Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Dulu tu, masa kecik kecik, tak sabar rasanya nak menyambut hari raya. Seronok sambut hari raya dalam suasana kampung. Even during Ramadhan, meriah satu kampung. Bila tiba malam tujuh lekor, kami budak budak bawa colok merata kampung. Colok buat sendiri. Minta Arwah Nenek 5 sen untok beli lilin. Cari tin Milo kosong, lubangkan bahagian bawahnya dengan paku and buat design sendiri. Ikat dengan wire, buat loop pada wire just enough to put a twig in so that we can hold it. Lepastu letak lilin kat dalam tin. Jadi lah colok macam headlight... dulu kecik kecik very innovative.

Bila nak dekat hari raya, aku tak sabar tunggu Mak aku datang. Sebab nak tengok baju raya yang dia belikan untok aku. Selalunya, Mak aku belikan baju raya and kasut raya without taking me with her. So, aku tak tau lah apa yang dia belikan, until dia datang bawa. Selalunya aku dapat sepasang baju kurung (sengaja dijahit besar, so I can use it for 3-4 years), sepasang baju modern and sepasang kasut. Apa yang dia belikan, itulah yang aku pakai. Tak cerewet. Dulu tu, setahun sekali baru dapat baju baru, tak macam budak budak sekarang, tiap minggu pun boleh beli baru baru.

Seingat aku, hari raya selalu jatuh pada bulan December. Time tu jugaklah, musim air pasang besar and musim tengkujuh. So, selalunya kalau hari raya, bila nak beraya ke rumah orang, kena naik sampan. Waktu tu, bila ke rumah orang, selalunya dapat duit 10 sen. Kalau dapat 30 sen, kira tu dah rumah orang kaya. Kengkadang tak dapat langsung, kuih pun tak dapat, cuma air sirap aja. Tapi kita budak budak tetap happy, no worries in the world.


Last year Shawal, I was unemployed. We were living on what small savings that I've put away during my employment days. My savings got thinner by the day. None of those who think they have the right to meddle in my business, and to involve themselves in a matter without right or invitation, even bother to ask about our well-being.

But I have the children and Jazz. And we are happy nonetheless.

Now, I am standing up with full spirit and desire to make a better living for my children with Jazz by my side.

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