Wednesday, October 14, 2009

gossip girl: aubergine is blue?



aubergine
Originally uploaded by
rumorsrva
1989

Ibu had a meeting; therefore I had to wait at the canteen. The meeting held in the library so I couldn't go there. Since most students from the afternoon session have not come to school yet, I finished some of the exercises in the book even though my teacher hasn't touch the topic.

It turned out to be that when my friends did the exercises, I got boring because I have finished it before the class. A Chinese boy who was sitting in front of me finished it too. He taught me how to colour an aubergine. I followed his instruction on how to use the purple colour pencil. My teacher went out only for a while to the toilet.

My standard one monitor was unsatisfied because he coloured his aubergine blue. We argued that the aubergine is supposed to be purple, but he kept on saying he was right. He told me that his grandmother told him that an aubergine colour is blue. I told him my nenek cooked a purple aubergine!

AUBERGINE = BRINJAL = EGGPLANT = TERUNG (you'll find eggplant in wikipedia)

When the teacher came back from toilet, mymonitor said, "Cikgu, tadi Shahida bercakap!" I denied and showed her the aubergine, but my teacher trusted my monitor. So, the big ruler caressed my baby Johnson skin before I could explained myself further.

I didn't cry but after reccess, a standard 3 student came to my class and told my teacher that my mum wanted to meet me at the sports equipment store.

Paaaaannggg!!!Ibu slapped me, pinched me and gave me six strokes! She didn't say anything at all at that time. I couldn't take the blow. As a seven years old child, I weigh less than 30kg. My cheeks drenched with the silent tears which poured like the rain. I knew for a fact that if she heard my voice, she would pinch my lips. So, I couldn't cried out. I sobbed.

She then asked me, "Kau bercakap dalam kelas ye?!"

I said, "Taaaak....tak cakap pun, ibu."

Paaangg!!! She slapped me again.

"Buat malu aje!"

I looked around. There was no one there. Ibu didn't consoled me and I was thinking, "Who told ibu about this?" It must be my teacher! Ooo..I hated her! She gave me those big ruler strokes and now I'm getting more from my mum!

I had to quit sobbing because ibu forced me too. Then she took some tissue papers and scrubbed my face with it before she ordered me to go back to my class. I was silent for more than one day.

When I reached home, I heard a conversation between my parents while I was in the room:

"Dia marah I sebab pukul kakak," ibu said.

"Dia cakap apa?" ayah asked.

"Zakiah, did you hit your daughter? I said, yes...because someone told me my daughter was talking in the class." Ibu explained to ayah.

"Then?" I knew ayah wanted to know more.

"Dia bagitau, dia dah rotan kakak dalam kelas. Kenapa rotan lagi? Bukan kakak tak siap kerja."

"I cakap, I tak suka orang yang lalu-lalu tu datang bagitau I yang anak I nakal."

"Siapa?"

"Cikgu *****", ibu said.

"So you pukul kakak lah?"

"Yelah." Ibu said firmly. No regret from her voice.

That was not the first incident.
Several happened since the first one.
Ibu was never at my side.

2001

I went to my mum's school to help her out on The Canteen Day. At that time, I was a second year degree student who weigh 47kg (I was light once, okay!) I already knew at that time that an aubergine is purple and it will turn bluish after it is cooked:)

I saw children playing around near a hot wok.

I asked ibu, "Anak siapa tu?"

Ibu said, "Anak Cikgu *****."

I saw children lying on the ground, crying.

I asked the same question.

Ibu answered different names but began with the word "cikgu". Again."Anak Cikgu...dot...dot...dot..(not PakcikDot!)

I checked on the mothers. They were not doing anything. They were either busy chatting or doing something else. Ironically, a teacher who hit her daughter almost 20 years ago was busy doing her work but the ones who complained about her daughter were not. I guess chatting was so much fun! They could squeezed the time to do it even at school!

Or it might be they were gossipping about other teacher's daughter. The way they did to me back in 1989. As if what I saw in their children were the best example for Tokoh Kanak-Kanak Sedunia:P

I chopped the cucumber though I hated to see their faces. I only focused on those teachers I loved and adored.

"Dah masuk U ye!" One of them asked.

"Ye." The chatterbox lid is closed for those shedespised. It was open to good teachers only, not gossipers.

I tried to neglect the bitter feelings which will eventually make me spit out things like,
"Ooooo....dah masuk U baru kau nak manis mulut dengan aku ye!~"

But I remained silent to respect my beloved ibu. She is a teacher herself. She did everything for love. The pinches and strokes had proven the results.

At home, ibu finally blurted about her dissatisfaction towards others - the parents, the students and THE TEACHERS and their childten (as usual, I'm her best friend, her councellor, her student, and HER TEACHER). So, I prepared my ears to listen.

"Jangan gossip anak orang. Nanti orang gossip anak ibu, " I said when she complained about one particular teacher's children.

Ibu sighed.
"Ibu nak cerita pada siapa, kakak? Dengan kau ajelah. Dengan orang lain, tak boleh," she said.

"Kenapa?" I purposedly asked her.

"Sebab as a mother, tak seronok dengar orang cakap pasal anak kita. So, takkan nak cerita pasal anak orang," she said.

"So, ibu tak buat kan?" I pinched her cheeks.

"Tak." She said.

"Jangan cakap anak orang tau!" she pinched me back gently. No bruises this time.

"Orang sekarang, cakap pasal anak dia pun dia bukan nak percaya, kakak..." she softly said.

"Bukan semua orang rotan anak macam ibu!" I sulked.

"Kalau tak rotan, maknanya ibu tak adil. Anak orang ibu rotan, anak sendiri tak tau jaga."

I cried that day.

It was not because of the pain.
It was because I was proud.

XoXo <---what is this? Gossip Girl signs?

I bet you know anyone who just love to say, "Anak orang tu..."
Any story to tell about the storyteller?

* still to come: what happened yesterday on my birthday:
* help! i can't blog hop at julietcun and chekdee's blog! malware detected:(

39 comments:

ZARA 札拉 said...

That's just what my parent did.
Yup.
They are teachers and I guess that's what makes me today. Tough inside and outside.

They'll never listen to me - for them, those outsiders are right, and they hate people talked about their children - which ended up that everything is our fault not those gossipers.

Me and myself will be a teacher as well. Hope it'll be just good for me~

Tie said...

Hu hu... kak tie pernah dirotan mak. Sebab selerakkan bilik stor...

Adoi... rasa sakit lagi, hu hu..

Biasalah anak orang , orang suka cerita. Anak sendiri, buat tak tahu je...

iza~de~bintang said...

Mak abah zaman dulu lagi garang/tegas kot.

Iza pun pernah kena rotan. Lepas tu depa siap pesan kat cikgu "kalau anak saya nakal, sila rotan dia, kalau dia balik mengadu, kami akan tambah bilangan rotan tu"

synchronized sungguh mak ayah ngan cikgu zaman tu (^_^)

cik intan (◡‿◡✿) said...

.huuu saket x kene rotan?
.ekekekek ;p

Samaira said...

waaa
btol setiap org ada cara dia mendidik anak mereka
sy x penah kena rotan hehe

julietchun said...

kalo kena rotan ngan makayah rasa sakit hati sungguh masa kecik dulu tapi tak berani nak melawan walaupun bkn slh kita. Tapi apa yg makayah buat ada alasan yg logik dan bila dah dewasa dah buleh terima :D

miera a.k.a merr said...

sob sob.... touching... ~

sy xpnah kene rotan rsnye ngn my mom.. sbb sy baekkk!! haha..sila jgn perasan... tp kalau kena pukul sket2 ngn hanger tu penah la... xde yg mmberi kesan yg mndalam..hee~..
myb sbb my mom is not a teacher..so she dun hv to slap her student bcoz they r noty n slap me also bcoz of sumone else told her that im noty.
>>thanx to all my teachers that always keep telling my parent how good am i at school (on report card's day)...eventhough im not doing my homeworks...(coz i alwez got flying colours in my result so teacher juz told the good instead of the bad one) kakaka... i hate doing my homework... but if you give me the exercise book that my mom bought at any bookstore..i can finish it within a week... and then my mom have buy another book every week... good ke sy? lalala~

izan said...

kdg2 sbg ibu mmg tercabar bila mendengar cerita tidak betul yg disampaikan...terpaksa terima yg cerita itu ada walau tidak benar... kdg2 juga untuk tidak memuakan ank2. Sabar ye...

biasanya bila sendiri melaluinya barulah teringat kisah ibu2 kita...

~Kak AZZ~ said...

akak tak pernah kena rotan dgn mak abah....tp kalau kena cubit dgn mak tu selalu la...hehehe....

*abang akak cikgu gak, diapun lebih kurang mcm mak Sha jugak... Tapi, anak lelaki dia la yg selalu kena rotan sbb tak dgr kata...

**anak murid zaman skrg kalau pagi kena rotan....petangnya siap la parents datang sekolah menyerang cikgu...Peliknya, boleh pulak dorang curi masa datang sekolah taim cenggitu...haha..

sora-ao said...

erk..terdelete plak ur comment kat blog i..bahana baru bagun..huhuhu...sorry sangat2...dahla tak sempat baca..:(

xoxox -> hugs & kisses la....

~ mizzAmy ~ said...

ibu ni if rotan tuh bersebab. kekadang salahnya sikit je, tapi dia punya geram tuh melampau-lampau. bukan sebab apa, dia tak nak org kata dia tak pandai ajar anak. same goes to my mum. pernah gak kena dulu. sampai merajuk tak nak makan. hikhikhik..

dotblogspotdotkom said...

the most important is.. that not my son ok.... huhuhuh mmg tak menahan cikgu dot...

hidup nih umpama cermin... kesalahan anak orang adalah pelajaran kepada kita mungkin anak kita @ adik beradik kita akan lakukan kesalahan yang sama....

sbb anak sendiri le yg kita blh "belasah" agar dia sedar... anak orng?... silap tegur... riuh sekampung....

Drama Mama said...

respect ur mother. my mum pon always reprimanded us for whatever wrong we did, and if ada bergaduh ngn sesapa and we came mengadu to her she'd scold us back. unlike some mothers i know yang akan menangkan anak2 dia ja no matter what

blogresipi said...

ohohoh.. kena slap ngan ibu pasal cakap dlm kelas? erk... ;)

♠ y.a.n.i.e putrajaya ♠ said...

1989....kita sama2 darjah 1 kan sha

hehhehehe...kenakalan ku terserlah....

=D

~PakKaramu~ said...

Salam ziarah dari Pak Karamu

et said...

hurm..kalu x rotan, x garang, nnt anak pijak kepale..bese da rotan2 ni..piat2 telinge..ekekekekekee~~

tp, tu dlu2..rse cam da kurg je skrg ni mak ayah yg gtu..sumer manjekn anak2 derg..btol x? ^^

besi said...

supporter liverpool....hmmm
salam...

[ o k e d ] said...

ade sorang makcik cari roti gardenia di mapley..tnampak oked bersama saudara oked pkul 4 pagi tgh bersahur sambil mnunggu mak ayah..oh ya..ketika itu..adek oked kt toilet..mak ayah plak br balik dr sgpore

few days later..tersebar berita "anak kak ani baulu tu tak baik..bulan2 puase pon klua pagi2 ngn jantan"

what to do..sian mak..

sI tEDI said...

masa kecik2 selalu kena rotan ngan mak.. sampai pikir kita ni anak angkat kot.. dah lah kaler kulit lain.. nama lain.. saiz bdan lain.. semuanya lain berbanding adik ebradik.. sob sob sob!!!

tapi bagi seorang ibu. ada sebabnya dia buat begitu.

satu lagi cerita.. panjang pulak cerita aku!!

masa zaman2 sekolah dulu, satu asrama dengan 3 org anak jiran sebelah. bila time nak balik kg.. emak dia mesti cakap.. 'jgn balik naik bas dengan dak tedi tu... kang dia bawa kamu kat tempat apa2 ntah. ajar kamu bukan. nanti mama amek kamu semua balik'
mereka pergi dan balik asrama berhantar.aku seperti biasa berdikari balik sendiri.

bila sudah dewasa.. maaf cakap..anak-anak dia pd zaman remaja tidak serupa org.. masing buat kes besar.
emaknya pula yg dulu berjubah bertudung labuh sudah pandai pakai kain belah (aku tak tipu!!) baju sendat dan tudung pelbagai fesyen. semuanya penangan bila sudah kaya hasil dr jualan langsung. Allah bagi rezeki lebih, lupa zaman dia berjubah dulu!!

Alhamdulillah walau aku tidak sekaya dai.. tapi aku masih tau asal usul aku..

mak aku pesan. 'jangan jaga tepi kain orang" bila tiap kali aku tanya ' Kemanakah jubah dan tudung labuh makcik tu yang selalu dia pakai masa masih kerja makan gaji?"

sperti biasa aku harap, aku tak lari dari topik!

a.z.r.i.n.a.03.07 said...

sedihnya..


i'll keep reading onwards..

LiNda said...

salam sayang..

alololo... kena rotan ekh .
sian kann..
meh sini, akk pujuk.


btw ~ Happy Beshday !!

Ayu said...

mak bapak jaman dulu x sama ngan jaman skang...

n cikgu skang still sker gossipping sejak azali... (luahan hati sorang cikgu.. )

kuina said...

huhuhu kena rotan masa kecik2 buatkan kita jadi dewasa & matang.

Yunus Badawi said...

Sakit di tangan dah lama hilang tapi kesan di hati kekal hingga dewasa....

imHepPie said...

1989 bru lahir hik3...wuu tringat tyme kene rotan saket wooo

@LiYaNNuaR said...

sakit itu sebenarnya nikmat tau... hohoho

cookie devine said...

That's y i love my mum so much.dia akan pukul Cik Cookie kalau Cik Cookie dikatakan nakal.Then bila semua reda dia tya balik.hahhahahaahha

Cik Qemm said...

wah garang mama sha.mama qemmal housewife, lembut jadi jarang sekali kena rotan.

tp yg pahit tulah jd kenangan manis sekarang kan? kalau tak sha tak boleh tulis cerita ni :D

chekdenoor said...

Salam,

Cerita yang terkesan dihati chekdee.

Dulu semasa anak-anak chekdee kecil, chekdee memang tegas dengan mereka terutama tentang disiplin dan tanggung jawab... tetapi chekdee pernah juga ditegur oleh saudara mara supaya janganlah tegas sangat.....biarlah anak-anak tu relex skit.

Tapi sekarang, bila anak-anak chekdee dah ok...ok dengan result dan ok dengan sikap ..... than saudara mara tanya pula..... "apa rahsia mendidik anak?" ..... hmmmmm

Melentur buluh biarlah dari rebungnyer........

ashie023 said...

XoXo <---what is this? Gossip Girl signs?

erm..biasa ar gossip girl..slalu je letak mende alah tu..ahah...ambe rasa maksud dier..cium peluk, cium peluk..am i right?..kalu dalam malay..sound too...arrrr...kisses and hugs...hehe

baca cite Sha ni buat ambe terkenang-kenangkan masa skolah..payahlah kalu ibu ngajo satu skolah ngan anak dier blajo..mesti jadik buah mulut org,..kalu buat salah skit je..mesti pot pet pot pet..

i'm a teacher myself..paham benolah kalu geng2 yg ada ank kat skolah...kekadang tuh, kalu ank cikgu yg x lulus exam..brite akan tersebar jadik hangat..huhu..dunno why lah..mmmm

hasni said...

1989?
hasni br 2 thun
huhu
huahua
mesti bngga ada mak mcm mak kak sya kan

MrMrsFaiz said...

Masih ingat selalu kena tali pinggang dengan arwah ayah masa kecik-kecik. :)

Kak Long said...

Sha anak cikgu?
Kita serupa nampaknya.

Ili Saharudin said...

mak i bukan cikgu...tp masa i kecik2 dulu..die garang jugak..nasib baik dah besar ni jadi org..

lupekanje said...

sha's birthday? uwaaahh...sorry my dear... it seems that I ws amongst the last person to wish u,

Happy Belated Birthday.
Wishing you good health and happiness in life.

this entry made me think of my 'the very fierce mother' that I be to my children.

But now, they all be my friend ...may be they also cant forget what I did to them in the pass...huhu..

anyway, hopes they realise that it was for their own good sakes...

Ries Lee said...

anak cikgu rupenyer...
huhuhu....

Eriyza said...

Heppi belated burfdei Cik Sha.
Semoga sentiasa ceria dan cecepat
naik pelamin. Amin. :)

Sharian Zamrinor said...

at least ko kne rotan dengan ibu...org kena ngan ayah plak...lagi bes...