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So long… farewell

The time has come to say ’so long, farewell’ on this blog. Things do run its course and I think this blog has done so. I don’t ride anymore and, other than twice-weekly visits for RDA, I don’t go to Bukit Kiara much.

RDA Malaysia will be having its own website soon and I’ll be putting up stories and photos of our Bukit Kiara branch there (as will other branches). We have our own facebook page for RDA-Bukit Kiara for more up-to-the-minute thoughts and pictures (http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/group.php?gid=169160676525&ref=ts). If this link doesn’t work, search for Riding for the Disabled - Bukit Kiara, Kuala Lumpur.

Thanks to Pete for bringing me into the world of blogging and to Alvin for helping me with the techie bits. It’s been fun!

From \’The Sound of Music\’

A restful retreat

Where can you go if you have a long weekend, you need some R&R, and you don’t want to fly or take a boat, in fact, if you don’t even want to go too far from the city?

There’s a place about 45 minutes from KL, just 14 km into the mountain from Genting Sempah (on the way to Genting Highlands) and 1000m above sea level. You’ll wind through narrow roads, look up and down into verdant jungle, and pass by village houses. You’ll then go through a gate that closes onto a private retreat - Aman Rimba. Once ensconced within this exclusive getaway, you wouldn’t want to leave.

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Aman Rimba (Peaceful Forest) is a cluster of houses and chalets surrounding a pool and lake, with an open-air dining area that also serves as a place to get together for singing karaoke, watching movies and playing board games.

With the idea of getting family and friends together for a weekend there, husband Noor, son Amir, sister Zawiyah, nephew Norman, cousin Mashita and I (+ Mashita’s driver Din) drove up to Aman Rimba in Mashita’s MPV to view the place on the morning of Monday 8 February 2010. We were warmly greeted by the retreat’s manager, Izham, who then took us on a walkabout of the three-acre getaway.

Needless to say, we were picturing ourselves having a most enjoyable and restful time in this tropical haven. You would too - just look at these photos:

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Yes, there are white and black swans in the lake, peacocks in the garden and numerous birds flocking about.

The retreat has a two-bedroom main house, which with the pull of a sliding door, can be turned into two one-bedroom suites, each with a living room and terrace.

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For a more rustic feeling, there’s a kampung house:

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And there are also three chalets like this one:

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After the walkabout, it was time for - what else? - lunch, of course!

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And should you be out by the pool and need to go to the loo, there’s one that lets you commune with nature in style (there’s even a bamboo shower):

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There’s one catch. If you want to spend a blissful weekend (or even weekdays) here, you’ll need to book the entire retreat. It’s not cheap but if you can gather 20-25 people together, it works out to a decent sum per person - and the rate includes breakfast, lunch, tea and dinner!

Check out Aman Rimba on its website www.amanrimba.com.

A lasting gift

After years of living in government quarters and rented houses, my parents finally moved into their very own home in Jalan Dungun, Damansara Heights, when I was about 11 years old. Our house was on a corner lot and we had only one neighbour - the Ngans. Towkay and Nyonya (that’s what we kids called Mr and Mrs Ngan) welcomed my parents to the neighbourhood with a gift - two stone benches for the garden, the kind you see in parks.

The benches were especially good for photo-taking, as in this picture of me with my students (my first job after uni was teaching):

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After my sisters and I were married with houses of our own, the Jalan Dungun home became too big for my parents so they sold the house and moved to Bandar Utama into a link-house. There was a dilemma - what to do with the benches, which wouldn’t really suit the corner-lot garden?

Well, Noor and I were then living in a semi-detached house in Subang Jaya with a garden of sorts - so the benches made their way to us. They followed us when we moved to our new home in USJ Subang Jaya and then to where we are now, where they fit in very nicely in the back garden.

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Not too bad-looking for benches that are about 44 years old, although they can do with some cleaning.

RDA rides again at Kiara

After a long break over the school holidays, we of RDA-Kiara started off our 2010 season with a much needed training session for volunteers on 12 January. Sandra Cooper, who now lives in Pattaya, Thailand, was in KL and took the opportunity to walk us through the basics - for the ‘oldies’, it was a refresher programme while for the ‘newbies’, it was an orientation on how to do things correctly.

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Sandra (on extreme right): “Ok ladies and Jacob, let’s get the new year off on the right foot…”

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Janis (in the foreground) helping Sandra to show the importance of a properly fitted helmet.

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Janis showing how to tack up a horse.

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Zuli has a go at tacking up: “Let’s see now… what comes next…”

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From the front: Irene, Marina and Lisa: “We’re waiting…”

We were thus prepared for our first session of the year on 14 January with riders from the TTDI school. Before the riders arrived with their parents, we had to of course fortify ourselves in our usual way - with an overdose of carbs!

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Sisters Cecil and May, who brought along their older sister, watch as Irene demonstrates the correct way of eating a plum.

Our pre-session 8am breakfast at the Annexe, when we take turns to buy breakfast for everyone, is truly ingrained in the RDA-Kiara ‘culture’. If Irene is in a baking mood that morning, we would also have delicious poppy seed cake or cheesecake.

At Kiara, the volunteers know that there’s nothing like starting off the day the Malaysian way - with food!

Ambling on the ground

It really isn’t such a big deal not to be riding anymore. I did think that I would have some kind of withdrawal symptom, considering that almost every day, for the last several years, my mornings from 7am onwards had been spent at the stables. Do I miss riding? Of course I do! But I’m a realistic person, if nothing else, and I do know that, with my wrists as weak as they are, riding is not an option - for a while, at least.

I do picture myself back on a horse but then I think: What if the horse pulls strongly at the bit? That will set back the recovery of my wrists. And what about getting on and off the horse? Some strength in the wrists would be needed for balance. So better to be safe than sorry is my mantra these days.

So WHAT shall I do with the time that I have now in the mornings? Well, after my dawn prayer, instead of rushing off to the stables, I now read the Quran along with the English translation. Everything happens for a reason, I’ve been told, and this surely must be one of them, Alhamdullillah.

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The soul replenished, it’s time to help the body. We are blessed to live in a nice community with a delightful little park just across the road from our house. Hubby and I start with some qi gong exercises before we do a few rounds of brisk walking in the park. Slightly sweaty, I go back home while he walks on to buy the morning papers (we can have these delivered to the house but he needs a reason to do some more walking).

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And now for the mind. I make a nice cup of coffee and sit down in the atrium to read a book. Hubby comes back and we have breakfast, after which it’s a quick glance through the headlines (the national news are just not worth reading these days). And the rest of the day? Well, I just have that much more time to check e-mails, facebook and… work!

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So I may not be ambling along on horseback, but I can certainly do so on the ground. Now I can’t wait for my grand-nephew (who’s just six months) to be old enough to get on a horse; maybe he can be the horse-person that I shall not be.

Welcoming 2010

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Letting go

You know you’ve really given up riding when you finally decide to let go of your tack and riding stuff.

If the reader is interested in any of the items below, please e-mail me at zuraidahomar@hotmail.com.

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Wintec Isabel Werth dressage saddle 17” (with original cloth cover) + stirrups + girth + saddle stand

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Akton gel pad + 2 cotton covers

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Zilco puffer pad

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Numnah (not used)

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Lunge whip + rope

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Jumping whip (not used)

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Euro Wembley velvet riding helmet size 60

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Leather riding boots size 6 (excluding boot tree)

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Spurs

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Sprenger spurs

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Eskadron head collar + lead rope (hardly used)

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Head collar + lead rope (not used)

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Eskadron horse boots (front and hind)

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Horse boots (front and hind)

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Brushes (not used)

I’m keeping one riding helmet, my gloves and a dressage whip, however - just in case!

A reunion after 30 years

One of the rewards of being a teacher is to be remembered by your ex-students, hopefully for the right reasons.

After graduating from Victoria University of Wellington, New Zealand, and returning home in 1976 (I actually flew from Wellington on 4 December, my birthday when I turned 22, and arrived in KL on the same day), I entered the University of Malaya for my Diploma in Education the following year. Although I had been in NZ on a Colombo Plan scholarship, my bond was with the Malaysian Ministry of Education. In 1978, I was posted to SMJK Jinjang - a big relief as I was not posted out of KL.

I didn’t have any pre-conceived ideas about the school and entered into my teaching career with eagerness, enthusiasm and a lot of idealism. I taught English and History; in my first year of teaching, I was in charge of a form 3 class while in my second year, in 1979, I was form teacher of 5 Arts.

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With my Form 3 class in 1978.

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With my Form 5 Arts class in 1979.

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Group photo of teachers - I’m on the far right in the back row.

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With my students when they visited me at my parents’ house in Damansara Heights.

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Another visit by my students.

My stint in teaching only lasted two years, after which I was transferred to the Curriculum Development Centre of the Ministry. After another two years, I left government service for the private sector - Komplek Kewangan Malaysia Berhad, then the Institute of Bankers and, after that, the Southern Bank Group.

Imagine my surprise when, a couple of months ago, I received a message from Farrah Mah, one of my ex-fifth form students, on my Facebook. The 1979 fifth formers of SMJK Jinjang were organising their 30th anniversary reunion and they would like to invite my husband and I. And so, on Saturday 28 November 2009 at the Sri Damansara Clubhouse, I was reunited with fellow teachers and students. It was certainly an evening to remember…

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Being greeted by Farrah at the reception.

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Catching up on all those years.

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Teachers and 5 Arts students (I’m at the back with my boys and girls).

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Of course, there had to be a group photo of the teachers (got to sit in the front row this time - third from left).

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A special cake for a special occasion.

Thank you, Farrah, for taking the trouble to find me. And to my ex-students, I’m so proud of you and I wish all of you the very best.

Books, books everywhere…

"Reading makes a full man; conference a ready man; and writing an exact man", so says Francis Bacon (1561-1626).

I’ve loved books since I was a very young girl. We were living on a road off Gurney Road then. When my father gave us our weekly allowance, the first thing I’d do was to drop by a bookshop, Kiddies Store, at the corner of Gurney Road and buy as many books as I could afford. I had so many books after a while that I turned one of the back rooms in the house into a little library and lent out books to my primary school friends, complete with library cards and all. I should have been a librarian… or a professional book-buyer!

I haven’t stopped buying books for myself and, of course, reading them. When buying presents for family and friends, books are my first choice. When we were doing up our present house, my request to to the interior designer was - bookshelves, bookshelves and more bookshelves. Downstairs in the AV room are shelves for my big books. Upstairs, the shelves in the family room are for the fiction and non-fiction books that have been read, while those in the home office are for reference books, dictionaries, business-related materials as well as copies of the books and annual reports that I’ve written. In my bedroom, the shelves are for books that have yet to be read.

I went to the recent Big Bad Book Sale on its very first day, i.e. Thursday 26 November, and came home with the following books for about RM200:

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There are still books bought at the first sale earlier in the year that I haven’t read:

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I’m a multi-book reader. I have my books all over the house so that I needn’t carry one here and there to read. These are on my bedside table:

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Just across the room, I have a couple of books on the table by the sofa (if you’re wondering why there’s a kain pelekat draped on the armchair, it’s because our cat Chomel loves to sleep on it):

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When I watch TV in the family room and the commercials come on, I’d press the mute button and open up my book:

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Downstairs, by the indoor pond in the atrium, I have a stack of books at various stages of reading:

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With a book by your side, you will never be bored!

RDA-Bukit Kiara 5th Annual Gymkhana

It was that time of the year again - the RDA-Bukit Kiara Annual Gymkhana, which was on 27 October 2009. Twenty-eight riders competed in an obstacle race that led them around cones and over poles, got them to pick up balls and drop these into baskets, made them collect water and pour it through funnels, and had them blowing bubbles. All with the help of our band of RDA volunteers.

And after the thrills (no spills except of water), everyone were treated to a potluck brunch at the Annexe. Volunteers and parents made sure that there were enough food to fill up every inch of a very large table.

We received much appreciated support from Bukit Kiara Equestian Centre (use of indoor arena and Riding School horses), tackshop Pacific Horseland (winners’ rosettes), and oil & gas company Halliburton (caps). Many thanks! Our gratitude also goes to our RDA Malaysia patron, YAM Raja Dato’ Seri Azureen Sultan Azlan Shah, for being there with us.

The winners were: Physically Challenged - (1) Joyce (2) Eunice and (3) Myra; Down’s Syndrome/Autism - (1) Yee Cheng (2) Lisa and (3) Xiang Wei. Every rider received a little gift and cap each.

Some photos of the memorable morning (photos by Marie):

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Our last RDA session was on 19 November 2009 and we are taking a break until January 2010. To our riders - happy holidays; to our supporters and sponsors - our heartfelt gratitude; and to our volunteers - many many thanks, we wouldn’t be able to do all these without your time and effort, take a good rest and we hope to see you again next year.