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Can you spare a minute to look at this?
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1⃣网民重启老马当教长运动
2⃣支持者秒速联署反映惊人
3⃣这匹马不行就换另一匹马
4⃣你签署了吗？
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马华居銮区会主席兼远景研究中心（CENBET）联合主席颜炳寿说，在教育部长马智礼发表“除非土著在申请工作时，不因不会讲华语而被拒绝，才能谈论废除大学预科班固打制”的事件上，最令人担忧的，是台下一群优秀大学生的如雷掌声。
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Dear Encik Maszlee Malik,
ReplyDeleteI was a SPM candidate of year 1994. When the results came out in year 1995, I was grateful that I got 9 As, including Bahasa Melayu, yes, including Bahasa Melayu. Yet, sadly, I was denied by all local universities! At that point, I thought it was the end of the world for me as my parents were already 57 years old and had long retired as a tin mining worker (pekerja bijih timah). However, my dad insisted I must get a degree and he would exhaust all of his savings and EPF, yes, including his EPF for that. So I was "forced" to go to a private college due to rejections of local universities despite flying colors SPM results! At that time, there were no 4+0, 3+1, the best I could do was twining programs.
Yes, I had to go overseas for a degree! Wow.. how exciting right? Well, in order to be admitted to any US universities, I had to prove that I had enough money. And I remember I had to use my uncle's bank account and took an oath in front of a Pesuruhjaya Sumpah !
Our days in US universities were just about studying hard and working hard. Yes, working hard as we needed to work to pay for our tuition fees and living expenses. And I used WE here, because I wasn't alone. There were quite a few of my non-bumi unimates in the same situation like me. In fact, I had a senior, Soon, who even "selling" blood and being a mice for Harris Laboratories to test out the latest medicines to earn his tuition fees. I didn't have guts like him, hence what I did was taking lots of subjects in each semester to shorten my university life. I remember the most that I have taken was 7 subjects in a semester (for most students would be just 3 or 4 subjects in average) and yet I worked for 20 hours per week. I have done dish washing in cafeterias, also have done toilet cleaning ! My hands are allergic to detergents (even now), there were more than once my hands were cracked and bleeding, but yet I had to work.
7 subjects in a semester was no joke. I always stayed up late in the library or computer lab as I couldn't afford to have my own computer. Well, I even picked up my study table in a dumpster thrown by others, so what to expect right? I also remember I used to ride my bicycle in a snowing night after done using the computer in the lab. Snowing night! It's beautiful right?
But I had no mood to enjoy it at all as "hundreds of needles" were poking my face when I cycled in a below 0 degree celsius cold weather!! On top of that, the icy road might cause me falling down any time too! Fun eh?
Encik Maszlee, I am sure my story is just one out of many out there for those "berada" non-bumis whom you labelled and who could afford to go to private college !!! Is this the "ketidakseimbangan" that you talked about?
In "New" Malaysia, I don't expect things will change overnight and understand it will take time.
However, as a minister of education of what you term as "Malaysia Baharu", having that kind of mindset and having such words coming out of your mouth, is disappointing! Worse yet, you said it in front of students of a local university, who supposedly the future leaders of our nation, is heart breaking !!! Even more devastating , they agreed with you and chanted all along.
So. what is so new in this Malaysia Baharu? Where is the harapan?
By Ken Wun