more K K stories

August 6th  3 pm Kota Kinabalu

I am sharing the lovely email from Emilda for two reasons.  One is so you can see her bubbly personality come through her words.  The other is to correct the names of the young men.  I hope I will learn from my mistake of not checking with them while they were here.  Badri was the one with glasses. 

Hello again!!
Thank you for the lovely treat and great tour of Dora.
I’m glad you enjoy the CONGKAK. That’s a cool piece of mind and hand coordination game ya…
We were all too contented that the ice cream and brownies lasted until the next day. I know I had the most ha ha ha…
We cherished our new friendship and hope to cross our paths again in future.
Your comments and wonderful description of us is super nice…
Just a tiny weeny correction… it’s Che Raiskandar or Rais for short and Mohamad Badri or Badri for short. I have forwarded your email to the guys.
I am still here in KK, and will return to Kuala Lumpur on the 8th August.
Do let us know your interesting journey.
“Salam (greeting) manis (sweet)” – Sweet Greetings
Salam manis,
Emilda Rita Sjahrial
PhD student in Built Environment
International Islamic University Malaysia.

And as for the congkak game, it turns out that Randal’s sister had one in the house and her two nieces went hunting for it.  Theirs had the name Mancala on it.

clip_image002  I love the way it says for ages 6+ and I took forever to learn.

Yesterday Randal decided to walk to town and it really was not a bad walk.  clip_image004

I timed my walk home and it took about 25 minutes.  We had gone our separate ways at the Wawasan Mall since we had different things to shop for.  It was the first time we had actually been to this shopping mall so both of us were also exploring.  And Randal also wanted to go find a shave.  When I walked back, there was more shade along the way.  But I was pretty hot and tired when I got back to the boat. 

I was at the mall hunting for tops that have not much to them but enough that I don’t have to hide if someone comes onto the boat.  And though the women of Sabah aren’t all as tiny as they were in China and the Philippines, they are still pretty small.  I did finally find something, so took two.  They aren’t so flattering so you might not get a photo, but they do their job.

While walking through the section of the mall that had “native crafts, etc.” I saw two women playing congkak!  I asked if I could take their photo.  They thought I wanted to play.  Since I am still sketchy on the rules and clumsy when I do try, I really didn’t want to play in public.  I managed to explain what I wanted and they were good sports about it.  Then they made me have my photo playing.

clip_image006  The 2 sales clerks entertaining themselves waiting for customers.  They do jump right up immediately if someone needs service.

clip_image008  As clumsy as I am going clockwise, I was worse counter-clockwise which is how they were playing.

They do know more English than I know Malay (none  but things can get confused.  As you can see, many women cover their arms and legs.  I don’t think I could stand it, even short sleeves seem too warm.  Of course, they might know something I don’t.  But I also think they don’t want to get more brown, which we prefer. 

Next email I’ll write about my visit to the Public Library.

Visitors!

August 3   7:25 am Kota Kinabalu  (I will continue with the Romblon story later, but need to tell you about our new KK friends.)

Hi Everyone,

  Yesterday Randal and I had lunch at the Restoran Mars.  Having eaten there several times before, (it’s Randal’s favorite) I knew the “restroom” had a picture of a man outside the door.  One day I had gone looking for a door with a picture of a woman and was told, “only one toilet and everyone uses it.”  No problem.  It was the familiar Chinese squat toilet with a bucket of water and pail to flush and wash down the whole area.  So yesterday when I saw some women looking around, I told them that everyone used the “men’s room.”  The women had spoken to each other in sign language but I didn’t assume they were both deaf.  I did assume they were not particularly westernized since they were dressed in a more traditional Muslim style.  One of the women turned to me and in perfect English said, “Oh unisex.”  I did a total re-evaluation just from hearing that one modern slang term and I know I looked startled.  I know because Emilda told me later that evening when she and her team of architects came to visit us on Doramac.  They were in Kota Kinabalu at the request of the KK government to evaluate the accessibility of the waterfront area for disabled citizens, pregnant women, women with baby carriages, the elderly, foreign tourists, or anyone not able to negotiate all of the everyday architectural obstacles.  We got further acquainted as Emilda seemed to keep working her way to the end of the “restroom” line.  While waiting, she decided to take a chance and ask if we would answer some survey questions.  We said yes we would, so she sat down and we talked long enough for her to be left behind by her undergraduate assistants,  Ph.D advisor and several volunteers with different disabilities who were exploring the accessibility of the waterfront. When she left us we invited her to come visit us on the boat.  Happily she took us up on the offer.  

   Emilda is a lecturer and Ph.D candidate at the International Islamic University of Malaysia.  Dr. Fadzidah Abdullah is her advisor.  They and Che Rahim and Ahmat Zairh  undergraduates in architecture and Emilda’s great friend Sibyl who lives in K K and teaches high school English all came to visit us last night.  We had a wonderful evening and made more wonderful friends. 

clip_image002 Emilda with her arm around Sibyl.  They have been friends since childhood.  Though both had on the same blouse, Emilda is Muslim and Sibyl, Catholic explaining the difference in their dress.  Standing behind Sibyl is Fadzidah.  Fadzidah earned her undergraduate degree in Lubbock, Texas and her Ph.D in the UK.  She is Emilda’s Ph.D advisor.  Ahmat is standing and Che sitting.  They are both undergraduates who hope to go on to do graduate work. 

clip_image004  Emilda worked as hard as she could to teach me how to play CONGKAK.  www.wikihow.com/Play-Congkak will do a much better job than I telling the rules.  Emilda was amazingly patient.  She explained and demonstrated; demonstrated and explained and finally, maybe I sort of kinda understand.  When I read the rules on wikihow this morning,  they did make sense so I must have learned something from Emilda’s patient efforts.  I vow to learn to play.  The white are small shells that are used as playing pieces.  It was a great gift!  When Emilda handed it to me wrapped up, she said, if we already had one she would take it back.  She was of course joking knowing no way would we already have one.    I could tell from the shape of it we didn’t already have one.  Now we do and it will be a wonderful reminder of a wonderful evening.  “Congkak is a game suitable for 2 players using a board which has several houses and 2 storehouses.  The object of the game is to gather as many congkak seeds into your storehouse.  It is a game played during one’s free time and is normally played by women, especially liked by youths.  The game, related to mancala, is commonly played in Indonesia, Borneo, Singapore, Malaysia, and the Philippines.”   I do remember seeing the boards in the Philippines.  I was intrigued by it and asked a street vendor who had one what it was, but only know understand his answer!  Emilda brought one with shells rather than seeds because of our connection to the ocean.  The shells feel so nice in your hand.  Emilda loves to play and plays alone of with her daughter.  Both Fadzidah and Sibyl had some knowledge of the game.  The young men had no clue.  But they both knew how to use the timer on their cameras. 

clip_image006 Randal led the boat tours. 

clip_image008 We took lots of photos.  This was not only a research/ paid government project but also a chance for two friends to spend time together.

clip_image010 Fadzidah was quite an adventurer herself and had traveled in pursuit of her studies. She had to learn to understand Texas English and then British English.  I know I had problems just learning to understand Tallahassee English when I went to Florida State for my MLS. 

clip_image011 Group photo

Randal and I took turns posing in group and individual photos.  But you know what we look like.  And in those someone was always left out because I don’t yet know how to do the timer on my camera. 

clip_image013 They were great sports about the bandannas.

Fadzidah and Che wore them in the traditional Malay style.

clip_image015 They were such an interested and interesting group.  I would like to sit down and have hours to “interview” them individually.  And fun too!  I had made some brownies and Randal and I had loaded up on ice cream grocery shopping after lunch, so we had snacks after the tour.  Always snacks!

clip_image017 Sibyl and Emilda had gone out on the bow to do “Titanic” poses. 

Emilda especially was hoping “Captain Jack” Depp would show up rather than Leonardo DiCaprio. 

When we said good night, I felt as if we had all known each other for much longer than one short visit.  They wanted to know us and we wanted to know them.  Hopefully our paths will cross again. 

Hopefully I haven’t made too many errors in telling this story.  If I had, I do hope someone sends me corrections!

Romblon 2

August 3  6:43 pm Kota Kinabalu

Here we are back in Romblon again.  Our first full morning in Romblon was with the visiting kids.  But we had made a plan to meet Chris and Myline for lunch.  We then spent most of the afternoon with them.

clip_image002 Myline and Chris during lunch at the Romblon Deli!  Our table is marble.  Food was quite good.  Chris spent many years as a commercial fisherman in Australia.  Myline is Filipino.  She is also an accomplished sailor. 

clip_image004 Their home is up a mountain with lots of lovely jungle all around.  Randal and I had the fun of sitting in the back of the truck during our drive through town and up the mountain.

clip_image006  The view from the kitchen sink window.  Who would mind doing dishes here! 

Much of the land seen from the window is theirs.

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They had 2 very large rooms that were light and airy and cool.  Chris has bought this house for Myline. 

clip_image012 A marble table on the front porch.  A great place to swing away on the hammock.

clip_image014 The road past their home.

  While we were having lunch at the Romblon Deli, Chris called a friend, Avon Romero, who does local tours and sells real estate and is into lots of things and knows about everyone it seemed.  Avon introduced us to both Tony Parkinson and Toffy Romero.  The people we met on Romblon were the best part of Romblon.

Next email, Tony Parkinson