Saturday, March 14, 2009

The legend of Pontian


The former Pontian government office which has since been demolished.
The former Pontian government office which has since been demolished.

PONTIAN: The south-western district of Johor, derived its name from a not-so-glamorous source.

The old mosque in Pontian Kecil.
The old mosque in Pontian Kecil.

A sundry shop in Kukup, which was once the district capital.
A sundry shop in Kukup, which was once the district capital.

Stilt houses are still common in Kukup.
Stilt houses are still common in Kukup.

If you think it was from the blood-sucking pontianak, or vampire, you would be wrong.

Rather, the name has to do with the pirates in the Straits of Malacca, who hijacked vessels near Kukup at the south-westernmost tip of the peninsula.

One of their hiding grounds was called Perhentian Besar (Big Stopover) while another was Perhentian Kecil (Small Stopover), both located at the estuary of two different rivers.

The pirates shortened the names to Pontian Besar and Pontian Kecil, and the rivers to Sungai Pontian Besar and Sungai Pontian Kecil.

Ironically, Pontian Besar is merely a small fishing village today while Pontian Kecil has evolved into the district's capital and commercial centre.

Some, however, say Pontian does not have its roots in either Pontian Besar or Pontian Kecil but in Kukup. Yet others say the name came from Pulau Pisang.

According to historical records, an Arab merchant from Singapore, Syed Muhamad Alsagoff, appealed to the Sultan of Johor, Sultan Abu Bakar, to let him develop a piece of agricultural land in Johor in 1878.

Not only was his request granted, he was also allowed to choose his site.

The merchant left Teluk Belangah in Singapore in a boat and toured along the southwestern coast of Johor to find this ideal land. He earmarked Kukup, a fishing village populated by Malays from Malacca.

During the era, Kukup was the capital of Kukup District.

The Sultan of Johor granted the land at Sungai Pontian Besar, Sungai Pontian Kecil, Sungai Permas and Sungai Jeram Batu to Syed Muhamad, who later brought in the Javanese to plant rubber, sago, coconut, coffee, pineapple and spices.

He named his farms Constantinople Estate, and printed his own currency in denominations of two, one, 25 and 50 cents for use in his farm.

All produce were sent to Singapore by sea through Kukup.

Syed Muhamad also leased out part of the land to his workers and other merchants.

His ambitious plan for the land prompted more and more Javanese to migrate to Kukup, and the port grew in size.

When Syed Muhamad died in 1906, his son Syed Omar Alsagoff took control of the land until the British came in 1914.

For administrative purposes, the state government eventually bought back the land at RM1 million in 1926.

To further develop Kukup, the state government built a road linking Kukup and Pontian Kecil.

In 1929, another road was built to link Pontian Kecil and Johor Baru.

The Kukup folk were happy with the two projects, but what they did not realise was that the roads would eventually lead them to their economic demise.

The Pontian Kecil-Johor Baru road helped Pontian Kecil to boom due to its proximity to Johor Baru and Batu Pahat.

With more businesses and government offices set up in Pontian Kecil, Kukup's days of glory were numbered.

Eventually, Pontian Kecil replaced Kukup as the district capital while the district was later renamed Pontian.

Another version says Pontian was first established in Pulau Pisang, a small island with a lighthouse off Pontian Kecil.

Hundreds of years ago, the island and Pontian Kecil were so close to each another that if a cock were to crow in Pulau Pisang, it could be heard in Pontian Kecil. Because of earth movement, the two places are now 12 nautical miles apart.

Based on records, it was Penghulu Merdang who established Pulau Pisang, with villagers planting padi and fruits, especially mangoes.

After his death, his son Basok migrated with some villagers to Pontian Besar to develop the place.

Another story has it that it was Hassan Koris who turned Pontian Besar into an agricultural land and sold its produce to Singapore.

For the older generation, Pulau Pisang is a legendary island formed from a shipwreck.

Legend has it that the only son of a couple from Tanjung Piai ventured into the world and became a big merchant with many vessels years later.

When his vessel stopped at the existing Pulau Pisang one day, his parents were so happy that they prepared much delicious food and travelled in a boat to see their long lost son.

However, their son refused to acknowledge them and chased them away.

While travelling back to Tanjung Piai, the mother cursed her son.

Suddenly, the sky changed colour and a storm came, sinking the vessel, which became Pulau Pisang.

It was named Pulau Pisang as many banana trees were found there.

But whichever version is right, Pontian is inarguably an important agricultural district in Johor today, offering many resources for agro- and eco-tourism.

Kukup has the world's biggest mangrove forest, and Tanjung Piai is a landmark due to its location on the southern-most tip of continental Asia.

Pulau Pisang remains as remote as it was, although the lighthouse there remains a contentious issue as it is run by Singaporeans although the island belongs to Malaysia.

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Parenting by Steven Loh Hong Boon

Through all the years of parenting and dealing with young children and youth, I realize that there are always times we do not know what we were talking about. A man's meat is another man's poison sound so true when the channels of communications are colored and distorted according to our whims and dreams. Somehow we want our children to live out our broken dreams!

My point is, we do not owned the children, God place them in our bosom to warm our hearts and let us enjoy the fruit of our procreative power, and at the same time enjoy and to rebuild relationships and teach us to communicate more effectively. Responsible even when things went real wrong and still have to address them rightfully. Very much a humbly act.

A miracle indeed to see live spring forth and blossoms under cares and love. We are steward and their keeper. To take care of them and enjoy them for as long as they
Are with us. Then one day, they will live a live apart from us. The only thing that bear our resemblance and our trade mark: the values we transferred to them and the little actions that they copied from us.

Thus we embraced them each night while they are with us and say, dear, you are special and we love you dearly.

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I must say that it is very humbling when bringing up children. I have five of them and all of them have some resemblance to both of us,on the character scale of: loving kindness, generosity,expressiveness, gentleness, zeal, passions, diligence, intellectual,and obedience, all of them have different marks. If taking my
character and my wife, we are so different that we become complimentary. And the character of the children just taken some of mine and some of hers. Nothing is right or wrong, good or bad. We are all just unique and this to a call to be celebrated. We always have family conference to discuss major family issue and the decision is make when everyone feel at peace and agreeable. Due to our many movements throughout our lives, this has help us to build a strong bonds and friendship. Although we also have time of sharp disagreement! Some of their horns are like mine! And we learn to
shake off our anger before the sun came down. Not always true but we try.

The one who took the photos during the CNY Kukup gathering is currently studying A-level in Singapore under ASean scholarship offered by Singapore MOU. I do admire most of your children who build friendship in one locality, all my children are out of Malaysian educational system since couple of years ago when we decided to come to China. Now all of them possess some characteristics of third culture kids. One consolation, they are very closely knitted in their relationship and their spirit. They pray for one another, help each other, console and comfort one another, and spend time to Encourage one another when ones is down or fell out of love, and celebrate with each other when they received rewards or achievement. I think that bring us the greatest joy as parents.


Steven

Friday, March 6, 2009

Yesterday, When I Was Young




Yesterday When I Was Young


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rain upon my tongue, I teased at life as if it were a foolish

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game, the way an evening breeze may tease a candle flame.


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The thousand dreams I dreamed, the splendid things I planned, I

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always built alas, on weak and shifting sand, I lived by night

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and shunned the naked light of day, and only now I see how the
years ran away.


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waiting to be sung, so many wild pleasures lay in store for me,

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and so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see.


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I ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out, I never stopped

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to think what life was all about, and every conversation I

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can now recall, concerned itself with me, and nothing else at all.


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Yesterday the moon was blue, and every crazy day brought

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something new to do, I used my magic age as if it were an wand,

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and never saw the waste and emptiness beyond.


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The game of love I played, with arrogance and pride, and every flame

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I lit too quickly, quickly died, the friends I made all

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seemed, some how to drift away, and only I am left, on stage to
end the play.


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There are so many songs in me that won't be sung, I feel the bitter

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taste, of tears upon my tongue, the time has come for me pay for

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yesterday, when I was young