A stigma as an IBAN in Malaysia Part 1

2009...1957
53 years after independence day.

2 weeks ago, a TNB guy come and check our meter. I was upstair and papa was downstair monitoring him and telling him about our meter problem. I guess i just want to take a peek from the staircase to see what was taking him so long. The TNB guy and papa was talking and he catched a glance of me and continue talking. He took the second glance at me and this time he have THAT look on his face. I knew it!

TNB Guy to Papa : So ini bil sapa mau bayar...dia ka awak?
Papa : Apa beza dia atau saya bayar? Apa masalah?
TNB Guy : Tak..dulu saya datang sini dia cakap BAHASA INGGERIS.

So tell me, what do you think was going on?
Well, i tell you what i'm thinking what he think was going on.

1. Just because i speak in English, he think i am a Filipino 'maid'.

2. Then, he saw that my skin is not as pale as Filipino, his BEST second guess is i am an Indonesian 'maid'.

3. I CAN SPEAK MANDARIN! So am i a China Chinese as well?

For all my Malaysian friends [especially TNB Guy], please come out from our selfish coconut shell and take a look around you. This Malaysia is not only about YOU alone. There are more of US than YOU alone. WE ARE MALAYSIAN too. Is it because my face doesn't fit any of the 3 races that I strongly believe is the only races you know? or this incident happen because i can speak multiple languages?! what if i can speak tamil too? am i an Indian? Do you know what race is Lain-lain? Why the Gov must classify us into Bumiputera Sarawak, Bumiputera Sabah & Bumiputera? What does Gov mean by that?! Aren't we Bumiputera enough? Or Gov just bestow the title Bumiputera for the sake of ELECTION? what's the deal here?!
I AM AN IBAN...do i need to get myself tattooed to proved that too and wearing our traditional clothes everyday? ...I'll get a tattoo...anyway.