Saturday, 12 November 2011

Cinderellahhh ke?


It has been 5 days I'm working as a housekeeper. Or cleaner? Or a cinderellahh? I thought being a housekeeper is just cleaning the toilet, changing bed sheet, vacuuming and putting stuffs into the hotel room like shampoo,soap,towels etc. But, after experiencing the work myself, it's not just about that.Sometimes,I'm thinking, why I have to do many things and I'm just a house keeper.

But yeah, I chose to work. So I have to deal with these. Someone told me before, quality is more important than quantity.So yeah, the experience is more important to me.Money?You can get it anywhere. I learnt many things and I'm still learning. Kena angkut barang ke, kena maki hamun ke,kena whatever lah. Things that I can accept,I'll listen and I'll take. Kalau tak,masuk kanan keluar kiri :)

Other thing is, I meet many people. Dealing with people is harder than dealing with toilets, dirtiness and other stuffs. Working teaches me how to deal with them. Boss, supervisor, working partners and the most important one is how to deal with the guests in the hotel. Today, I met a lady . The first thing that came out from her mouth when she saw me was ''Are you a malay?from Malaysia?'' I said ''Yes. I'm a student here and I'm doing part time job ''

Our conversation began.

'' So it must be very expensive right studying here as an international student?''

''Yup it is,but I'm a scholar so yeah.....''

'' Oh yes. That's you!A malay!'' (sambil menuding jari to my face)

She continued talking angrily and unsatisfactorily ,

'' You know what,malays in the old days , they don't accept us. Here, even though we 're permanent residences, we are treated equally as kiwis.We get everything that we can't get in Malaysia. That's why we moved here and we do not want to go back to Malaysia. Our children will have NZ passports,not Malaysia passport. Because we have lots of opportunities here. It's not that there are no opportunities in Malaysia,but we're not given. The rich malay, thay want to get richer and the kampung malays,I'm sure they understand us. Because they also can't get what they supposed to get.It's a dictatorship. One day, malays will fight among themselves like arabs now. They are muslims and you're muslim too. Our country will be like theirs later on. We'll see that in future. And you, you're the new generation of malay. I hope you won't be like them and realize that we should get what you get. ''

She said so many things that hurt me,but I only remember this. My supervisor called me and we stopped our conversation. I just smiled. Smiling and nodding when she was talking loudly. It's hurtful. The words scratched my heart. I wanted to tell the truth to her but I just kept my mouth shut because I was too shocked with her words.Today, she is someone to me (my guest),but someday if I meet her again, she won't be that someone anymore and I'll shoot her words back. I promise.

I'm too sad because she's a malaysian and she's talking like that to me, a malaysian too? :'( Malaysian is a country of so many different races and cultures,like nasi lemak.Everything is in there. That's what makes it so unique. We are malaysians. True, we might look different from each other,but in the inside how different are we all from each other? I don't want to comment about the politics but I think you should know what the conditions really are and you should know who you are and I know who I am.

Fairuz, moga bertabah. You're working because you want to. Not because of others. So,bear with them. InsyaAllah you'll be fine :)


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