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Friday, August 8, 2008
How to Find an entry you once read
After you visit this delightful blog, and read something interesting, but cannot remember on which page and when, how do you relive that moment without having to go through every page of the blog?
On the right hand column, you will find it possible to track specific blog entries by date, and by topic (label), but only to the accuracy of proper categorization. If these fail, there is always the ability to run a search over this blog and related information.
The Acsian-Nostalgia Custom Search Engine is a smaller version of the great big search engine you are used to and love. Pressing the Search button searches for the term or keyword in a limited number of related sites, this blog, and sites to which this blog links. So instead of the abundance of riches of 2 million hits on what you are looking for, you will need to look through a smaller list of items.
On the right hand column, you will find it possible to track specific blog entries by date, and by topic (label), but only to the accuracy of proper categorization. If these fail, there is always the ability to run a search over this blog and related information.
The Acsian-Nostalgia Custom Search Engine is a smaller version of the great big search engine you are used to and love. Pressing the Search button searches for the term or keyword in a limited number of related sites, this blog, and sites to which this blog links. So instead of the abundance of riches of 2 million hits on what you are looking for, you will need to look through a smaller list of items.
Suppiah and Ernie
Reminds me of another famous Suppiah's sayings......." I say why for you are wasting my time time, your time and the the time of the others. Simply you get out now, I say, get out now and stand outside under the tree there and waste time."
A great one was when Suppiah had an argument with Ernie outside our classroom as follows:
I say Ernest, what is this you are making me feel like a damn fool waiting outside while you keep on speaking inside.
Ernie's reply, "I annot help it if you want to feel like a fool" Both parted ways and Suppiah continued to rant and rage in the classroom with all his fury.
A great one was when Suppiah had an argument with Ernie outside our classroom as follows:
I say Ernest, what is this you are making me feel like a damn fool waiting outside while you keep on speaking inside.
Ernie's reply, "I annot help it if you want to feel like a fool" Both parted ways and Suppiah continued to rant and rage in the classroom with all his fury.
Thursday, August 7, 2008
hantam bola...
Can you remember how the hantam bola sessions stopped?
· Well the sessions started with rubber balls, then soft balls (those white balls with furs played by softball players) and then graduated to can you remember what? ----------'GOLF BALLS!'. I can't remember who but this nut (if anyone can remember please inform me) brought along his father's golf ball as the softballs were too 'soft' and not 'shiok' when it hit somebody
· Boy, there were many of us involved I remember there were those from 3D, 3E and other classes as well (I think this did not happen in Sec 4). 1 poor fella got a 'baluku' on his head and almost fainted. (Poor fella) and everything just stopped the very next day. I just wonder what he told his parents!
THOSE WERE THE DAYS!!!!!!
· Well the sessions started with rubber balls, then soft balls (those white balls with furs played by softball players) and then graduated to can you remember what? ----------'GOLF BALLS!'. I can't remember who but this nut (if anyone can remember please inform me) brought along his father's golf ball as the softballs were too 'soft' and not 'shiok' when it hit somebody
· Boy, there were many of us involved I remember there were those from 3D, 3E and other classes as well (I think this did not happen in Sec 4). 1 poor fella got a 'baluku' on his head and almost fainted. (Poor fella) and everything just stopped the very next day. I just wonder what he told his parents!
THOSE WERE THE DAYS!!!!!!
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
I left Malaysia when I was 14.. by a Budding Poet
I left Malaysia when I was 14 & now, in my dotage, I still have some fond & vivid memories of the country & its people Here is my contribution:
- Sudden meeting with a stranger.
Living in Penang, Green Lane
A man called at the door, quite vain
And asked if I knew a Dr. Ah Poke
Who was a friend of Ah Fook. - Abdullah 37
When I was seven
I wondered what all the fuss was about Abdullah thirty-seven.
I then learned that it was a brand of rokok
Smoked by men wearing songkoks. - Teacher love.
When I was eleven I fancied my teacher Miss. Chan
She said I had no chan.
She was going out with another teacher, Mr. Thurusingum
So I plastered his car with chewing gum. - The Sikh
‘Achar-hay’ said the Bayee-hay
As he prepared his rattan bed for the night.
I aimed my catapault to his right
Pretending I was trying to hit a jay. - Tongkat Ali
Tongkat Ali was said to have come from Bali
Walking home up a decrepit alley
He boasted he had the best soup kambing
And are we all coming? - The Barber.
The barber said he was going to make me botak
And I told him he’s had too much arak. - Chinese & Indians are brothers.
‘Chini-Hindi bhai bhai’
That, I remember, was uttered by Chou-En-Lai.
And, true, he never told a lie. - In a hurry.
The mama-man shouted
‘Out of my way
Jaldi! Jaldi!’
I swore & said
I was no Fittipaldi. - The Gardener & the bees.
I was playing with a bee-hive
When our kebun was going home at five.
The bees attacked!
What the heck!
I ran to my kebun
Who took over the act
And saved your dear Boon - My first Indian girlfriend.
‘Oh my goodness gracious me!’
Shrieked my girlfriend Miss. Jalli
‘You have ruined my pretty dress
And just when we are going to the Deli!’
‘Undress my dah-li, & we can play at making fa-mi-li
Oh my goodness disgracious me!’
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