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That said, the State Government of Sabah has also played a role in supporting education. A good example is the new wing of the Kindergarten operated by the Basel Christian Church of Malaysia in Kota Belud. The project would not have been possible without a state grant. Even so, the grant only partially covered the costs, and it took seven years (1999–2006) before the building was fully completed.
On 14 November 2014, the Kindergarten celebrated its 20th Anniversary. I had the privilege of being invited to the celebration, having served as the Consulting Engineer (C&S) for the new block on a pro bono basis - a contribution that made the project personally meaningful to me.
What set him apart even further was his courage to take a moral stand against his party’s prevailing narrative. He was, in fact, one of the few within his circle who openly “admonished” the former Prime Minister for tacitly endorsing a Muslim NGO that had outrageously suggested the burning of Bibles containing the word Allah. In a political climate where silence or conformity is often the safer path, his voice stood out as rare and refreshing.
The audience responded warmly - his speech drew such enthusiastic applause that it fell just short of a standing ovation. His support for the Kindergarten also appeared genuine, underscored by his consistent annual allocation of RM15,000 from his YB fund to sustain its operations.
Sadly, in Malaysia, too many politicians speak not out of conviction, but out of calculation. They say what they believe will secure votes, not what they truly believe is right. Their priority is to cling to power; everything else is secondary.
Whether Salleh’s sincerity marks the beginning of a shift, or merely a solitary voice in the wilderness, only time will tell.
There is always a wave of nostalgia whenever we gather, recalling the 1970s when we were carefree young adults, focused mainly on our studies, yet occasionally daydreaming about building successful careers and happy families.
Today, many among us are already grandparents. With the passing of time, our circle has naturally grown smaller. The loss felt even more real after one of our dear friends, Mooi Eng, passed away on 21 August 2014 (Read here). That reminder of life’s brevity stirred in us the resolve to plan another reunion, this time in Sabah, possibly next year.
Right after the dinner, someone suggested creating a WhatsApp chat group to link up all of us ex-Fifians. I gladly took on the task, and before long, most members were instantly connected through their smartphones. Only a handful remain unlinked, as they have yet to switch over to using smart devices.
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From left: Guek Yean's husband, Lai Har's husband, Sim Lai Har, Teoh Guek Yean, Mary Ooi, Ho Wai Suet, Jenny Wee, my wife and me. |
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From left: Mooi Eng's mom, Mooi Eng, 3rd son (youngest) of Mooi Eng, my wife, me, Peter Lai, Joyce (Peter's wife). |