Monthly Archives: December 2013

New Year resolutions for Malaysian politicians

Kept or not, they are bound to give us a good laugh as we herald 2014.

AS we say goodbye to 2013 and welcome 2014, here are 10 New Year resolutions for some Malaysian politicians. They are naturally meant to be broken, like most election promises.

Resolution No. 1: If I don’t have anything clever to say, I will not say anything.

This is probably one of the most difficult tasks for any politician. Politicians are required to say something. Anything. But there is always a way out, no matter how ridiculous I sound. I can always blame the press for asking me all sorts of questions in the first place.

Resolution No. 2: I will listen more attentively during Parliament debates.

Oh no! This is really a tough one! I know I can learn a lot from all the YBs, even those on the other side of the House. I can even agree with them, but come on, I need to get my name into the media. I need to act silly. I need to interrupt. I need to yell. Anything for my name to be printed in the papers.

Resolution No. 3: I will refrain from getting suspended from Parliament or State Assembly so I can go back to the courts to attend to my clients’ needs.

That’s unfair! Why is the press picking on the lawyers? Or has it become an obvious pattern already? Really? It’s that bad, ah?

Resolution No. 4: I will speak up on the importance of the English language for our children.

Of course, I will not keep this resolution. If I promote English, the rural voters will be upset. I need to appear to be a nationalist. I must fight for Malay rights. You understand, kan? The rural voters decide. Don’t be naive. I also need to champion the Chinese language mah. Also the Indian vote, so Tamil is important. English? Aiyah, that’s for the noisy urban voters. Anyway, I am sending all my children to UK to study. I am not being selfish. I am giving a chance to others, I sacrificed my children. Let other Malaysians get their places in universities. So I support English, ok? Jangan tanya banyak banyak.

Resolution No. 5: I will re-affirm to the voters that all the 2013 general election promises will be fulfilled including reducing the toll rates gradually.

Aiyoh, don’t be like that bro. 2013 lain, 2014 lain lah. Everything has gone up. Beyond our control. External factors. We must think of the long run. It’s good for us. Too much subsidies will not help us. Deficit is bad. Please understand.

Resolution No. 6: I promise to use more common sense in my political work.

This one isn’t too difficult. I always think of the common people. Priority to the common people.

Resolution No. 7: I will speak up for press freedom and the integrity of the media.

Of course, I value press freedom. I always support the media. But please remember to always write good, positive things about me and my party. You have a role to play. You must think of the country. If you write bad things, you must have an agenda. Political agenda, you know? But you can wallop my opponents, it’s ok. That is pointing out the truth.

Resolution No. 8: I will consider retiring from politics and give way to the young.

Please, please, please. It’s not that I do not know how to give up but the people want me to stay. My supporters say I cannot go. Perjuangan belum selesai. I need to fight for justice. Yes, it’s not about myself but for the rakyat. So I can’t give up. 60s is now the new 50s lah.

Resolution No. 9: I must remind the people to be prudent, spend less, save more. Don’t always ask for pay rise but talk more about productivity.

This one is good. Very good. Yes, we must cut down on spending. Jimat, jimat. But please don’t ask about the pay rise for elected representatives, ok? Naik sikit aje. Bukan besar. Tausah ungkit yang bukan bukan. Ok? Yes, where were we? Yes, we mustn’t always ask for pay rise. Ask how much more work we can do. Malaysians must be competitive and productive, you know?

Resolution No. 10: I will avoid words like “transformation”, “world class”, “transparent”, “robust,” CAT and colours like jingga and blue in every sentence of my speeches.

OK. OK. OK. I am bored myself. And I think my speechwriters sometimes also run out of ideas. I will do selfies this year, OK? At least, I will keep one New Year resolution!

Finally, wishing all my readers a very Happy New Year and that’s a real wish!

Penang’s most famous son P. Ramlee lives on in our hearts 40 years after his death

A glimpse of his past: The house where P. Ramlee grew up in has been converted into a museum.

A glimpse of his past: The house where P. Ramlee grew up in has been converted into a museum.

NO STORY on the streets of Penang can be complete without the mention of the legendary P. Ramlee, who is certainly one of the most famous Penangites of all time.

Although Malaysia’s most famous entertainer made his name in Kuala Lumpur and Singapore, his roots began in Penang.

P. Ramlee, whose birth name was Teuku Zakaria, was truly one of a kind. He was an actor, director, producer, writer, composer, singer and musician.

According to a report, P. Ramlee was born on March 22, 1929, the son of an Acehnese sailor, Teuku Nyak Puteh.

He attended a Malay school, Sekolah Melayu Kampung Jawa, in George Town and later enrolled at the Francis Light Primary School.

The late Tan Sri P. Ramlee (1928-1973) became famous as a screen star in the 1950s. In this photo, he is on a motorcycle in front of a house in Macalister Road; P Ramlee is named after him. Although he is not of Indian blood, Ramlee is perhaps the most famous 'urban' Malay. Glimpses of Old Penang, pg45

Urbane man: The late P. Ramlee on a motorcycle in front of a house in Macalister Road. -‘Glimpses of Old Penang.

He was picked to attend the premier Penang Free School but the Second World War broke out, which disrupted his studies.

“While growing up, he learnt to sing Malay and Tamil songs, and became involved with a local bangsawan troupe,” wrote Khoo Su Nin in the Streets of George Town, Penang.

His musical talent began to be noticed in 1947, when he won first place in a song competition organised by Penang Radio.

“P. Ramlee left his hometown on Aug 8, 1948. At that time, the trains were very slow and he only reached Kuala Lumpur at 7.30pm and it was the first day of Hari Raya. He reached Singapore the next day,” the late entertainer Ahmad Daud, another famous son of Penang, said in an interview with The Star.

“He was my father’s (Mohd Hashim Eshak) student at PFS. During recess, he (P. Ramlee) had to get sireh for my father from our house,” he recalled.

Ahmad Daud, whose daughter Fauziah, better known as Ogy Daud, has also made her mark in the entertainment industry, said he used to call P. Ramlee abang (brother).

He recalled the day when P. Ramlee won the singing competition in Bukit Mertajam, which eventually gave him a chance to penetrate the movie business.

“He sang a song he had composed, Azizah. What he did not realise then was that he had the chance to act in the movie to be filmed in Singapore, after he had won the contest.”

By the time P. Ramlee retired, he had directed and acted in 66 films and written over 300 songs.

Today, the P. Ramlee family house has been converted into a museum and Caunter Hall Road has rightly been renamed P. Ramlee Road.

The late Tan Sri P. Ramlee (extreme right) is seen here with actress Kasma Booty and her husband Jacob Booty. The man in the hat is the late D. Harris, P. Ramlee's father-in-law and fellow actor. Datuk Mohd Noor Ahmad stands behind themGlimpses of Old Penang, pg75

Going places: The late P. Ramlee (right) is seen here with actress Kasma Booty and her husband Jacob Booty. The man in the hat is the late D. Harris, P. Ramlee’s father-in-law and fellow actor. Datuk Mohd Noor Ahmad stands behind them. – ‘Glimpses of Old Penang’ 

“The house where P. Ramlee was born was reconstructed on the same site and turned into a historic personality museum,” wrote Khoo.

“Established by the National Archives, the museum features biographical information, artefacts and educational displays related to the artiste’s early years in Penang.

According to history blogger Timothy Tye, “P. Ramlee was born in his grandmother’s house located at an offshoot of the main road. P. Ramlee is of Acehnese descent, which may be incidental considering Jalan P. Ramlee itself borders on Acehnese settlements that follow the meandering Sungai Pinang River nearby.”

P. Ramlee died on May 29, 1973, at the age of 44 from a heart attack but it was only in 1983 that the Penang authorities saw it fit to name the road after him. In Kuala Lumpur, Jalan Parry was renamed Jalan P. Ramlee a year earlier.

Older Penangites would remember Caunter Hall – the original name of the road – as a place which was constantly hit by floods. I am sure the iconic figure’s house, in his teenage days, wasn’t spared from the floods.

According to various articles, George Caunter was the Acting Superintendent of Prince of Wales Island (1797) who was sent to Kedah to negotiate the purchase of Province Wellesley from the Sultan of Kedah. Caunter Hall was supposed to be the name of his home in Penang.

Little of P. Ramlee’s childhood and teenage years has been recorded by historians, which leaves a void in the story of this great man.

His entertainment career, especially his movie days in Singapore and Kuala Lumpur, are well-documented, however.

In my growing-up years, we always looked forward to Friday when RTM would show the Malay movies, hoping that the P. Ramlee movies would be shown.

We looked forward to his comedies such as the Do-Re-Mi and Bujang Lapok series. He also starred in movies about the Malay Sultanate which appealed to all Malaysians. And we could never forget the horror movies as well, including Sumpah Orang Minyak.

(BRIEF CPTION) Rumah P.Ramlee Asst.Manager,Mohd Shaiful Izham Muhammad Faudzi,31 (right) cleaning the typewriter wich is used by P.Ramle to type lyrics of the song after arrange and Mohamed Mathivanan Suhaibudeen,49 checking on an apparel used by P.Ramlee when acting in 1953.All personal items belonging to P. Ramlee will be on display at level3 in Komtar inconjunction with  P. Ramlee festival organise by Penang Institute at level 3 in Komtar this 7 January 2013.

Memorabilia: Rumah P. Ramlee assistant manager Mohd Shaiful Izham Muhammad Faudzi, (right) cleaning the typewriter once used by P. Ramlee while Mohamed Mathivanan Suhaibudeen checks a suit worn by the late artiste in 1953. 

These days, when I walk into the record shops, I see that his movies are also available on DVDs but I do wonder if the younger generation will watch these classics.

As for his music, who can forget Bunyi Gitar, which was brilliantly played by Roger Wang, the guitar maestro from Sabah? Or Getaran Jiwa?

In the P. Ramlee Cyber Museum (www.p-ramlee.com), the list of his most popular songs had Bunyi Gitar at No 2, just after Azizah, with Getaran Jiwa at No 6.

And, as a Penangite, I truly enjoyed P. Ramlee The Musical that was produced by Tiara Jacquelina. Penang must surely be proud to have P. Ramlee to be counted as another anak Pulau Pinang!

READERS WRITE

Datuk Seri Shaik Daud Ismail writes: Your article on Argyll Road Penang brought tears to my eyes. It brought back wonderful memories because I too was born and brought up in Argyll Road.

Our family home was at 167, Argyll Road. The bungalow was in front of the then London Hotel and next to Sin Tong Ah Hotel. It is still there but is now, I believe, a Chinese club.

Chun Wai replies: Thank you for sharing.

Jelutong Boy writes: I grew up in a time when soft drinks were indeed a luxury and only available in our home during the Chinese New Year.

My father, who was a clerk, got at the end of the year, would normally order two crates of 24 bottles each to last all 15 days.

And the visitors got priority while we would wait for the remnants.

There were only two flavours – orange and sarsi – although we would occasionally get some bottles of “ice cream soda”.

The bottles were recycled and sold back to the “ting-ting bottle man.”

The caps, when attached to a string, provided hours of fun in those growing-up years.

I also remember Radio Malaysia coming by to my school to record quiz shows sponsored by F&N.

One of the challenges was to spell out sarsaparilla, which is the long word for sarsi. It normally takes a few to get the spelling wrong before someone gets it right and is rewarded with a bottle of sarsi.

Chun Wai replies: Your colourful memories are similiar to what many of us go through.

The 10 myths of Christmas

What we’ve been fed, turkey and all, about this celebration gets dumped down the chimney.

HERE are 10 myths about Christmas and of Malaysians going on holiday this season.

Myth One: Jesus Christ was born on Dec 25 and Christians are celebrating his birthday.

Definitely not! In fact, for the first three centuries of Christianity, Christmas wasn’t in December or any calendar at all. According to most reports, Western Christians celebrated on Dec 25 after Emperor Constantine declared Christianity the empire’s favoured religion. Eastern Orthodox churches, especially in Russia and much of Eastern Europe, however, mark Jan 7 as the date of Christ’s birth.

Myth Two: Christmas trees are compulsory – Westerners chop them down and Asians buy fake ones.

The Christmas tree was introduced by German immigrants into America. Before that, no Americans felt such trees needed to be killed and decorated with silly balls. My preference is the China-made ones. Guangzhou is now the world’s biggest maker of fake Christmas trees and in Kuala Lumpur, the biggest distributors are in Petaling Street.

Myth Three: Santa Claus is fat, bearded and white and is probably from Norway or a Scandinavian country.

Not true. St Nicholas is said to be a fourth century Bishop of Demre, Turkey, who is said to have carried a sack of toys for children. If they are fat, how could they come down from the chimneys? Well, in Malaysia, there are no fat Santa Claus at the malls and I am more interested in the origins of the slim, curvy Santarinas. Who cares about fat Santas with diabetic problems?

Myth Four: Jesus Christ is white, looks Italian, has blue eyes and blond locks of hair.

That’s a good one but the fact is he was of Middle Eastern stock. He was born in Bethlehem in Judea and raised in Nazareth in Galilee, or what is present-day Israel. He would probably be darker in complexion, unlike the pictures drawn by the famous Italian painters commissioned by the churche­s. He was probably tanned.

Myth Five: In the Last Supper, Jesus Christ and his disciples sat at a long table, as depicted by Leonard Da Vinci.

Absolutely not. There was no long table. They sat and ate cross-legged. In Malaysia, it’s called duduk bersila.

Leonardo, like a modern photographer, had to fit Jesus and everyone into a frame, in this case, a painting. And since then, that has been how the Last Supper – the last meal Jesus had with his disciples before he was crucified – has been depicted.

Myth Six: It’s Boxing Day, the day after Christmas, and British Premier League football fans go to the stadiums to box themselves silly.

Boxing Day dates back to the olden days when servants and tradesmen would receive gifts from their employers, known as Christmas Box. In modern days, we would prefer our bosses to bank the bonuse­s into our accounts. No need for boxes lah, thank you very much.

Myth Seven: Turkeys are a must for all Christmas dinners.

That’s comical. This huge bird, whose meat is rather tough to eat, only made its appearanc­e in Europe, particularly in England, in the 16th century. In Malaysia, we prefer our extra virgin kampung chickens – and we also prefer the drumsticks and thighs. When it comes to birds of the feathered kind, Malaysians mostly hate the breasts, for some unknown reasons, unlike the Westerners.

Myth Eight: Christmas trees must be ­decorated with ornaments and lit up the whole night.

Again, it’s a lie. Anyone saying this must have a political agenda to discredit us Christians. The bloggers should stop it. The reality is we re-use all the previous years’ decorations. You can be sure that the lights will mostly be off this time, especially with the electricity rates hike now. Can’t say much about those fellows at the Portuguese Settlement in Malacca who keep all the lights on. But I am from Penang, and the lights are on only if there are visitors.

Myth Nine: Most of the Christians of Chinese origin will go on vacation to China during this holiday season.

Now that’s hitting below the belt. This is the best time to be a Malaysian because every­one else seems to be a Malaysian, regardless of their race, when they are OUT of the country. China is a NO for me because I can’t speak and write Chinese. Oh, that’s a surprise to you? Good, you learnt something today. I will probably miss my nasi lemak when I am away. Is that another surprise? And no, China isn’t my second home.

Myth Ten: Malaysians who decide to remain in Malaysia this Christmas will get to see some great movies on TV.

Fat chance! We can bet that they will still be watching re-runs of monster fishes, giant snakes and ugly Americans selling and buying junk passed off as antiques.

Have fun and good luck. Wishing everyone Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

Argyll Road in Penang – The street that made icons

THE biggest contemporary Malaysian singer who originates from Penang has to be Datuk David Arumugam.

There is no contender for the title.

Although the lead singer of the famed Alleycats group made Kuala Lumpur his base, he still travels back to Penang regularly.

He regards Penang as home and still uses the “4” number on his mobile phone to denote he has registered his number from Penang.

“I still remember vividly growing up in Argyll Road in Penang.

“There were 11 of us in the family – eight brothers and three sisters.

Old School: A selection of old Fraser & Neave (F&N) soft drink bottles. - photo courtesy of 365days2play.com

Old school : A selection of old Fraser & Neave (F&N) soft drink bottles. — Photo courtesy of 365days2play.com

“There were so many of us but we had good fun playing around the many lanes and alleys in the busy neighbourhood. “The home – 181 B, Argyll Road – still stands there today,” he recalls.

The band’s name “Alleycats” came from the many cats that roamed in the alleys, according to David.

Together with his brothers, the late Datuk Loganathan and Shanmugam, and a few friends, the Alleycats captivated the nation with its truly Malaysian brand of music.

The group’s original line-up consisted of the Arumugam brothers, Frank Ong (bass), Tan Chin Hock (drums), Chester Danielle Pasarella (saxophone) and Khoo Fok Sin and later Grenville Pereira (keyboards).

For David, prior to the Alleycats, he was already playing in a band called Super Jets.

Today, he is the sole original member as the Alleycats continues to perform in the local circuit 40 years after the band began.

A road to call home: Founding Alley Cats member David Arumugam grew up on Argyll Road.

A road to call home: Founding Alleycat member David Arumugam grew up on Argyll Road.

His parents sent him to study at the Wellesley Primary School, which is located near his home.

There is, however, little information on the origins of the street name but it is highly possible that Argyll is linked to a region in southern Scotland, considering the number of Scottish civil servants who served in Penang in the early days.

According to a reference on the internet, Argyll can also be used to mean the entire western coast between the Mull of Kintyre and Cape Wrath.

There is also a road named Argyll Road in Kensington, one of the more posh addresses in central London.

According to Eustace Nonis, an expert on the history of the Eurasian community in Penang, the Wellesley Primary School was a feeder school, with its top pupils continuing their secondary education at the premier Penang Free School.

Namesake: Argyll road is named after the western Scottish coast between the Mull of Kintyre to  Cape Wrath.

Namesake: Argyll Road is named after the western Scottish coast between the Mull of Kintyre and Cape Wrath.

The many Eurasian teachers included Tony Foley, Barbara Robless, Glenn Johnson and Alexander Nonis.

The school is named after Richard Wellesley, a governor of Madras and Bengal in India.

The previous name of Seberang Prai is Province Wellesley.

It was part of Kedah until it was ceded to the British India Company by the Sultan of Kedah in 1798, and has remained with Penang ever since.

But David did not go to PFS but instead went to the rival St Xavier’s Institution, my alma mater, which was walking distance from his home.

“But as a secondary school student, I was skipping classes and I left school at Form Five.

Traffic: A busy intersection on Argyll Road.

Still the same: A busy intersection on Argyll Road today.

“I was busy with the band, playing at parties and gigs until the early hours.

“Needless to say, I was not doing very well in school and by 1969, with the American soldiers coming to Penang in huge numbers as part of their rest and recreation from the Vietnam War, our band was kept busy,” he told this writer.

He was quoted in another news report that the band “learned a lot from the GIs.”

The soldiers, he said, would come up to them and say, in an African-American manner, “Gimme souul music!”

David said they did not know what these brothers of soul looked like back then, so the soldiers took them to a record shop and bought them albums and even took them shopping to dress up like them.

And so the signature Afro hairstyle that was to be a trademark of the band was born.

Argyll Road is today a predominantly Chinese area although it used to be referred by older Penangites as Benggali Lane due to the large number of North Indians living in the area.

Argyll Road was also one the training grounds of one of the greatest Malaysian badminton players – the late Datuk Eddy Choong, the All England champion.

David said, in an interview, that he used to sit for hours watching the badminton legend train in a makeshift badminton court at the alley off Argyll Road at night.

“Datuk Eddy and the other players, all of whom were already well established at that time, used the alley as their training ground.

“My neighbourhood friends and I watched them play for hours.

“There were no high technology gadgets in those days and watching them play was entertainment for us,” said David, who was then a primary school student.

One of the original Alleycats members – Tan Chin Hock – who played with the band for 25 years lived in nearby Hutton Lane, off Penang Road, where international shoe icon Datuk Jimmy Choo was brought up.

But one iconic symbol of Argyll Road, as far as many of the older Penangites are concerned, was the Fraser and Neave factory at 190, Argyll Road.

It had a glass panel where passers-by could see how our favourite orange or sarsi drinks were bottled.

During the 1960s, when many working-class Malaysians were struggling to make ends meet, soft drinks could only be ordered during festive seasons such as the Chinese New Year.

Hard as it may be for many Malaysians to understand, a bottle of soft drink was considered quite a luxury then for many poor Malaysians.

“I never forget that factory.

“As a child I was certainly fascinated and the F&N factory was an iconic building then,” recalled David.

But he himself has become a Malaysian icon.

David is symbolic of what Malaysian unity is about, singing his string of Malay hit songs, with his band of Indian and Chinese musicians.

And no one will ever be able to say “Terima Kasih” in his trademark style.

And even if we do not know the origin of the street name, and its earlier history, Argyll Road should be remembered as the place where one David Arumugam spent his entire growing-up years.

The magic of the Alleycats, powered by the distinct vocals of David, is that its music is able to reach out to our multi-ethnic society to touch the hearts of many Malaysians.

And it all began in the alleys of Argyll Road.

A lesson for politicians

Be a Nelson Mandela. It is better to leave behind a legacy, where real people will remember you in their hearts and minds forever.

THIS is not another long article about Nelson Mandela but a reminder to our politicians on how they want Malaysians to remember them when their time comes to meet the Creator.

More often than not, our politicians only think about winning the next general election or worse, the next party election.

Their political goals, which are, in most cases, purely selfish and personal, will never take them to greater heights. They simply lack the vision and cannot see the big picture.

Holding the nation together as one in a multiracial and multi-religious country is never easy but Mandela held the respect of the blacks, whites and the ethnically mixed people of his country. He also won the admiration of the world.

In short, many of our politicians will never be another Nelson Mandela if they continue to preach race, religion and divisive politics.

The world has moved on. The media, through the various platforms, have brought people closer than ever. Travelling has become easier, faster and cheaper. Malaysians can see for themselves the changes.

No one can hold back Malaysia. No politician can continue to preach hatred and believe that this is the best way to get elected.

The pettiness of some of our politicians, regardless of their political allegiance, has simply not fired up the imagination of Malaysians, especially the young.

From the recent debates in Parliament and the respective state assemblies, I doubt if anyone can name a single politician whom we think is our Malaysian Hope. The debates at party general assemblies are worse where those delegates who look at issues through racial lenses seem to score points, judging from the enthusiasm on the floor.

The Prime Minister, Datuk Seri Najib Tun Razak, initiated the 1Malaysia concept but since the general election, it appears to have taken a slide. It did not help that the Chinese did not support him in the polls, which has put the entire multiracial integration goal into a jam.

The communal-minded party leaders, unfortunately, are now reminding him to ditch whatever inclusive plans he has and to opt for a more Malay approach because the Malays are the ones who kept the ruling coalition in power. That is a fact, whether you like it or not.

The point is this. Malaysia is not about just one race but about all ethnic groups. In a general election, every vote counts. The battle to win hearts and minds does not begin three months before the polls, and granting cash allocations on the eve of the polls is not going to get anyone the votes once the people’s minds are made up.

Bashing any ethnic group instead of trying to convince them they would be better off with the winning side is political suicide, unless these politicians think they have invented a new political theory that deserves a case study.

If a customer refuses to buy your pro­duct, you have to find out why and work on improving it, especially if that person has been a long-time customer. It’s the same when the customer is angry. You have to find out why and work harder to improve the product.

We cannot scold the customers, in this case the voters, or worse, tell them we do not need them to buy our products because we already have enough customers.

The reality is, if we read our history books, which unfortunately many do not, political sentiments are never static, even among the Malays. It’s the same with the Chinese, who have changed sides many times. In a demo­cracy, that is hardly unusual and more so in a two-party system.

In any case, the point of having an election is to let the people choose. None of us can fault anyone for their choices.

And what has all these got to do with Mandela? Well, he came out of prison after 27 years and declared that he would never seek revenge against those who imprisoned him. One of his most famous quotes came from that moment: “As I walked out the door towards the gate that would lead to my freedom, I knew if I didn’t leave my bitterness and hatred behind, I’d still be in prison.”

Mandela didn’t blame anyone for what had taken place but instead he chose to move on.

He didn’t preach hatred and he certainly didn’t play the race card, which would have made him even more popular as South Africa is predominantly black.

He refused to be like Robert Mugabe, who chased off the whites to cover up his own incompetence and his authoritarian ways.

And when Mandela died, the whole world remembers him for what he stood for. We are sure no one will bring down statues of him as has happened in certain countries.

There’s really no point being a political leader if it’s just about winning hefty contracts and getting endless praises from mindless supporters, many of whom have their own interests.

It is better to leave behind a legacy, where real people will remember you in their hearts and minds forever.

Be a Nelson Mandela. Preach the politics of unity and moderation, please.

The Jimmy Choo connection

Not where  it all began: The Hong Kong Shoe Store at 177, Muntri Street.

Not where it all began: The Hong Kong Shoe Store at 177, Muntri Street.

THERE is still no street named in honour of one of Malaysia’s global brands, Datuk Jimmy Choo, but there is a road in Penang that bears special significance to this international icon – Muntri Street.

The only catch is that Penang has got it wrong.

Well-intentioned bloggers and writers have credited a little shop at the corner of Muntri Street and Leith Street as the place where Choo started out as an apprentice.

In fact, a steel-rod sculpture has been erected to mark Choo’s supposedly humble beginnings. The sculpture is based on the caricature of local cartoonist Baba Chuah.

In an interview with Choo, he told this writer that he did not begin his career at 177, Muntri Street which is the address of the Hong Kong Shoe Store.

“The confusion may have started when I spoke at a dinner and made references to many local shoemakers as my sifu or teachers.

PIX FOR SHARIE: Legendary shoe designer Datuk Jimmy Choo

International icon: Choo spent much of his childhood days in Muntri Street, Love Lane, Penang Road and Hutton Lane.

“If you are familiar with the Cantonese dialect, we often show our respect and admiration for these older master shoemakers with such salutations,” he said.

Choo revealed that it was his Hakka father who taught him the trade.

But Choo spent much of his childhood days in that area comprising Muntri Street, Love Lane, Penang Road and Hutton Lane.

“I grew up in Hutton Lane. I remember our family shifted home a few times but Hutton Lane was the last stop. My father, Choo Kee Yin, also had a shop in Penang Road, which is the main road,” he added.

It has been widely reported that Choo — or Choo Yeang Keat — made his first pair of shoes at the age of 11, with the help of his dad.

His Chinese name in Pin Yin is spelt Zhou Yang Jie, similar to former Chinese premier Zhou En Lai, Hong Kong actor Chow Yun-Fat and Taiwanese singer Jay Chou — but his name was misspelt on his birth certificate, which was common in the 1950s and 1960s.

(BRIEF CAPTION) View of Muntri Street,Georgetown,Penang. December, 11,2013. ZHAFARAN NASIB/The Star.

Colourful street: Modern-day Muntri Street in George Town, Penang.

From his humble beginnings in Penang, Choo eventually moved to London to pursue his studies. The rest, as they say, is history.

He graduated from Cordwainers Technical College in 1983, making himself one of the most famous alumnus. The college is now part of the London College of Fashion under the University of Arts, London.

I have had the fortune of having Choo as a friend and also guardian to my daughter, Su Qin, when she was studying in the UK.

Despite his busy schedule of travelling and attending many of his engagements, he always had time for my daughter and to see to her needs.

Choo, in fact, has never turned down any request for help from many Malaysians who visit London. That is his hallmark – being humble and helpful.

Both Choo and I were born in 1961. He studied at Shih Chung Primary School in Love Lane while I was schooled at St Xavier’s Institution, just down the road.

(BRIEF CAPTION) Muntri Mews at Muntri Street,Georgetown,Penang. December, 11,2013. ZHAFARAN NASIB/The Star.

Made-over building: Some of the old homes in Muntri Street have been turned into lovely boutique hotels, including the Muntri Mews (above).

Love Lane, Muntri Street and the surrounding streets were home to the humble working class, in contrast to the old days when the upper class, the politicians and rich Chinese merchants lived there.

There used to be horse stables in the homes of people who lived in Muntri Street while the powerful guilds and associations set up their premises there.

According to Khoo Su Nin in Streets of George Town, “there is a theory that Muntri Street was named after the famous Muntri of Larut, Ngah Ibrahim, the son of Long Jaafar.”

Long Jaffar was the chieftain in Larut (Taiping) who was authorised by the Sultan of Perak to govern Larut. As our history books were to record, Long Jaafar was implicated in the murder of the first British Resident in Perak, JWW Birch, and was sent into exile in the Seychelles in 1877.

Another theory, according to a history blog, is that Muntri actually referred to high-ranking colonial officials living in Leith Street and Muntri Street.

For me, Muntri Street was my school’s side entrance. During my time, there were students who managed to cut a small hole along the fence, allowing latecomers to squeeze into the school and also for those who needed to leave the school’s premises before the bell rang for dismissal!

But Muntri Street has plenty of history and heritage. Some of the old homes have been turned into lovely boutique hotels.

The famous one has to be the Muntri Mews which has been redone by renowned hotelier Christoper Ong.

During my childhood days, the row of former horse stables – which is part of the hotel now — were actually lived in by poor families!

Many of the amahs — live-in maids who wore black pants and white tops — used to be a common sight there. Mostly Cantonese, they migrated to Malaya in the 1930s to work in the homes of rich Chinese and Europeans.

Most never got to marry, sacrificing their youths, living a frugal live, remitting their earnings to their poor peasant families in China and most never returned home to reunite with their loved ones.

The Lam Wah Ee Hospital, founded in 1883, which is now located in Batu Lanchang Road, began along Muntri Street where it served the poor, especially those seeking Chinese medical treatment.

Then there were the many Cantonese-based associations, where kung fu and lion dance classes were conducted, bringing in much excitement as the students practised.

There is also the Ta Kam Hong, or Goldsmiths’ Association, founded in 1832, which is the oldest and largest association of goldsmiths in Malaysia, according to Khoo.

“The present guild temple was built in 1903 and dedicated to Wu Ching, the patron diety of goldsmiths,” she wrote.

The King Wan Association is also the first union of Chinese shopkeepers and clerical workers in Penang, which was founded
in 1923 to fight for non-working Sundays and better salaries,
Khoo added.

Muntri Street, located within the heritage area, has a passionate story of people who struggled in their lives. As the name of the road implies, some made it big and famous, while others had to toil, but it is rich with history, for sure.

But it is also time for the Penang state government to honour Jimmy Choo with a road named after him. There has been only one Jimmy Choo after over 50 years of independence, surely a huge icon Penang must be proud of.

Waking up to a good history lesson

History is interesting if we learn to live it, rather than just treat it as another examination subject.

IT’S a bit hard to swallow. Imagine you are a housing developer in an area like, say, Xian in China with its terracotta soldiers, or around Stonehenge with its ring of standing stones in Wiltshire, England, and you say you have no idea of their significance.

Can you believe anyone working or living in the area when they say they have no idea of these historical structures?

Take it to a Malaysian level. Here we have a Malaysian developer who wants to build houses in Lembah Bujang – known internationally as a historical area of archaeological significance – telling us exactly that.

The developer isn’t working in Jalan Alor or Jalan Petaling but is carrying out work in Malaysia’s largest archaeological discovery site.

And this is what Bandar Saujana Sdn Bhd project manager Saw Guan Keat said after his workers flattened a candi, one of the ancient structures on that site. The contractors subsequently removed and disposed of all the material that made up the structure.

“We had a site visit before land clearing started in September. We saw a stone structure (the candi). We did not know what it was,” he said.

This must be one of the most incredulous and outrageous statements of the year. And we thought that such statements could only come from our politicians.

According to Saw, they carried out a land search at the Kedah Land Office on Jan 14 this year before buying the eight lots of land from the previous owner, another housing developer.

“The search clearly stated that the land has no encumbrances. The company proceeded to buy the land in February. When we did another search at the Land Office on July 30, again we did not find any encumbrance,” he said.

In simple language, an encumbrance means any obstruction, impediment, hurdle or claim that stands in the way. In other words, legally speaking, there was nothing to prevent him from starting work on the area.

The company, he said, only knew it had demolished a candi after reading about it in news reports.

“If we had known the structure was a historical site, we would not have cleared it. Our company merely took over the project, which was approved back in 1994 or 1995.”

Saw lodged a report on the incident at the Merbok police station on Nov 29.

Well, that’s a bit late now as the damage has been done. But if it is possible for the candi to be rebuilt, using the same ancient materials, then it has to be done.

But the positive aspect of the demolition of the candi and the controversy it has sparked off is that even the most ignorant Malaysians are waking up for a good history lesson.

Located near Merbok, Kedah, between Gunung Jerai in the north and Muda River in the south, the Lembah Bujang area comprises ruins that date back more than 2,000 years ago. There are reportedly more than 50 ancient tomb temples, called candi, that have been unearthed so far.

It has been reported that in the area of Lembah Bujang known as Sungai Batu, excavation works have revealed remains of jetties, iron smelting sites, and a clay brick monument dating back to 110AD, making it the oldest man-made structure to be recorded in South-East Asia.

As one who studied Sejarah Melayu (Malay Annals) and history up to Form Six, and subsequently at Universiti Kebangsaan Malaysia, I have always had an interest in the period of Hindu-Buddhist influence in our country.

Reading the writings of Sabri Zain in his website, which has a section on the history of the Malay peninsula, we learn that when a Malay speaks a sentence of 10 words, five would be from Sanskrit, three from Arabic and the remaining of English, Persian, Chinese or other origins.

The words of foreign origin include guru (teacher), asmara (love), putera (prince), puteri (princess),syurga (heaven), samudra (ocean), belantara (ocean), kenchana (gold), sukma (soul) and even sambah(pray). So is the often-used term “bumiputera” for prince of the earth or “puasa” for fasting.

For the Chinese, many Taoists may not be aware that the famous deity, Guan Yin, isn’t of Chinese origin but of Indian origin, with her Sanskrit name Padma-pani, meaning “Born of the Lotus”. It is already well reported that the Goddess of Mercy was originally male.

History is interesting if we learn to live it, rather than just treat it as another examination subject.

History is not about dead people, ancient culture, races that disappeared, disregarded stone structures or dates that we have to commit to memory. Rather, it is about how these historical events have affected our daily lives. Without the past, there is no present and surely no future.

Of course, there are many people and regimes that seek to rewrite history to their advantage.

But those who seek to re-write history to suit a political agenda will learn soon enough that it will never work because the past has a way of creeping up on us.

Penang is home to many of Malaysia’s earliest English newspapers

Oldest church: Penang's first independent English newspaper, the Pinang Argus, was published from 1867 to 1873 and named after Argus Lane which was just behind the Cathedral of the Assumption (pictured).

Oldest church: Penang's first independent English newspaper, the Pinang Argus, was published from 1867 to 1873 and named after Argus Lane which was just behind the Cathedral of the Assumption (pictured).

PENANGITES are known to be outspoken, fiercely independent-minded, and highly liberal. It comes as no surprise that the state was where many non-governmental organisations had their origins, long before civil society became the fashionable political term it is today.

Penang is also where the country’s earliest newspapers were founded and has produced some of the most prominent activists and writers. As one of the earliest British settlements in the region, Penang has the distinction of producing the first English newspaper in the country.

According to historian Geoff Wade, the Prince of Wales Island Government Gazette published its first issue in 1806 and was published continually until the early 1830s.

“The period over which the newspaper was produced saw great change in Penang and more broadly in the peninsula, and The Gazette was one of the few public records of these changes. By providing a public medium for the exchange of information and ideas, the newspaper also brought new knowledge systems and new ways of knowing to a range of people within the society, albeit an elite, and thus must be seen as a major element in the introduction of modernity to the peninsula.

First issue: The Star launched its first issue on Sept 9, 1971.

“The contents of this journal, and the interests and concerns expressed, provide us with a valuable source for examining various phenomena of early 19th century Malaya and particularly the important entrepôt that was Penang.

“These range from the concerns of the East India Company administrators as seen through their public announcements and orders, the economic bases of the society observed through shipping news, price current lists and auctions of the revenue farms, and social clashes noted through the crime reports,” he wrote.

According to Boon Raymond, the Gazette was not a government publication but a private initiative led by one Andrew Burchet Bone or A.B. Bone.

“Mr Bone had been a printer in India and brought his skills to Penang where he began to utilise his Indian experience. Mr Bone was also engaged in a business partnership with a Mr Court, and their firm “Court and Bone” was one of the major auctioneers in Penang in the first decades of the 19th century, frequently advertising on the front page of the Prince of Wales Island Government Gazette, the name which the newspaper adopted on 7 June 1806.

“This title was subsequently shortened to Prince of Wales Island Gazette (PWIG) in October 1807.”

There were also other firsts – the state’s first independent English newspaper, The Pinang Argus, was published from 1867 to 1873. According to Khoo Su Nin’s Streets of Georgetown, it was at Argus House located at Argus Lane that the newspaper came into being, hence its name.

First editor: Choong was the founding editor of The Star when it opened its doors in 1971.

This was where the state’s earliest Eurasian Catholic settlement was set up.

Despite its historical significance, there are no indications of the building today.

Argus Lane is located off Love Lane near where the 160-year-old Cathedral of the Assumption, which is the oldest church in Penang, is located.

As a student of St Xavier’s Institution, I had spent much time in the area and would go often to the church to pray for divine intervention as I faced the many examinations which still give me the occasional nightmares in my adult life until now. Some of my Eurasian friends and school mates also lived at Argus Lane. Penang is truly the place where the printer’s ink flowed freely.

From 1806, when the Gazette came into being, right up to the 1970s, there were 27 English newspapers published, according to Boon.

They included the Pinang Register and Miscellany, Government Gazette of Prince of Wales’s Island, Singapore and Malacca, The Pinang Gazette, Daily Bulletin, Indo-Chinese Patriot, Eastern Courier, Malayan Ceylonese Chronicle and the Straits Echo.

First english paper: The Prince of Wales Island Gazette was first published in a house somewhere along Argus Lane in 1807.

First English paper: The Prince of Wales Island Gazette was first published in a house somewhere along Argus Lane in 1807.

Within walking distance from Argus Lane is 120, Armenian Street – the birthplace of the world’s oldest surviving Chinese newspaper, the Kwong Wah Yit Poh, since 1910.

The daily was founded on Dec 20, 1910 and masthead in use today was a calligraphy personally written by Dr Sun.

It was during his exile in Penang, as a Penang tourism website rightly puts it, “that history was shaped here – right in the humble rooms of this double-storey shop house where China’s first elected provisional president, Dr Sun Yat Sen held important meetings that helped change the face of China’s political and social structure.

“It was here — the Nanyang headquarters of the South-East Asia T’ung Meng Hui (a revolutionary party led by Dr Sun before China became a republic) that the great leader of the Chinese nationalist revolution held the momentous “Penang Meeting”.

“Held on the 12th day of the 10th lunar month in 1910, the meeting saw members of the T’ung Meng Hui planned the Canton Uprising in 1911 that eventually led to China becoming a republic in 1912.”

Any article on Penang newspapers would be incomplete without the mention of The Straits Echo, which was one of the oldest newspapers in Malaysia.

The Echo, which began in 1903, had a most illustrious history until it officially closed down in 1986.

First office: Members of a chingay team demonstrating their skill with the Star flag outside the newspaper’s offices in Weld Quay, Penang where the newspaper was launched in 1971.

Some of my colleagues actually cut their teeth in journalism at this newspaper, which was renamed The National Echo when it became a tabloid and went national in the early 1980s.

Even after going national, the fight between The Echo and The Star was in Penang, with both championing their Penang roots. There was no love lost between the two newspapers and one of the most interesting battles was to bring out their street editions first.

The early history of the newspapers in Penang has been well-documented by two of The Echo’s editors – Manocasothy Saravanamuttu in The Sara Saga and by George Bilainkin in Hail Penang! Both books are published by Areca Books. In her review, Kirsty Walker wrote that: “The Sara Saga and Hail Penang! are autobiographical accounts written by journalists who both served, at different times, as editor of the Penang-based newspaper – Straits Echo – during the 1920s, 1930s and 1940s.

“Through witty anecdotes, Manicasothy Saravanamuttu and George Bilainkin related their experiences and encounters in early 20th century Penang.

“As journalists, they were able to observe many of the key moments that shaped Malaysia’s history. Through their eyes, the reader gains access to the intimate workings of Penang’s interwar colonial society, the horrors of the Japanese occupation, and later, the rapid changes brought about by Malaysian independence.”

And of course, we have The Star, which was founded in Penang by KS Choong, which hit the streets on Sept 9, 1971, from its original seafront office in Weld Quay, it moved on to Pitt Street or Jalan Kapitan Keling where it grew from strength to strength to what it is today — the country’s biggest English daily.

According to a news report quoting then news editor K. Sugumaran, Sept 9 was the birthday of the founding editor Choong. Some of the biggest and best journalists in Malaysia who started in that tiny office in Weld Quay included Sugu, M. Menon, Khoo Kay Peng and Charles Chan.

Interestingly enough, Choong later went over to The Echo when it switched from broadsheet to tabloid to fight the paper he founded.

As a student of history and a history buff, I am glad that I am in a profession where I have a ringside seat to witness and record history as it happens. These are magical moments indeed.

One for all, all for one

Malaysia is what it is today because of the contributions of all races.

IT’S a mammoth task, really. Six months after the general election, the National Unity Consultative Council has finally been formed.

The council has been given six months to organise programmes that transcend race and religion aimed at bringing the nation together.

As the Prime Minister himself cautioned during the launch of the council last week, Malaysia is a “complex country”.

Like it or not, there are already plenty of cynics and sceptics out there who have predicted that the recommendations and findings of the council will end up gathering dust on the shelves, just like the work of other grand-sounding committees.

The fact is there is a huge distrust over the sincerity of our politicians, regardless of their affiliations, even as the country continues to be torn by contentious issues.

Rightly or wrongly, many of these divisive issues are caused by selfish politicians and narrow-minded religious personalities.

We cannot deny that the destructive ethnic and religious issues in Malaysia are linked to partisan politics. It is not incorrect to say that a lot of things continue to be seen through racial and religious lenses.

In the aftermath of the 2013 polls that saw a huge majority of non-Malays voting against the Barisan Nasional, there has been a strong resentment against the Chinese voters.

From calls to cut Chinese businessmen off government contracts to promoting bumiputeras first in government-linked companies, such perceived moves to punish the community will certainly not forge unity.

It will only encourage the communal-minded politicians to push their stance harder, resulting in the minority feeling alienated and with a sense that they do not have much of a future in this country.

PAS, which saw its strength eroded in the elections, has also stepped up the religious and racial game to win back the Malay voters. The Islamist party has made no secret of the direction it intends to take in its quest to win back lost ground.

The Chinese, on the other hand, have to learn and accept the reality that they will just be able to win about 45 Chinese-majority parliamentary seats out of the total 222. It doesn’t help that their own numbers, as a percentage of the overall population, continues to shrink.

They can fly back from overseas by the planeloads, thinking they can change history, but they can never change the government – unless the Malay majority wants it to happen.

Choosing to ignore the historical foundations and racial realities of this country isn’t going to help the majority Malays feel comfortable. Trying to build up any form of consensus, whether religious or political, is now much more difficult.

The 2013 polls revealed that the majority of Malays stuck with the Barisan. Ibrahim Suffian of the Merdeka Centre was quoted as saying that the majority of first-time Malay and young Malay voters gave their support to Barisan, suggesting that the Opposition has not done enough to convince young Malays that their future was secure with the Pakatan Rakyat coalition of PAS, PKR and DAP.

Ibrahim also noted that this segment is going to get larger in coming elections due to the higher birth rate among Malays.

Given the changing population profile, Malays will be an even larger chunk of new voters in future polls than the nearly two-thirds, or 64.17%, of new voters registered this year.

Race and religion, unfortunately, will play a major part in our lives and you can be sure that the politicians will continue to play up these issues.

It is sad that pluralism has become a politically-incorrect word in Malaysia today while the celebration of multi-culturalism is shunned.

The trend towards mono-ethnicity and mono-religion appears to become more entrenched as the country’s demography changes.

When race and religion are given priority over talent and qualifications, with meritocracy dismissed as another dirty word, then we are for sure heading in the wrong direction.

How do we then instil confidence on our young, idealistic and hopeful Malaysians that everyone has a place in this country? How do we tell them that they are denied places and positions because they are not the preferred race? The fact is that whether we are a majority or a minority, we are all citizens of this country.

For the unity council to be more authoritative, it should be given executive powers which will make it independent.

Politicians and bureaucrats must be seen to stay away from the council, which must prove itself credible to be able to win the trust of all segments of society. Prove the cynics wrong.

We wish the 27-member NUCC headed by Employees’ Provident Fund (EPF) chairman Tan Sri Samsudin Osman and his deputy, prominent social activist Tan Sri Lee Lam Thye, all the best. We want to see the council succeed.

It is good to see credible and moderate personalities like Datin Paduka Marina Mahathir, Datuk Saifuddin Abdullah, Tan Sri Ramon Navaratnam, Tan Sri Dr Michael Yeoh and Anas Zubedy being appointed into the committee.

A notable name that has been left out is Dr Chandra Muzaffar who had proposed the setting-up of such a council in 1984 and had outlined in detail this panel in 1987.

Let us not forget that Malaysia is what it is today because of the contributions of all the races.

The future of Malaysia will also be decided by all Malaysians.