Rudyard Kipling"
āWhen you're left wounded on Afganistan's plains and
the women come out to cut up what remains, Just roll to your rifle
and blow out your brains,
And go to your God like a soldierā
General Douglas MacArthur"
āWe are not retreating. We are advancing in another direction.ā
āIt is fatal to enter any war without the will to win it.ā āOld soldiers never die; they just fade away.
āThe soldier, above all other people, prays for peace, for he must suffer and be the deepest wounds and scars of war.ā
āMay God have mercy upon my enemies, because I won't .ā āThe object of war is not to die for your country but to make the other bastard die for his.
āNobody ever defended, there is only attack and attack and attack some more.
āIt is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.
The Soldier stood and faced God
Which must always come to pass
He hoped his shoes were shining
Just as bright as his brass
"Step forward you Soldier,
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To My Church have you been true?"
"No, Lord, I guess I ain't
Because those of us who carry guns
Can't always be a saint."
I've had to work on Sundays
And at times my talk was tough,
And sometimes I've been violent,
Because the world is awfully rough.
But, I never took a penny
That wasn't mine to keep.
Though I worked a lot of overtime
When the bills got just too steep,
The Soldier squared his shoulders and said
And I never passed a cry for help
Though at times I shook with fear,
And sometimes, God forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.
I know I don't deserve a place
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around
Except to calm their fears.
If you've a place for me here,
Lord, It needn't be so grand,
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don't, I'll understand."
There was silence all around the throne
Where the saints had often trod
As the Soldier waited quietly,
For the judgment of his God.
"Step forward now, you Soldier,
You've borne your burden well.
Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in Hell."
Segregation: Why vernacular schools get blamed? By Ooi Kok Hin
Wednesday, March 13, 2024
Malaysiakini : That schools can be such a politically divided issue should be
unsurprising to Malaysians considering we are a nation that has torn its
head apart on education matters since the beginning.
Remember the
Barnes Report, Fenn-Wu Report, and Razak Report in our history
textbooks? The question of - or tension about - parallel school systems
has never been settled in our 60-plus years of independence.
Just recently, several NGOs sought the courts to ban Chinese and Tamil vernacular schools. They lost.
For
all their faults (e.g. strict regimentation and rote learning),
vernacular schools are at least publicly open for anyone to enrol.
The same cannot be said of state-funded boarding schools (SBP)
(bumiputera-only) and Mara Junior Science Colleges (MRSM) (90 percent
bumiputera and 10 percent non-bumiputera quota).
Will those who call for the closure of vernacular schools do the same for SBP and MRSM to be āintegratedā?
In
fact, there are Chinese vernacular schools which have Malay students as
a majority - is there any MRSM or SBP that is non-bumiputera majority?
How about matriculation (90 percent bumiputera, 10 percent non-bumiputera) and Universiti Teknologi Mara (UiTM)?
Critics
often deflect the UiTM example because, the argument goes, many other
public universities are open for minority groups and only one university
(UiTM) is reserved for bumiputera.
Data
tell us why the comparison is not apt: UiTM is not equivalent to any
one university - it has one main campus and over 30 satellite campuses
with student enrolment which is five times the number of Universiti
Malaya students.
Put together the total number of students in
bumiputera-only education institutions (primary, secondary, and tertiary
education combined) and the total number of students in Chinese and
Tamil vernacular schools (plus Universiti Tunku Abdul Rahman maybe, even
though their enrolment is open for all), do we not see the mutual
culpability of segregation?
Put it another way in Malaysiaās
context: is segregation only a problem when minorities do it? Is
segregation not a problem when the state sponsors it?
Diversity
remains a challenge not only for vernacular schools and national
schools, but also SBPs and MRSMs, which are fully or partially funded by
the public.
The countryās first Orang Asli MP Ramli Mohd Nor, who is also the deputy speaker of the Dewan Rakyat, shared his dismay
at their share of enrolment in MRSM and appealed to the delegates at
the 2024 Bumiputera Economic Congress that there should be at least one
percent allocation given to Orang Asli to pursue studies in MRSM.
In
fact, this whole bumiputera concept needs unpacking, or deconstruction.
An interesting component is how the state āguardsā the boundary of
ābumiputera-nessā.
Consider
the Indian-Muslim community. I once got into trouble with right-wing
trolls for tweeting that within one generation of her parents migrating
to the US, Kamala Harris rose to become the countryās vice president
whereas multiple generations of the Indian-Muslim community have long
assimilated in this country but could not enrol into UiTM because they
are not recognised as bumiputeras.
To my surprise, a former
schoolmate (an Indian-Muslim himself) who has not been in touch for a
long while contacted me afterwards saying the tweet was being widely
shared among his community and family Whatsapp groups, who resonated
with being discriminated against despite having assimilated.
Former
prime minister Najib Abdul Razak tried to include Indian Muslims into
the bumiputera category but he reversed gears after receiving backlash
from conservatives.
Some Indian Muslims have enrolled in MRSM or
matriculation, either as part of the 10 percent non-bumiputera quota or
granted individual exceptions, but as a bloc, the community has yet to
attain bumiputera privileges.
As the community lies in between the
(vague) boundary of bumiputera-ness and non-bumiputera-ness, will they
appeal to be included in the bumiputera group, or identify in solidarity
with all those who are left out of that group?
Deciphering the bumiputera concept
This
political calculus-ness of the bumiputera identification goes back to
the origin of its usage in policymaking. Bumiputera-ness is not legally
or constitutionally defined.
The concept of bumiputera is a
political construction requiring only government directives for policy
change to alter which group(s) to include and exclude in the
ābumiputeraā category.
According to the late Khoo Kay Kim, the
term ābumiputeraā was created in 1963 to refer to the natives of Sabah,
Sarawak, and Malaya.
The term took a concrete policy form when the New Economic Policy (NEP) was launched in 1971.
It
was a politically savvy move by the Razak administration to court Sabah
and Sarawak natives (whose leadership had previously joined forces with
Lee Kuan Yew at the Malaysia Solidarity Convention in 1965) to side
with the Malay political leadership under the broader ābumiputeraā
umbrella group rather than with the other minority groups in a
Malay-dominant political structure.
If one day the Indian-Muslim
community finally gains the bumiputera recognition they have been
championing for decades, they would gain access to the SBPs, MRSMs, and
UiTM - the bumiputera elite schools.
However, that would mean people like me and my friend would not have met each other at a national school.
During
the late 1990s, almost all my cousins attended Chinese vernacular
schools but because there was a newly opened school near our home, my
father decided to send me to an ordinary, national primary school.
That
decision, borne out of convenience, had a significant impact on my life
trajectory and circle of friends. Multiracialism has always been a fact
of life in my upbringing, whether in our Indian-majority flat,
Malay-majority school, or Chinese relatives.
When I got into
matriculation, some new friends looked at me strangely. It was not
hostility in their eyes but curiosity and near-excitement at meeting
someone new.
Soon, I discovered that they were from rural areas
where their schools and neighbourhoods were entirely Malay. I was their
first non-Malay friend.
I did not know how to āprocessā this back
then but now I took two life lessons out of those incidents. It is
unfair to assume that everyone gets the chance to grow up in the same
environment (monoethnic or multiracial), hence we cannot expect everyone
to socialise similarly.
More critically and disturbingly, I came
to realise that choosing a school for our children in a segregated
school system is one of the most political decisions we will ever make
in our lifetime.