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Are you fat?
Chubby or fat - people associated this with negativity. I was chubby since I was small. I mean, yes...there were times when I was 48 kg. But there were times when I was more than that.
My late grandfather from my mum's side was fat. We called him Atok Gomok.
My grandmother from my father's side is fat. I called him Wan Wok.
Relatives from both sides came in different shapes and sizes.
Yet, I received this comment from both sides.
"Kakak tembam ikut Atok Gomok dia. Lagipun adik-beradik ibu dia ada yang size besar macam....toott...tottt..toooott..." (lets censor the name because I don't want anyone to be sensitive over here)
or
"Kau ni dah gomok macam Mak L*** kau. Belah ayah kau memang badan besar-besar...bla....bla...bla...." (I'm censoring again)
Well...
Let's just say that those statements stuck in my head since I was so small. Yes, fatness or chubbiness was not relevant to prettiness. But, why did people relate that to either ibu's or ayah's side. Both are my parents!
I was demotivated.
I was humiliated.
I was hurt.
But then, I grew up remembering this statement too.
"Mano keledek atok tadi?"
Hmmmm....comforting smooth statement from my Atok Gomok.
The scar is still there. I mean, when I keep on comparing my physical coordination and appearance with both families, of course I will hate to look at the mirror.
But then again, this has been the issue for several years.
Twenty eight years ago, the lady with a fat father and the man with a fat mother got married. They produced a baby girl nine months later followed with three sons in years after.
Happy Anniversary to ibu dan ayah.
Thanks for bringing this chubby sweet keledek into this world. A combination from BOTH sides.
Her name is Sha.
28 years...I should heal.
Chubby or fat - people associated this with negativity. I was chubby since I was small. I mean, yes...there were times when I was 48 kg. But there were times when I was more than that.
My late grandfather from my mum's side was fat. We called him Atok Gomok.
My grandmother from my father's side is fat. I called him Wan Wok.
Relatives from both sides came in different shapes and sizes.
Yet, I received this comment from both sides.
"Kakak tembam ikut Atok Gomok dia. Lagipun adik-beradik ibu dia ada yang size besar macam....toott...tottt..toooott..." (lets censor the name because I don't want anyone to be sensitive over here)
or
"Kau ni dah gomok macam Mak L*** kau. Belah ayah kau memang badan besar-besar...bla....bla...bla...." (I'm censoring again)
Well...
Let's just say that those statements stuck in my head since I was so small. Yes, fatness or chubbiness was not relevant to prettiness. But, why did people relate that to either ibu's or ayah's side. Both are my parents!
I was demotivated.
I was humiliated.
I was hurt.
But then, I grew up remembering this statement too.
"Mano keledek atok tadi?"
Hmmmm....comforting smooth statement from my Atok Gomok.
The scar is still there. I mean, when I keep on comparing my physical coordination and appearance with both families, of course I will hate to look at the mirror.
But then again, this has been the issue for several years.
Twenty eight years ago, the lady with a fat father and the man with a fat mother got married. They produced a baby girl nine months later followed with three sons in years after.
Happy Anniversary to ibu dan ayah.
Thanks for bringing this chubby sweet keledek into this world. A combination from BOTH sides.
Her name is Sha.
28 years...I should heal.


























