Monday, 7 January 2013

Batu Ferringhi, Penang

Batu Ferringhi is a beach area on Penang island. As a kid, I knew the place as Batu Ferringhi and as a family picnic area. Batu Ferringhi was a lush green area and with beautiful fine soft white sand.
There weren't many hotels back then in 1965. I remember having brunch with my grandparents at Palm Beach Resort on a Sunday in 1976. I also remember the Palm Beach Resort when USM held its in-house induction course/training for new lecturers in 1982. The other hotels are considered "new" hotels. Rasa Sayang Hotel was a grand hotel when it opened in 1982. USM also held its annual dinner at Rasa Sayang Hotel in Penang.

Happenings in Batu Ferringhi

Batu Ferringhi is now a tourist spot and also a congested area. Some parts are more developed and some are abandoned. However, I discovered a beautiful garden restaurant. Affandi said it is surely a nice restaurant with a beautiful garden concept. We both liked this garden restaurant in Batu Ferringhi.

A beautiful garden restaurant
P Ramlee on a bus panel in Batu Ferringhi. This elderly man's wife was still on the bus while he had gotten off the bus. He was frantically trying to stop the bus driver. The bus eventually stopped a few yards away and let down his wife. Imagine being separated from your wife in this way!
Affandi buying rojak buah from a hawker in Batu Ferringhi. The laksa man wasn't around.

What is the history of Batu Ferringi?

I'm not sure what the actual history is and how Batu Ferringhi got its name. Orang Ferringhi was a historical term used to refer to the Portuguese. But I have not heard the Portuguese landed in Penang. They were probably Portuguese descent from Ceylon (Sri Lanka), maybe from the Portuguese East India Company, Dutch East India Company and British East India Company. Batu Ferringhi sounds Arabic and in Arabic there is the letter f and no letter p. Otherwise this place could have been named Batu Paringgi or after Orang Paringgi if it was named by the Malays.

As with most "Batu" names of places in Malaya and including Penang, this indicates an early arrival in Penang by sea route, ie by ships. Batu Ferringhi is either a small bay or cove, and with a lot of granite boulders (batu) in the sea, and an unlikely place for landing of then an inhospitable island.

Batu Ferringhi beach, Penang 2011

However, it should be noted that Masjid Kg Batu Uban (1700s) predates Francis Light's landing on Penang island (1800s). I would therefore say Batu Ferringhi is more recent than Kg Batu Uban. If the Portuguese are implied as "pioneers" to this island, and the Portuguese came to Malacca in 1511, then Batu Ferringhi would probably be in that time frame. However, because only the Malays would name a place with a Batu name, it is possible that there were Arab-speaking Malay villages on Penang island by 1511, when the Portuguese first arrived before they sailed into the Strait of Malacca, and onward to Malacca and to the Chinese islands off mainland China. This is just a thought and a possibility.

Kg Melayu in Ayer Itam, Penang

I wrote a bit about Kg Melayu in Ayer Itam in a post on Tok Chu of Ayer Itam, Penang
TOK CHU. Tok Chu is the father of Prof Ahmad Murad Merican. Prof Ahmad Murad is an activist who is trying to protect his & mine ancestors' village, Kg Batu Uban in Penang. Kg Batu Uban is across the road from USM side gate near Sg Dua. Kg Batu Uban is approximately 278 years old in January 2013. 
HOW TO GET TO TOK CHU'S HOUSE: AYER ITAM. Tok Chu lives in Ayer Itam in Penang. We decided to go down Jalan Masjid Negeri (old street name, Green Lane). We passed by Jalan Thean Teik - a narrow congested road, and the BHP petrol station on the left. We passed by Jalan Satu on the left. We passed by the Indian temple on the right (Affandi recognised the temple first) - I took some photos of the temple. Then we reached the turn-off for Jalan Dua and finally Jalan Kg Melayu on the left. 
JALAN KAMPUNG MELAYU. We followed Jalan Kg Melayu to Jalan Ayer Itam and got lost. We made a U-turn at the school and went back on Jalan Ayer Itam till we reached Jalan Pisang Embun. All the roads here were named after bananas. We turned right into Jalan Pisang Embun and went right till the end of the road. Tok Chu's house is on the right, at the end of the row.
I cited Abdur-Razzaq Lubis's article about Kg Melayu Ayer Itam:
Persatuan Melayu Pulau Pinang / Dr Kamil Mohamed Arif / Captain Mohamad Nor bin Mohamad The constitutional provision of what constitutes Malay also applied to Penang. In 1933, the Penang Malay Association (Persatuan Melayu Pulau Pinang) submitted a memorandum to the Colonial Office in London, for the creation of a Malay reservation in Air Itam. The memorandum was drafted by Dr. Kamil Mohamed Arif, Captain Mohamad Nor bin Mohamad and Captain Syed Salleh Alsagoff. A piece of land in Air Hitam costing $40,000 was purchased for the purpose and the settlement became known as Kampung Melayu, Air Itam, the one and only Malay reservation in the Straits Settlement [Page 42]. Source:
http://rihlah.nl.sg/Paper/Abdur-Razzaq%20Lubis.pdfPage 42. 
** Captain Mohamad Noor bin Shaik Ahmad is in Dr Che Lah bin Md Joonos' family tree **

I didn't know the significance of Kg Melayu in Ayer Itam in our history when I visited the village and when I wrote that Tok Chu post for this blog. Kg Melayu at Ayer Itam is possibly the only British-created Malay reservation on Penang island, and which had survived till today. I still don't have the full story of this historical Malay reservation and where the British had picked or imported the original Malay families from (possibly from the vicinity in north Kedah, Jitra onward and from Butterworth). I will write what I know from my reading.

This Malay village is right after a row of shops on both sides of the road and quite far in, off from the busy main road, off from Green Lane/Jalan Masjid Negeri. The beginning of the in-road was very busy and the area was congested with vehicles, people and just about anything that could make it on the road. We could not reverse our car when we thought we were in the wrong locality. We just drove straight on to search for a place to make a U-turn. However, while searching for a place to make a U-turn, I saw 2 signboards and a school plaque that indicated we were in a Malay village. I found it strange that there is a Malay village in Ayer Itam when I know that Ayer Itam is mainly a Chinese area. I was confused because I never knew a Malay village would even exist in a predominantly Chinese area.

Saturday, 5 January 2013

MOHE/KPT

I must have misplaced the name and address of the lady who told me to write to her when my books are ready so that MOHE can do the book launch. I saw her info last week in one of my many diaries, but I can't find it this week. I remember sending her a greeting. But I can't find her in my 4,000+ emails. I can't remember her first name. She sat next to me at the Majlis Profesor Negara (MPN) evening tea at PICC, Putrjaya. I have to check the date of this event and maybe the box that contains all the materials for the event.

Anyway rather than waste time searching for the box that contains the MPN details and her name and address, I decided to write directly to the Ministry of Higher Education (MOHE)/Kementerian Pengajian Tinggi (KPT) today. It took me an hour to search where and whom to write to. I wrote to ask if it is interested to launch my books on The Early Malay Doctors. I also left 2 posts at MOHE in Facebook.

Kementerian Pelajaran Tinggi Malaysia
Unit Komunikasi Korporat
Aras 3, No. 2, Menara 2, Jalan P5/6, Presint 5
62200 W.P. Putrajaya
Tel: 0388706000
Faks: 0388706885
http://www.mohe.gov.my/portal/
http://app.mohe.gov.my/dirkpt/index.php?jabatan=KPT
http://app.mohe.gov.my/dirkpt/senaraiStaf.php?idBhgn=81

Education Malaysia
http://www.facebook.com/EduMalaysia

Just found her! I wrote a post about her in this blog and it has her name and hp#.
I attended the Majlis Pelancaran Majlis Profesor Negara (MPN) and Higher Institute Centre of Excellence (HICoE) at PICC, Putrajaya on 1 April 2010. I met Salmah of MoHE at the function. I informed Salmah re this book and its publication (June 2011). She said to keep her informed and asked where USM will launch this book and who will launch this book. Salmah recalls Tan Sri Dr Abdul Majid bin Ismail as an orthopedic surgeon.
Salmah 019-267 9200
Ministry of Higher Education (MoHE)
Kementerian Pelajaran Tinggi (KPT)
I have just SMSed her. I hope it is still her #.

Puan Salmah bt Zainal Abidin
Ketua Penolong Setiausaha • KPSU(R) D
salmahza@mohe.gov.my
samb. 5074

Kementerian Pelajaran Tinggi Malaysia
Bahagian Perancangan dan Penyelidikan
Unit GE & Bilateral
Aras 13, No. 2 Menara 2, Jalan P5/6 Presint 5
62200 W.P. Putrajaya
Tel: 03-88706000
Faks: 03-88706810
http://app.mohe.gov.my/dirkpt/senaraiStaf.php?idBhgn=64

There is however, another Salmah:

Cik Salmah bt Ahmad
Timbalan Setiausaha Bahagian • TSUB(S)L
salmaha@mohe.gov.my
samb. 5253

SEKSYEN PEMBANGUNAN MANUSIA DAN LATIHAN
Bahagian Pengurusan Sumber Manusia

Aras 15, No. 2, Menara 2, Jalan P5/6, Presint 5
62200 W.P. Putrajaya
Tel: 0388706000
Faks: 0388706813
http://app.mohe.gov.my/dirkpt/senaraiStaf.php?idBhgn=63

Update 8 January 2013:

I received an SMS from Salmah. She has moved workplace and no longer works at KPT. I asked for her full name, where she presently works, and her email. She hasn't replied yet.

Friday, 4 January 2013

Highland Towers Tragedy 1993

I was enjoying breakfast when I heard about the tragedy on TV in 1993. My husband said a tragedy happened in KL that morning. I never believed it happened and I refused to believe it then. I didn't say anything. I was silent and in total disbelief that a tragedy of such magnitude even happened, and of all places, in KL, in Malaysia. My husband brought me the newspaper the following morning. Still I could not grasp this tragedy. I looked at the front page and the photo of the collapsed tower. I said to myself, the collapsed building looked intact like playing cards. Not knowing the actual size and shape of the collapsed building, I couldn't make out what had actually happened. It was beyond what I could comprehend. I watched TV and followed whatever progress that was aired. I remember some of the victims were allowed to put up at a hotel after some negotiation. I remember the bomba saved a maid and a baby alive. They also dug into the basement to pull out bodies, dead and alive. The authorities were looking for the constructors and engineers of that collapsed building. Studies of hill slopes ensued. Later, no construction was allowed on hill slopes of a certain degree. But some Malaysians did not heed the warning and continued building expensive homes on steep hill slopes.

It is now 20 years after the Highland Towers tragedy which occurred on 11 December 1993. I wonder how the victims have coped and what they are doing today. Do they still have fear of high rise buildings collapsing?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ftdyu6_Fbj0 1/4
This video clip also features Tan Sri Dr Ridzwan Bakar, son of Datuk Dr Abu Bakar bin Ibrahim (deceased) and Tan Sri Dr Salma bt Ismail.

Below are some frames I have captured from the movie and parts of the script that awakened my memory today, after I watched this particular segment over and over for 3 hours, to see for myself and get my story right.

I remember Carlos Musa was the son of Tan Sri Musa Hitam (Dy PM) from his foreign wife, who died in the Highland Towers tragedy. However, there is no mention of what happened to Rosina Bakar.

Husband Carlos Musa, baby Marisa and wife Rosina Bakar
On the fourth floor, Carlos Musa is in the shower. His wife Rosina senses extreme danger. She has a baby, Marisa. - Narrator, History Channel
My sister said to Lita the maid, "Take Marisa out as soon as possible". As she walked down the staircase, the building walls begin to crack and by the time she reached the ground level, tensions were building up on the ground and she had to jump and fell about 3 times before she finally got to safety. - Dr Ridzwan Bakar
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gc4P9creo5Q 2/4
In this video clip, many expressed their concerns and hopes that there would be survivors in the rubbles while the search and  rescue teams continued their activities, rushing against time. Humans can only survive a few days without water and dehydration becomes a grave concern. Knocks became a means of detecting survivors.

Dr Ridzwan Bakar is waiting to hear about his sister Rosina and her husband, Carlos Musa. - Narrator, History Channel.
 Dr Ridzwan expresses his concern about his sister, Rosina.
My feeling at that time of course was that of hope, hope for that people who were in the building at that point in time, were somehow still alive.- Dr Ridzwan Bakar
Civilians volunteered to help the bomba men in their search for survivors
Dr Ridzwan volunteers as a rescuer and he joins the many other civilians who offer to help the bomba men. - Narrator, History Channel
Dr Mahathir was then prime minster and he arrived at the tragedy site
In the evening of the first day, PM Dr Mahathir arrives. On what's now an international news story, Dr Mahathir calls for help from round the world. The PM also wants answers, how many people are still trapped inside the building and why did it collapse. - Narrator, History Channel
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=edVQY4E4864 3/4
This video clip is at 1 week after the collapse. There was little hope for any survivors. The area stank of dead bodies decomposing. After 12 days, a total of 48 dead bodies were counted.

I remember the bodies being brought up by the workers and they were all at various states of decomposition. I remember seeing a lady clutching the holy Quran. I remember seeing a woman clutching a child, with both arms. - Dr Ridzwan Bakar
The remains of Dr Ridzwan's sister Rosina and her husband Carlos are found the next day. - Narrator, History Channel
They found them in the staircase somewhere between the third and second floor, together, in an embrace. - Dr Ridzwan Bakar
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TF82kvHcoeM  (Eksklusif, RTM1)
Names of the 48 victims of the Highland Towers disaster are listed in this video clip.

Carlos Rashid and Rosina Datuk Abu Bakar are listed as victims of the Highland Towers tragedy.
In my book, Biography of the Early Malay Doctors 1900-1957 Malaya and Singapore, I mentioned this text:
Tan Sri Dato’ Dr Salma has four children - Datuk Dr Ridzwan, Mr Ezani, Dr Normi and Rosina. Two of her children, Datuk Dr Ridzwan and Dr Normi, followed in her footsteps by becoming doctors.

I also wrote about Tan Sri Dr Salma:
Her 90th birthday in 2008 was announced in the local newspapers.[1]

[1] The Star, Saturday, 20 December 2008, Section - Nation, page N6. “Matriarch of Malaysian docs.”

I did not include 2 more photos in Tan Sri Dr Salma's biography in my book because of copyright matters. But these photos are in my 5th draft of her biography of 9 December 2011. Notice that Rosina Bakar is missing in this pic below.

Tan Sri Salma celebrating her 90th birthday on 19 December 2008 in Bangsar Baru, Kuala Lumpur. She is seen here with three of her children (from left) Ezani Bakar, Dr Ridzwan Bakar and Dr Normi Bakar. Photograph courtesy of Utusan Malaysia (Sabtu 20 Disember 2008).
Matriach of Malaysian docs. Country’s first Malay woman doctor turns 90.
Tun Dr Siti Hasmah hands Tan Sri Salma a birthday gift while Tun Dr Mahathir Mohamad looks on.
Article was authored by Nurbaiti Hamdan (nurbaiti@thestar.com.my).
Courtesy of The Star (Saturday, 20 December 2008, Nation, N6).

Thursday, 3 January 2013

Technical Note - Photo Retouch

Portrait editing is a desirous skill. There are many software that can do this. However, a good simple software I'm learning tonight is the Retouch Pilot.

http://www.giveawayoftheday.com/retouch-pilot
http://www.facebook.com/giveawayotday

It can do a lot of things automatically and I think even a novice can learn this skill. The tools are powerful in this program. I have never seen anything like this software. Download it and install tonight while it is still free.

Available tools - erase scratch marks, tear edges, white uneven bkgr, patch
Auto run demo modules
Cleaning up scratch marks on portrait
Editing portrait
Fill in white space in bkgr

Removing scratch/tear/fold marks from photo
Removing telephone wires from photo

The Burghers

I first came across this word from a birth certificate belonging to my mother when my father gave the document to me at my uncle Pak Din's house in KL. For the first time too I saw her mother's name and nationality. My grandmother's nationality was written as "Ceylon Burgher". Not knowing what "Burgher" meant, I asked my dad whether she was a burger seller! He said it was a non Malay group. Not understanding what it meant, I asked him why he gave me the document along with other birth and death certificates. He said to keep them. I asked him "For what?" He didn't reply but went to read the newspaper in the living-room.

24 years on, I only have an electronic copy of my mother's birth certificate. I don't know where the original hardcopy is. I must have either misplaced or thrown out the other documents. They were really old documents and I didn't know what to do with them. I last saw the documents stacked among my old books and photo albums. I don't have them anymore. But the word "Burgher" haunts me as I never knew these people.

I remember asking a colleague in physiology, Assoc Prof Roland Sirisinghe, and he told me who these people were. I was still blank. He then gave me 2 book titles to read that would help me. I couldn't get hold of the books he mentioned as the libraries didn't have them.

When 2 Sri Lankan lady lecturers came to my department to see me, I had the opportunity to talk to them and I asked them what they knew of the Burghers. According to their accounts, Burghers were Dutch and Ceylon mix, and they held a high profile in the country. I asked them why but I never understood what they had explained to me.

I then searched the Internet about Malay cricket in Ceylon (now Sri Lanka), and I came across a tiny old document that had something about the Burghers. I also read the Wikipedia write-up about the Burghers. Now I know a bit about them. I may have written another post about them somewhere else.

Who are the Burghers?

When the Dutch East India Company came to Ceylon, the white Dutch males married to the Ceylonese local ladies. The offspring is a Burgher. It so turns out that the Burgher takes on the European frame (with big bodies) and they also have fair to tan complexion. Eye colour-wise, they have blue, green or brown irises.

Burgher names are either Dutch (original) or Portuguese (to evade being persecuted by the British) when the British took over Ceylon. As to race, the Burghers have German or Jewish names.

In Malaysia, the Burghers are on the west coast, mainly in Seremban and KL. In Khoo Salma Nasution's book More than Merchants (pages 28-30), they were also in Penang. From names in Facebook, I guess there are also Burghers in Singapore and Australia today.

What happened to the Burghers?

Over time, and with outmarriages of the first Burgher offspring, the Burgher community has blended into the major communities. Today, they look just like me and you, and it is hard to tell a Burgher just from looks alone. One really has to dig for the family tree and family history, and then come to a conclusion as to what type of Burgher a person is.

The only interest I have in Burghers is when we look at heart disease among the founder generation in early Malaya and Malaysia today. Despite being held high in society where they originated, the Burghers suffered from 2 things, heart disease and blood disorders (high viscosity). Mental retardation was a feature in some families. I don't know why this was so and have never researched it.

I don't know the size of today's Burgher community in Malaysia and elsewhere. Even if they can be found, they would be a mixed breed and either resembling Indians, Malays or Eurasians. They are usually mistakenly lumped as Orang Serani or some other Indian or Malay mix. Burghers usually marry Burghers and the offspring looks Indian or in between. I don't think the Burgher features were sustained in mixed marriages which are a commonplace today. Today's Burgher would be about 10th generation or so. The language used at home is English. The food consumed is mainly Indian or Malay, some Chinese, and often continental, depending on local influences. Lifespan-wise, they live to about early 70s and death is due to heart disease.

This  my late mother's family in 1953. The Burghers are in dresses and the Malays are wearing kain sarong. The boy is Danish-Chinese mix and not a Burgher.




Mandailing

I first heard of this word as Mendaling or Mendeleng. Later I heard it as Mandailing from a surveyor, Assoc Prof Sr Azlan Raofuddin at HBP (Housing, Building and Planning) in USM, Penang. His mother is a Mandailing lady.

What is Mandailing?

How are they different or similar?

http://www.mandailing.org/Eng/contents.html
http://www.mandailing.org/Eng/links.html


Penang's Treasure Trove

Today I discovered 2 more interesting websites about Penang. They are Areca Books and Visions of Penang Archive (Wade Collection). The Wade Collection contains many picture postcards (ppc) of Penang Harbour and its vicinity. That area was and is still picturesque. The photographer was A. Kaulfuss, the same man who photographed Jack Fenner in most of Insun's stories in her Facebook. Jack Fenner was Insun's grandfather if I'm not mistaken. I wonder where I can contact A Kaulfuss or his company if that is still operating today. Insun is connected to me in a parallel family tree strand and the 2 strands wind up at the top to the first man who arrived from Sumatra and opened Penang at Kampong Batu Uban. That great man who opened Penang was Nakhoda Nan Intan. What does "Nan Intan" mean? I think it means he had dark skin.  Insun is in the Datuk Jenaton group which also contains the name Yusof bin Ishak among its family members. Ring a bell? Yes, he was the first President of Singapore. What's even more exciting is, the last Sultan of Singapore, Sultan Hussein, was buried in Malacca. The Ming sailors visited our ports many times over and at one point even brought their princess for the Sultan of Malacca. A Muslim, the Ming Emperor ate halal food which his queen cooked. Did the Sultan of Malacca marry the Ming princess? Did she really exist? Where is her tomb? Where is his tomb? A lot of Ming records were destroyed. What if I tell you that Coco has some answers and that Coco and I share the same Ming ancestors? Now we have a great story going! I will need a lot of help from international institutions to get this story right and do to all the link-ups so we can have a book. It will take another 10 years to research properly and write my story and another 2 years to publish. Coco said we should write. I will be 66 by the time the story gets published. Coco will be 105. That's lifelong research.

http://www.arecabooks.com/
http://www.visionsofpenang.com.my/
http://www.mandailing.org/
http://www.facebook.com/insunsony

Wednesday, 2 January 2013

Things Thai

When I lived in Banda Hilir, as kids we played kuku hantu, also known as kuku sambung or kuku panjang, They resembled the long nails of the Thai dancers. We picked the nails off bamboo plants that made the hedges of the mosque compound (Masjid Banda Hilir). I was a good child dancer with the kuku hantu and later on I became a Mak Yong dancer for my university (USM). I loved Mak Yong for recreation but I can't remember the dance movements now. I can remember the finger work and head shakes, they are quite similar to what Ramli performs for his Indian traditional dances. Haven't you seen Ramli?

I live approximately an hour or two from the Thai border. I have lived here for the past 30 years but I don't speak any Thai. My sister had a Thai schoolfriend named Pak Wadi Siri Mongkul (close to that). She was from the Thai Embassy in Kota Bharu in the late 1960s. I can't remember her face anymore, just her name. Her being a Thai national excited me a lot as a child. Every time my father drove our car past the Thai Embassy especially on my way home after school, I would ask him to slow down and I would look out the window to see if I could see a Thai dancer! I often wondered what Thailand was like. Kuku hantu fascinates me and they still do.

Some time at Tunku Kurshiah College (TKC) in Seremban and at other venues, I observed Thai dances and they had these kuku hantu fixed to their fingernails. When they danced, they stick up one leg and try to balance on the other leg, the head shakes and the body stiffens and the eyes roll left and right. It is quite a sight to see the Thai dances.

When I was at Sydney International House, I was talking to a few Thai girls. Our conversation was slow because neither I understood them nor they understood me. Then (Prof) Rahmatullah Khan came along and spoke Thai to them and immediately the conversation became lively. I had to back out because I didn't know any Thai. But just watching them converse in Thai and laughing was indeed amazing.

I visited Thailand for the first time with my elder sister some time in 1982/3. We went with the USM Medical School group in a bus. I wasn't married then. We had a tour guide who spoke Thai. We passed by a place that sold fried chicken on a dulang. Then we reached the beach in Songkhla. We put up for the night at Hatyai. It was a clean town with a lot of shops selling beautiful fabrics but in glass display cabinets. I never knew Thailand sells beautiful printed soft cotton fabrics, apart from Thai silk. I remember buying one fabric for myself to make my first baju kebaya labuh. It was such a thrill to own a beautifully sewn baju kebaya labuh made from Thai cotton fabric that I can still remember it today. I wore it with high heels to work. I must have charmed the men then. The sweet memory of that visit to Thailand lingers on.

I had a Thai friend named Witchai when I was doing my MSc at UC Riverside in California. I was in biochemistry while Witchai was in agriculture. I remember asking Witchai to write my name in Thai script. I might still have that piece of paper with me. I am unable to contact Witchai because I didn't take his address. He should be about age 60. He was tall and big frame that I didn't take him as a typical Thai man. I had thought he was American or European.

At Bannockburn Village at UC Riverside, I had a neighbour who was a Thai girl and we shared the same housing complex, kitchenette and toilet. She cooked daily and used only a small metal pot. I don't know how she could ever cook using only a small metal pot but she did turn out superb dinners for her friends. She made kangkong goreng and sambal belacan.

Today I sat and watch Thai TV at home after not doing so for many years. I usually sit down with my diary and scribe whatever I listened to or heard or sounds like. Today I didn't write but just sat and listened to the newsreader. I think I must have tuned in to a religious channel (Muslim). She had a black floral tudung on and spoke in the Kelantanese dialect. She read the accident statistics for the majjor Thai cities of Yala (pronounced Jala), Songkhla, Bangkok, Nathon Si Tammasat(??). The ads were distracting. They sang a song for their king, Bumipol Maharaja.

Today I watched NBT Thai TV channel. I watched a programme called Language for Future. The 2 men running the show spoke 3 languages - Kelantanese Malay, Thai and American English. The 3 participants had to speak all 3 languages or translate Thai into the other 2 languages. At the end of the programme, the main host said "We should learn to speak English as that will help us speak to the other ASEAN countries". It tickled me but I think that's true. We haven't done this 3-language programme on Malaysian TV. I think we should.

Australia

I watched Australia the movie last afternoon, on New Year's Day. It was sad. I had watched Green Eyes the  US movie of the post-Vietnam war, but this one was even more sad. Australia featured the kidnapping of Aboriginal children who were fathered by white men, and therefore had features midway between a White Australian and an Aborigine (Abo). These kids often had curly or wavy golden hair or in between. That era when such children of mixed descent or better known as half caste were snatched from their families, began in 1869 and ended in 1969, but some went on till the 1980s.

I was in Australia from 1985 to 1989 and I saw some of the Abo children and families in the parks. They are distinct from the White Australians. I was aware of the child kidnapping that had occurred but it didn't occur to me at the time that the whole thing had a devastating psychological impact on both the children and the families that had lost their children. It is a relief to read last night that these kidnapped children were reunited with their families when they turned 25-30 years old. However, accounts of these grown-up half caste Abos are sad, especially about their inability to speak their respective native Abo language, and they were alien to their own customs and culture. It was really sad to read these accounts coming from the snatched half caste Abo children.

In Australia the movie, I was attracted to the names in the credit lines. I saw the names Billy Aziz and Jamil Hediger. Tonight I read the name Mark bin Aziz in a Wikipedia write-up of the movie. Ring a bell? These are Malay names! They are my people too! How did they get to be involved in the movie?

I have not Googled Gondwana Voices yet. They must be the children's voices singing in the background.

The setting in Darwin between 1939 and 1940s during WWII is good. I have heard The Northern Territory was attacked by the Japanese during WWII but I have not been to Darwin so I can't comment any further.

I enjoyed listening to the dialogue which was not so Australian sounding. Nullah (Brandon Walters) was such a great sport. He's such a hero, even my husband thought he's great. I think this movie became box office because it had Brandon, and not because it starred Australia's best actress and actor, Nicole Kidman and Jackman. However, Nullah's dialogue didn't sound Australian or Abo. He seemed to be conscious that his speech was affected and not fluent or seemed to be held back. I read that it was his first time being featured in an Australian movie. He did great anyway. I hope he will be featured in Australian movies to come. He's a great asset for the Abo people and Australia.

Sometimes I wonder whether the Abo people speak any amount of Malay words, especially if they are from around Broome and have contact with the Malay pearl divers there. I heard the words "walkabout" and "billabong" (dead river, sungai mati). But I only came across the word "outback" in the Wikipedia write-up. When I lived in Australia, billabong was sang in the song Waltzing Matilda. I often heard the words outback or bush, tucker and taa on TV. I didn't hear the words bush, tucker and taa in this movie and I'm wondering why. It would be nice to have Australian words and slang in the dialogues since this movie was about Abo life in Australia, and the 3 stars are all Australians.

King George, the grandfather of Nullah is a common feature in Malay storytelling too. He didn't appear much in this movie except for when he called out to Nullah for his safety. He was featured as a shriveled man in full Abo costume. He seems very weak and his calling to Nullah also seemed feeble which got me worried.

My father also mentioned a "King George" who was his granduncle but he was named as such since he kept his beard that resembled that of King George V. Was there a King George in Great Britain? I don't know. But King George is a likeable name in Malay storytelling and it is by no coincidence.

I had watched many Australian TV series as a child and I remember the song Tie Me Down Kangaroo Spot etc which featured the Australian flying doctors. I remember my mother once told me that the Abo blow their didgeridoo to call on people. The didgeridoo tune puts a person in a trance and the person follows every order of the Abo chanter. It was scary to learn about this magic of the Abo.

Broome is where the Malays have set up their second home in the pearl industry. The Malay men were expert pearl divers, that's what I learned from my mother and from my geography lessons.

The real aim of the Stolen Generation is multifaceted. I read a few articles about it and came to realise that the theme of ethnic cleansing is a recurrent theme anywhere where the White men settlers have set foot.

I was reading about the cameleers of central Australia and also the Afghans and their camels. I have traveled across Australia from Adelaide to Perth by train. It took 3 days to cross the Australian Desert by train with my husband, daughter and son. We almost ran out of drinking water. The desert was bare except for the thorny desert weed. There was only one stop at one small station. I liked the trip but I certainly did not like the train - it was smelling bad after a day.

When I first arrived in Sydney, I stayed at the International Students' Hostel. I was also shown the Abo homes built by the Australian government but these homes had no occupants. They were empty because the Abo families preferred to live in the outback rather than homes. I don't blame them. We have the same situation here.

I would love to visit Broome one day and see the Malay people there.

Abo music and art are great items. I have seen the didgeridoos and they are surely long. I have seen the water holes where the Abo people collect drinking water. They are very different from the Orang Asli we have here.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stolen_Generations
http://www.theaustralian.com.au/news/features/tracking-brandon

Monday, 31 December 2012

Happy New Year 2013


The Historical Japanese Finds at Palekbang

After we found the remains of the old Palekbang train stop, we ventured to another nearby place near the train bridge. There was a vehicle parked close to a shed just before the bridge. A muddy road formed an underpass for the train bridge. We stopped by the parked vehicle and didn't go onto the muddy track as it would mean a different adventure altogether and we weren't in the right gear for muddy track adventure in the monsoon rain.

Affandi got down to talk to the people at the shed. He discussed for some time while I remained in the car and took photos in heavy rain. Then Affandi emerged and a guy with helmet followed him. They were talking and another man appeared from the underpass, approaching Affandi and the other man. Affandi knew the man who came on the motorcycle (bike). He was the son of Affandi's father's friend who lived in our neighbourhood. The man on the bike greeted Affandi and Affandi asked him whether he worked there on the project.

The project is a historical one, so says the banner at the underpass, just next to a massive brick structure from bygone era. Then the 2 men drove away on the bike through the underpass and to the other side of the train bridge. Affandi then entered the car. I asked him what happened. I asked him whom he talked to. He said the one on the bike who came to pick up the other man, was his friend and they knew each other. The man worked on the project. I asked Affandi "What project?" Affandi said there is an on-going project and pointed to the banner at the underpass. Affandi said right in front of us, the big round brick structure was a Japanese well, left over from the war. He said the Japanese were known to throw humans down this well. I was nauseated when I heard this. I asked him whether these people he talked to knew about the recent discovery of the train tunnel. Affandi said yes. The newly discovered train tunnel is a historical find of the last war. I asked him if we could go and visit that train tunnel. Affandi said it may not be safe in the heavy rain. So we decided to head back to Kota Bharu and stopped over for early lunch at TESCO Kota Bharu. Affandi had laksa Penang and I had nasi goreng kampung (a bit salty). We shared a small cup of hot Milo.

A Dato's 4WD at the train bridge in Palekbang.
A Japanese well from WWII in Palekbang. The banner tells of the on-going historical project.
A nearby shed with some farm animals - itek nila and a beruk.
The train bridge can be seen at left edge of the pic.
A white beef cattle and its fresh cow dung.

Palekbang

Palekbang is Palek-bae in the Kelantanese accent. Palekbang is a small town huddled among expansive paddy fields which are flooded in December, the monsoon season. We visited Palekbang today in heavy downpour. It was scary!

Palekbang once had a small train stop, the most famous during its hey day. Trains stopped here to let down passengers who then took a boat service or ferry across Sg Kelantan to Kota Bharu river bank. The town that docked the boats or ferries for the river crossing service is Penambang.

Palekbang train stop has been abandoned since the more recent one was opened at Wakaf Bharu. When I came to live in Kelantan in May 1969 (after the 13 May incidences), Palekbang was often heard but I had never visited it until today, 43 years later. Palekbang train stop is in ruins today. There are a few columns left standing by the rail track. There is a shed among the jungle thickets where the signpost says 517.75. This means the Palekbang train stop is 517.75 km from where? Gemas? 

From Palekbang the train continues on to Wakaf Bharu, a modern train stop that has shifted from the old site to the more recent site, both sites lay side by side at Wakaf Bharu. Now the new station faces the old station. The new station has a ticket counter, prayer place, toilets, a restaurant and limited seats.


From Palekbang and approaching the Tumpat roundabout.
Follow the signboard to Palekbang
There is a Klinik Kesihatan signboard at the turn-in junction but I didn't see the clinic.
The road ends here in Palekbang. A small post office signpost says POS Palekbang on the left.
Approaching the road end and Palekbang signpost.
The railway track is straight ahead where the road ends.
Initial view of the railway track at Palekbang.
This is not the train stop, which is to the left (not shown in this pic).
Thailand is at left, and Tumpat is at right.
The signboard warns of danger but we took the small road to the old Palekbang train stop after discussing with the man at the Palekbang signpost. He said it was ok. It was not ok since it was raining and the flood water was rising. We went down the tiny road but had to turn back after reaching the old Palekbang train stop. It was scary because the flood water here rose very fast!! We had to reverse for 500m and then quickly make a 3-point turn and exit that tiny road.
Police station at Palekbang at the end of the road, right across from the Palekbang signpost.
Initial view of Palekbang old train stop. A few columns and a shed can be seen.
Dilapidated columns of Palekbang old train stop.
A narrow foot path leads up to the railway track and columns.
Railway shed at the 517.75 km mark.
An old railway quarters still stands in the village nearby. The area is flooded.

In my research on the early Malay doctors, Dr Ali Othman Merican (Dr AO Merican) and his family including his 2 sons, Dr Carleel Merican and Dr Ezanee Merican, had used the Palekbang train stop, continuing their journey from Penang to Thailand, and from Thailand to Palekbang, then crossing Sg Kelantan before arriving in Kota Bharu by river boat service.
Dr AO Merican migrated to Kelantan which started the Merican clan in Kelantan. In 1927, Kota Bharu was still largely underdeveloped and had only one row of brick buildings. Road transportation was inadequate as bridges were few and there were many river crossings which depended on bamboo rafts which were maneuvered by long bamboo poles and pulled by ropes using manual labour from men who stood at the river banks and on the rafts. Only the railway was adequately developed, linking Palekbang in Tumpat and Kuala Krai in Kelantan to the Federated Malay States. Annual floods occurred towards the end of the year and continued into the New Year, for a few months before they finally subsided. - From Biography of the Early Malay Doctors 1900-1957 Malaya and Singapore.
Ezanee Merican was brought to Kelantan once his mother had completed confinement when he was 40 days old. The train journey from Penang via Thailand to Palekbang in Kelantan took two days. A river boat service on Sungai Kelantan took passengers across from Palekbang to Kota Bharu. The boat service ceased when the Sultan Yahya Petra bridge was built linking Wakaf Bharu (nearby to Palekbang) to Kota Bharu. - From Biography of the Early Malay Doctors 1900-1957 Malaya and Singapore.

Da Vinci, Michaelangelo and Pablo Picasso

I watched the Da Vinci Conspiracy on ASTRO History Channel on TV earlier tonight. I read quite a bit about Da Vinci when I was a teenager in secondary school. I was interested in his mechanical drawings. I was not interested in his Mona Lisa painting at all - it didn't attract me as it did many art historians in the past and today. Da Vinci also drew a lot of human musculoskeletal diagrams - these were useful for me as a student.

Later I came to know about Michaelangelo and Pablo Picasso. Michaelangelo's paintings were mentioned to me by my elder sister, Sharifah. She read and knew more about him than I did. It was sufficient for me to know that Michaelangelo painted life-like human figures that occupied ceilings and high walls.

Pablo Picasso to me was someone linked to abstract painting. As a teenager, I tried to understand his paintings but failed to. I couldn't connect with his paintings. Even as a young adult, I could not understand his paintings.

Coming back to Da Vinci, his 2-year hiatus from 1476 to 1478, seems to me he went to learn something else apart from painting. I think he went to learn religion and returned with more paintings of divine scenes, including Virgin Mary, before and after she had her child. Art historians and curators say Da Vinci was the greatest man with the greatest impact on man. I don't think so this is true. The man with the greatest impact on human civilisation is still Prophet Muhammad SAW. No man can ever surpass him, not even Da Vinci or any of the European painters.

Da Vinci drew mechanical drawings of machines. Prophet Muhammad SAW taught the Quran and the Sunah. Of the two, machines are the basis of today's development. How humans should live and abide by rules that let man live in peace were taught by Islam, the divine religion taught by Prophet Muhammad SAW. What art historians and curators failed to say and point out clearly is that Da Vinci showed the technicalities of inventions used in today's war machines. The same with Alfred Nobel with gunpowder and explosives. These men provided knowledge of destructive war machines. On the contrary, Prophet Muhammad SAW taught just the reverse - how to live in peace, and without material greed, hardly destructive war weapons.

Every time the TV airs a program of some invention by the West, it is inevitably connected to exploration and war. The message I get is aggression of the West through inventions of sophisticated war weapons. I think it is high time that the West opens its eyes and learns to look at how to live in peace. Technological advances are great but we don't need war anywhere on this globe, not when innocent women and children are killed, and homes, schools and buildings are destroyed indiscriminately. Nobody should die and nothing should be destroyed. That's my message, human to human. I'm not talking to heartless machines or wired robots. I'm talking real.

I don't think we should use technology to invent objects for destructive purposes. I think it is better to use technology for useful purposes. Man versus machine, which should we support? I think we should support all efforts and inventions that teach us how to live peacefully. Da Vinci maybe creative and intelligent by standards of the West, but nobody has said that he learned or improved on methods already present in the books of the Golden Era of Islam. Where are those books today? Medieval Europe lived in the Dark Ages. Renaissance (French for rebirth) occurred in Europe with people like Da Vinci learning from other scholars and then extending that knowledge to Europe. Did Da Vinci learn from the great Muslim scholars? Did he operate corpses alone or with an aid who knew where to make incisions and what to excise? Did he go to learn from the Muslim surgeons and then decide to do his own surgical explorations? Wasn't he just reproducing the drawings of the Muslim scholars before him? The theory that claims Da Vinci had a divine visitation from "bright lights" of extra-terrestrial beings in spaceships - I think I would like to trash that. Let's just accept that Da Vinci disappeared and went to learn from the Muslim surgeons and engineers for 2 years and returned rejuvenated or enlightened with the knowledge that the Muslim surgeons and engineers taught him. Then he started researching whatever he had learned. That's Renaissance.

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