Cantek amoi di Kka'pung Cine,Beli akok kat Pasor Payang,
Singgah sebetor kat Kedai Maidin
Jengoh s'betor gerai Ayoh Pin,
Goreng pisang kopi O cap dakyah Teko,
Dok berahi ciskek Secret Recipe tu,
Hidup mewoh tapi dok bahagia,
Jauh merantau tapi hati dok sedap rasa,
Ikang kembung cicoh budu, itulah penenang jiwa,
Hujang emah di negri orghang,
Hujang batu di negri dghi'ri,
Doksoh kabo, baek lagi negri dghi'ri,
Found a blog by a fellow-KTian Kampung Boy which kinda rings back the good ol'chinatown (Jalan Kampung Cina, now named with horrendous named Jalan Bandar) where I lived and grow up all my life, where there is a nearby chinese hawker centre, chinese food morning market and plenty of glorious and cheap restaurants around.
Local Chinese ganu-kite specialities include roti paung, pulut panggang, kepok chuey (chinese version of steamed kerepok lekor), saitou kepok keping (sliced kerepok made of Parang fish), liulian kuey (durian cake), sekaya pulut, chim kuey (crab cake), calong ikan (pure fish balls, no flour involved)
The map (courtesy of Kampung Boy) shows where my life was revolved upon 21 years of my life, my mother's life, my grandmother's life and my great grandmother's life and my ancestor's life. It holds a lot of history and significance for our family that it is impossible for us to be uprooted. The picture below is my ancestral home that is currently been taken care by a distant relative. It could be the oldest house in the whole of Jalan Bandar.
Probably one of the greatest things that I appreciate from Terengganu is the close proximity with the Malay community and culture, although we still retain many part of our 'chinese-ness'. Our daily interaction with the community in business, daily shopping, work, schooling, eating! forces us to seek to understand each other better. We befriend each other quite easily, and my mom's muslim colleagues have no qualms eating together at our home, and we have no qualms visiting their homes in neat fishing villages in the nice suburbs of Kuala Terengganu. We speak superior malay language than most non-malays and malays from outside terengganu (ahaha, from my narrow point of view of course), have greater appeciation towards Islam, Malay arts, culture, politics and social structure. I must say that I still have fetish over kebaya and sarong, which I think is quite sexy.
I enjoy the slow and steady pace of life in the semi-urbanised town, with mild-pollution rate and almost-traffic congestion free (which is gonna end soon thanks to Badawi's East Coast Economic Corridor and Monsoon Cup with random people like Michelle Yeoh and John Todt being given Datukship by the Terengganu Sultan), with great natural setting of tranquil fishing villages, great island resorts and rainforests all around.
I like the society with well-mannered Malays with their great sense of budi bahasa, simple genuine friendship, and moderate-religiosity (which is slowly changing due to urbanisation, materialism and fundamentalism). I also like the Chinese with their lack of racial prejudice or ignorance towards other ethnicities unlike their counterparts elsewhere, and the Indians who are too small in number and thus largely being able to integrate with both malay and non-malay society. Many of us are from the middle lower classes of society, which made us identify with majority rural poor, yet having strong chinese values of hardwork, entrepreneurship and education (it is changing too).Probably I also greatly enjoy the close-knitted small christian community of about 1000 comprising of ten churches (which is largely overlooked), yet slowly impacting the local community. The fellowship is genuine, the passion is great, the ecumenical outlook is encouraging, yet they are largely discouraged by the lack of trained ministers who would be willing to teach-shepherd-lead the congregations. Many full-time workers were sent out of this community to despite its small number. Local outreach are growing with few social services like two church-operated kindergarden, three-four major youth ministries, one old folks home and university group. Urbanisation took a huge toll on the churches as youths leave the town to bigger cities like KL and never came back. There are some sense of elitism since the english speaking community is very small, largely comprised of professionals and semi-professionals.
Probably what would be the ideal is that the english speaking churches could tap on their gifts to impact society by greater engagement with the community (which is largely chinese or malay-speaking) or providing providing specialised social services to the community like special education, english-classes, vocational training, life-long education, youth intervention programme and community development. They can also be a forefront on fostering greater interethnic relations, Christian-Islam interfaith dialogue, sociopolitical awareness amongst youths and speaking against religious extremism and fundamentalism in such strategic context.On a sarcastic note, since MCA's research had allegedly claimed that they are part of the vocal G2 group, together with the Rotarians and Lions, probably all should collaborate in delivering community services. However, they are pretty much comprised of elitist cliques, dubbed by my mom as the "bijok people" (vocal, smart and opinionated rich professionals living in rich suburbs).
By the way I found another authentic Terengganu blogger, Awang Goneng at Kecek-kecek who recently published a book
By the way, I wish to apologise to my non-east coast friends and readers if by anyway I've being sarcastic in my narrow anti-elitist, anti-rich and famous and anti-"pantai barat" descriptions. As part of your cultural knowledge, it is not a criticism towards anyone in particular, but just the way that some of us in the East Coast stereotype people who are not like us :D. It is similar like how Kiwis stereotype Aussies, Malaysian stereotyping Singaporeans and Indonesians.
Be assured that my current university education will lead me to the upper rungs of society. Besides, the lack of eligible girls from Terengganu might lead me to marry someone outside my hometown and thus migrate to the west coast. It is highly possible that my Western education will lead me to be vocal and opinionated too (after all it is Pemikiran Kritis dan Kreatif by the Higher Education Minister isn't it?). The fact that I own a computer, afford the luxury of broadband, and the mastery of the English language might possibly made me the top 10% of the Terengganu-an population.
What a hypocrite!
Probably in a few years from now (God-forbid), I will end up being part of the vocal, smart, opinionated, rich professional who lives in rich suburbs, and hence be the subject of my own cynicism and criticism. (I hope that I don't end up living at Kuala Ibai Golf Resort, oblivious to my poor neighbours of Kampung Cendering).







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