WHEN I was a child in primary school, English grammar was the bane of my existence. I hated it with a passion. And because of that, I hated the whole language. Heck, I couldn’t even spell ‘grammar’. To begin with, nobody explained why we must learn English. Every day, we
THE words were shouted and uttered in a manner meant to hurt. Shocked by the loudness, force of utterance, and bitter tone of the voice, I almost dropped the rattan basket that contained my usual load of pots, pans, and plates that I wanted to clean in the stony mountain
“ONE that would have the fruit must climb the tree,” wrote Thomas Fuller (1608-1661) of Aldwincle, Northamptonshire, England, one of the wittiest and most prolific authors of the 17th century. Taken literally, this is so true of rural life, especially in remote farming and hunter-gatherer communities such as those in
IT didn’t matter at all that she had no legs. I just loved her with all my little heart. Actually, I thought that legs were irrelevant because where she lived she had no use for them. I did not know then that she was 124 years old, but it would
THE first time I heard this question was in 1964 when I was 11 years old and in Primary 5. Since then, I have read or heard several variations but to this day the first one remains the clearest in my mind. I remember we were in school that day.
AMAZINGLY, even after six decades, the sight of any of these: charcoal fire, hammer, machetes, and bellows or air blower — still evokes vivid memories of a communal blacksmith’s shop in my village, Kampung Ta-ee in Serian. It was located just metres away from the boundary of our house compound
In the simplest of terms, death happens when the body stops working. Or is it? When do people die? Why do we have to die? Is death necessary? Why can’t we live forever? Is death forever? When will you or I die? What happens after death? On and on the
Which one is correct and proper? Is it “I will love you till I die” or “I will love you till you die”? If you say “… till I die”, it’s a no-brainer. You die, no more love. And to say “… till you die” means your love ends when
Despite meticulous plans, hard work, persistence, and perseverance, certain aspects of our life still go in unwanted or unintended directions. Some have strange and even funny ways of coming full circle. In my case, what has come full circle is my journey in the field of writing as a means
THIS is an introduction to what will soon be a series of weekly articles derived from books of memories that were curated for almost 50 years. Why “books” instead of “book”, you may ask? Well, simply because there are several books. Most people would instantly think of those volumes that
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