
language teachers in both primary and secondary schools! Have they not been
putting their shoulder to the grind in their efforts to get their students to
have good language communication skills? Isn’t the government confident enough
in their skills even though it has spent thousands of ringgit to get them all
to become degree holders? It looks like the government has no confidence in the
qualifications that these teachers have obtained from the local universities to
make the college-trained teachers graduates. The Deputy Education Minister says
that 5000 teachers have already been trained and another 9000 are being
trained. Is the Ministry trying to say that all this while they had not equipped the schools under their care with the right personnel for teaching English? Did the teachers now teaching History have to undergo the same rigourous
training since History is now a compulsory subject at SPM level?
The Ironies of Life and Living - I
I thought to himself,
‘It is not a privilege to be born into a rich family after all. Granted, the rich do not
need to worry about where their next meal was coming from. But, at the same
time, because they had never experienced hard times, they normally did not
appreciate what they had … until it was gone.’ This was true with I, who having
had the privilege of living in comfortable surroundings all his life, driving
expensive cars and even going on luxurious holidays, now found himself in a
situation where he did not know where his next meal was coming from. His
friends had deserted him. He only had the clothes on his back and a bed to lie
on. He was in hospital for medical treatment and did not even know who was
going to pay his medical bills. He felt like ending it all!
The Ironies of Life and Living - G & H
G was always surrounded
by friends and family. He entertained them with his easy-going ways. There was
always laughter and enough food for anyone around. One could say that he led a
luxurious life with wine, women and song. However, he never forgot his parents and his immediate family members.
H, on the other hand, was frugal. He had a low-paying job but he managed to
give a proper education to his five children who eventually obtained decent
jobs. Years passed. G had become friendless because his resources had run out.
He was now alone in a nursing home dependent on the generosity of welfare
organizations for his dialysis treatment. H’s daughter had to undergo
chemotherapy in her fight against leukemia. She, however, had the financial
resources because earlier on she had invested in the property market.
The Ironies of Life and Living - F
F decided to get a
small little tattoo on her hand while on holiday in India years ago. It was
barely an inch long and it was done at the base of her thumb. When she returned
to her homeland, she was shocked that her relatives, especially her aunt, were
up in arms about the little tattoo. She felt that it would not have seemed so
bad even if she had committed a murder. She was told by her aunt that she had
violated God’s gift and that getting a tattoo was the devil’s work. She glanced
at her tattoo. It was a small little cross, a reminder that Christ had died for us.
Was this the devil’s work? Today, she happened to come across her aunt’s son’s
profile on Facebook and asked to be added to his list of friends. He had opened
a tattoo shop. His own body, arms and legs had tattoos of different designs on
them. This goes to show that ‘what goes around, comes around’.
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
Tuesday, October 16, 2012
Heavenly nuggets!
Sometimes patience is all it needs to savour the fruits God has bestowed on us.
My neighbours keep on plucking the unripe mangoes from the tree outside the compound of my house. I always feel that if they only waited for the fruits to grow in size and ripen, they would be able to enjoy the naturally sweet taste of the delicious golden flesh of the fruit. Indeed, fortune smiles on those who wait!
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