tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229359910176145531.post7869434497636173028..comments2023-11-02T22:27:57.159+08:00Comments on LAISI: Hostel Life - Part 3 The Final Year.Pak Zawihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10811910594190129145noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229359910176145531.post-19962380753230366372008-05-28T08:25:00.000+08:002008-05-28T08:25:00.000+08:00Anonymous,Thank you for coming back. From your ema...Anonymous,<BR/>Thank you for coming back. From your email address sj@london.com I know you are Suhaimi Jaafar, one of the 2 persons we couldn't contact to invite for our SIS 68 gathering. The other one is Muhamad Jusoh (Mat Kucing). We had a grand gathering in 2005 where most of our old teachers came. I would say you missed that one. We are planning to have another one in this year to commemorate our 40th year of SIS 68. Datuk Dr. Mahmud Awang Kechik has promised to support this event but so far nothing definite yet. Hopefully you can make it this time that u know about it.<BR/>Thanks to this posting I came to know through one of our PASIS68 that you were the one who 'jirus' on that rainy night which later led me to 'jirus' Tuan Haji Ghani Senik hahahahaha. Never mind all is forgiven but not forgotten.<BR/>I can't remember for sure whether you were caned on that night.Maybe Mr. Thanda gave you a light one cos you look small then or you may have escaped over the fence together with Aziz Ahmad.<BR/>I am sure glad thatyou enjoyed this remininces and hopefully I will get to write more of those days.<BR/>Keep in touch. My email is zawi_ahmad@yahoo.com or just call me at 609 7903785 whenever you are back in Malaysia. This 31st May Che Ahmad Che Daud will be holding a kenduri for his son's wedding in Pengkalan Chepa. He can be cotacted at 0123298774.<BR/>Keep in touch.Pak Zawihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10811910594190129145noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229359910176145531.post-9180123805913234252008-05-28T07:24:00.000+08:002008-05-28T07:24:00.000+08:00ZawiAfter reading ur tales I am definite that I wa...Zawi<BR/><BR/>After reading ur tales I am definite that I was in the class of'68...one of the 13 who got grade 1 for both the MCE and OSC . <BR/><BR/>Funny enough I did not recall the episode where 50 were caned alive for nicking the bacang fruits . I just wonder where I was that particular night . <BR/><BR/>I can still remember though where hostelites were caned for nicking exam papers and Ibrahim was one of them . Were you one of them too ?<BR/><BR/>Keep on blogging , I luv to read and reminisce the good old days .<BR/><BR/>Thanks for the memory .<BR/><BR/>Old Hostelite<BR/><BR/>sj@london.comAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229359910176145531.post-65131066824933594512007-10-08T19:54:00.000+08:002007-10-08T19:54:00.000+08:00Carlos,Thank you for visiting my site. How did you...Carlos,<BR/>Thank you for visiting my site. How did you come to find out about it?Pak Zawihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10811910594190129145noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229359910176145531.post-42400769528229860382007-09-25T08:22:00.000+08:002007-09-25T08:22:00.000+08:00Definitely. Everything always part of puzzle in li...Definitely. Everything always part of puzzle in life. We learn but we still make mistakes. We will never stop learning tho.........Zuerahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18400957904926409362noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229359910176145531.post-86238067017829528162007-09-24T20:47:00.000+08:002007-09-24T20:47:00.000+08:00Long (Azura)I know the story. You had the clock as...Long (Azura)<BR/>I know the story. You had the clock as present and I asked mum where that clock came from. Mum told me the story. Just that I didnt want to raise up the issue unless you wanted to tell me. About your brother, i do know that he was made a school prefect because he was hard to control. I heard he was better behaved after becoming a prefect right?Pak Zawihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10811910594190129145noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229359910176145531.post-44207422727610004762007-09-24T17:42:00.000+08:002007-09-24T17:42:00.000+08:00Dad, Angah and me also treasure a lot of memories ...Dad, Angah and me also treasure a lot of memories from our secondary school Sains Machang, Kelantan. We have been naughty but in spite of that I manage to earn best student insaf when I was in form five. I think I never told u before. :)Zuerahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18400957904926409362noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229359910176145531.post-71326525580848017852007-09-16T21:03:00.000+08:002007-09-16T21:03:00.000+08:00Ibrahim Hussin emailed me a response after he read...Ibrahim Hussin emailed me a response after he read the posting. I will paste it here for all to read followed by a translation into English.<BR/><BR/>Zawi,<BR/>Aku baca tapi hok aku ingat aku tak kena rotan oleh Me Tanda malam tu sebab aku dan beberapa orang lagi lari dan sembunyikan diri di belakang sekolah tu.Dan sa lagi semasa puak2 mu gi nak tolong aku tu aku dah turun dari pokok tu bersama2 dgn yg lain. <BR/>Mlm tu puak aku selamat.tak kena rotan.hehehe<BR/><BR/>Zawi,<BR/>I read(the blog) but what I remembered was i didnt get caned by Mr Thanda because with afew others rand hid behind the school(building). Another thing, when your group went to help me I had already climbed down from the tree with the other climbers. That night my grouped escaped from being caned. hehehehe,<BR/><BR/>Grrrrrrr. He had the cheek to laugh when everyones else including small primary kids had themselves caned. <BR/><BR/>hahahhahahaa really something to reflect up.Pak Zawihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10811910594190129145noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229359910176145531.post-12697236522894055882007-09-15T16:41:00.000+08:002007-09-15T16:41:00.000+08:00yginsaf,Terima kasih kerana sudi menziarah. Selama...yginsaf,<BR/>Terima kasih kerana sudi menziarah. Selamat berpuasa juga kepada saudara.Pak Zawihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10811910594190129145noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229359910176145531.post-86750106681684222702007-09-15T14:57:00.000+08:002007-09-15T14:57:00.000+08:00selamat menjalani ibadah puasa..selamat menjalani ibadah puasa..Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229359910176145531.post-62759357582063513012007-09-14T21:24:00.000+08:002007-09-14T21:24:00.000+08:00TG,Thanks for commenting. Your visit to my site an...TG,<BR/>Thanks for commenting. Your visit to my site and comment is really inspiring. <BR/>I am definitely reliving my life. I wish i could delete some of the awful ones.<BR/>The caning at the hand of mr. Thanda was a mild one. He pulled the punches knowing that we were not really guilty.<BR/>When I was in year three in a Malay school way back in my kampong, I was given 2 strokes of the best from a teacher just for peeking into his class. I could feel two deep gullies on my back stretching from end to end. Was I traumatised? I hate that teacher then. Now I have forgiven him but I will never forget his face nor his name. <BR/>I believe tha cane can be used in the extreme of cases and sparingly. It should be the ultimate of physical penalties and can only be used on the butt where the short or trousers are of thicker material compared to the shirt. The skin of the butt is less sensitive too. It's a no no on any other part of the body.Pak Zawihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10811910594190129145noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229359910176145531.post-6232154377700184722007-09-14T18:42:00.000+08:002007-09-14T18:42:00.000+08:00Zawi,I thoroughly enjoyed your latest posting! Yo...Zawi,<BR/>I thoroughly enjoyed your latest posting! You do have an excellent power of recall and definitely a flair for writing. It has been said that if we live our life well, we can 're-live' it a second time when we look back, or something-like-et!<BR/><BR/>I wonder what today's children will remember when they look back at their school life one day.I do not support canning or other forms of physical punishment but were you or do you know of any one of your friends traumatised by it? Wonder if any one of you turned into an abusive spouse or father or substance abuser or criminal because of it!!!<BR/><BR/>I work with young people and to be honest, I'm worried about the direction our society is heading and the future of our country. Many young people I know have no respect for the law, for authority, for elders, for time, for others and ultimately for themselves. Some psychotherapists blame it on toxic parenting & dysfunctional families. What had gone wrong?<BR/><BR/>TGAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229359910176145531.post-83501262777187490072007-09-14T12:07:00.000+08:002007-09-14T12:07:00.000+08:00j.t.Bimgo. My late mum was very poor by any standa...j.t.<BR/>Bimgo. My late mum was very poor by any standard. Even that never stopped her from giving away anything that she could spare. Fruit trees from the small orchards never fail to bear bountiful harvest some of which were given away free to neighbours,relatives and friends she often visited. Our parents tried to instill in us the joy of giving cos only by giving we will also be given.Pak Zawihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10811910594190129145noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229359910176145531.post-66158822551888473692007-09-14T09:03:00.000+08:002007-09-14T09:03:00.000+08:00You wrote:"An act of charity often begets more wea...You wrote:<I>"An act of charity often begets more wealth to the giver so spare not the extras that you may have.</I><BR/><BR/>Hear, hear! The more you give, the more you get. Sometimes not only in belongings but the giving of self and time.<BR/>My dad tried to instill that in my siblings and me. It was easier said than done but once it was put into action, it became easier each time.J.T.https://www.blogger.com/profile/13729752991744815923noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229359910176145531.post-85018349286194170562007-09-14T05:32:00.000+08:002007-09-14T05:32:00.000+08:00j.t.Thanks for coming back.Your cousins reasoning ...j.t.<BR/>Thanks for coming back.<BR/>Your cousins reasoning was perfectly right. If we were to dig under the soil we could discern that the roots of the tree reached as far away as the the canopy extended. So the fruit tree was taking nutrient beyond the owners compound (in your case its governments land which is public property). Tok Guru Nik Aziz, the current Chief Minister of Kelantan who is a respected religious scholar had once told an enquirer that it is alright to eat the fruits from a tree whose branches breach into your compound based on the reason that the roots too encroach into the area. <BR/>The only problem is the tree's owner never see it that way. Out of stinginess they will dispute this right.<BR/>Personally I have a mango tree belonging to to my next door neighbour. He had wanted to prune off the branches since it was jutting into my compound. I told him not to and promised to share the fruits with him should the tree bear them. Since my side of the compound is less crowded with trees, the mango tree often bear alot of fruits on my side of the fence. In that sense it was a win win situation for both of us.<BR/>My school compound was surrounded by rambutan trees from the neighbouring villages. The branches bore fruits on the roof of the single storey school buildings. There was no way for the tree owner to harvest the fruits when the trees bore them. The agile ones among us would climb over the roof and harvest the fruits for all to eat. Based on the edict of our chief minister, we were thus not stealing at all.<BR/>An act of charity often begets more wealth to the giver so spare not the extras that you may have.Pak Zawihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10811910594190129145noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229359910176145531.post-35171632362944989772007-09-14T00:13:00.000+08:002007-09-14T00:13:00.000+08:00Hi ZawiI'm back. This is a good write up of your h...Hi Zawi<BR/><BR/>I'm back. This is a good write up of your hostel life. I agree with Encik Ghani - you are an excellent writer. <BR/><BR/>50 boys being caned in one session for the same offence is a record. I've never heard of so many at one go. :) <BR/>Back in the 80s, some schools were still practicing public caning. I cannot remember when they stopped it. Whenever public caning took place at La Salle Klang, the girls at the Convent School would hear about it in no time. <BR/><BR/>Speaking of not stealing fruits because it was growing in the school compound, I now recall my cousin's so-called wisdom about a rambutan tree near my grandma's house in Bandar Hilir, Malacca. The shop owner had that tree growing from his compound but the branches grew over the fence and the fruits were within reach by the road. We were afraid that the shop owner would scold us if we picked it but my cousin (the eldest of us all) assured us that because the fruits are now out of the fenced area, it belonged to the public! We were gullible and listened to her. Next thing, the shop owner started shouting at us and we ran helter-skelter back to grandma's house ... laughing, of course, with a couple of rambutans in our hands. :DJ.T.https://www.blogger.com/profile/13729752991744815923noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229359910176145531.post-14203545993672513722007-09-13T13:11:00.000+08:002007-09-13T13:11:00.000+08:00j.t.I know you would come. Come back after you hav...j.t.<BR/>I know you would come. Come back after you have a good night sleep.<BR/>Read this email from one of the hostel mates by the name of Ghani Senik. <BR/>----------------------------<BR/>It is really interesting. I laughed aloud alone in my big room. My staffs came over...puzzled. I told them I recieved an e-mail depicting a very memorable event during our hostel life in Pasir Mas, more than 40 yrs ago. Zawawi...I think you should extend or reactivate sis website dulu and put this on site. Zawawi...again I would like to congrutulate you for this...you are an execellent writer ...you can turn it into a fortune if you are really serious.<BR/><BR/>ghaniPak Zawihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10811910594190129145noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229359910176145531.post-36130905364228355162007-09-13T12:58:00.000+08:002007-09-13T12:58:00.000+08:00Hi ZawiI've just noticed your new post - been a li...Hi Zawi<BR/><BR/>I've just noticed your new post - been a little too busy for blog hopping the past two days. <BR/><BR/>It is almost midnight here. I will be back tomorrow to read and comment.<BR/><BR/>Keep well, Zawi.J.T.https://www.blogger.com/profile/13729752991744815923noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229359910176145531.post-82976341606194326082007-09-13T09:02:00.000+08:002007-09-13T09:02:00.000+08:00Tuan Haji Azmi,We were not stealing the fruits sin...Tuan Haji Azmi,<BR/>We were not stealing the fruits since the tree was growing in the school compound. Whowas the owner then? The school or the HM's? I think, the HM feared our safety at the thought of us falling down from the tree since it was done during the night.<BR/>The fruits were still under ripe. We wanted to have it as 'colek macahng'. <BR/>I believe non of you non hostelites know about what happened right?Pak Zawihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10811910594190129145noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229359910176145531.post-33033239737630732222007-09-13T08:45:00.000+08:002007-09-13T08:45:00.000+08:00There you are. Being 'rotanned'' ehh! It was not a...There you are. Being 'rotanned'' ehh! It was not a fuss then.<BR/><BR/>Stealing fuits were common those days. They were mostly out of shee fun. Not at the present. Teenagers now go for motorcycles, car hi-fi sets and even house breaking.<BR/><BR/>see the difference?Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03197088387704496472noreply@blogger.com