"Have you (no)...when (now)... and where (don't know)". The Primary School Dilemma

Alvin will be five this year.  Months before the application for Primary 1 was opened, I've received a number of reminders from family members like "Have you seen if registration has started", "Are you going for xxx school" and "Don't take too long!".  I totally understand their concern, as nowadays, applications for primary school are to be done online during the year when the child turns 5, i.e. 2 years before the child starts Primary 1.

The page on the Ministry of Education's website for registration of Primary 1 pupils, 2018 and 2019 intakes. 

Information that need to be filled in
For first time users, it will be necessary to register for a username (your MyKAD number) and password.

When using the system for the first time, you will need to start by typing the MyKID number of the child who will be registered for Primary 1.  Almost all of his or her data will be instantly displayed, like birth certificate number and address.

A tip for parents/guardians who want to register their children: Apart from MyKID (for anyone who doesn't memorise his or her children's MyKID number) it's best to also have your children's Immunisation Book (or Buku Rekod Kesihatan Kanak-Kanak) with you when filling in the online form because there is a part that requests for the dates of all immunisations taken.  Also, please ensure that you have the MyKAD numbers of the main two caretakers, e.g. both parents or others, ready.

Five years down the line
I am not sure how other parents feel when their children are finally old enough to be enrolled for formal education - are they happy, excited and so on?

While I am grateful that Alvin has gone a long way from being a 1.16 kg preterm baby to a preschooler today, there are uncertainties as to how well he will be able to cope with large classroom + numerous subjects + banyak homework... all the things that SJKC pupils go through.

Why be concerned, and why SJKC?
If it's a child whose milestones and behaviours are just like the typical majority, I wouldn't be as concerned.  As discussed in an earlier post, I do not care so much about the type of school that a child enrols into, and am open to the idea of putting my children in a school that uses a different medium of instruction from mine in the past.

Why a particular SJKC?  Distance-wise, it's the nearest from home and hence not to worry about transportation. While I am open to the idea, I am not sure if it will be the best for Alvin.  Hmm... I don't have much say in this matter because among everyone at home with my family-in-law, I am the only one who is not Chinese-educated, and I am quite afraid to introduce an alien idea that may cause discomfort to others, unless it genuinely cannot be helped.

What are the challenges?  These are foreseen when it involves a child whose development in language is not the same as the majority, which is not just language delay and late-talking. Right now, I still do not know if Alvin will be able to catch up 3 languages in SJKC, a challenge not only to anyone with language problem, but also many other children.

The readiness factor: Is Alvin ready to write, write and write?  It's imminent when you study Chinese because practise is the only way to master writing Chinese words. Apart from that, Chinese schools also place great emphasis on practice/homework in other subjects esp. mathematics.

What about SK?  Family factor aside, one main concern is the fact that Alvin has no exposure in Malay language right now, and I do not know the best method to get him to intensively pick up Malay without stressing him up.  I don't want him to lose interest in school solely because of communication barrier in SK.

Today isn't like yesterday:  Although I survived SK not knowing how to speak Malay in the beginning, the phenomena may differ now.  For e.g. Primary 1 stuff today look like Primary 3 stuff to me, and I wonder whether children nowadays are indeed so advanced compared to us in the past?

BM question for Primary 6 that went viral on social media last year.  BM papers for UPSR in the 90s were nowhere near to this level, gone are the days when they only comprised "Soalan-soalan Objektif" for "Pamahaman" and a written paper for "Penulisan".  

Languages of survival: In Malaysia, knowing only the Chinese language is not sufficient to live independently. We need to master Malay (a lot, like in secondary school where all subjects are taught in Malay, and when having government-related transactions), and then English. The only hope now is to see if Alvin will progressively outgrow his current obstacle later on with the help of speech therapy now.

Keep an open mind:  In any event, if there's a need to change school later on, we can still do it despite having enrolled into a school now.  Let's get some expert's advice later and k.i.v. for a Plan B or C.

An eye-opening evening
Staying in a Chinese majority area, 99.99% of pupils from Alvin's kindergarten enrol in SJKC. Naturally, his kindergarten starts preparing its pupils for it.

Although the number of homework is very little - mostly writing alphabets and easy Chinese characters on dotted lines, and can be completed in 10 minutes with guidance (but smarter ones don't need any guidance), homework is still homework, and this is where parental role comes into play.

Five minutes on, Alvin got bored.  No problem, let's play some songs and continue when we're both happy. Unfortunately, halfway through, I was caught surprised by the knock on the door of the homework-cum-sleep room.   Oops, it's Alvin's grandmother, my mom-in-law... "He got no homework is it?".  "Yes, he had, we did for 10 minutes and I decided to stop because he's done enough".  Got 10 minutes eh?  :p  

Are folks at home shocked by this easygoing approach?  As I did not have homework from Primary 1 to 3, it didn't come naturally to me to check the Alvin's books everyday because I didn't expect any homework.  Wah...  if Alvin really goes to a Chinese national-type school, then I must change and be more interested in homework.

Folks may or may not agree with me on this - while I agree to some extend that it's good to groom children to be responsible with their academics from young so that it becomes a habit, I still am not keen to take it too heavily at his present age.

Conclusion
Alvin's application for primary school is almost done, except for a few boxes I couldn't fill in. Fingers-crossed, I don't know what to expect after this.

All I want is a school that's convenient in terms of transportation and location, one that is suitable for Alvin to learn, with teachers who are compassionate enough to understand his current shortcomings that we're working on to improve.  Alvin Boleh!!

Movie from Yesteryear: "Departures"

Watching films is one of the most popular hobbies among many folks.  At home, although the screen is on daily, due to various unavoidable reasons, I only get to sit down to watch anything perhaps once or twice in a year. So when I finally settle to watch one for just once in a blue moon, the choice of film would either be a movie of suspense, or one that's emotionally-touching..... never waste that precious opportunity... yeah!

Movie of the day: Departures (Okuribito - or the "person who sends off")
This is no longer a new movie, as it was first aired in 2008.  The story line of this multiple awards-winning movie is generally predictable, but the scenes are touching.  Subtle elements of humour are present throughout the movie, something which is not very common in Japanese films.

Please forgive me for not summarising the plot of the movie in my own words, but the following is a concise write-up, 99.9% from Wikipedia, that put everything neatly in a nutshell:

Daigo Kobayashi (Masahiro Motoki) loses his job as a cellist when his orchestra is disbanded. He and his wife Mika (Ryōko Hirosue) move from Tokyo to his hometown in Yamagata, where they live in his childhood home that was left to him when his mother died two years earlier. It is fronted by a coffee shop that Daigo's father had operated before he ran off with a waitress when Daigo was six; since then the two have had no contact. Daigo feels hatred towards his father and guilt for not taking better care of his mother. He still keeps a "letter-stone"—a stone which is said to convey meaning through its texture—which his father had given him many years before.

Daigo finds an advertisement for a job "assisting departures". Assuming it to be a job in a travel agency, he goes to the interview at the NK Agent office and learns from the secretary, Yuriko Kamimura (Kimiko Yo), that he will be preparing bodies for cremation in a ceremony known as encoffinment (so NK is short form for nou kan or encoffinment). Though reluctant, Daigo is hired on the spot and receives a cash advance from his new boss, Sasaki (Tsutomu Yamazaki). Daigo is furtive about his duties and hides the true nature of the job from Mika.

   

His first assignment is to assist with the encoffinment of a woman who died at home and remained undiscovered for two weeks. He is beset with nausea and later humiliated when strangers on a bus detect an unsavoury scent on him. To clean himself, he visits a public bath which he had frequented as a child. It is owned by Tsuyako Yamashita (Kazuko Yoshiyuki), the mother of one of Daigo's former classmates.

Over time, Daigo becomes comfortable with his profession as he completes a number of assignments and experiences the gratitude of the families of the deceased. Though he faces social ostracism, Daigo refuses to quit, even after Mika discovers a training DVD in which he plays a corpse and leaves him to return to her parents' home in Tokyo. Daigo's former classmate Yamashita (Tetta Sugimoto) insists that the mortician find a more respectable line of work and, until then, avoids him and his family.

After a few months, Mika returns and announces that she is pregnant. She expresses hope that Daigo will find a job of which their child can be proud. During the ensuing argument, Daigo receives a call for an encoffinment for Mrs Yamashita. Daigo prepares her body in front of both the Yamashita family and Mika, who had known the public bath owner (picture below). The ritual earns him the respect of all present, and Mika stops insisting that Daigo change jobs.

Sometime later, they learn of the death of Daigo's father. 

A reluctant Daigo goes with Mika to another village to see the body. Daigo is at first unable to recognize him, but takes offence when local funeral workers are careless with the body. He insists on dressing it himself, and while doing so finds a stone-letter which he had given to his father, held tight in the dead man's hands.  The childhood memory of his father's face returns to him, and after he finishes the ceremony, Daigo gently presses the stone-letter to Mika's pregnant belly.

Conclusion

Apart from various scenes of Daigo at work handling various clients, all which looked alright without any gross element in order to ensure that the scenes appear pleasant for viewers of all categories, the story line also includes a number of situations that occur in reality.  

Daigo's clients comprised a variety of emotional characters and background, ranging from sadness, families who quarreled and blamed each other for the deceased's departure to the very last face-to-face moments with the deceased, families who cheerfully sent off their departed loved ones despite the heavy-hearted farewell, and family members who finally accepted a deceased as who he really was after years of denial.

Another realistic scene portrayed in the movie was how some mothers like to compare their own children with another.  For instance, the scene where the public bath house owner Mrs Yamashita praised Daigo for having a good job as a musician in Tokyo and expressed how she wished her son, who happens to be Daigo's ex-classmate and works as a public servant at the small town was as talented as Daigo - right in front of her son.

Relating the movie to the reality, in summary, the overall East Asian culture (e.g. Japanese and Chinese) still frown upon certain jobs related to handling departure from the world.  However, despite the taboo, professions related to managing departure (for instance the Chinese) are generating good income nowadays, very business-like and competitive.

National School vs. National-Type Chinese School + My School Experience

As the children grow older, one of the frequently-asked-questions (FAQ) from surrounding folks was "Which school are you going to enroll your child in?".

Introduction

As salaryman and salarywoman i.e. folks who work for employers, our long-term viable options thus do not include private and international schools.  Instead, it's either going to be a fully-government school or a government-funded school.

My husband and I are from a different educational background, although both of us sat for the SPM examination in the final year of our secondary school (or high school).  He started his education at a national-type Chinese school, or SJK(C), while I started my primary education at a missionary-owned school that receives partial government-funding, but is otherwise known as national school, or Sekolah Kebangsaan (SK).

Fast forward to the present

From my observation when I happen to walk or drive past primary schools nowadays, at least the ones near my place, I see an obvious racial segregation among the schools.  

(1) SJK(C) - Predominantly Chinese pupils, with a small number of Malay and Indian pupils.

(2) SK - Predominantly Malay pupils, with a small number of Indian pupils.  I did not see any Chinese pupil.

Is it true that the ones from my generation are really gone?  What are the factors that lead to the current trend in relation to the type of school vs. racial background?

This or that, which is better?

Despite various debates as to the pros and cons of each type of school, upon gathering as much as input possible, I still do not know which is better - SJK(C) or SK?  

Although I've heard an equal number of good and not-so-good stories about SJK(C),  it's certainly unfair for me to make any comments for I have never been there myself.  Among the main comments that I've heard from various folks are high amount of homework and high level of stress.  But who am I to judge if the pressure exerted in school, if it's true, is really unbearable?

The Chinese school dilemma

There have been a number of successful people whose alma mater are SJK(C).  But at the same time, there are some who did not get through SPM  due to problems with Bahasa Malaysia, which is the medium of instruction for all national secondary schools and is a compulsory SPM subject to pass.   Therefore it's highly-subjective, what works well for one may not work for another.

My early experience as a "murid sekolah kebangsaan"

For SK, here's sharing some personal experience on the early days of my life as a pupil of SK back in the 90's.  I'll share not only the language aspect, but also all things related to the ups and downs that I went through in Primary 1.

(1) Prior to beginning my formal education, as a child, I could understand a bit of Malay language (Bahasa Malaysia or BM).  I can faintly recall having mingled with a few Malay girls slightly older than me who lived near my mother's work quarters at Kg. Sg. Terap, Batu Gajah for 5 years.  By the time I was 6, I've moved to another area.  However, as I've never really spoke BM prior to starting school, my command of BM then was only limited to listening and not speaking.  

(2) Back in the 90's, there's a good mix of pupils of all racial backgrounds at my school.  That's the true Malaysia - diversity!  There's also where we learnt about each other's cultures from a young age.

(3) One of the first things taught by my good form teacher Puan Nor Aini was how to seek the teacher's permission to go to the toilet.

(4) We spent almost the entire year polishing our alphabets and suku kata, which is the foundation to read and spell in BM.

(5) English was taught beginning from the second semester of Primary 1.

(6) Primary 1 back then comprised a light blend of subjects - BM, English, Mathematics, Music and Physical Education.  And Islamic Education for Muslim pupils and Moral Education for non-Muslim pupils.  The aim was to create a strong foundation before moving to higher levels.  It's a drastic contrast from schools nowadays where pupils are loaded with heavy-going content of subjects right from primary 1.

(7) Language and Self-Defence: During the early months, apart from what's taught by my teachers, I could not speak more.  The down side was being unable to defend myself in certain situations.  The following is not a grudge statement, but purely to share a true experience.

My mom used to stock my pencil case full of pencils for fear that I wouldn't have enough to use in class.  A classmate who sat near me lost a few of her pencils, that also happened to be the same brand as mine... during the heydays of the red-bodied Staedtler Atlas HB pencils.  

When being asked by my teacher whether I had taken my classmate's pencils, I said "tak ada" (no) but could not explain the reason I had so many was because my mom had packed that amount for me to school.  

Unfortunately, with my silence + circumstantial evidence i.e. I was having so many pencils while my classmate's were lost, I was wrongfully-scolded for taking things that didn't belong to me.

(8) The reasons my parents chose to put me in Sekolah Kebangsaan:

-  Both of them came from English schools and thus SK sounded less strange to them compared to SJK(C).

- My dad feared if I could not catch up in BM and English if I go to SJK(C), and the consequences that follow.

- My mom had an initial idea of putting me in SJK(C) because she understood the challenges of being a non-Chinese-reading Chinese and did not want me to go through the same.  But she gave up the idea later upon considering my dad's view.

- My parents also had concerns of them not being able to teach me how to do my homework in Chinese.  But it turned out that I've never sought their help for homework anyway.

The good 6 years in SK and my limitations

If you were to ask me whether I think my parents had made a right choice by enrolling me in SK, or if I regret their choices, well, here goes:

(1) I'm grateful for the good guidance and care provided by all my teachers from Primary 1 to 6.  

(2) Although my primary school teachers were predominantly Malays, I had neither been discriminated against nor received unfair treatment.

(3) SK is a good place to learn BM due to the vast opportunity to speak in the language.

(4) When it comes to work life, I'm thankful that with my school background, I feel comfortable working in places where the majority of my colleagues are Malays.  Likewise in friendship.

(5) Incidentally, despite the above, most of my Chinese friends from SJK(C) are alright as well.  For instance, my housemates and a few of my Mandarin-speaking classmates at Sedaya (now called UCSI) had been very understanding when I could not speak Mandarin  to them in the beginning.  Thanks to being with them for a year, plus a few more years with some friends from China, I managed to learn sufficient Mandarin to speak it almost daily nowadays.

(6) But I have a limit in relation to what I can read.  I heard that Chinese newspapers have lots of juicy news and articles, and wish I can read them too.

(7) I noticed that many SJK(C) pupils are very good at mathematics.  Although I do not know exactly why, I suspect it's due to the high amount of homework, something akin to practice makes perfect.  Anyway, being not a very studious person, I don't think I would have made a good SJK(C) pupil because I actually dislike homework.

Conclusion

SJK(C) vs. SK, both have their respective pros and cons.  It's also not easy to ascertain whether a child will be better off in which type of school.

As for Alvin, it's still a long way before I know for sure what school is suitable for him.  A recap:

As a former very premature baby, Alvin is physically alright on the whole.  However, he is at higher risks of developmental delays and other disorders compared to his peers who were born at the right time.  Despite his intelligence in some areas, he has delays in language (started to talk at the age of 4 this year - prior to this he was silent, with some mistakes between "you" and "I") and fine motor (task requires the usage of pencil is still a challenge for him).

What if?

If Alvin were to go to SJK(C) like 99.9% of his peers from his kindergarten, will he be on par in terms of language before Primary 1 so that he can cope with learning multiple languages simultaneously, especially without significantly jeopardising BM?  Unless one is prepared to migrate, the national language is undeniably crucial.  Walk into any government department, e.g. to renew an IC or to get treatment at a government hospital, knowledge of BM is very important to get around in Malaysia.  

In terms of fine motor delay, just in case if improvement is not up to the desired level, imagine the nightmare of having many pages of Chinese-writing homework on a daily basis. This is because repeated writing is the only way to learn how to write Chinese words.  Dr. Raja once mentioned that at the moment, SJK(C) may be a bit overwhelming for Alvin due to the amount of subjects and homework.

If Alvin were to go to SK...  Although you may tell me that he's my child and therefore I shouldn't be bothered so much by others' opinion, I also do not want to be conveniently blamed for depriving my child of a chance to learn Chinese language properly, or for any unforeseen problem that Alvin may face in SK.

Just like how my parents found themselves more comfortable with SK due to their own background, I believe my husband and my parents-in-law will be more comfortable with SJK(C) because they've been there and hence they know what to expect. 

Apart from a few words learnt from kindergarten such as "nasi", "telur", "hujan", etc,  If Alvin were to attend SK, his command of BM will be considered very low compared to the majority in class who are expected to be native speakers.  And recalling my unpleasant experience of being a defenseless primary 1 pupil, I won't be surprised if Alvin will go through it.  As trivia as it may look, it was a huge heartache for me as a child back then.

The wishlist

Sometimes I wish I have, say 6 months of exclusive break where I can teach Alvin basic BM before school-going age.  To brush up his alphabets, suku kata and important vocabulary just like what I was taught in school.  So that just in case if Alvin is indeed better-suited for SK, he will not be badly-behind and suffer from not being able to speak up.

But if Alvin somehow gets through all his current challenges, I won't have any reservation about him attending SJK(C) although I may at first wonder what's it like.

How do other parents balance between themselves and their children's school and leisure?  I also wonder what are the important criteria that parents take into account in deciding what school to send their children to.

Cherengin Hills Convention & Spa Resort, Janda Baik, Pahang

Introduction 
The Cherengin Hills Convention & Spa Resort is strategically-located within beautiful tropical surroundings in the heart of Janda Baik in Bentong, Pahang.  The opportunity to be there was due to a work-related event recently.

Getting there
The road to Janda Baik is hilly and steep, and not to mention the magnificent panorama that comes together with it.  I wish I could take a few snaps of the view, but as I felt slightly dizzy on the way uphill, I tried to relax and refrained from activities that require focusing, such as taking photographs. The hill journey felt long, but in reality it's only very short.

Road transport to Janda Baik takes roughly one hour from KL via Lebuhraya Pantai Timur (LPT) or the east coast expressway, depending on which part of KL as well as the city's traffic condition. Meanwhile, the journey from the Cherengin Hills resort back to PTJ took approximately 1 hour and 30 minutes on that Sunday evening.

 Front building of the Cherengin Hills Convention & Spa Resort

At the lobby, facing the one of the blocks that houses the convention rooms 

 The open-air lounge at the lobby... it's cozy but I dare not sit too long as the plush sofa made me feel like falling asleep

The swimming pools 

A dip in the pool

For many children and even adults, one of the most attractive parts of any hotel or resort would be the swimming pools.  I do not know exactly the depth of each pool, but based on personal estimation - water level up to my neck, the adult's pool must be at least 1.4 meter deep.  

The pools are normally filled with people in the mid-morning between 9 am to 12 noon.  Size-wise, I think that both pools are huge enough for the size of the resort.  Unlike most swimming pools elsewhere that have strong chlorine smell, the ones here don't.  Instead, the water is salty like sea water.  The floor of the pool may feel slippery for some, so for non-swimmers like me who merely depend on walking to survive in the pool, please walk carefully.  

Speaking of the pools, we had some activities there.  There's a trust-related game where group members are to catch an individual member who's supposed to dive backward into the pool (taking turn, one by one) , ensuring that this person does not get into the water.  A number of us fell into the water to a small extent.  

Morning view from one side of the room on the 2nd floor

Inside the room.  This one belongs to the smallest category of room called Superior Room.  Larger rooms are available and recommended for families.

The room and facilities

Each room has individual air-conditioning units, so guests are free to adjust the temperature according to their preferences.  One of the window panels can be opened if you like some fresh air to flow in or just to take a nice view of the scenery.  The room was clean too.

Basic toiletries such as shampoo, body wash, soap, shower cap and sanitary bag are provided in the room.  Two pieces of towel and a piece of floor towel are in as well.  More stuff are provided for Deluxe Rooms and above.  A few units of irons and ironing boards are placed outside the rooms. Free wi-fi services are available at the lobby and convention rooms.

Afternoon view from the center of the room window

Dream Valley, which is basically a farm and mini zoo with many rabbits and a few other small animals 

One of the rabbits at Dream Valley.  The rabbits are surprisingly not afraid of people.

Gelugor Garden Cafe past dinner time.  It's an open-air coffee house.

The coffee house

Gelugor Garden Cafe serves buffet meals.  A la carte meals either at the Cafe or for room service are available on request.  Most of the dishes served are local cuisines with a bit of western servings. Tastiness is subjective, but overall, I was happy with most of the food served. Gotta take care not to over-eat, so portion control is very important.  

Cat at the cafe

View of Kampung Cherengin from the resort 

Spa of greenery

One of the questions that came into picture upon touring around the resort was that  "Is there a spa?"  Despite "Spa" being part of the name Cherengin Hills Convention & Spa Resort, there isn't one there. However, the tranquil surrounding should be as good as a spa in providing relaxation to its guests.

Conclusion
The check-in and check-out processes were efficient as they're quite fast.  The staff whom I've encountered so far were polite and helpful.

Climate-wise, Janda Baik is not as cold as Genting Highlands but it's cooler than the ordinary low land.  Phone line reception is good on the hill.  The Cherengin Hills resort is a good place for team building programmes and physical activities, or simply for a short and relaxing break at a village within a lush greenery.  It's ideal for folks who prefer quiet holidays away from shopping malls, busy streets and concrete jungles.

If you were to ask me whether I'll return to Cherengin or any other part of Janda Baik, well it depends mainly on one factor.  Initially, I was skeptical if I would enjoy it because I had an idea there isn't much to see other than tropical rain forest.  But once I was there, I soon fell in love with the place.  One thing for sure, if I were to make a future visit, I should get some Novomin first in order not to risk having a rough trip uphill and down.

Baby Misya Ariana

A delightful news came with the recent arrival of a cute niece called Puteri Misya Ariana Yap, whom my brother (the dad) sometimes calls Miss Yap.  She is petite, but very loud.

Ariana, the only girl among her immediate cousins comprising all boys as of now, was born in Hospital Serdang on a Thursday evening.  Her delivery was induced as her mom i.e. my sister-in-law Ira started developing PE at around 38 weeks (baby’s already term). 

Thankfully, Mommy Ira is getting better now.  However, little Ariana was admitted into the NICU on Day 4 due to jaundice. 

Close to a year after Ian and Ira’s marriage, I was also finally able to personally meet Ira’s sister, youngest brother and 2 year old nephew for the first time.  It was nice, but at the same time I felt a little bad because of the long duration taken to do so due to time constrain.  

Congratulations to both new parents.  To Ariana, welcome to the world and may you grow up happy, healthy and be a good person all-round.