Conducted another 3-day workshop at JKR 2 weeks ago. More charming
personalities and more remarkable moments for my treasure trove of memories and
I thank God again for the opportunity, at this stage of my life, to experience
the expandable joy of teaching. It is work and it comes with the necessary
amount of stress in any objective-driven task, but it revs up my energy to design
and perform. To keep myself stimulated, I need to not only dig into my stored
resources, but also to stay current and replenish. So giving back doesn’t
deplete but adds fuel for regrowth.
I’ve always noticed how mothers become the recurrent subject
when we discuss vocabulary on character and personality. Usually 70% of the
class (ages 25 and above) are women. When writing or talking about role models
or one’s most unforgettable personality, they are quick to cite their mothers
and would go into vivid details about their mother’s qualities and sacrifices
with genuine pride. Some of the men do too. Like one wholesome character in
this JKR group, an engineer in his early 40s, who reminisced being “a
dark-skinned unattractive boy running around the village, fishing and rearing
ducks and chicken with my mother, and gardening too”. All of which has nurtured
his love of nature, being today ardent about bonsai gardening, scuba diving and
fishing. No mention was made of a father figure. I guess he used to go fishing with
his friends. In one workshop, after a round of praises for mothers, I even
asked all the men which parent they were closer too. All of them said they were
closer to their mother, though one retracted to say he was equally close to
both parents. Of course there is the occasional tribute to a father or an
uncle.
Given the typical scenario where fathers go out to earn income
and mothers stay home to rear the children and keep house, it is hardly
surprising that the men and women in my class have their mothers closest to
their hearts. Bless them too as “syurga terletak dibawah telapak kaki ibu”.
However, it has been at least 2 generations since double-income families have
emerged as women too leave home to work, leaving the children with their
grandparents, maids or other child-minders. Yet I know I will continue to
receive more endearing poems and stories about mothers, rather than fathers,
from my students.
Obviously the children acknowledge the multiple roles their
mothers take on. Gloria Steinem, writer and feminist activist, have been
quoted..”I’ve yet to be on a campus where most women weren’t worrying about
some aspect of combining marriage, children and a career. I’ve yet to find one
where many men were worrying about the same thing”. She has been criticized as
being deluded in thinking that she represents the views of all women, but it is
hard to dismiss most of what she says, for instance, “Some of us are becoming
the men we wanted to marry”. Was she also alluding to something like “Some of
us are becoming the men their husbands are supposed to be”?
Lamenting on the rising social ills like domestic violence,
child kidnapping, incest and rape, Asha Gill in her column “A singular life”
(Star 2, Wed 6 Feb, 2013) appealed for good male role models for our boys,
“someone around regularly enough to imprint the value and importance of
becoming a real man…to teach them to fight, protect, laugh, cry and love..” She
suggested the need for more men teaching in kindergartens and schools, more
male nurses and community counselors, for our men to devote more time and
energy in parenting. Echoing Steinem, she said “The Women have struggled for
too long alone and now we need our Men to join us”. At the centre of her
concern is her son LM (Little Man). My heart goes out to her and what she wants for LM, I too want for Alman who is turning out to be a strong willed little man himself.
My own father was a man of substance who lived a simple
life. He taught me the meaning of sacrifice and everything I stand for today,
he instilled in me. While mother nursed the younger ones and did the household
chores he was around to teach and watch over as often as he could. I am glad I was inspired
to preserve my memories of him in “Abah’s legacy” as Alman needs to know his great grandfather, my beloved role
model.
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