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Monday, 27 September 2010 01:16 |

HE didn't bargain for this, but he isn't complaining. It's 6pm. Nanda, the evening's MC, takes time out from his many errands to play with two-year-old Joy. This namesake is no coincidence - earlier, the chairs had been wiped clean of dust, the grounds swept, the entire house mopped, sound system checked. Chores done together with fun and laughter. It is about joy, isn't it?
September 16. Hari Malaysia. The day also marks Saya Anak Bangsa Malaysia's first year as we do our bit in sharing with our fellow citizens that there is such a thing as participation in democracy. It had been a year with meaning. We mark the evening with a gathering at the Rumah Anak Bangsa Malaysia.
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Monday, 20 September 2010 00:30 |
In the not-so-recent past, at Rumah Anak Bangsa Malaysia (RABM), a group of women experienced the promise of togetherness in ways the Siti Inshahs, Ridhuan Tees and Ibrahim Alis of this country would never understand. The announcement that had gone out to them was simple – come for tea, bring something, dress down, let go of bashfulness, giggle, laugh, talk about men, share yourself with others, know your sisters, know yourself. Here are two personal accounts, one from a first-time participant and the other from a member of the organising team.
NICOLE TAN BENG IM, a first-timer to the Rumah, went away with feelings that led to expression here:
 ‘When the girls came out to play’ – Nicole is third from left “WHAT are you doing this Saturday evening? Come with me for this meeting,” suggested May Lee, my friend.
“Okay,” I replied. “Can I bring my Mom too?”
“No problem,” she said.
So on 31st July, I drove with May Lee and Mother in the car for this meeting at Lorong Setiabistari 1, Bukit Damansara – Rumah Anak Bangsa Malaysia.
Now, I am the type of person who observes and watches to see what a group does before I decide to get involved.
It was really refreshing to find a group of friendly women who had gathered together not just to have fun but to do some serious thinking regarding what they believe in.
I was very interested in what SABM’s Farida said: “We are one, no matter what colour, ethnic origin or religion. We are Malaysian.”
For a very long time, I have made statements to my friends that we are Malaysian. Not just Chinese, or Malay or Indian but one nation. I believe that there should not be differences in race or creed but that we should regard ourselves as one – Malaysian.
To tell you the truth, Ladies, I like the sound of it – SAYA ANAK BANGSA MALAYSIA – because I am one, and so are all of you.
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Last Updated on Monday, 20 September 2010 01:22 |
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Written by straits-mongrel
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Sunday, 22 August 2010 08:25 |
For the past three weeks, a bunch of individuals have been using their weekends engaging with teenagers from the Chow Kit area. Chow Kit Kita, an idea devised by Lew Pik Svonn and Fahmi Reza, is an activity-based program for teenage children living in the storied district. The current phase, titled Kaum, Agama dan Sejarah, is a four-month series of workshops, field research and production aimed at mapping the district in its various complexities.
Chow Kit Kita runs its program from the premise of KL Krashpad, a 24-hour youth activity centre, at Jalan Tuanku Abdul Rahman.
"We want those who come to learn, internalise and gain ownership of the place where they live. There is so much to learn from any given place, not just Chow Kit," said Fahmi of the project.
This weekend's activity was a photography workshop. Over the two days, the 10 teenagers watched slides, learned basic picture-taking techniques and played outside with point-and-shoot cameras.
This page is dedicated to their work.

Ogy, 15 tahun:
Pada suatu hari yang lalu, saya dan Kak Iqa berjalan di hadapan bazaar raya. Saya telah ditugaskan untuk belajar mengambil gambar. Saya pergi ke sebuah kedai yang sangat banyak pilih... tudung. Saya betemu dengan jurujual tudung itu. Jurujual itu kelihatan sangat sedih kerana dia telah ditinggalkan isteri yang tercinta. Isterinya pergi ke tandas untuk ketika but muka jurujual itu kelihatan sedih sekali.
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Last Updated on Sunday, 22 August 2010 20:29 |
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