Last in Trenslotion

Last Tuesday on my way to work, the whole of Ranau seemed to be full of lorries parked everywhere along the main road. I immediately jumped to the conclusion that it was a strike ( being used to " les routiers " in France!) but later on I discovered that a large chunk of the only road going over to the east coast had been washed away just outside Ranau. There are no side roads or any alternative routes but somehow within 2 days the traffic was allowed to start going through again but looking at this photo I can't imagine how.

 We are having a big debate at school amongst us English teachers as to how to pronounce the phonetic sound  [ae]. I think that it is a, like you were going to open your mouth for the doctor and my Malaysian teachers are insisting that it is eh which to me sounds like [e]. So I hear the pupils chanting " eh fet, bleck, cet set on the met"  and when I point out that they pronounce Sabah as ah and that in Malay it is pronounced as ah they have no answer except to say that their teachers taught them like that and that is the way it is. The vowel sounds have definitely evolved in Malay to give us some interesting words. Bus has become bas, taxi has become teksi, a pedal bin has become paddle bin and so on but the one I love most is the sign I saw the other day for an electronic wishing machine - wouldn't we all want to have one.

  Last week at school there were the district sport's finals at the lovely new Sport's Komplex. It is all taken very seriously and at my base school they were the defending champions of the marching cup which thankfully they did win again but it was all very stressful and extra bits of tinsel and fluff were added at the last minute to win over the judges! I think that the sports are now finished at least until the March break. The next events looming are the Choral Speaking and Action Song competitions in English and they seem to think I might hold the key to their success which of course I don't. Does anyone know what Choral Speaking is?

 Last but in no way least, I have a husband staying with me for a short time which is very nice. Andrew arrived on Saturday morning after a very busy and interesting three weeks in Myanamar. We went on a river cruise on the Klias river to see the proboscis monkeys and the fireflies and a nice meal.We did see quite a few proboscis monkeys much to our surprise as we were a very noisy lot of tourists and I think they must be very used to us. The proboscis monkeys are odd looking and seem to have small human like heads in comparison to their strong bodies. I was able to use my new camera to zoom in but they would insist on moving and not looking at the camera!


The baby proboscis monkeys also have the long noses.



The 70 th Anniversary of the Fall of Singapore



Raffles

St Andrew's Cathedral

The old Government House

The Capitol

My Dearest Daddy,

   I think you might be very surprised that I was in Singapore on this historical date. I certainly never showed the slightest interest in your "war experiences" when you were alive but nor did you show any inclination to talk about those times except for odd stories that came up now and then. Since my last visit here however I'm now looking at Singapore through your eyes. The wonderful pictures and descriptions you wrote in your letters to Mummy have brought it alive for me.This is a place that has changed so much in the last 50 years that at first I thought that it might be unrecognisable to you but some places haven't changed at all and some of the colonial architectural gems are still there in all their glory. I visited Fort Canning where you were stationed for two years and the magnificent mature trees and plants were just as I am imagined they were like when you were here. The actual Fort Canning HQ (unchanged) has now become a Music and Drama centre and the gardens are now a park where open air concerts are held. They have recently renovated the bunker  and made wax models of the people in the final talks before the surrender of Singapore. There were many school trips going round especially for the anniversary.  Government House has now become the National Singapore Museum and looks absolutely splendid. I indulged myself in wandering around Raffles Hotel and to me apart from the contents in the shops it looked like it hadn't changed in all those years. Sadly many of the shops in Raffles Place have been demolished and replaced by huge towering hotels but St Andrew's Cathedral remains the same and the Art Deco Cinema The Capitol where you watched Gone With the Wind looks like that is going to be reopened. Orchard Road would be unrecognisable now as it is full of hotels and shopping malls. Chinatown is now a Heritage site and is absolutely exquisite with all the beautifully painted houses and shops and the quayside that used to be full of Chinese boats and powerful smells has now been cleaned and has only a few tourist boats.

    I suppose the most important place for me to visit was the Alexandra Hospital which I only discovered was still there and continues to be used as a hospital. I thought that it would be unrecognisable so you can imagine my surprise to see that it hadn't changed since it was completed in 1940. The mature trees and the gardens remain and in among there is a little pond with a plaque describing the terrible massacre. I walked around the hospital and of course it had been updated but essentially it was just the same. It was just a normal busy hospital and you'll be glad that the horrors of that day have disappeared into time. I expect that I was the only "pilgrim" to visit the hospital and I sat in the garden grateful that no one else had remembered. So my last visit of "your day" was to the Kranji Memorial  Service which was very close to where the hospital barracks where you lived for the last year as POW. It was all very well done and organised. There were many VIP's (or thought they were!) there to pay their respects and there were many beautiful readings and songs sung. The Singapore Army were out in force and played the last post beautifully. Only a few veterans were present but a courageous 93 year old Indian managed to lay a wreath. The rest of us (I believe a thousand) were family members and interested onlookers and I walked up the Avenue to the Memorial with a young Japanese lady and the only time I felt that I might breakdown was when we signed the visitors book together and I felt how fitting and appropriate that was and how pleased you would have been that time has healed the bitterness.
    I was sorry that I hadn't brought a wreath or even a bunch of flowers and no one laid one from the Royal Army Medical Corps so I hope you forgive me. I remembered Humphrey and said a little prayer for him.  Mostly I came away thinking what a wonderful place Singapore was and how much they are to be admired for creating such a successful economy and a clean and safe place to live - you would be so impressed Daddy. I feel that this will be last time that there is any need to remember and one of the readings at the service was very fitting.

 You, the mothers who sent their sons from far away countries, wipe away your tears.
Your sons are now lying in our bosum and are in peace,
After having lost their lives on this land they have become our sons as well.        Kemal Ataturk 1934

 Here is to the long peaceful future of Singapore.

            Missing you always,    All my love, Your Nona

Fort Canning

The final talks before the surrender

The Alexandra Hospital

Chinatown

 

        



Singapore

    I arrived in Singapore this afternoon which has triggered off several memories of previous visits here although it is never a place I would say I know. My first visit was when I was 20 years old and I had made the momentous decision of throwing away the rest of the airline ticket back to London from New Zealand and embarking on an overland trip through Asia. I remember well the feeling of trepidation as if I was approaching the end of a high diving board and trying to jump off. Ironically, I stayed in a very posh hotel which was included in my air ticket but yet I was too nervous to go out and explore. All I knew was the next day that  I had to be on a train for 12 hours, travelling up the coast of Malaysia and I just hoped that my friends who lived in Ipoh had got my letter and would be there to meet me. Those were the days before internet!
     The second time I was here was in 1985 when Andrew and I had left Bermuda and were travelling the wrong way round to UK. We had been to Hawaii, New Zealand, Australia, Hong Kong, Thailand, Indonesia and this was nearly the last stop before we headed "home" . It was also the place that I realised that I was pregnant with Lisa - either made in Hong Kong or Thailand - and I remember breaking the news to Andrew and that feeling of fear and excitement all rolled into one. Our next visit was "en famille" in 2005 on the way back from a holiday in New Zealand when we "collected " Lisa from her Gap year. It was the first time the children had experienced Asia and Naomi and Tanya nearly fainted with the heat in the first day. However, it was a great taste of clean easy Asia for us all and we visited many things including Sentosa Island, the Bird Park, Chinatown, Raffles and the Changi Museum. We stayed in a backpackers hostel and took over the whole dorm. and had a wonderful time. The visit to the Changi Museum was perhaps the most significant for me as despite knowing that my father spent 5 years of his life here, I never asked him about it or gave it more than a passing thought. Visiting the museum however changed that and I began to realise the horrors and deprivation that the Prisoner's of War had suffered under the Japanese.The massacre at the Alexandra Hospital was not just our family story- it was described as one of the most heinous crimes of the Second World War in which between two to four hundred defenceless people were slaughtered. I sobbed the whole way round the museum ( much to everyone's embarrasment!)
    So here I am again on the eve of the surrender of Singapore 70 years ago. The Alexandra Hospital massacre would have already taken place as the Japanese approached the city. The whole of Singapore would have been a burning furnace with the oil tanks and the shelling and the desperate fighting until the end. The water and food supplies had been cut off and the Allies had to make the decision as to whether to surrender or keep fighting. Tomorrow I will be attending the service at the Kranji War memorial to commemorate the surrender. I have no idea what is in store and how many people will be present. Despite the amazing modern architecture of this city there are remnants of the colonial Singapore and tomorrow I am going to try and visit the Alexandra hospital ( now a large modern hospital) and try and imagine what Singapore was like for a young Doctor who had never left Northern Ireland before in 1940.

The End of the Celebrations

          Silly me of course it was not the end of the Chinese New Year until last night! The fireworks and crackers were still going last night and on Friday we finished school early and enjoyed a professional  lion dance being performed. It was very well done and there was a lot of interaction with the pupils and I was very impressed how clever and agile the lions were. There was a”fight” between the two lions as to who was going to win the money in red envelopes dangling from the ceiling and then there was lots of jumping up and down the steps. The pre-school performed their own lion dance which was equally entertaining and as always I’m impressed by the musicality and rhythm of these young children.

  The children’s names are beginning to seem slightly easier to say now although I do have problems with some of the very long Muslim ones. In the Chinese school they seem relatively easy for me as they are predominantly Christian but yesterday in Year 1 when they were saying their names I had to keep getting them to repeat their names as I thought I hadn’t heard correctly. There was Rapunzel, Mcandream, Nickles (pronounced Nicolas), Lighturn, Rayckley and a girl called Brainy - just to name a few!

Rafflesia keithii

There is a fly inside ready to be dissolved!

  Last weekend we had a fellow mentor visiting the Ranau district for the first time so Emily and I showed her around and went on a guided walk in the Kinabalu National Park. We also went to Poring Hot Springs and on the way we saw a little sign by the roadside " Rafflesia Blooming". We of course had to stop and we paid a ridiculous amount of money to be brought to where a rafflesia was indeed blooming. A rafflesia keithii is endemic to Sabah and is a parasitic insectivorous plant which has the largest flower in the world. The flowers can be nearly 1 metre in diameter but the one we saw was probably about 40 cm in diameter. The blooms last for about 3 days but there were two more buds ready to bloom so the villagers will still be able to rip the tourists off for a few more days! In Kinabalu National Park we saw many nepenthes, also known as monkey's drinking cups, which are again endemic and insectivorous. We saw many sizes and the most amazing colours.

Nepenthes raja (Sorry about me in it but just to show you the size!)