Just got back from Kuala Kangsar and boy, lots have changed.
I was in Kuala Kangsar, Perak for the past two days. This is my first visit to the town in roughly five years. And the state of Perak for that matter. Despite that, unfortunately, I didn’t get much chance to walk around and take some shots. I did manage a few however; nothing spectacular though. This is one of those snaps:
It’s a clock tower at the Malay College. I pretty much regretted for being unable to dedicate more time to photography. I failed to take a complete shot of the Big Schools – especially the Overfloor – for Wikipedia’s article.Anyway, Japanese monarch, Emperor Akihito is coming to the Malay College this June. And, heh, the Malay College now has two inter-ASEAN rivals. The Vajiravudh College of Thailand has always been a traditional rival since 1960s. Now, we have Raffles Institution of Singapore. Well, not a real rival yet. I was informed that the two schools started to exchange visits only last year. So, this will be a second meeting.
Heh. And they are going to live in the Pavilion. Those Singaporeans are in for big culture shock. LOL!
6 replies on “[796] Of clock tower at the Malay College”
Dont conceited. Lets give em hell!
heh, we’ll see.
yeah!!! sounds like one more sorry ass school for my old school to kick!!! AWESOME!!! GO RAFFLES!!!
given that we allegedly have Japanese ghosts at our school, I don’t think anybody would complain about those lost bikes.
sigma: yeah, been there for a couple of years.
_earth, you a MCKK Old Boy?
I guessed I was only an Old Boy for SRK Stowell, BM (alumni for Abdullah, Anwar, Penang leaders) and the fine primary school in JB, SK Sri Tebrau.
Was supposed to then enrol in English College in JB for high school, but dad’s infinite wisdom dictated that I go to a Chinese gangster-and-hawker neighbourhood school called Johor Jaya instead… Still couldn’t really see the reason for being forced to go there, and that incident kinda still smarts up to today. It robbed me of a chance to network with potential movers and shakers then…
But on the plus side, that 5 year stint in the Chinese equivalent of the Bronx did make me appreciate better what the poor, working-class Chinese class go through. Silver linings in every misfortune, how true.
Think the old guys who got lost their bikes in ’41 will stage a protest? :D