Friday, June 4, 2010

THERE WAS ATIME IN THE AFFAIRS OF MEN ...

IN UNIFORM AND ON A MOTORBIKE OF THE TIME . NOTICE THE FIVE DIGITS NUMBER OF THE BIKE

OUR ENLISTED SOLDIERS SAILED TO HONGKONG ON THIS SHIP AND SAW SERVICE IN THE COLONY. IMAGINE THE STORY THEY CAN TELL US OF THE CITY THEN.

A LARGE REPRESENTATION OF MALAYAN YOUTH IN HONG KONG MARCHING SMARTLY DURING A PARADE. ANOTHER INNER STORY THAT ESCAPED US.


THEY ENLISTED AS YOUTH AND BECAME MEN- ROBUST WISER AND A COMBATING FORCE ENOUGH TO MOULD THEIR CHARACTERS FOR YEARS FOLLOWING



THERE was a time when happenings took place without our knowledge. For one simple reason we were not there or we failed to know about it. Yet looking back many stories do creep by helping to enlighten our sights and mind to yesteryear.



A case in point, how often do we see an elder man in our neighborhood and give a thought of what he was before or do we care to learn anything about him. He is in his octogenarian phase, yet agile and active in the community, never missing his morning walk and prayer time at the village mosque. Pak Hj Zakaria is one. He goes on his personal phase, accepting that people know him as a quiet family man contributing to the community's needs when necessary, happy with a home of his own and the simple comforts of life. Yet he has a wonderful story to tell, an inspiring youthful lifetime. There were times when we learn of our young men enlisting in the army and serving the country during the emergencies and caught in ambushes and booby traps etc. Pak Zakaria went further back. He served in the British army and had recollections of living in barracks at Singapore and even Hong Kong. The exposure must have put him for what he is today. Yet many would have thought theirs would have been the best of time having lived in Britain, Australia, United States of America, New Zealand or any other parts of the world as students; theirs the worldly experience. Whereas here this senior man has served in the British army, specifically in the British Air Force, learned what has to be learned and regimented in all things wise. He left his home while a youth and way back before Merdeka was the crying call. Upon leaving the army he became a forester, acquiring more skills and knowledge and this time of timber and its resources being much wiser about our Malaysian jungle and its secrets.



Pak Zakaria's story or episode or others like him make us realize that our adventures in life are no comparison to those like him who came earlier than us; theirs saw hardship and tribulations. They may not have the opportunity to acquire higher education as opportunities were not there but they acquired wider and worldly knowledge.



The photos accompanying show in term of experience that it outweighs yours and mine of our youthful days. Yes search around your kampong and you will discover similar stories or personalities. Scout around, find them and write or tell the world. Sadly at times even their own children know nothing of their rich past.

8 comments:

Ocean Girl said...

Thank you for the post, and thank you for the reminder. I want to tell stories of my grandfather.

KotaStar said...

Hi Ocean Girl, Dah lama tak singgah. Apa khabar Hoping all's well with you and family. Yes please take the time to meet the elders and as I said you will be rewarded in many ways.

Uncle Lee said...

Hello Kotastar, Holy Smoke! I love this posting taking us back into a history very few people know or knew.
I love that bike....
Good for you brining this part of history and of the Country's finest going into harm's way.
And to think today we drive Hondas, wear Seiko watches and Lexus better cars than Mercedes, ha ha.
You stay young, my friend....and keep these history lessons coming.

You and I have seen times when there were no telephones, seen telegrams, bullock carts on the streets, and 'television' not even in the dictionary.....
or traffic lights, or cars with side indicators instead of flashing lights.
Not to mention when girls smile with hand over mouth. Have a great weekend, Lee.

kotastar said...

Lee, Thanks for the compliment Appreciated knowing that there are people who value and see the good days. Sure there will be other stories.Kita ingat kita dah hebat tapi orang lama they makan garam dulu and saw greater adventures and experiences.Careful when on the fast lane.All the best.

Azizi Ahmad Termizi: said...

Pak Non, when is the story about the ex-Kirkbyite going to be told? Looking forward to it very much.

Berlian said...

Just a general comment; 'stumbled' upon your blog when I was searching for a photo (or photos) of a pre-independence teacher's quarters. Currently reading Burgess' A/The Malayan Trilogy and just wanted some help with what I already had in my head. Absolutely love what you have to share with us. Thank you.:)

KotaStar said...

Dear Berlian,
Charming and richy of course but sadly I cannot get to yr blog address and of course far away in Western Aus if you are there. Anyhow glad that you passed by and halt for a breather and saw what was there to be seen. Would appreciate to know you and by the way our interest do looks similar too though I am not digging for the shinning pieces. All the best. would be happy to help where possible

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