Fingers Are Not Multilingual

Strange as it may sound, I just realised that my fingers understand English better than Bahasa Malaysia.

Just now, I tried to resuscistate my Bahasa Malaysia blog after leaving it to gather dusts for eons. I realised something as I was typing the post, MY FINGER DON'T UNDERSTAND BAHASA MALAYSIA!!!

It took me basically half an hour to type a paragraph which would have taken me not more than ten minutes to type the same length in English!! And that is not including the errors and rectifications. Probably it is due to the words in English that I am so used to that to be typing in another language, the fingers are sort of lost because the words probably uses lesser certain alphabet while increases the uses of others seldom used in English instead. The flow and the speed is just not there. With English, I can think and type, with Bahasa Malaysia, it seemed that I either think or I either type, hahaha.

On another note, I just came back from Melaka, my home state, a few minutes ago. Melaka is like 2 hours to the south of Selangor and while there, I stopped at one of the stall that sell "kuih udang" or in English, I guess I can call it "prawn fritters". I remembered having this particular stall's kuih udang when I was much younger and the taste brought back some old joys, relishing and savouring the sinful food, albeit a tasteful one at that. It has been ages since I have tasted this particular stall's kuih udang and it still taste as good. Some things never change huh? Except the price and the portion of course.

Lah, apa nak cerita lagi ni?

Dah lama tak cerita kat sini. Nampak sangat sawang-sawang bermaharajalela di sini. Meh "ann" sapukan....

Tahu ke apa bendanya "ann" itu? Loghat orang Melaka, kawasan Alor Gajah, "ann" = saya. Dah lama dah tak pakai perkataan itu. Dulu masa sekolah rendah, ada jugak pakai sekali sekala. Tapi, biasanya pakai "kita" lah, kakaka.

Nak dijadikan cerita, masa kecik kecik dulu, kawan-kawan Melayu memang lah ramai. Apa tidaknya, satu kelas 30 orang, saya lah seorang yang bukan Melayu. Sekolah kebangsaan lah katakan. Tapi, sepanjang enam tahun sekolah rendah, tak pernah saya rasa janggal ke, tersisih ke. Saya sendiri pun tak perasaan yang saya "sepatutnya" berbeza. Kawan-kawan sekolah pun sama, kami semua betul-betul buta warna. Zaman kanak-kanak betul-betul suci, bersih, tak ada syak wasangka.

Saya betul-betul tidak faham mengapa keadaan sekarang ini amat berbeza? Mungkin sebab sekarang ini, pihak berkuasa lebih memberi perhatian kepada perbezaan daripada menekankan persamaan. Kalau sudah didoktrinkan perbezaan dari kecil, alamatnya, bila dewasa, mulalah ada prasangka yang tidak patut. Juga, kalau sudah lama didoktrinkan, maka perkara salah juga akan dianggap betul.

Semangat bertolak-ansur, budi pekerti yang mulia, sopan-santun, semua ini saya rasa sudah tidak disemaikan kepada generasi muda dari bangku sekolah. Seingat saya, semasa kanak-kanak dahulu, cikgu-cikgu akan sentiasa menasihati murid-muridnya agar berkelakuan baik, menjaga budi pekerti dan sentiasa memberi contoh-contoh pelajar-pelajar yang patut dicontohi. Saya rasa, benda sebegini telah tidak lagi diajar di sekolah. Jika semua hanya bergantung kepada buku teks, makanya, pelajaran yang diterima langsung tidak lagi mempunyai hubungkait dengan kehidupan yang sebenarnya.