coming to sabah has made me realise that respecting each others differences is a simple issue..
here they dont really look at what race they are...but i am not saying that it doesnt exist. it does but subtle..
as for me... it thought me to see my surrounding differently. but old habits die hard. i am prejudicial
i cant help it..
as far as i recall i hv not been subject to harsh racial discrimination but i do have my fair share of experience... but i guess i was thought to learn to live with it.. to just accept it n move on..
but here it is different. here u will be able to see different races and even religions in a family... it is very complicating... like a web... but i realize that they see each other for who they are. each member gives n takes. they are able to understand each other without much trouble....
but reflecting on myself... i just cant seem to run away from it... it would be a general stattement to say that those from peninsular are more racist... but i think it is true...
this year i had the opportunity to experience .... and they all end up proving my statement..
in June i attended BTN... i went there with ideas that some how or rather i was into trouble... but i was wrong... the facilitators were nice... they were friendly ok lah...
but what struck me was when i got my back injured..or maybe it was a muscle torn... they took me to the clinic... in the clinic, the facilitator who followed me mention that she took me to an indian clinic so that i would be comfortable... i stared at her n said that it doesnt matter where i go as long as the pain stops.... "tak kesahlah manalah,,, klink cina kah melayu kah... mana mana pun boleh...." i regret saying that thinking that would affect my evaluation....
she just looked at me....
but after that i realized that long years of hearing issues on racial discrimination.. people have made their own general statements.... n as time passes these statements becomes fact....
we look at each other as bombs ready to explode... weird...
a day before BTN was over.. i would admit that to some extend my view on being a racist changed... but what happen that night just brought me back to square 1
after an activity that involved all.. we had to do it together everyone.. all the races... so i got mix up with people that i didnt know and of different race... with the spirit of togetherness burning in me... i carried out the activity... once it finished we were asked to sit.... beside me were 2 girls.... i was about to sit down with them when all off sudden they walked off... finding their own gang.... shocked.... i also walked to search my friends.... sad isn't it?
so why should i change when others ignore...?
or am i being paranoid.... cause old habits are hard to die....
maybe there is no one to be blamed... humans are like that
prefer to stay in there save zone....
well enough of my nonsense.... hehehehe
here they dont really look at what race they are...but i am not saying that it doesnt exist. it does but subtle..
as for me... it thought me to see my surrounding differently. but old habits die hard. i am prejudicial
i cant help it..
as far as i recall i hv not been subject to harsh racial discrimination but i do have my fair share of experience... but i guess i was thought to learn to live with it.. to just accept it n move on..
but here it is different. here u will be able to see different races and even religions in a family... it is very complicating... like a web... but i realize that they see each other for who they are. each member gives n takes. they are able to understand each other without much trouble....
but reflecting on myself... i just cant seem to run away from it... it would be a general stattement to say that those from peninsular are more racist... but i think it is true...
this year i had the opportunity to experience .... and they all end up proving my statement..
in June i attended BTN... i went there with ideas that some how or rather i was into trouble... but i was wrong... the facilitators were nice... they were friendly ok lah...
but what struck me was when i got my back injured..or maybe it was a muscle torn... they took me to the clinic... in the clinic, the facilitator who followed me mention that she took me to an indian clinic so that i would be comfortable... i stared at her n said that it doesnt matter where i go as long as the pain stops.... "tak kesahlah manalah,,, klink cina kah melayu kah... mana mana pun boleh...." i regret saying that thinking that would affect my evaluation....
she just looked at me....
but after that i realized that long years of hearing issues on racial discrimination.. people have made their own general statements.... n as time passes these statements becomes fact....
we look at each other as bombs ready to explode... weird...
a day before BTN was over.. i would admit that to some extend my view on being a racist changed... but what happen that night just brought me back to square 1
after an activity that involved all.. we had to do it together everyone.. all the races... so i got mix up with people that i didnt know and of different race... with the spirit of togetherness burning in me... i carried out the activity... once it finished we were asked to sit.... beside me were 2 girls.... i was about to sit down with them when all off sudden they walked off... finding their own gang.... shocked.... i also walked to search my friends.... sad isn't it?
so why should i change when others ignore...?
or am i being paranoid.... cause old habits are hard to die....
maybe there is no one to be blamed... humans are like that
prefer to stay in there save zone....
well enough of my nonsense.... hehehehe
hey girl, don't be disheartened. You know that when those people who are not exposed to true Malaysian society are always narrow minded. What more those people we were with for our BTN. Haha...most of them have never left school! Realise that there are Malaysians who are not racist out there!
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