THE MESSAGE APRIL, 2005 NO. 41
THE LIM PAK HENG SERIES.
THE NG KAM THYE 2nd EDITION
WERE YOU FOOLED ON APRIL FOOL DAY ?
DID YOU FOOL ANY FOOLS OUT THERE ?
On February 16, five great guys from the east came around. They took our patriarch to town.
They feted him with a great feast to celebrate his actual birthday.
Razlan drove down from Kemaman and picked up Muhd Alam Shah and Ismail.
From Jerantut came Khalil and from Karak emerged Abdul Rahman Umat.
Those guys met and had a nice chitchat while their appetites were whetted.
LIM PAK HENG SURGES IN
AS OUR NEW SERIES SPONSOR
Someone beat the gun after our big fan to come in as the new series sponsor.
He is Lim Pak Heng from Jengka. Jengka is located deep in Pahang which we used to refer to
as a Felda Land Development scheme. Now it has a flourishing township and a branch
of a local University too.
Pak Heng who hailed from Repas, Bentong has made his grade as a successful businessman
in Sungai Jerik. After a stint with Singer selling sewing machines, he has worked himself
up to become the sole proprietor of a lucrative electrical appliances dealer.
LIM PAK HENG has come in to sponsor a new series to commemorate his eldest son's marriage
in October last. His eldest son Lim Teow Chin has tied the knot with Ng Kuee Git.
Due to pre-appointment and other encumbrances, Mr. Miles and I RSVPed our non-attendance
with apologies. However, we offer our blessings to the newly-weds.
CONGRATULATIONS. We are sure the new couple will help contribute to our idealistic
population target. Felicitations, Pak Heng met our mentor and some of us on Christmas day.
REPORT CARD 50 YEARS OLD
One afternoon while we were having a meeting Yong Chiak Meng and his spouse came in.
They had long wanted to visit Mr.Miles to see his museum and archives.
Our master brought him into the kitchen. Mr. Miles dug into his files and pulled out a card.
He handed it over to Chiak Meng. "Oh, my. my report card", gasped Chiak Meng in surprise.
Yes, it was his report card 50 years ago when this guy was studying in the then M.E.S of old.
HAVE YOU GOT YOURS?
Do you want your report card from 50 years ago?
Come, visit our mentor and he would hand it over to you as your souvenir.
POISON FROM POTATOES
While we were sitting in the lounge we learnt that Chiak Meng had a stint working in Canada.
He told us of his previous boss who sold "freshness" meaning all that he sold were
not more than 24 hours old.
He mentioned something about the sprout of potatoes. According to Chiak Meng he learnt
from his boss that the sprouts are poisonous. Are they so?
Anyone of you has this piece of information that you have kept as secret - untold?
I mean poison from the potato.
Beware, you there on the couch! Are you going to remain there till you sprout?
Poison is the result. Ha, ha, ha. Time out. Get up and be without.
You might jump up and shout, "heh Suy Sang, what's this all about?"
To which I would say, "I beg your pardon, I mean go out. Don't be a couch potato."
Blessed are those who do follow so !!
BURN IT OUT
Can you still fit into your pants or skirts you bought or made years ago?
Many would say,"no" because you have put on unwanted pounds.
The extra pounds are fat. The fat is accumulated unburnt calories.
Calories are unburnt because our body has a low metabolic rate.
We have it low because we are sedentary. A lack of exercise is our main enemy.
So we accumulate calories stored as fat. They are increasing pounds of undesired flesh.
Exercise develops muscles from calories. This reduces fat from being stored.
Further exercise with the increased muscles use up more calories and reduces fat.
This is the vicious circle that reduces the pounds or controls it from increasing.
The formula is: what you have taken in has been expended with the rigour of the workout.
You may say, "Suy Sang you are an expert on slimming."
No, no, no do not be mistaken. I am just a copycat.
The above is something from a magazine that I have read. Neither have I practised
the feat yet. My torso is still shaped like a barrel with that prominence in the middle.
I read it too late, you see.
The story telling of the researches in various universities in the U.S.
was published in the April 1994 Readers' Digest.
Perhaps you and I should exercise more to burn away the extra fat stored.
It's better late than never.
Stand up and go outdoor or get into the gym and have a workout for an hour or more.
WHAT HAPPENED THIS MONTH APRIL 1955
50 YEARS AGO?
It was examination time. Examination fever caught on and before long the school
holidays came along.
A group of us were selected to attend a Methodist Youth Fellowship Institute in Penang.
Of course many of us had no money to make the journey what more to bear the expenses
for staying there.
But our mentor had raised some fund through a cinema show at the Globe Theatre.
So some of us who could not afford to pay were sponsored.
Yours truly came under the latter category.
We took the bus to Kuala Kubu Baru via the Gap way.
Thenceforth we boarded the train as class III passengers.
The ride was noisy and dirty - actually sooty.
I presumed those days the trains still ran on coal because when we got off at the Penang
jetty we were covered with soot - looking like the chimney sweeps of old.
Anyway, it was a wonderful experience as it was the first out-of-the-ulu journey for
most of us and certainly me. We had a glimpse of the sea and the experience of travelling
in a ferry. We had a good look see of Penang city. No, I doubt it had attained city status
yet in the nineteen fifties! Anybody can enlighten us please?
I could not remember much about the Institute but there were meeting after meeting
and other gatherings. Well, I had lingo handicap then.
Most of the goings-on during the institute I did not really fully understand!
A KUANTAN MESIAN SURFS IN
One day an e-mail appeared in my Inbox from Lau Ah Ha looking for Mr. Miles by hitching
on yours truly. She signed her e-mail as Lau Jit Mooi
I e-mailed back to inquire. I thought she must be an old M.E.S. student trying to
track down Mr. Miles. Yes, she was a former student of M.E.S. but from the one
institution bearing that name in Kuantan. She signed off as Erene Lau now.
I have included her name in our mailing list since she comes from a sister school.
JIT MOOI VISITS MR.MILES
Jit Mooi had come to visit our master after a long lapse of 36 years.
They flipped through their Kuantan M.E.S. school magazines in the late 1960s.
With the magazines as visual our mentor and the guest ruminated on the good old days.
They reminisced of names and scenes those names were in.
They recalled past people so long ago. Some were doing well, some so so.
More than that, they could trace some of the life histories of closer people.
What they had gone through life - sweet, sour and bitter life histories, those who are
now lost in the sea of world humanities and never forgetting those who had appeared in
obituaries and memoriam in the dailies. They recollected many incidences and squabbles
that still lay deeply buried in their heads. As they talked endlessly the rustiness of
those reflections began to fade. They could now talk of many instances of
indelible happenings and pranks.
Jit Mooi still keeps in constant contact with a few people from the Kuantan alma mater
of old. Yes, they could come in to join our M.E.S. fraternity and fuse together a greater
bond of loyalty. We will hit the 200 mark before the year ends.
Now our numeric strength stands at 190. All from the M.E.S. Bentong only.
You may ask, "why should we Kuantanites join you guys." Well, have you got any body to
constitute an entity for unity? I suppose no. That is why I call you to join our fold.
We are already a fraternity that is in constant contact. We could be reached through our
monthly newsletter The MESSAGE. It is the bridge to foster a bond of unity with our
former principal of the two M.E.S. Mr. Miles is the object persona of loyalty who
binds us in the fraternity.
Through the MESSAGE we could keep in contact. Our voices and the goings-on could spread.
We could organize activities. We had and could still meet for a treat or even hold a
gathering, a feast, a party.
WELCOME IN KUANTAN MESIANS
Former Kuantan ME.S. gals and guys give it a try. The MESSAGE is beckoning you to come
in with arms opened - warm and wide.
As soon as I get your postal address I shall mail you the wacky MESSAGE.
If you like you are invited to grace the header of the MESSAGE as sponsors.
Or you might barge in with a sponsorship as a ticket of entry into the fraternity.
Welcome in gals and guys. In any organization number is might, right? A fact you cannot deny.
LEE YEW KWONG'S BIRTHDAY BASH
Lee Yew Kwong threw a grand party to celebrate his 70th birthday.
On the 13th of November last he became a septuagenarian at last.
In a party like his suddenly he realized how wellknown he is.
His frinds, his relatives, his schoolmates and his former colleagues all gathered at
his house in Ketari to tuck into a great feast.
Our mentor Mr.Miles, Sai Kan, Siew Mun, Yeng Kee and I were there to share his felicities
and savour delightful delicacies. More than a hundred guests came to wish and sing to
Yew Kwong "Happy Birthday". A very sumptuous spread of a great variety of mouthwatering
delights was lay out buffet style. I had several helpings till my stomach was filled
with food because all the dishes tasted so good.
As we sat down together after we were satiated with all the goodies,
we reminisced of our past deeds, follies and glories. We all found that time really flew.
Our former principal said when he started teaching Yew Kwong the latter was only 17.
Now this guy is 70.
Sai Kan nowadays bears the semblance of a prosperous Chinese towkay.
His body is prominently opulent now. Graying short hair sparsely covers his arid crown.
He looks happier than during his younger days.
Siew Mun looks robust and healthy as he shuttles frequently between Bentong and Ketari.
What does he do? He is a shuttler of course. Sometimes he vents his anger by smashing
on the little feathered cork - the shuttlecock. What a misnomer, a piece of cork stuck
with feathers is called a shuttle cock! Siew Mun is doing a feat at his mid sixties,
isn't he? No wonder he looks so fit and healthy.
Yeng Kee is healthy, lively and very busy as he lives up to his name as a businessman.
Oft times he is seen behind the scene at his ESSO station. He remote controls the pumps
from his counter behind the computer screen. He peeks at the customers like a
ready-to-strike hawk gazing at its prey. What a busybody Yeng Kee is nowadays!
Me? Oh, I am easy going, but a busybody listening to the babbles and observing the doings
of anybody within my already defective seeing and hearing range.
I have just struck something very interesting! I am keeping busy night and day.
Dreaming at night, interpreting my dreams when I see daylight. Every night I am so eager
to hit the pillow. I always want to wake up the next day to record, study and interpret
my experiences in dreamland.
Dream analysis and interpretation is not junk: it isnít fraud.
Famous scientists are involved; including Carl Jung and Sigmund Freud.
The pursuit is not superstition. The method is scientific and American.
It is a wonderful hobby. Want to join me? Send me your dream and I will blast off with
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO
||LEE KIM THYE (MRS.TONY)
||CHAN SIEW MUN
||CHIN AH SANG
||TENGKU ISKANDAR ABU BAKAR BIN TENGKU ALI
||LEONG AH SUI
||YAP YOKE CHIN
||LAI MEI YIN (MRS.TEH)
||YAP YOKE NGOH
||CHOI THIAM EWE
||ABDUL MALEK BIN AWANG
||BAHARI SHAFIE (HAJI)
SPONSORS COME IN. WE ARE SHORT OF EDITION SPONSORS TO PULL US THROUGH 2005.
GALS AND GUYS GIVE THE MESSAGE A LONGER LIFE.
HEY, ONE YEAR HAS GONE BY!
THIS SPACE IS DEDICATED
In ever loving memory of the late Madam Chan Yuet Kiew who passed away this month last year.
Inserted by husband
Ng Kam Thye,
BAD NEWS, SAD NEWS
OUR LAST SERIES SPONSOR CHUI TAI FAN BREATHED HIS LAST SUDDENLY ON THE 9TH OF MARCH.
HE HAD PROBLEM WITH HIS HEART.
CONDOLENCES TO THE BEREAVED FAMILY FROM THE BOTTOM OF OUR HEARTS - FROM ALL OF US.
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