
End of a sticky humid day.



The game was way past the 3 hour mark when I said to Kiddo I needed to go to bed. Djokovic was 2-1 up and looking good in the fourth and it was about 11.30pm. When I was up at about 5.45am this morning I grabbed the iPad to check out the results…
What do you know – it was a thriller in the Rod Laver Arena, a super-human marathon in Melbourne! The nearly 6 hour 5-set match was almost 9 times as long as a Wimbledon final in 1936 (apparently – thanks to Wikipedia) when Fred Perry won it in 3, in 40 minutes! Djokovic has beaten Nadal so many times now, and has held the Australian Open title 2 years running. What a player he has turned out to be. I remember noticing him when he was making fun of Sharapova, mimicking her actions – hence the “Joker” moniker I guess.
For many people today is back to work day. What a way to finish off the summer holidays for these folks, being treated to a grand tennis match. Thank you Novak and Rafael…
There was a forum in Malaysia, back in the nascent days of internet comms, which the late MGG Pillai used to contribute to. Someone mailed me a link which said this, almost 12 years ago!:
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Thanks Mr Teh and very well said. >From: Bala Pillai >To: sangkancil@malaysia.net >Subject: [sangkancil] Malaysian Dilemma >Date: Sat, 11 Mar 2000 13:46:46 +1100 > >--forwarded message-- >Date: Sat, 11 Mar 00 10:30:00 +0800 >From: TEH THIAN HWA >To: adnan98@pd.jaring.my (Adnan_xyz) >Cc: bala@malaysia.net (Bala Pillai) >Subject: Malaysian Dillema >: >: >: > >Dear xyz, > >I refer to your email to sangkanchilers dated 10 March 2000. I am a >Chinese and can therefore safely condemn the Chinese race's shortcomings. > >I make the following observations: > >1. The primary school teacher incident. > >i. I am inclined to believe one can find a vernacular school where when >the race factor is eliminated, one finds a similar pattern of car >ownership or qualification for an assistance scheme, between wage earners >and entrepreneurs. > >ii. Perhaps the families which did not own cars had better furnished >homes or were better clothed. My personal visit to homes of my malay >friends and chinese friends tell me that malays in general place more >importance on home furnishing than chinese. Down my street there are a >couple of beemer owners, but their single-storey terrace units are in >absolute shambles. My double-storey terrace unit looks like a palace in >comparison, but my Iswara parked in front is somewhat of a giveaway > >iii. More pertinent may be why malay parents were more likely to be wage >earners than chinese parents. Can one not turn it around to suggest >employment opportunities unfairly favour malays? I know many small >business owners who would not have chosen to start those businesses had >they had better employment opportunities. Is there unfair treatment here >and by whom? > >2. Special class during Friday Prayers > >Assuming the students who were praying did not know about the classes and >would have attended those classes had they known, or assuming those >classes were not specifically requested by those students not praying, >the teacher was wrong > >3. Students Abroad > >I studied abroad. When I left home my father gave me enough money for >three months. I started looking for part-time work on the third month. > >From the fourth month on, I worked part-time and continued doing it until >I left for home 6 years later. At the worst of times (during semester) I >had one weekend job, working 10-11 hours starting at 5am on both >Saturdays and Sundays - manual labour in fish markets. At the best of >times during summer breaks I had four jobs simultaneously. Paper runs on >weekdays at 5am-7am. "Regular" work as a cleaner/porter in a hospital >from 8am-4pm weekdays. Ad-hoc work at university faculty in the printshop >and moving furnitures, after 4pm. Fish markets weekends. Often I did >paper runs and fishmarkets during semester. All this while, a family of >malays live one floor above me. A married couple, both sponsored. Neither >worked. They had children while I was working. Two of them, one after >another. They had a good 10 years head start in raising a family. >Assisted. I wasnt abroad because I was rich. I'm no Einstein but neither >am I an intellectual slouch. I was in a top university in a top faculty. >It now requires a near 99% percentile for admission. The family man was >in a university a few suburbs away. In a faculty my cousin whose mother >wished she had me for a son instead, would have gained admission if he >tried harder. Merit? Deserving? Sigh ... > >I have another cousin whose father was schizophrenic. Left home when my >cousin was only 2. My auntie became a seamstress to bring him up. There >wasnt a year through primary and secondary school when he wasnt the top >student. Guess who fished him out of the poverty cycle? The Singapore >government. > >Of course, apart from my family man neighbour, I knew of another rich >malaysian kid in my faculty, who was of the indian race. He drove a big >Japanese car. Spent weekends on some waterfront hangout with local kids, >sipping beers. Goes skiing during winter break, and out deep-sea fishing >(read : sailing in some classy yacht, no doubt champagne laden) during >summer breaks. He chatted now and then with me. I envied him whenever I >do. I wished somebody had fished me out of my fishmarket routines. I know >the malaysian government didnt. It plonked instead for that family man. >And his wife. > >Also, the rich kids that malay student you mentioned spoke to? Maybe they >had money because they worked. Not in fishmarkets may be, but maybe they >worked. Certainly their parents did. Perhaps their parents were given a >break from the vicious cycle by someone, huh? > >4, 5 & 6. Business cheats > >A pure, unadulterated truth - businessmen consider it a job well-done >when they can squeeze maximum profits out of a deal. All businessmen do >that. The fair ones try to give the party squeezed, some benefits so that >they feel they have been fair. They squeeze some harder than they do >others. Bases for differentiation? Anything. Race is certainly one way. I >have been taken for a ride by a chinese, just because I speak a different >dialect. Racist? Almost certainly to a large extent. Many chinese are >racist. But that su > > >Thanks, >Teh > > >-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- >To unsubscribe, send a blank message to > >or go to <http://www.malaysia.net/lists/sangkancil> > > ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com
Australia Day yesterday brought perfect weather to Melbourne. A top of 24 deg with a slight cool breeze and picture perfect sunny conditions saw a few of us sitting by the poolside of Gerry and Jesslyn’s new home, sipping a crisp white and nibbling at fruits and Chinese New Year biscuits. It was a little farewell party for Jesslyn’s mum, who was returning to Singapore after spending close to a year helping them with their beautiful 2 year old. The mum is affectionately known to all of us as Poh Ma Ma and we’re all better for having known her this past year.
We were there from noon, after Tress and I spent the morning grocery shopping and preparing a salad – with yummy barbequed chicken breast marinated in lemon pepper, paprika and tumeric. We only left after 7.30pm, got home and took Scruff to the park for a little bit, before settling down to watch the Federer v Nadal semi-final of the Aussie Open.
It was a perfect day in so many ways.
I’ve been down to a max of 2 runs a week now. Most weeks it’s just once. Other days I’d be on the elliptical cross-trainer – less impact.
This morning it was a very labored 7k. It took more than 45 minutes. Extremely embarrassing except it doesn’t bother me much these days. It no longer bothers me I don’t do a 10k in 45 minutes, and as long as I’m doing some form of cardio work out at least 3 times a week, it’ll do by me.
The bigger worry is the lack of picture of the future. I don’t know what I want to do. I guess I can go on doing what I’m doing now, but that would mean (after February) coming home to an empty house for a couple of hours before Tress comes home, and wondering what else I can fill my time with other than doing my MST studies. I’m not sure if I should be returning to a legal role instead. It would be more satisfying in terms of doing work each day, to just turn it on, boom booom boom, and then coming home at the end of it all before doing 1-2 hours of MST studies. The pay packet would be heaps better too, which would come in extremely handy given what has to go to the nation’s capital city to keep kiddo going.
Yesterday I sort of worked out kiddo’s calendar, to have the key dates set out so that we have a better idea of whether any given weekend would be a good one for us to be with her. I think I’ll see a fair bit of the Hume Highway going forward. Maybe missing a few weekends at church here in Melbourne too.
I wish the route ahead is as “non-impact” as the elliptical trainer.
It’s the first day of the lunar new year. It’s the year of the dragon, which means my brother is turning 48 this year.
Last night a few families got together and celebrated a “reunion dinner” (of sorts). Lots of meats. And beers… I had also got some new year biscuits to add to the atmosphere and some angpows got distributed too. We were at Gerry and Jesslyn’s new home and their little soon-to-be two year old is an absolute darling and all of our favourite. Brian and Doreen, as well as Jason and Mel and families were there, together with a couple of Gerry’s relos. Kiddo, Tress and a few others got stuck into a card game so that sort of rounded up the new year mood. It’s good to share this time with folks who have become family to us.
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I’ve been reading something which has made me wonder if I have lived my life under a wrong understanding of self and people around me, all along. I’m yet to find out if David Goldman is a Christian writer but even though I stumbled upon this book through a secular source, it has really resonated with some fundamental insights on parts of the scriptures.
For starters, it has made sense for me, how the west’ preoccupation with the individual and the legitimization of individual rights as the driving principle for all sorts of values and policies is really something which would undo humankind. The bit about loving and “finding” your life means losing it, comes to mind. In my early days of marriage, I had been misled by someone like Paul Ehrlich, and decided I didn’t want more than one child at the most. Reading this book sort of stirs up thoughts that tend to tell me I have been wrong for a long time. I have been equally wrong in thinking life is about enriching one’s own thoughts and understanding, which has created in me a love for the solitude, easily happy with a good book and a good piece of music in the background.
Increasingly, the importance of connection with others around me, including from an inter-generational perspective has been elevated as something that should have been propounded a lot more strongly. The idea that it is not about self but about the community, has taken on a more focused dimension even through just the first few chapters of David Goldman’s book. “How Civilizations Die: (and why Islam is dying too)” has been a good book to kick off the year for me.

It was about 34 deg and i’m doing another Sui Yok while reading David Goldman’s How Civilisations Die…
Having a go now, at doing a roast pork on the Weber Q… smells smoky and good, should be ready in about 20mins…
I stopped at t
he fruit market yesterday morning on the way into the office, to pick up a couple of bananas. At the checkout I realised I had only big notes and the shop was only starting up for the day.
To my surprise, the owner of the shop told me at the checkout, that I could just pop in the next day to pay. It was only a dollar or so but that gesture went a long way. This morning I made sure I went into the same shop and looked up the same guy and gave him the money as well as pick up more stuff from him.
These simple acts of decency were little anchors of hope in this increasingly apathetic world we live in. It’s good to restore and maintain decent relations with another fellow human being.
The shop is simply called Box Hill Fruit Market Pty Ltd – that would be the shop I would buy from whenever I am in Box Hill. Thank you Mr Proprietor, whose name I shall elicit soon.
I’ve often heard friends and acquaintances relate stories of prejudices they experience in relation to race and ethnicity. Many bemoan the fact that despite having lived in Australia for years, they are still viewed as foreigners.
So the observation by the famous brain surgeon Dr Charlie Teo that Australia still demonstrates streaks of racism (see Herald Sun story below), probably strikes a chord with many. I think many of my contemporaries, from either Malaysia or Singapore, would quietly nod in agreement.
Yet many of my contemporaries themselves unfortunately, demonstrate even more explicit racism than the forms I have encountered (yes I have encountered them) here in Australia.
In Malaysia it was common practice for both the dominant races – Malays and Chinese – to look down on Indians and belittle them. Indians are viewed as confused, convoluted and untrustworthy in the sense that they say something and do something else. “Keling Account” means messy account keeping. “Black Skin” is often used to denigrate them as outsiders of a community. Many Chinese in Malaysia hardly step into an Indian eatery on their own. Even now, I often cringe when people I like make racist jokes against Indians.
Malaysian Chinese are often the guilty ones in maltreating foreigners such as Indonesian maids. I know of church leaders whose wives mistreat them, and “respectable” community leaders think nothing of dishing out the worst working conditions. Working 18 hour days, sleeping in small dirty corners, eating meagre food out of dirty utensils, total lack of personal freedom – these were common working conditions.
A recent news story on The Age tends to suggest this terrible treatment of maids is still going on in Malaysia – see second story below.
I guess it isn’t a problem with Australia as much as it is a problem with humanity.
Listen to the FULL nine minutes thirty interview with Dr Charlie Teo where he discusses some of his experiences being Australian.
UPDATE 12.19pm: RACISM still plagues Australia and migrants are being victimised, one of Australia’s most respected neurosurgeons says.
Dr Charles Teo, the son of Chinese immigrants, who prolonged the life of Jane McGrath and has saved the lives of hundreds of Australians, said it was wrong to deny there was racism.
At a launch of Australia Day Council celebrations yesterday, Dr Teo said that racism was still “very much alive in Australia”.
“I don’t quite like it when I hear politicians reassuring the Indians that there’s no racism in Australia. That’s bull—–,” he said.
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Former premier Jeff Kennett, former Australian Medical Association president Dr Mukesh Haikerwal, singer Kamahl and ex-police commissioner Christine Nixon have all said that racism exists.
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But Premier Ted Baillieu said he did not think Australia was a racist country.
“I don’t deny, and I don’t think anyone would deny, that there are in any community people with racist attitudes,” Mr Baillieu said.
“My message to them is that Victoria has a very, very proud record of defending our multicultural base and promoting that multicultural community.
“We will not tolerate any form of discrimination.”
Dr Teo said his daughter had been a victim of racism.
“My daughter was just saying to me the other day, very sadly, she doesn’t like Australia Day because she has in the past dressed up, got into the spirit of things, put a sticker on her face, worn the green and gold and been told by drunk Australians to go home because she looks Chinese,” he said.
“That’s so sad, because you can’t get more Australian than my daughter.”
He knew of an Indian neurosurgeon who had come to Australia to study for three months who was spat on in the street and told to “go home”.
But Dr Teo, who holds the Order of Australia, said migrants also had a responsibility to integrate into Australian society.
Mr Kennett said that racism occurred among children, but he taught his own grandchildren to be tolerant of other races.
“I think there always will be elements of racism and it is often manifest itself in different ways,” he said.
Kamahl, who came to Australia from Sri Lanka in 1953, said: “Of course there are bad apples, people who are racist … Educated minds and educated hearts are required to stop racism.”
Melbourne was gripped by a wave of racist assaults on Indian students in 2009, which has been blamed for a drop in the number of students from that country enrolling here this year.
Dr Haikerwal, victim of a vicious bashing in 2008, said Australia was overall a welcoming society, but racism did exist.
He was in “the wrong place at the wrong time” when he was attacked, but Indian students were racist targets.
“Attacks shouldn’t happen against guests of our nation,” he said.
Former Victorian police commissioner Christine Nixon said all Australians had come from other countries.
“There is racism particularly against our own Aboriginal people and it always surprises me since we’ve all come from other places,” she said.
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BEATEN, starved and treated as a slave in a Kuala Lumpur apartment, Cambodian maid Orn Eak says a one-metre snake ended her almost-two-year nightmare in Malaysia.
”When the snake crawled into my employer’s apartment she blamed me and kicked me out,” says Orn Eak, 28, one of thousands of Cambodian domestic workers who have been exploited and abused in Malaysia. ”I got the blame for everything, including the death of my employer’s elderly mother,” she says.
Orn Eak’s body is covered in scars from beatings by a Kuala Lumpur woman who employed her through a Cambodia employment agency in early 2010. Single with a five-year-old son, Orn Eak says she joined 30,000 other young Cambodian women and girls working as maids in Malaysia because her mother was struggling to survive in their village in Kompong Thom province.
In Kuala Lumpur, Orn Eak had no days off and worked from dawn into the early hours of the next morning caring for her employer’s disabled mother. She says she was frequently beaten and often hungry.
The mistreatment worsened after the old woman died in hospital. ”I missed my son and mother very much, but I knew I had to keep working for them,” she says.
But her mother, Ee Tha, 55, says she received only two payments in almost two years from her daughter’s Malaysian employer totalling $US270 ($A262). The employer deducted Orn Eak’s flight home from her salary, which was supposed to be $US180 a month.
When Orn Eak arrived back in Phnom Penh in November a woman picked her up at the airport and took her to the employment agency.
”I told the story about the snake to a director … Five men came into the room and beat me … they pushed my head into a glass door and kicked me on the ground,” she says.
Ee Tha received a message to come to Phnom Penh to take her daughter home.
”When I saw that my daughter’s face and body were cut and bruised my heart dropped,” Ee Tha says. After Ee Tha refused to leave the employment agency’s office with her daughter until she was given the money she was owed, a director finally handed over $1200 – meaning Orn Eak earned only $1470 for nearly two years’ work, half what had been promised.
Social workers have verified her claims of abuse. Nine Cambodian domestic workers died in Malaysia in 2011, according to human rights organisations.
Malaysian opposition MP Charles Santiago has accused the Malaysian government and police of ”totally disrespecting” laws by conducting only cursory investigations into the deaths.
Human Rights Watch says common abuses include excessive work hours with no rest days, lack of food and irregular or non-payment of salaries.
Many have reported sexual abuse, restrictions of movements and bans on contact with other maids.
A Cambodian government ban on sending maids to Malaysia has been ignored by unscrupulous recruitment agencies.