Friday, March 2, 2012

LETS LOOK A LITTLE DEEPER


First, you must read the news.....

Borneo Post, 28/02/2012, Tuesday


"Of Skull And Sago Worms"

http://www.theborneopost.com/2012/02/28/apologise-for-insulting-the-ibans-writer-told/










Wow..when I bought the Borneo Post on 28 February 2012 during my breakfast, I right away sighted the article on the front page. It really did attract attention with the big column with big photo of Sibu well known lawyer, Mr Chambai. I thought..what happen now?

And after I finished read it, I also knew that the article will definitely sparks a lot of reactions. Especially from the subject, that is our people, Ibans.

No one know just how much I am proud to be born as pure Iban. Both my parent also purely Iban, no mixed blood, also our grandparent and great grandparent. Now, what make a purer Iban than that? But just how much I love to be one, sometimes, I also upset by my own people thinking. Well, not that they thinking bad only that for me, we should be more open minded in this kind of situation. I am not agree to any humiliation or insult throw at my people but at the same time, I want my people to look into this kind of matter at different angle of view. For me, think outside the box. Do not going berserk over something before we think through of the cause of why it happened.

 Iban beauty


I respect Mr Chambai for defending our people but let us think and look deeper…just a little bit deeper.

“WHY?”

I like Y question. It gives answer.

Let us ask ourselves why do other people always think negatively towards our lifestyle? For my own experience, we gave them the reason. We gave them something to see by their own eyes, something to experience. I do not think the writer of the article is a stupid person. He is a missionary. For me, he is just being honest in what he himself experience about our culture or lifestyle. Can we blame him if he came to the subject’s place or longhouse during festival and saw some of our people having the ‘tuak’ and got drunk and then of course most knew, when we said drunk, meaning some might acted immorally out of soberness.

Who do we want to hide it from? Our people did drink tuak and got drunk and when drunk, will create some not really nice scene. Fighting among themselves, hitting their wives..but then, people can’t say only The Ibans doing it. Am I right? Some people from other group of races also have the same social problem, abusing and hitting their wives. And to make it worse, they were doing it even when they were not drunk but when they were sober. Just to make themselves felt stronger or mightier than the victim. But of course there is no legit reason that allow any man to abuse his wife. NONE.

And most of the things that was written in the article, from my own experience, he might have seen it happened himself. May be I can try to straight up few things here.


 this is how modern Iban longhouse looked - Ulu Sebauh, Bintulu
Photo courtesy of wikipedia.


(i)                   About drinking ‘tuak’ – yes, our people do drink ‘tuak’, a kind of drink that was made from vermicelli rice and some sort of ‘ragi’, when consumed in huge amount will get us drunk. According to my grandmother (she likes to tell us story when we were very young) ‘tuak’ previously some time ago was taken only during festival times or if there was any worshipping ritual, tuak was taken in just little amount as part of the ritual or when we were having big ceremony like wedding or memorial services, giving ‘tuak’ to our guests meaning respect or welcoming them to our home. It is not supposed to be taken in huge amount and purposely got drunk by it. As for the immoral act that mentioned I have to disagree because, in our society, we have structure of leadership. We have ‘tuai rumah’ that act as leader to the people in one long house. And this ‘tuai rumah’ usually with his some AJK will ensure that his people to act properly and they have their own rules to control their people. My long house, the ‘tuai rumah’ is my own grandfather. He set the rules that in our longhouse, no one is allowed to gamble such as ‘nyabung’ or with cards, no one allowed to start any fight regardless of the reason, and anyone that was provoked and responded to it (the provocation) by way of fighting, also will be put on trial by the wise men and penalty will be imposed or they will involve the authority if the case is serious.  Spreading bad rumors’ about others also wrong, stealing is wrong, leaving their home too long without attending to its maintenance and cleanliness also wrong. They were among other rules that were set by a ‘tuai rumah’ to take care of his people harmonies.

And after so many years living in a long house community, I never seen any drunken man in my long house purposely or randomly, sexually attacked any other female resident or a guest. And never did happen in my place a woman willingly surrendered herself to any man other than her husband even after getting drunk. God forbid, our moral is not that low yet. So, if as what the article said that sexual activities might be high I am very sure it was only happened in individual bedroom, with individuals’ own wife. 
For what happening in a more modern society in urban area, I can’t say it is fair to include everyone in the same boat. Youngsters in big city, they are more sociable. We just can’t control their sexual desire or activities right? And again, if we talk about youngsters, sex and the city, it is not just our people, The Ibans right?

(ii)                 About the parent offered their own daughter to a man just to get the man to marry her…that was sooooo wrong! Let me share this, my parent marriage was arranged by their parents. In our earlier generations, marriage was arranged so that parents can get their own people (or long distance family) to be their son or daughter in law.
The reason is : they will know the history of the family’s social life and health.

My mother is a cousin to my father, because their parent likes the way each other bringing up their kids, they believe they will have a good new generations by match made my parent. For example, my mother’s father was a very talented man in doing ‘kampung’ jobs such as crafting and planting crops. And her mother was a very hardworking lady that bore 7 children so in our society; this is a sign that my mother, their daughter will become a good person as her parent due to the example set by her parent. And I think this really worked well. My parent now has been married for more than 30 years and we are very close as a family. I know all of my cousins.

And look and compare to this modern day, where the kids choose their own partner of life and how the divorce rate increase each year? Both parents do not know each other well, and at the end only they recognized the incompatibility. Well, I can raise my hand as one of the person that made the wrong choice and end up with one fail marriage. But I am a lucky person; I have a better second chance.

By the way, back to our topic, in our society, even if the parent sometimes ago can arranged their kids marriage, it is still required the said person’s approval. And maybe some people do confuse with ‘ngayap’ ritual and took that as offering their daughter to have sex with a man, let us check the real meaning of this culture. But before that, I would like to stress out that, this activity is considering illegal now. At my long house, you can be put to trial by exercising this, especially if the lady is not giving her consent.

Actually, during the times that ‘ngayap’ was exercisable, about fifty years (or more) ago, it was supposed to be a culture where a guy can court a girl and know her before he decided to take her as his wife. But not once in history did this ‘ngayap’ should end up in sexual activity. Like I always said, we made the culture become ‘dirty’ by acting ‘dirty’ in the name of the culture.

During ‘ngayap’ the couple was to talk and ask question about each other so that they can know each better or they were suitable to be each other’s life partner. It was allowable only when the lady was agreed to the meeting. At that time, open courtship considered not nice so, this was the only way that allowed them to meet and talk. But of course, some might has used it the wrong way and tempered the good purpose in it. Never ever did a parent will let their daughter to be an object of sex. This I guarantee. Most of the men married the girl and be responsible for her good care after their courtship and Iban’s men only allowed one legitimate wife at one time.

(iii)                About the things, leeched, I can say that it is just not a correct fact but we do eat fried ants and their eggs. I had tried that and I believe it was scientific proven that they contain good protein and the taste was also good what….:) But what is wrong with eating the thing that can be eaten? The sago worms for sure referring to ‘ulat matar’ or ‘tindoh’, a kind of white, fat, oily larva (some sort of) that live and breed in ‘sago’ log. Actually this ‘tindoh’ is a traditional food for Melanau people that is now kind of an international ‘banquet’ when everyone likes to try and have them. Even the tourists tried them and there is no harm in taking this ‘tindoh’ so far. But leeches, no no no…. never heard or seen any Iban ate leeches la sir..that is really disgusting.

 'tindoh' @ 'matar' or in Malays 'ulat sago'



(iv)                About we do not have any refrigerator..well can say it is correct there. In my long house, we do not have a refrigerator because we do not have an electricity power to operate the refrigerator but we should not be confused by the fact that most Ibans nowadays are living in urban area. This is due to their occupational need and living standard that have improved. Most of our people have purchased town house that suited their living needs such as a school for their children and their workplace. So, they won’t put a generator at their long house where there is no one living there. We only going back to our long house for Gawai festival and we do not need the refrigerator for we have so much sources of food at our hometown.


Please do not forget sir that Iban people are recognized for their talent and ability to grow vegetables, planting fruits, hunting for wild animal for food supply and breed chicken, pigs and other animal to support their living. We do have salted fishes or meat but that do not mean we are having them as our daily meals. And so that not to give the wrong facts, ‘kasam’ the preserved salted food that was referred to in the article (I am sure of it) is considered a luxury food and only taken occasionally because only few people know how to prepare them now. It is totally not true that we pictured so poor and desperate for saving our food but we are not allow to wasting any either.

Do not forget too, if our leader or the government did not missed out our place in their map to supply with electricity and clean water, we sure won’t migrated to big city and will definitely have at least one refrigerator in our house back home. Now when other pictured us as poor and not developed, this group of people (the so called leader) do not like it very much pulak…of course everyone have their own agenda in defending the Ibans now.

But let us take all this as a lesson. A lesson that can make us more motivated in improving ourselves and our lifestyle. Be more cautious in our living choice of style. Sometimes denying the half fact also not good for our ‘society health’. I do not denying that many of our people leading a not healthy lifestyle but I deny it if people make it sound like only our people the Ibans that having that problem. All of our society, be it Iban, or Malays, or Bodayuhs, or Indias or Chinese, have the same problem. I am pretty sure of it. But the way we handled it, that makes a different. When we knew we really have the problem but we only getting mad when others talked about it, it is not getting us anywhere. Handling it by facing the problem and try to solve it, that will make the better of it. So, let just not being mad over the article but let us take it as a wakening call. Try to change now so that in future our children will not have any one say the wrong thing about us, their elder generation. We cannot blame it if our ancestors came poor in history because for me, in history, no one can be judged as poor or rich because we have different life structure and cultures. We, Iban considered rich if we have many great great grand children, we will feel proud if our young generations success in their life. That makes us rich. Not the monetary value. We are considered rich when our children completed their degree. We are rich when all of our relatives coming during our death ceremonial.

Maybe next time, other people can write about us but please do not forget the good side of us. Do not leave the good spirit of Iban. It will be fair that way because if we only picture the bad side, other people that read it will have the wrong impression. We are not that bad. We have good Samaritan spirit.

In our padi field, we do it together with our relatives and hometown friends. We do not have to pay their wages to work in our padi field but in return, we are to give them hands in theirs too. Whenever people or guests come to our home, we are to feed them with whatever we have. We never chased people out from our home because that is rude and Iban people never treat others rudely. Whenever our in laws family coming, we are to get ready our guest room for them, get ready the place for them to spend the night.

As children, we are to take our parent into our home whenever we are able to support them and we teach our children to treat them with respect. Sending our old folks to old folks home consider discourteous act of a child. So Iban parent less likely to die alone.

So from now on, do not give the outsider to have any reason to think negatively towards us. We do not have to scold people or act roughly towards theirs comment but just help ourselves by getting more positive in our life and act more sensible. Practice a good life style so people will respect us more. Read and say more good things.

Until next time, please always deeper inside ourselves because there is a lot in there to be find and thank you if you read this till the end.




Friday, February 10, 2012

THE STORM IS OVER


OMG!! I haven’t been wrote anything since beginning of 2011. What a lazy bone am I. There were so many things happened. So many things to share, the good and the bad things. Honestly, mostly were the bad ones but I don’t want to be whining about my life when now, at this moment, I think I am content with everything I have. I made myself promise that I will not forget anymore. I will not forget that God was with me when I thought that I can’t make it through. God was listening when I felt so lonely and nobody cared. There were times when I have to hide myself in the bathroom and cried. I acted tough and strong in front of everyone including my close friends and family, especially my husband and kids. But then when I woke up the next morning and the children jumping up and down on my bed, laughing and ready to start the day, I was grateful. At least I have them with me. I was with those that I love most. They never complaining, then why should I? And I never stop praying. I always believe that someday, God will show me the light, then I got my first job since we moved back from Sibu to Bintulu (a second time around after we moved back to Sibu on October 2010). After labour day, on May 2011 I started working at one of the biggest 4 star hotel here at their accounting department and I thanked God for that. The pay is not that handsome but at least there was something to pay the bill. And some shopping for myself. Honestly, I was happy and comfortable with most of the people and the surrounding. The Manager at that time was very understanding and always motivating. I really like her, Mdm Tan. But by then she has been resigning from her position to moved back to US with her husband. Then, the problem started. Not only for me, but for most of the employees at the administration department. When you are reaching certain level of age in your life, you are matured enough to be honest with your job and doing it sincerely, not expecting to interfere in anything other than that. You just wanted to come to work in the morning, do your work, finish everything, trying to do it perfectly and hope that nobody is disturbing you. Then going back home and rest for the night. But nothing is always what you want it to be. I am an honest person, if I think that I can’t handle it, I will leave. Then that was what I did. And I felt sorry for those that stucked there because they have nowhere else to go. I have no problem with the workload but politic is really not my cup of tea. Especially office politic. And I think the Company is ‘squeezing’ their workers too much. 8 days leave in a year? And basic as low as RM650 for Diploma holders? And if you are not categorized pretty face, you will be left aside in most of the activities there. You will not have any chance to perform in anyway. Then I walked away, for good.

When I resigned from my first job on 2011, because I was not agreed with the office politics and biased among the staffs and department, I felt lucky for getting another offer, a very good one with one of the very established company here. But then everything was such a mess. Again, the office politics and the bully really disturbing me. Most of the employees, they have a very good education background. And they are experienced in what they are doing. But too bad, because of the dirty politics and lacked of trust from the highest management level, they were most of the time not happy with what they were doing. Not a single day that I didn’t hear any complain. And of course, for I just can’t working or living in denial, I walked away…again this time. Honestly, I was so scared when I made the decision. I had put a lot of things in jeopardy. But I just can’t stand it. Every working day was a torture for me. Even when I was not working and staying at home, I just can’t have a peaceful mind.

People purposely sabotaged your work, complaining to the boss behind you and put rules to everything and anything you can do. We were not even allowed to talked and discussed among the staffs there, whether it regarding works or not. The bitch that was senior there, she did most of the thing in the wrong way (in accounting record) but she never willing to listen to others opinion. I was not allowed to come near to the fax machine, not allowed to answer the phone or door, not allowed to smile and we even scared to move without their permission. The bitch purposely did not assign any work for me, complaining in everything we did. They even called upon a meeting over pantry usage issue. There were 5 of us that were new that time and we were so distressed over all these things. We were not provided any internet and not allowed to create any file for our work. Everything have to asked for their permission (not the boss but the senior bitches). And forgive me if I do sound rude but they were ‘stupido’. They are at where they are now because they worked for over 10 years at the place. And they got mad every time we, the newcomers asking them for any advice on work. I am very sure when they were first came to work 10 years ago, they were even more stupid than us. I always remember the tone of their voice when we tried to asked about anything. They were so rude!! Every calls we made were recorded, every fax came in or going out was to be recorded, even though we were in the same office with various of company/subsidiaries, we were extremely forbidden to went to any of the others subsidiaries office (that was in the same main office, same main door). There were so many rule, you would think that you are in a jail. And not to mention, we were not allowed to listening to music also. If you have ever been to a morgue, that place was worst.

Well, I am not trying to badmouth my previous working employer but it is the truth. And I always feel sorry for my friends there that are still there whether it because of their loyalty (out of nothing) or because they have no other choice. It is very bad when your boss came back from travelling and few people complaining and delivered bad news to him and that will make him lashing out at everyone else. I am feeling sorry for the boss also, for he is an older man. He might get heart attack because of these bitches. And most importantly, those bitches one day will bring the company down with their nonsense and rudeness toward other employees. High employees’ turnover is very bad for a company’s reputation and time costing. To think that those bitches know what that mean meh… And what very annoying was, she (the no. 1 bicth) always taking credit for what everyone else doing! So, I’ve never regretted my decision even though I have to face the consequence.

I WAS JOBLESS AGAIN………

AND MY MOTHER IN LAW WENT BACK TO HER HOMETOWN, SO I HAVE NO BABYSITTER EVEN IF I AM WORKING.

For 2 months, starting from November 2011, I was jobless, back to fulltime mummy again, with tones of bills outstanding. I put up ad for home babysitter but nothing came out. I tried to sold lunch box at LNG site with a friend of mine, tried to applying for Amanah Ikhtiar Malaysia loan to set up business but everything was just not working out! I even thought of applying foa a job as a cleaner with one of my aunt. But then there are the kids to consider. WHO IS GOING TO LOOK AFTER THEM?
That was the biggest dilemma for me at that time. Then I applied for every vacancy that I saw in the newspaper’s ad that suited my qualification and experiences. One day, I saw an ad looking for an English teacher in PIMPIN Kindergarten then I called. They asked me to drop over my resume and after 2 weeks, thinking that I might not get the job for I have no official teaching background, apart from giving home tuition and I am in a very opposite field, accounting, at last I decided to try and I hand delivered my application letter and CV to the Principal.

After about 2 weeks, they called me to come for an interview and I came. There were few other ladies there and I was so not confident but I was desperate for a job, for a pay. When I was called into the interview room, there were 5 people sitting in front of me. 2 of them, the men, I figured out later were the owners. One of them, obviously was the big boss. He looked at my resume and said, “do you realize that this job is not going to get you a high pay? And it is only for morning session..” and I said “yes sir..I do realize it”.

Then he said again, “but your experiences are mostly in accounting….”

I said “ yes sir..they are..”

Then he asked again “let say you get this job, is there anything you need? Any request?”

And I thought…’wow..this is weird…can I say I want a big salary and free tuition fee for my children here?’ but instead I said “not for this time sir..”

After few questions and answers, I was dismissed and when I walked out from the room, I heard someone was calling my name and this big boss, Mr Goh was there, handing over his business card.

He said “I am looking for someone to do account, please call me if you are interested..”

And I said “allright sir, sure..”

4 o’clock that afternoon, he called me.

AND THAT IS HOW I GOT MY CURRENT JOB.

And I am very grateful and thankful to God every day since then. I did feel bad because on the same day Mr Goh offer me the job with a striking pay, the principal of the kindergarten also called me and I had to turn down her offer. The job was tempting when for I can bring my girl to the school and it is only for half day only, the other half day I can spend with my children at home because lately, I felt so overwhelmed by the fact that no one wanted to help us when we need it the most. But then, we took a step at time.

I reported to work on 03/01/2012. With a prayer, I was still phobia by my previous working experience. We sent the kids to my aunt’s place until we can find a better solution. And after few days, it didn’t seem to work too, we had to asked for my friend’s help, Mdm Christina and as my kids call her, Aunty Chris. What an angel, she is the friend that I consider a true friend. We drop the kids with last minute notice and she never said no. And my kids love her dearly, she is wonderful with children and the girls are pampered.

Again, I thanked God for blessing me with such a good human being to be a friend.

Then we were tested again…..

Miss Genevieve Jolene was starting to have fever…on and off for almost 3 weeks, we took her to various clinic, government and private clinics, still she was not well. Then, end of January, she was admitted to Bintulu Hospital for further medical check up. Her x-ray was so bad, her blood showing infection in her lung and I was miserably stressed. I have to obtained leave from work for 2 days and stayed in the hospital for 3 nights with her. By then she was getting better but I was so upset every time the nurses came with the antibiotic for her lung, she was so in pain because of that medicine and there was nothing I can do.

Her hand was scarred with IV scars and blood test needle. They planned to take about 10 tube of 10ml each of her blood but she was so dehydrated they can’t get any from her. And it almost brought tears to my eyes listening to her crying for the pain. But of course I can’t do that. I was to be strong, the strongest person in the world when it comes to the children. And I am glad that I did stay strong.

And I never stop praying…..because I know, God is listening. And I am right. He is indeed listening.

When I came back to worked, I was thinking that, “now..I have spent my 2 days pay and it is quite a lot for me…” but for the kids, that was nothing, all right.

I was so scared if my employer will questioned me for my absence (I did notified them) but thank God, they didn’t. My lady boss asked about Gegirl well being. But still, I was phobia…that they might not believe me.

And then, when it came to my pay day, the boss paid me in full! I was surprised and I asked him, “sir..I think you forgot to deduct my 2 days unpaid leave” and I never expected his answer;

“never mind…don’t you worry about that..”

And I said in my heart “God, bless this people for their kindness…”

It might just some money but for me, it was more than that. It is what I called TRUST.

And it can’t be bought.

Now, I am bringing Gegirl to my office. I know very well that no one know how to care for her when she is sick. I have no choice and I am taking the risk. But my employer is just a very understanding and kind persons, they never say anything about it. My lady boss even bought her a supplement. And thank God too, Gegirl is such a nice girl….she always behave but of course when she was bored, she will sometimes acted funny…but my heart is in peace now. Like a friend said..”doa orang yang teraniaya sentiasa akan termakbul..”

I am not sure about that but I do know and believe with whole my heart that, God is always here with each of us..He will reward us for our faith.

And I have made a promise to myself, I will be a better person, appreciate everything that I have, be thankful for God’s blessing and be a good role model to my children.

And I told my husband, tomorrow is Saturday (I am not suppose to working on Saturday) but I will come to work and repay my employer kindness and trust.

Just a piece of reminder for all of us;

“give when you still have something to give and be thankful for everything you have, you will be blessing for that.

Thank you for all friends that have been very supportive during my hard times…there is nothing I can do to pay you because what you guys did is priceless.

Remember, THE ONLY WAY TO GET OVER THE STROM IS TO GO THROUGH IT.

Adios….and see you soon…J