kuching

Finally, i am back home. it honestly does feel funny to be home after i've been away for so long. The airasia flight was packed with revellers going back for the gawai fest. thank goodness i managed to sit next to a mother and son. The plane was filled with young iban guys. i do not want to be sitting anywhere near them, sometimes i just dont' like how the local guys can be so flirty. The lady sitting next to me was so nice. seeing that i didnt' take my lunch on the plane, she offered me two kit kat bars. Her husband is working in kedah, and from what i gather, their kids haven't been back for 5 years. Whats worse is that they speak like semenanjungians!! But sitting on the plane with all of them, it just made me realise that the bumis in sarawak, esp those in the interior, really are unfortunate in that nobody has teached them how important education is, and how it can break the cycle of poverty. I know most of them work in the timber industry, and that most of the children in longhouses have no intention to continue school, they prefer to find jobs instead. I am now thinking of what the malaysian studies teacher said, and it is true. its funny, but on the plane just now i was thinking how lucky i am to have the life i am currently living. i somehow wish in the future, if i am able to help them, i will.