Happy Independence Day! O wait, it's National Day...
Ok, it's been a crazy week. I feel so busy everyday partly because two of my students(siblings) just came back to Singapore and also because I just got new students. Strange how things just happen all at once. Anyway, cut the crap.
It was National Day not too long ago and though I did no celebrations of any sort (no, I don't watch parades), I still think that I am rather patriotic. To me, this very lavishly commemorated day amounts to nothing if the people who are waving the flags at Marina, are the very same ones who complaint daily about the inadequacies of our country or how inferior he or she feels compared to his or her Western/ Japanese/ Chinese/ ?? counterparts. As my mum would say on Mother's day, it's not how I shower her with gifts on that one special day that matters, it's what I do on a day-to-day basis. Similarly, you cannot always be joining foreign friends in bemoaning our inevitable flaws and capriciously convert them to cheers on 9th of August. I say inevitable because we all know that nothing in this world is perfect and expecting the impossible is just ridiculous.
To show my appreciation to my motherland while the flags are still adorning our HDB flats, I am going to bring up some of the things that make me love this lion city more each day.
I don't know whether I mentioned this before, but the numero uno thing I find most amazing about this country is how much our language skills differ. There are the people who excel in their mother tongue and there are those who are better at our lingua franca, English. This is bizarre because most countries have populations with fairly uniform proficiency in a single language. It's also strange that while most people here can speak English fluently (save for some people I recently learnt about, in certain schools that shall not be named here), many speak mother tongue or Singlish or some type of vernacular languages in informal settings. I am proud to say that due to the very prescient bilingual policy of our government, many are able to communicate in more than one languages. It is a well-known fact that Singaporeans love their uniquely Singlish creation and abbreviations, but I would add code-switching and using two or more languages simultaneously to the list of favourite national pastimes of the old and young.
Wait a minute, we all know this so called unique characteristic I just mentioned is a bane to our national image right? Well, yes and no. To put it blatantly, Singlish is broken English. Alas, foreigners do not comprehend the emblematic lingo. As pragmatic Singaporeans, we all know that if we want to have business dealings with the Western world, we need to brush up our English. Furthermore, Singlish is so invetebrately entrenched that some students who have a weak foundation of English (and that includes new Singaporeans who were born in non-English speaking countries), are unable to code-switch at all. Thus while it is postulated that more are speaking English, most of these people are probably conversing in Singlish. On the flip side of the coin, we all know that Singlish bonds us as a nation. A Singaporean is immediately recognised by his fellow countrymen overseas the moment he utters a word. Singaporeans love their lah, leh, loh etc. and there is no way Singaporeans are going to remove these from their vocabulary. How do we strike a balance between the two then? One word, education. I actually have a whole load of reforms for education in my mind that I would like to opine. Not in this post though. Generally, it's about improving the grammar practices in our English classes, and training teachers to use a more targeted approach towards students.
Heterogeneity is also seen in the attitudes and lifestyles of our people. Sure, there are people who dashes into malls the moment the Great Singapore Sales begin. Yet at the same time, there is another group of people who writes to the papers to lambast about this 'Kiasu' attitude. The big K word can be seen as both derogatory and complimentary depending on the context of which it was mentioned. In other words, some of the rampant behaviours of the common people are also deemed to be 'uncivilised'. I'm not sure whether this is the case in other countries but for me, it's peculiar yet comforting to know that the constant in our national identity is diversity. Perhaps this may lead to a lack of attachment to this little red dot among the youths, but hey, in this globalised age, who really is going to be stuck in the same place?
The last point I am going to mention is our beautiful HDB flats. Well, maybe not that beautiful but who is not going to be proud of a scheme that started off as a way to house squatters but flourished into the ubiquitous housing mode that allows residents to own instead of renting their houses and which in its nascent stage, was seen a model remedy to Britain's public housing woes? Now, this fully-fledged scheme in its 49th year, has not only had a near impeccable record of ensuring a national property ownership rate of over 90% but can also boast of receiving the United Nations Public Service Award, or UNPSA in June 2008. The best gauge of success is of course not based on past track records but how it has kept up with the challenges of the present time. This, the HDB has definitely not fared too badly as well. Schemes to continue building affordable 2-room houses for the lower-income groups while constructing designer luxury apartments to cater to the high-end market has shown how it has adapted with time. Besides, the relentless upgrading of HDB flats to increase amenities has been largely beneficial. While most countries changes their maps every few years, our pace of development and construction means we have to buy a new street directory every year. Singapore, with its colourful flats and lush (albeit artificial) greeneries, looks more captivating each year. Besides being pleasant to our eyes, public flats also have the practical effect of bonding people of all races and religions together. This, coupled with vigorous education, has made racial and religious tolerance second nature to all and sundry.
I also appreciate the fact that most of us live in tall buildings so we will either have to climb the stairs or take the lift. As far as I have observed, most exercise-averse Singaporeans will take the lift even if they stay on the second floor (which is a waste of electricity). Therefore, you will have plenty of chances to interact with your neighbours and initiate small talks with them. The people who live near you, are literally either upstairs, downstairs or beside you and as long as you are an amiable person, you will have no lack of people to seek help for in times of emergency. For many cases, these neighbourly relationships blossom into close friendships and continue even after one party moves. Of course, there are always the few black sheeps that smoke in or play with the lift. Yet, I suppose given my slective memory, I would rather remember the lift as the place for mingling and witnessing some of the warmest moments in life.
There's my honourable mention for the things I enjoy as a Singaporean. These things may seem trivial, frivolous even, for some who would see Singapore as the place where infant mortality is the lowest in the world, one of the richest countries by per capita, having one of the best airports in the world, so on and so forth. However, these statistics are mere numbers that will not create emotional attachment to its people. It just show how much we as a nation, are always trying to reach the top and be the best in everything, so much that we add unnecessary pressure to ourselves. I say, stop to smell the roses. Perhaps after that, you may start realising how amazing this world is.
