Friday, September 30, 2011

Turn Back The Pendulum 2

1997 - Currently 6 years old

Entah macam mana, aku pun tak tahu kenapa aku tak masuk tadika walaupun dah umur 6 tahun. Maybe aku masih fobia dan trauma dengan kejadian yang jadi pada tahun sebelumnya.

Things were getting better. I knew a few people. At least kenal lah jiran kiri kanan depan belakang. Silap, depan tak ada sebab rumah aku line first sekali. Depan tu dah jalan raya. Ada sungai jugak seberang jalan. Tempat aku selalu mandi dan balik mesti kena kejar anjing. Ceh, anjing jaga kebun je pun. Ni semua salah Abang Chik sebab makan rambutan kebun tu.

Abah aku seorang bekas guru. Kira dah bersara lah. Tapi waktu tu abah aku mengajar di Sekolah Sungai Marong sebagai cikgu pendidikan khas. Apa benda cikgu pendidikan khas ni? Cikgu pendidikan khas ialah orang yang bertanggungjawab mendidik golongan kelainan upaya (OKU).

Tak silap aku masa tu mana ada lagi term-term OKU ni. Semua guna istilah "cacat". And so, this is my story about valuable lesson despite I didn't attend pre-school.



1997 - Current place : Sekolah Sungai Marong, Bentong

I used to follow my father to school. My father asked me to follow him rather than doing nothing at home. Beside, there was no one to take care of me. So, willingly I followed him to school. Naik kereta Nissan Sunny warna merah sambil menyanyi lagu "Kereta Kecil Warna Merah".

There I met a bunch of kids. Most of them were older than me. Not by 1 or 2 years but some of them were in standard 6. But since I was 6 at that time, I wasn't that curious. Neither did I know what was happening. And honestly, I thought my father was teaching normal kids.

From monday to friday, I met them and played with them. Sometimes, I learnt with them and watched cartoons. Out of ambiguity, I asked my father why they spent most of their time playing rather than learning. He replied to me that they were special kids. As far as I can remember, I never heard of him calling them "cacat". Though my father was a bit lousy and easy going, it was quite a surprise to see him acted like that.

Then I met my first friend in elementary school. His name is Hazieq. Well, his sister suffers from a disease. Senang cerita akak dia OKU. And my father taught her sister too. I began to learn that those kids were "cacat". Autism, terencat akal, lost a particular part of the body and other.

I used to remember asking Hazieq how he felt about his sister. I sensed no remorse or shamefulness in him to have a sister like that. A family is still a family I guess. Just she couldn't talk and walk properly. I spent about a year with them. And I think this was better than going to a pre-school. Joining them in my everyday lives about 14 years ago changes everything on how I see them personally.

I grew up remembering this every time I see a "cacat" or "terencat" person. I don't see them as disgusting, disabled, or retarded. I see each and everyone of them as a person. Because I used to laugh, cried, ran along, and also shared food with them.

Though by any mean, I thought all that happened were coincidence, but I'm thankful to have such amazing experience. And I met a friend.

So which of the favours of your Lord would you deny?
 [Ar-Rahman, 55: 16]

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