Loss

When the news came in to say that there is now no hope to find anyone alive from MH370, I looked at my daughter and wonder.

China has a one child policy. How are these parents feeling of losing the only child that they ever had? They had no choice but only have this one and only child that they dote on.

Losing any child is horrendous, no matter how many children you have. I know my late grandmother was distraught on losing one of my aunts even though she still has her eight other children around her.

I still think about the two miscarriages I had and how lucky I am to have my daughter with me. I wish I have more children but to have her is wonderful.

And if I ever lose her, I just don’t know what I’d do.

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Must Not Jump – A Humble Apology

I am ashamed of myself. Most of the time, before I decide to write something up, I tend to find out more about the issue. Yesterday, I didn’t. I can come up with so many excuses for my rashness but in the end, it was just that… a rash conclusion from my end. I am sorry

According to this article here, the school had problem with space and used the changing room for all children regardless of their race. I guess, since it is Ramadan, there wasn’t a Malay child in the picture in the previous article in my post yesterday.

The news has now been sensationalised in social networks and blogs (I’m included here as the guilty party) and news. The school and the headmaster of the school is now under scrutiny.

Due to the issue of space, the headmaster opened up the changing room, which does not have toilet bowl in it, to the children so they have somewhere to sit to have their meal, rather than standing up or sitting on the ground. Whatever it is, the school and the government need to find a solution to the issue of space as the children has the right to proper facility.

Mind you… when I was in school, recess time is always busy and lack of bench and tables… I didn’t mind sitting anywhere as long as I had my friends with me.

Down the Toilet

Literally.

I was made aware of this article on a blog here. It’s in Malay and even if you Google Translate it, I don’t think that they’ll be able to translate it properly as the writer is not using proper Malay… but then I might not give Google Translate enough credit.

The story is… if it is true… and I don’t know why someone would make it up… as it is the month of Ramadan where Muslims are observing fasting, the non-Muslim children in a primary school in Malaysia has been told to have their meal in the toilets as a mark of respect to the Muslim children.

I find this disgusting!

How about respecting the non-Muslim children?

When I was at school, I fasted. My non-Muslim friends have their meal. Some of them say ‘excuse me’ or ‘sorry’ before they had their meal and I was thinking ‘What’s the problem? What are they sorry about? They are not Muslims and don’t have to observe fasting so they can do what ever they want.’ But it was nice of them to think of me.

The school canteen was still open and selling food to the non-Muslims. Well… they need to eat.

But hey! We had perks too! No physical education during Ramadan and oh how I hated PE.

What I’m trying to say is that we just need to get on with it. It’s just like any other month only us Muslims were fasting. Us kids back then didn’t see any difference.

By segregating, this is what the school is doing, the kids will feel different towards each other. I heard on the radio conversation once where a caller was pointing out that people are not born racist but are taught to be one. And reading the blog post made me agree with this line of thinking.

There’s a saying in Malay ‘melentur buluh biarlah dari rebungnya’ – to bend a bamboo you have to start from when it’s sprouting. It is up to us to teach the children. We adults are the ones responsible of how the future generation will look at the world and treat each other, which at the moment looks really bleak.