The Star
17th July 2013
Unedited version:
I
was elated that I could write something about my beloved hometown in Sabah but
at the same time, having lived in Penang and Selangor for the past 15 years, I
was afraid that my peppered “balik kampung” visits, would not be suffice to
truly understand the latest development of my state.
So
I turned to social media to get some ideas on what to write about.
I
received an overwhelming response from Sabahans and non-Sabahans alike. The majority of suggestions, however,
were split into two:
“Write about how we Sabahans have had
the 1Malaysia concept way before it was introduced…because we are friendlier
and can mix with all cultures better than our Peninsular friends!”
The
others suggested I write about the “Pendatang Tanpa Izin (PTI)” or the pilaks and “to address the trouble and
furore” they cause.
Hmm.
Such irony.
On
one end, we have Sabahans who boasts warmly about their friendly hospitality.
On
the other side of the spectrum, I sense some coldness towards a certain group
of people living in Sabah.
This
made me think of a blogpost I read last year, about this Australian writer who
created a bit of chaos with his touchy article on Sabah’s hidden racism.
Reading
the comments on my social media platform, I couldn’t help but to wonder if Mr.
Wright was well, right.
It
is true that one thing I constantly hear, is that Sabahans are much more
friendlier and nicer than those in West Malaysia.
“Kita
urang Sabah lebih friendly bah kalo
ko banding sama urang KL*. Kita lagi cool
..indak sombong. Kita tidak kira kalo ko urang bajau kah, urang kadazan, urang
cina. Semua sama.”
In
a previous article, I shared my sentiments on the 1Malaysia concept. Having
spent my growing up years in Sabah, I didn’t see any racial segregation or
problems with unity. I just saw everyone as just another person. The only time
I sensed we were ‘different’ was when we were separated during Agama &
Moral class.
My
husband, a city boy from Petaling Jaya, has had the pleasure of spending some
invaluable time in my hometown and he too feels we (Sabahans) are much more
laid-back and courteous compared to the community he grew up in. When he asked
who was what in my yearly class pictures, I could only point out their names
but was not too sure of their ethnicity. Did it matter? For me? No. To me, we
are just Sabahans - not Kadazans, Muruts, Bajaus etc. 1Sabah, if I may say so.
Hubby
was perplexed with my blasé reaction.
“Yeah,
you people seem to mix a lot better amongst yourself than our folks.”
When
he said that, I couldn’t help but feel a rush of pride. Yes, we promote Sabah
as not just a state of natural beauty, but its people are warm and generous
when it comes to hospitality.
Well,
most of the time.
Chris
Wright contentiously wrote how he found the criminalised image of the Filipino
and Indonesian migrants to be a commonly held belief in Sabah.
During
his first visit to Kota Kinabalu, he was warned to “watch out for the
Filipinos, they’re dangerous…nobody rides the buses here in KK because they’re
scared of the pilaks on the bus.”
This
made me ponder if we were truly as bigot-free and friendly as we claim to be?
I
grew up with a wonderful Filipino maid who stayed with us for many years till
she remarried and decided (painfully) to head back to Manila. My father raised
a young Filipino boy who eventually became his loyal aide till he too, left to
look after his wife and twins. My family never referred to them as pilaks. They were just Rose and Willie
to the family. They ARE family.
Recalling back, I remember a classmate asking me how many pilaks and oms did we have in our household. When I asked dad about this, he told me that Rose and Willie had proper, legal documents with them, so they are not pilaks. Om David and Om Anton were our hardworking gardeners. (Om means brother apparently – Indonesians from Timor-Leste. They were also known as om gere-gere to our relatives because of their really curly hair and dark skin. I still don’t understand the logic to that name, but I digress).
Recalling back, I remember a classmate asking me how many pilaks and oms did we have in our household. When I asked dad about this, he told me that Rose and Willie had proper, legal documents with them, so they are not pilaks. Om David and Om Anton were our hardworking gardeners. (Om means brother apparently – Indonesians from Timor-Leste. They were also known as om gere-gere to our relatives because of their really curly hair and dark skin. I still don’t understand the logic to that name, but I digress).
It
was from here that led me to believe that pilaks
mean the Filipino illegal immigrants who are normally perceived to be
troublemakers and lawbreakers.
So
yes, I do think the labeling ‘pilak’
is definitely a racist remark towards the Filipinos, and this gets more racist
when we are able to identify which Filipino we want to refer to as a pilak – usually the dark-skinned ones
with bronzy, orange hair.
I
asked random friends what do they think when they hear the word pilak.
“Isap gam. Syabu user. Penyangak. Red IC holder. Lives in
Kampung air. Sells cheap cigarettes by the kaki
lima. Projek IC ”
The
salient point here is that the word ‘pilak’
is usually reserved for reference to a said subject, in line with some of the
descriptions above, and does not really take into consideration whether or not
the person is Filipino or Indonesian, legal or illegal.
A
friend of mine who wishes to remain anonymous told me this;
“I’ve
heard Chinese and Kadazan-Dusuns refer to these migrants as “Malays”.
Hardworking Indonesians are called “Orang Bugis, while localised Filipinos are called
“Bajaus”.”
How’s
that for bigotry?
Racism
is always alive to a degree wherever ethnic polarization exists. Sabah is
sadly, not an exemption.
Things may be all hunky dory on ground level, but let’s take a step back and you’ll see that more lies beneath. Not even against migrants, but amongst our own locals!
Let’s take a look at some of these few examples gathered.
Chinese are perceived as ungrateful, cutthroat and cliquish or clannish.
Malay people in Sabah are not even seen as Malays at all, but rather Muslim individuals who have converted to Bumiputera status for benefits (i.e. Orang Brunei, Pakistani-mixed descendants, Indonesians, Filipinos, etc.)
Kadazan Dusuns a demanding lot who don’t work very hard and have a habit with the bottle.
All other Sabah bumis (Muruts, Rungus, etc.) are simply followers of the Kadazan Dusuns, or complacent Kampung folk.
Ouch, no?
“Pilak” types are pretty much universally
disliked, but how about all the foreign workers contributing to Sabah’s
economic development?
“Some
still prefer immigrants to work in their premises due to cheap labour but at
the same time complain about the influx of immigrants. To put it simpler, they
(or even I) are just being a bunch of hypocrites,” writes my Journalist
friend Ricardo from Kota Kinabalu.
They see the foreigners as a much needed
necessity in filling our human resource gap.
For example, palm oil plantations are facing
some of the most serious labour shortages to date, as locals complain about
foreign workers, yet they don’t take the jobs after the Government removes the
foreign labour force.
On the flip side, there are those who feel that foreigners dilute our local representation and destroy our cultural heritage.
On the flip side, there are those who feel that foreigners dilute our local representation and destroy our cultural heritage.
“Yes, I do believe the natives should protect their rights but not towards the extend of inciting hate towards others.” Ricardo adds.
I asked some locals if the Lahad Datu intrusion has made them more wary
with the foreigners working in Sabah.
Apparently, some were a bit wary and nervous about the
"Suluks" already living amongst them and were ready to attack.
Those closer to reality realise that these orang Tausug / Suluks were already well and truly happy to call Sabah home, as they escaped war torn conditions to live a better life. There's nothing greener back in the Southern Philippines for them.
If anything, it is the foreign workers that were more overly cautious than the locals. A friend of a friend owns a workshop in Penampang, and his Suluk mechanics were calling their boss to ask if it was safe to go to work.
Fast forward a few months to today, nobody really gives a hoot about the fact that they order Teh-C pings and food from Suluk teenage waitresses at virtually every kopitiam.
RED IC, Mykad or IC Palsu - they're usually hard working people who appreciate the little things in life more than locals do.
“Truth be told, most locals don't even realise who's foreign or not.
“Malay" looking girl serving a bowl of char-sau rice, doesn't seem too ironic to people here,” chides my anonymous friend.
Sure, racism lingers in the back of everyone's minds, but fortunately in Sabah, it is nowhere near malicious.
Those closer to reality realise that these orang Tausug / Suluks were already well and truly happy to call Sabah home, as they escaped war torn conditions to live a better life. There's nothing greener back in the Southern Philippines for them.
If anything, it is the foreign workers that were more overly cautious than the locals. A friend of a friend owns a workshop in Penampang, and his Suluk mechanics were calling their boss to ask if it was safe to go to work.
Fast forward a few months to today, nobody really gives a hoot about the fact that they order Teh-C pings and food from Suluk teenage waitresses at virtually every kopitiam.
RED IC, Mykad or IC Palsu - they're usually hard working people who appreciate the little things in life more than locals do.
“Truth be told, most locals don't even realise who's foreign or not.
“Malay" looking girl serving a bowl of char-sau rice, doesn't seem too ironic to people here,” chides my anonymous friend.
Sure, racism lingers in the back of everyone's minds, but fortunately in Sabah, it is nowhere near malicious.
Perhaps a better retort to Wright’s article, as suggested by a Mr Ray is
this: is it racism, or is it anger towards social injustice that’s taking place
here?
We’re both gunning for the latter.
*KL is sometimes used in Sabah as the generic meaning to Semenanjung Malaysia. Like how Colgate is for toothpaste.
*KL is sometimes used in Sabah as the generic meaning to Semenanjung Malaysia. Like how Colgate is for toothpaste.
Daphne is embarrassed that she is unable to speak Kadazan fluently and
is trying to pick up the language to teach her half Kadazan girls so they are
able comprehend the language when they go home to see their Odu and Aki.
I was reading in rapt attention with a few giggles and a new realisation in between.
ReplyDeleteYou've come a long way since I first met you in Sepang (MPE 2008). Looking forward for more articles!
Very true...Sabahans are the BEST ! I was working there for 2 years and now Sabah is my second home. I've never felt so welcomed anywhere before.
ReplyDeleteP/s - I took the KK bus regardless of pilak or none.. !
Thank you Daphne for the article