The home I grew up in at Sungai Pinang used to be the UMNO Stronghold since the independance thanks to my late auntie's popularity as a midwife among all the races living in Penang when she was alive. When I read about the death of Senator Aishah Ghani, my auntie's memory and what she stood for I realized that it was through my auntie that i recognized who the Senator was and had she still been alive i am sure she would have something to share about the influences of Ma'Timah Bidan in the politcs of UMNO in the Jelutong and Sungai Pinang Area. She is also the reason why I was turned off by politics; she died with a pingat AMN for all that she had done while those who used her to gain popularity went off to become Dato, and Tan Sris: the first prime minister of the country confided in her, so did Tun Abdullah Ahmad Badawi way back when he was still climbing the steps of his political career. Don't take my words for it, talk to those still alive whose children were delivered by her. If I have any suggestion for Mr.Lim Guan Eng i would ask him to name 'Jalan Sungai or River road as it used o be called as Jln. Mak Timah Bidan; the least he could do and might even gain Malay supports there automatically. Do all the background research you want talk to the older Chinese who used to live in Bakau Street or Perak lane. I was told that my auntie was the only Malay who could walk into the Chinese areas during the May 13th incident without being touched as a matter of fact escorted to various homes to deliver babies. She was instrumental in defusing the possible blood bath of Chinese and Malays in the Jelutong Sungai Pinang areas. She was no Mother Teresa but she carried weight among all the races in our area. There is a Tan Sri and a former Senator from Sungai Pinang they can verify what i am saying.
As Dr. Tun Mahathir once said, "Melayu mudah lupa,"; I say most Malaysians especially politicians forgets easily those whose backs they ride on once they have achieved what they set out to achieve. The small people, the people on the street, the fishermen and the rice grower and rubber tappers. Once they get their chance it is on to Mega projects and how to fill their personal bank accounts for their own future, not satisfied, their children's too. Today P.Ramlee gets a posthumous Tan Sri, my auntie most probably delivered him too. There is a picture at the P.Ramlee Museum here of my auntie's husband better known among locals as Na Wan, or Ishak Merican, who plays the violin for the band that had accompanied P.Ramlee in his very early days.
Give credit where credit is due, honor those who had helped to mold the society, when we forget them their words of wisdom and acts of compassion dies with them. How can one represent a community when one has no grasp of its social history. We pride having a World heritage Status but we take no notice of our own grass roots,; How we became a nation. A society that has no strong connection with its roots cannot stand strong against the forces of change as its foundation is too shallow and weak. The CM. Mr. Lim did an admirable job while he was in office taking care of the needs of Penangites but he is not of Penang, hence he needs a tunnel to get to the island where two bridges are not enough, with the second bridge not even complete yet. Slow down Sir, for the sake of this state take care of those who are even now getting side swiped by too much progress and change. The Chinese and Malays are once more at a collision course in this upcoming election, it is up to would be leaders to feel the sensitiveness of the situation by getting in touch consciously with the needs and wants of the people. It will take more than just promises and rewards to gain the trust of the people; it would take down to earth awareness, compassion and the greater Love of your fellow citizen for Peanag to become a whole better than HongKong or Singapore; We will at least have a more happier people living together without too much restraint, this is why we get more and more Penang as a Second home guests. Penang has a heritage in Its people, not in the whitewashed colonial era structures and Colonial names of its streets, but in the street people and their stories of their past. Without them the Island will become like Singapore or Hong Kong, (not that it is everyone' desire for it to be so): sterile and culturally dead.
Sunday, April 21, 2013
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