July 28, 2005

You've been in Malaysia too long when...

Well, it's soon going to be over and so I thought I might try to put together one last post here. Suggestions are welcome as it's by no means definitive ("You've been in X way too long when you can't come up with a single point for You've been in X too long when..."). Here it comes:

1. You've got a variety of lah, mah, meh, lor etc. in your lexicon and use them consistently.

2. You pop in a shopping mall just because 'they have aircon in there.'

3. You're outraged when they increase the price of petrol from RM1.40 to RM1.50 (~EUR0.33).

4. You always have a packet of Premier tissues on you.

5. You forgot why piracy is supposed to be bad when it's apparent how good it is.

6. You don't care about red lights any more...

7. ... and then you ask 'Can you help me?' when a police officer approaches you.

8. Your local friends complain they can't get any pork at their university and you fully understand.

9. You moan about when Roti Canai comes for RM0.60 when it used to be just RM0.50.

10. You no longer believe that “tall, DARK and handsome” is a collocation.

See also You've been in Korea too long when...

July 25, 2005

Rainbow over mountains

I started reading up on Borneo and Mt.Kinabalu and something extraordinarily big started growing in me. I'm asking myself. Why climb? People traditionally believed there are gods on top of mountains and it may be that to climb a mountain is to get that glimpse of God. To conquer the world and at the same time to realize how tiny and vulnerable we are.

I owe a lot to Malaysia as I've become a believer here. It's hard though to steer clear of any anguish after I've got such deep 'stabs of Joy'. Fion gave me a wonderful present and wrote to me that it's often hard to see the rainbow but we have to believe it's up there. This metaphor must be the crux of faith for any believer but an inner voice has me weep asking: “We long for the rainbow but aren't the clouds, the haze, the scorching sun, the rainstorms, the rainbow... aren't they, or aren't we part of the very same thing?”


I'm soon going to climb Mt.Kinabalu to get closer to the rainbow... and the mist, and the rain and the sunrise for that matter.

July 18, 2005

Love & Gratitude



'It makes you wonder, doesn't it? If thoughts can do that to water, imagine what our thoughts can do to us.'

This was a singularly powerful line from What the Bleep Do We Know!? - a spellbinding documentary I was watching the other Friday night in Alor Setar after having gone through my regular round of early morning expectations, noon anguish, afternoon joy and evening enlightement:

Interview with Masaru Emoto

July 10, 2005

我 愛 你

July 06, 2005

Blind

One thing I didn't blog about despite its significance is my recent visit to St Nicholas Home for the Blind. I greatly appreciate the meaning of putting myself in someone else's shoes and always look for such opportunities. Hence I was glad I could at last attend the programme.

First, we got some training on guiding the blind and then practiced the skills with blindfolds on the way to a nearby shopping mall (incidentally, what's the British English equivalent for 'shopping mall'?). After that, we had a short session interacting with some severely handicapped children.


The boy on the picture was pretty amazing because his only means of communication was his hands.

Like myself? I think not

Nothing, I suspect, is more astonishing in any man's life than the discovery that there do exist people very, very like himself.

-- C.S. Lewis, Surprised by Joy

Well, what doesn't cease to astonish us here is that people can be and, in fact, are different from us in great many ways. I think it teaches a lesson that we should tolerate, or rather celebrate the difference and the diversity.

Guns in Thai schools

It's always sad to read about the situation in southern Thailand, which is so close from where we are. The latest move by the Thai government however seems to be alarming and I can't but suspect that it won't bring peace where it's so badly needed.

BBC: Thai teachers to be allowed guns

July 03, 2005

Modesty turned vice?

I think we've managed to heal the rift between me and my boss. I mentioned here before that I may have not demanded enough while his point of view is that whenever I demanded something I got it. In all fairness, I must admit it's true to the extent that, as he put it, 50% is his responsibility, 50% rests on AIESEC shoulders so he fulfilled 30% out of his part (very smart actually) and gave every now and then a little more.

My attitude for the whole traineeship has been one of self-sacrifice and modesty as I gave up lots from my needs and my own culture and accepted local way of doing things. That means, by the way, I don't wait for green lights and cut it short through one-way streets...

It hurt and confused me a lot though when new trainees came and started to criticise me that because I hadn't complained they couldn't change anything either. All of a sudden, I was the one to blame for lots of things and the low point really was when after a series of accusations I heard that the Czech Republic after all is the only country in Europe that has problems with gypsies...

Well, I've been thinking a lot about all this and I already admitted that I should've been perhaps more assertive at times but on the other hand, modesty surely doesn't turn vice because someone can't put up with as little as I could?

You've been in Korea too long when...

Another brilliant post from Sarin Miso

15. You have a black belt in 'paper, scissors, stone'.

14. You've had kimchi stew for breakfast, kimchi fried rice for lunch, kimchi dumplings for dinner, and yet you still reach for the kimchi side dish each time.
13. You've eaten pig's feet, ox tail, dog, silk worms or a live baby octopus.

12. A roll of toilet paper on the dinner table no longer phases you.

11. You catch yourself using Konglish words with your non-Korean friends.

10. A motorbike drives up the pavement [sidewalk] towards you and instead of jumping aside you refuse to move out of the way on principle.

09. You've broken up a street fight of drunken businessmen.

08. You hate Japan for no apparent reason.

07. You start wearing a surgical mask in winter.

06. You make a midnight munchies run for shrimp crisps [chips] and pre-packaged kimbap triangles.

05. The loudspeakers on the trucks driving in your neighbourhood don't wake you up.

04. You go to a "Western" restaurant and can't seem to use a knife and fork.

03. You've purchased something while riding the subway.

02. You find yourself on toothbrush row in the office toilets [washroom] after every meal.

01. You stop and stare unabashedly when you see a foreigner, forgetting you're a foreigner too.

July 02, 2005

I wish you became a Jesus


I got myself one of those little books that children usually pass round their friends asking for a picture and their address. I want to have something personal that would remind me back home of the precious time I've spent with my students. Amelia&Delia were, of course, among the first I asked last week and I got the book back today with this sentence from Delia:
I wish you became a Jesus.

System theory in practice

The system theory has it that esentially everything is a system. No wonder then that the globe or rainforests, for example, are often referred to as eco-systems. Countries, firms, families – these are all institutionalized systems. As with critical thinking, though, people vary in the degree to which they are able to perceive systems and the patterns and relationships operating within. This ability is closely linked to one's knowledge and experience but there is also something which I would call willingness and determination to leave simplicity behind and step into the high complexity and ambiguity of such systems.

Did you notice, for example, that Japan and other pro-whaling nations were beaten hands down at the IWC meeting in Korea two weeks ago? Then, you might have a good perception of the global eco-system. You may admire the beauty of whales but more importantly, you are likely to acknowledge the importance of these creatures and appreciate the struggle to protect them as a symbol for other much less low-profile fights.

Previously, I touched on how I suffered throughout my childhood. I did not mention however that it was in large part a silent suffering. Once I reached the age when children start to revolt, our family, from my point of view, had already had enough problems and so I didn't want to cause more and accepted “Speech is silver, but silence is golden” as my own motto. I never spoke up against things I thought unfair and, in effect, resorted to a solution which started to impinge on my personal development - certainly not rare a phenomenon of many less fortunate families. On the up side though, unconsciously though it may have been, I did it to help preserve the system when it might possibly have been on the brink of collapse. In other words, at that age already I could perceive the system.

Now I painfully realize how I have developed this into one bad habit and perpetuated it up till now when the organization is falling apart here. We would certainly make an excellent case study for any organizational behaviour analyst. I noted before that I don't know how to stand up for my own rights but I would always try to stand up for the others. That is not healthy at all. My glass of patience has been filled up to the very rim and I started to feel there is something unfair. Clearly, as the most senior teacher I played my own part in all this mess but when my fellows started to threat with ultimatums in order to get benefits for themselves and the boss gave in I couldn't but start to wonder as to the meaning of such a message. I was afraid that silence ceased to be golden for me...

I brought up this issue with him and his elder brother and what I got in return may well be the most valuable personal and cultural lesson so far. I believe my boss sincerely, like me after all, did not know he could have managed things differently. He did not always try his best but that would be a different story. I came to realize my crying for fairness would have been very untimely as it would have only killed the relationship. I could see the boss deeply hurt and acting in 'black and white mode'. That is where Chinese culture came in. I conciously decided to bite my tongue since I was also aware that any short term profit would not make me happy at all. What makes me happy is working for the big idea and that I will try to continue. For obvious reasons though, this attitude does not seem to earn much appreciation, especially from those who are not aware as much of systems and so are not ready to sacrifice anything. One of the most brilliant articles I know about such people is War x 4 by George Monbiot.

As ever, of course, it is a matter of how one can balance things. When it is appropriate to defend your rights and when it is better to stay silent in order to let things run smooth and make a sacrifice for the sake of something bigger than yourself. Could you possibly picture someone who, fully aware of the global overpopulation, decides to take care of orphans rather than conceive their own children?