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Friday, April 06, 2007


A few days ago, i discovered some history of my dad's family tree.

My moyang, he is an orang asli of Pulau Selatan which at that point of time consist of Singapore, Malaysia, Sumatra and etc...etc.. so which island he comes from, my dad isn't so sure but then he said that my moyang have an arabic-mix look...fair and sharp features.

I got to know too that my moyang are a very loving couple which can never be separated even for a second. They will go everywhere together eg. to the shop, market and etc..not sure if they go to the toilet together...*laughs* even if they do, its not an issue as they are husband and wife.

Another thing that i found out was, they do not have kids and adopted two chinese gals which is my beloved late grandma and my cousin-grandma. So, my fact was right that my grandma is a chinese...!!!

I respect my moyang very much after knowing that my both grandma was chinese. The reason, they have taught them more than they could and taught them well. What i meant was, my both grandma was converts and we all know that once you convert or make someone convert, it is your responsibility to lead them, teach them, coach them about our religion and so forth. The do's and don'ts especially.

My late grandma is a hajjah and her religious knowledge, you can never measure it. She started coaching me when i'm still a kanak-kanak strawberry and she coached me well. I was the only grand-daughter at that point of time and we spent most of the time together and to be specific, almost all weekends. She will bring me to the mosque, berzanji(some religious thingy) and many other religious things that she participated.

My grandma and I loves Mee Rebus. I still remember sharing a bowl with her each time i go back to Clementi (her home) and not forgetting the boxes of chocolates which she will prepare for me...*sobs* and im missing her.

My late grandma was the kindest soul i've ever met. She went thru alot of obstacles when she was alive and she never took anything to heart. Whatever people say about her, treat her, criticize her or hurt her, she never bear a single grudge. She juz let it go and i respect her alot.

I congrat my moyang for their dedication and courage bringing up two lovely, kind-hearted and dedicated daughters.

They have set a very good example for their generations and i shall be one of them to follow...

~ { 9:30 PM }
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