To my horror I discovered that i lost touch with my mother tongue, the first few days I arrived in Malaysia. I knew what i wanted to say, but the sentences did not come out right. The simplest thing like asking a receptionist, on how much
the fare to KL from KLIA stumped me. I went like " berapa harga nak ke KL dan cara mana yg terbaik" sounded so foreign even to my very own ears. I could not compute in my head, the way people 'normally ask". I was ashamed as well as felt lost for a while. Three days in KL I could muster enough courage to go on my Penang accent. Then I felt at home.
It felt bad that i could not communicate in my colloquial language. It was not so bad to communicate with hotel receptionists or sales persons, but I was not comfortable talking to friends. I did not want them to think that I was putting on airs by refusing to speak in bahasa melayu. I tried to explain, but i do not think that they could empathize with me
I could think in my head what to say in malay and even have personal conversations in malay in my head, but it was hard to speak it out loud. I could even chat in malay most time on the internet. believe me it was different when you have not used the language verbally for quite a while.
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Thought you did very well, Penang lingo and all. Tak macam dah lama duduk kat Oklahoma sikit pun.
Great to have been able to meet you both; wish I had more time to makan-makan or even spend time chit chatting, reminiscing the old days...
Am sure you had a good trip this time, that is what counts!
See ya some time.
Hahahaha HA.. tu yg hang dengark dah seminggu dah aku dok practise. I agree, kalau we had more time like spending a whole week at a small island like we did long time ago..would be real fun. Glad we had sometime.
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