No matter what people may say, I want to put it in writing to say that the Malays here and in Malaysia are by and large a very gracious, humble and helpful people. They are very polite people. approachable and renders help immediately irregardless of who you may be.
They are also very good in sports and the entertainment industry.
I like to encounter two past encounters with them that led to me to come to my conclusion. One was an encounter on land in malaysia and the other at sea. Incidentally both incidents concerned Malays from Malaysia.
Land Encounter:
Once I was driving towards Kelantan and had an encounter with very friendly, helpful and concerned Malays from the nearby kampong. My old junkie car got over-heated. My friends and me went to a nearby stream close to a Malay kampong. In so doing we had to enter the well-swept, clean and green Malay Kampong. I was holding a plastic jerry can. There was a pondok (communal hut) nearby and some Malay elders were seating there having their cigarettes. They saw us walking up. One of them, the oldest immediately stood up with an unsteady gait asked us what was wrong. When we related our problems to him, he immediately called some young people from the kampong and told them to get water from the well. The youngsters obeyed his command and assisted us in refilling the hot radiator.
In the menatime, we were given teh-o and some kueh by the kampong ladies. We were all touched by their gesture, especially when they heard that we are from Singapore and that Singaporeans are good people.
Sea Encounter:
Many years ago, I accompanied my friend in his Dynaglass Fishing Boat from 14 ms Sembawang End and headed towards the direction of Ponggol End. Half way through the benzine for the outboard motor dried up. Not realising that the oil was gone, my friend kept switching the ignition key until the carbon inside the starter gave way. Having connected the fuel-hose to the second jerry can of benzine, he tried starting the engine frantically by using the pulley cord. Many attempts failed and the miserable cord gave way too. Menawhile our boat was drifing dangerously towards Pasir Gudang and into the direction of huge vessels that may be coming into the ports of Semabwang and Pasir Gudang. It was already dark. We used the torchlight to shine out to sea. A small sampan (fishing boat) appeared. The Malay man on board, a Malaysian offered help. The engine could not start. He then used his boat and started to pull us towards Ponggol coastline. He was very close when the flashing lights of a Singapore Coastguard vessel was seen. We were stopped and an inspection carried out. We told the policemen on board about what happened. They thanked the Malay man and advised him to go back to his waters, which he did. Prior to that we wanted to give him $50 for all his help. He refused, smiled and told us that as humans we have to help one another, especially at sea. The gentleman then disappaered in the darkness.
All this and many other incidents of help from the Malay community has proven that the Malays are indeed a very gracious people.Courtesy begets courtesy. Speak to the Malay Immigratiion and Kastams people with respect and they will surely reciprocate. Be rude to them and you too will get bad treatment.
They are also very good in sports and the entertainment industry.
I like to encounter two past encounters with them that led to me to come to my conclusion. One was an encounter on land in malaysia and the other at sea. Incidentally both incidents concerned Malays from Malaysia.
Land Encounter:
Once I was driving towards Kelantan and had an encounter with very friendly, helpful and concerned Malays from the nearby kampong. My old junkie car got over-heated. My friends and me went to a nearby stream close to a Malay kampong. In so doing we had to enter the well-swept, clean and green Malay Kampong. I was holding a plastic jerry can. There was a pondok (communal hut) nearby and some Malay elders were seating there having their cigarettes. They saw us walking up. One of them, the oldest immediately stood up with an unsteady gait asked us what was wrong. When we related our problems to him, he immediately called some young people from the kampong and told them to get water from the well. The youngsters obeyed his command and assisted us in refilling the hot radiator.
In the menatime, we were given teh-o and some kueh by the kampong ladies. We were all touched by their gesture, especially when they heard that we are from Singapore and that Singaporeans are good people.
Sea Encounter:
Many years ago, I accompanied my friend in his Dynaglass Fishing Boat from 14 ms Sembawang End and headed towards the direction of Ponggol End. Half way through the benzine for the outboard motor dried up. Not realising that the oil was gone, my friend kept switching the ignition key until the carbon inside the starter gave way. Having connected the fuel-hose to the second jerry can of benzine, he tried starting the engine frantically by using the pulley cord. Many attempts failed and the miserable cord gave way too. Menawhile our boat was drifing dangerously towards Pasir Gudang and into the direction of huge vessels that may be coming into the ports of Semabwang and Pasir Gudang. It was already dark. We used the torchlight to shine out to sea. A small sampan (fishing boat) appeared. The Malay man on board, a Malaysian offered help. The engine could not start. He then used his boat and started to pull us towards Ponggol coastline. He was very close when the flashing lights of a Singapore Coastguard vessel was seen. We were stopped and an inspection carried out. We told the policemen on board about what happened. They thanked the Malay man and advised him to go back to his waters, which he did. Prior to that we wanted to give him $50 for all his help. He refused, smiled and told us that as humans we have to help one another, especially at sea. The gentleman then disappaered in the darkness.
All this and many other incidents of help from the Malay community has proven that the Malays are indeed a very gracious people.Courtesy begets courtesy. Speak to the Malay Immigratiion and Kastams people with respect and they will surely reciprocate. Be rude to them and you too will get bad treatment.
The Malays who were my neighborurs back in Tampines were good understanding neighbours even though they knew I got a dog as pet.. Then peace and harmony were breached when this fucktard India PR Ah Neh family moved besides my parents's flat late last year.. Fuck You Mah Bow Tan..!!! 
