Monday, 7 June 2010

bel 260 assigment

Mid pleasures and palaces through we may roam,

Be it ever so humble, there`s no place like home.”

The song ‘home sweet home’ adopted from the opera Clari, Maid of Milan reminded me how much I miss my hometown, Sarawak. Being born there, causing me to feel difficulties in adopting myself to the new environment of Pulau Pinang. Being assigned in Pulau Pinang to further my study in UiTM, the most difficult part is to speak proper Malay. There is no more Sarawak language, which is very hard to resist as it is my mother tongue.

The first day I am here, I stumble upon my words as I approach a 7 eleven counter, to buy a reload coupon. I spoke Sarawak language confidently to the nice lady at the counter but suddenly she frowned as she heard me speak. When I finally realised my mistake, I quickly speak proper Malay and smile shyly towards her. She smiled back as she handed me the reload coupon. I laugh my heart out as soon as I am out of the store.

As a student from Sarawak and the geographical fact does show that I am far away from home, does not help me in overcoming my awful homesick. I do miss my home, my friends and my family terribly. I miss the language, the food and also the people there. The life I have here are totally different than the one I had back home. There are no Sarawak foods here, such as laksa Sarawak, bubur pedas and so on. Even if there is, it would not be the same. But there are also different foods here which my taste buds enjoy. The languages are also different. People from different places are brought up with different language according to their hometown.

Making new friends, learning new words, make me feel thankful on my existence here in UiTM Pulau Pinang. But my home is the place I grew up in, the place where I was born. It is my home sweet home and no place can ever replace it in my heart.