Qualla Lampart, a village between two rivers

Danie Picot

When navigating up the Klang river to try and go as far upstream as possible, you have to stop at this confluence between two rivers. The current becomes more tumultuous as you approach the mountains. The passengers of the boats have already suffered three long days to go upstream, they have to move forward with a long stick planted in the river bed, they take the pole in turn. During this river trip, they stop at the Damansara river, there is a “pengkalan”, a wharf where one can moor the long boats loaded with food and equipment. There, travelers can find enough food to refresh, a lot of fruits, spring water, raised platforms to rest and prepare for the long ascent.

When they see the foothills looming, when the pole can no longer fight against the flow, they stop at this second “Pengkalan” in the heart of the jungle.

There are a few houses on stilts, they belong to the Temuan who are settled Orang Asli. 

On a hill a little further live the Mandaling people who came from Sumatra in the middle of the 19th century.

Klang River, circa 1880. (Source: KITLV Universiteit Leiden)

It is a confluence and a landing place that is called Pengkalan in Malay and Temuan. Over time, towards the end of the 19th century, more and more people arrived and settled, they spoke different languages, the word “pengkalan” changed, got misspelled, became “kalan” and then “kuala”.

Yet a “kuala” is an estuary, not a confluence, but it is kuala that remains.

There are other Kuala that are not estuaries, Kuala Kangsar, royal city on the Perak river,

From Pengkalan Lumpor, this village between two rivers was now called Kuala Lumpur. The boats arrived, docked, and left. Coolies, men, women and children trampled on the water edge, they lived there, it became muddy, the water rose quickly during the rains, the place was certainly muddy.

The river was brown, silty. For a long time, the veins of tin ore upstream had been worked, the mines size increased and more alluviums went down the current, muddying further the water.

In bahasa Melayu, mud is Lumpor, which became Lumpur.From Pengkalan Lumpor, the muddy wharf, this village between the two rivers was now called Kuala Lumpur.

Lumpur is sometimes explained differently. Several maps and testimonies speak of the Lumpoor River. Anderson was a translator and writer of the English East India Company, he crossed the Klang river in 1818. He wrote ”the river is easily navigable up to the confluence with the Damansara river. Then it goes further up to the tributary Sungei Lumpoor, where we can mine the tin deposits.”

A Chief Mines Inspector, Gripper, wrote that the Sungai Lumpur merges with the Klang River. To Gripper, the Gombak river was the Lumpur river; it changed its name after the Selangor Wars 1873. According to Malaysian custom, the confluence takes the name of the smaller of the two rivers, Kuala, the wharf, took the name of Lumpur.

Today in Kuala Lumpur the muddy estuary is a confluence where 2 rivers meet, the Gombak and the Klang, the water is rather green-brown but not really muddy, the fish jump there lightly, sometimes between plastic bottles going down the stream. Thanks to the government rehabilitation program called River of Life, the Klang and the Gombak are getting a makeover, to the delight of walkers and visitors.

source : https://www.malaysia-traveller.com/old-malaya-photos.html

The banks had been inhabited for a long time. The Temuans, natives of the region settled there. They live in houses on stilts. The river was meant for fishing, ablutions, wandering buffaloes, as a playground for children, and a thousand daily chores.

Thanks to the numerous streams which cross the jungle, people cleared and planted rice fields, enough for the community and a little more for trade. They used to cruise down with their canoes to the mouth at Pengkalan Kallang (Klang). They needed salt, cotton, knives, metal hooks and baked clay ovens. They enjoyed ikan bilis, sun-dried fry that improved their staple food. They brought rice, durians and wild rambutans. Medicinal herbs were much sought after because the Temuan Shamans knew how to cure fevers, blood clots, kidney disease, and much more thanks to herbs and animals. Also, in baskets braided with pandan leaves, they brought tin ore. 

The Temuans exploited  the rich deposits of the Klang and Gombak rivers and their smaller tributaries: Sungai Ampang, Sungai Sering, Sungai Bunus, Busuk, Kerok, Jinjang, Kemunsing, Belongkong, Puteh. They worked like gold panners do: using large wooden trays they rotated, the water discharged and the ore remained at the bottom of the tray. Villages of few houses were scattered along rivers and in the jungle. There was a network of trails through the forest. When they went up with their goods against the current, they stopped at a larger confluence where the Damansara river joined the Klang. Then they went further upstream. It is quite possible that they had already opened a path through the jungle between the confluence of the Damansara and the next confluence between the Klang and the Lumpoor. Attack by a tiger on this road was not uncommon. Today the tigers are driving their car along that same  jalan Damansara.

This is how Kuala Lumpur became a gateway to an interior rich in tin and forest products. Thanks to the pathways along the rivers and streams, one can cross the cordillera and reach Pahang and  its rich gold mines.

Other people went up the river: men, women, families in small groups, settled at the confluence. The Sumatran Mandallings cleared a hill on the left bank of the Klang, out of reach of flooding and planted pineapples. It’s Bukit Nanas.

The Mandallings were refugees fleeing from wars called the Padri War and Dutch colonization.

[The Padri were a group of Muslims influenced by the Wahhabis during a trip to Mecca. At the beginning of the 19th century the Padri sought to purge the culture, traditions and beliefs of the people of Sumatra such as the Minangkabau, the Mandallings, the Rawas, the Raos because they believed that their customs were not in accordance with Islam. Smoking opium, cock fighting, chewing betel nut were considered pagan, even practiced by Muslims. Whole villages were burned, the inhabitants were massacred, except the men and the young healthy girls who were sold as slaves. A virgin girl is worth a barrel of powder. (Lubis p.99)

The Dutch were called for help. Colonization did not help the population. Forced farming on poor, mountainous land was extremely difficult. All of this led to a mass exodus.]

These inhabitants of Sumatra worked the gold mines. They were miners and they naturally went where one could find gold, and later, tin. The Minangkabau settled in Melaka, gateway to immigrants, then in the Negeri Sembilan. The Mandailings mostly settled in Pahang for its gold mines or inland upstream the Sungai Klang.

Later, when the British chose Kuala Lumpur as headquarters of the colonial administration, the Minangkabau and the Mandailings were considered as “Malays”. 

Between the two rivers, and in several small villages scattered in the forest, from 1830, they cleared and planted more rice fields and tapioca, built houses, fortified Bukit Nanas, opened mines, widened the paths. Because all the communications with the littoral passed by the river, there was no road. The locals, by tradition, lived on the left bank of the Klang, so the two communities shared the territory.

The men’s job was to take care of the rice fields and to clear and find tin deposits. The women were busy with their large wooden trays to extract the ore. In exchange for their sales, they bought needed tools, salt, dried fish, clothes and a little opium.

Sutan Puasa left Mandailing territory badly damaged by the Padri wars and impoverished by the Dutch occupation. He joined his community in Kuala Lumpur and made his wealth  in  tin mining. He went along the ore road to Melaka. In 1859, on his way back, he stopped at Lukut, which was already a flourishing mining town. There, he persuaded two Chinese merchants from whom he bought supplies, to return with him and the goods to settle in “the village between the two rivers” where he resided.

Hiu Siew and Ah Sze Keledek were looking for a location not far from the river and on the path used by the coolies on their way from the mines. Ore tin was carried  back in baskets balanced on their shoulders. They cleared an area which will later be the main market square, Pasar Besar. They built their houses side by side and started their business there in 1859. Ah Sze Keledek was a sweet and easygoing man thus his nickname of Ah Sze sweet potato. Both were partners in starting and operating the tin mines. They carried on their trade in food and various goods to equip the mines. Ah Sze Keledek would become one of the wealthiest mine owners in the region.

Hiu Siew, of Hakka origin, took care of the workers from his clan who arrived in large numbers to work in the mines. He built longhouses to house them, set up a small opium den, brought in singsong girls from China, and foremost, promised to take care of the funeral rites should they die. He became the first Captain China of this mining village which was now called Kuala Lumpur.

(source: Wikipedia)

Other merchants arrived later on and opened businesses to supply the industry.

For centuries, tin had been mined in the rich deposits that followed a seam along the North-South Cordillera from Thailand to Malaysia. Dongson drums from the 6th century BCE, are made of an alloy of tin, copper and lead. They were found near Klang and along the Sungai Klang in Selangor, next to  the places that landed the productions from the interior deposits.

These drums, which are found in several places in Asia, show the existence of a maritime trade in the export of tin. The port of Klang received the ore collected by the local tribes and all the profits went to the chiefs who had control of the ports and the rivers. From the 10th century, the Peninsula supplied the tin needs of SouthEast Asia.

The tin mines of Lukut in the Negeri Sembilan were in full production from the beginning of the 19th century. Sultan Muhammad, a Bugis warrior who inherited the Sultanate from the Malaysian kingdoms, reigned over the territory of Selangor and granted two members of his family, Raja Jumaat and Raja Abdullah, the authorization to search for tin seams upstream of the territory’s rivers.

Raja Jumaat operated the Lukut mines and Raja Abdullah obtained the rights to the tin reserves upstream the Klang River. In 1857, he set up an expedition, mainly financed by Baba Chee Yam Chuan, a wealthy Hokkien merchant from Melaka. Bolstered by his brother Raja Jumaat, who provided him with the workforce, he went with eighty seven miners up the Klang river and landed at the confluence between the Klang and the Lumpoor (or Gombak).

In each boat, there were ten men and a large amount of food and equipment. For this trip, the boats were loaded with rice, jars of coconut oil, tobacco, gambier, spirits and opium chest. There were also hoes with axes and other tools, baskets to transport the earth. They took weapons for their protection, muskets, gunpowder, knives and spears. Each man also had his personal package or box containing his spare clothes and a few other possessions. The river was a highway through the jungle, the main road leading to the heart of Selangor.

The boats glide in between two walls of dense vegetation. Near the estuary are the mangroves, trees with aerial roots where a crocodile can sometimes be seen with its mouth open, nipah palms that look like a palm leaf planted straight in the water. In the sweltering, warm air, the trees on the shore sometimes provided some shade. Large bamboo shoots gave a lighter green tone in this endless vegetation that the miners crossed for three long hot days, distracted only by the howling of monkeys.

Most of these young men did not survive the difficult conditions, they had to clear the jungle, to dig within the current and basically to live in the water. Most of them perished from malaria, cholera or dysentery. Other miners arrived from Lukut in boats loaded with provisions. They worked the mines of Ampang and Petaling which started to export their first ingots in 1859. The mines required significant manpower and Raja Abdullah was granted the “Kuasa Cina”. That was the right to import Chinese coolies to work in the Upper Klang mines. These arriving Chinese people were trying to escape the misery of their country. Poverty and famine caused by the defeat of China against the European powers during the opium wars. A man, the Dato Bandar, placed by Raja Abdullah, collected taxes from the crossing of rivers, a dollar for a kati or 600 grams of tin.

Other merchants arrived, and people settled along the roads in slightly raised houses:a plank platform, walls of dried mud or of woven bamboo panels and the roofs made of superimposed  long leaves of attap palm or Nipah palm. These houses sheltered the family from the sun, the rain, wild and domestic animals. Unfortunately they were prone to fire and flooding when the river overflowed.

The jungle remained omnipresent. Inhabitants were allowed to grow vegetables at the back of their house, put a few pigs in a den, hens were running free.

The land belonged to the Sultan or Raja, the population was small and of different origins, from the Mandailings of the Kerincis and the Rawas of Sumatra to the Chinese. With the consent of the Raja,the property belongs to the one who clears and occupies the land permanently. If they cleared more than necessary, they could rent their land to newcomers who would farmed it.

An open cast mine in Perak during the early 20th century. 

(source: https://www.nst.com.my/lifestyle/sunday-vibes/2019/05/489672/magic-and-opium-hardship-faced-early-tin-prospectors)

The village of Kuala Lumpur was developing into an important mining center.

It was a logistic platform, thanks to the numerous surrounding mines and a rich hinterland. The collected and melted tin, the various products of the jungle and the vegetables from the farms on the slopes of the Titiwangsa reef were collected to the benefit of the rest of the country. Goods, equipment, food and more men arrived.

After the death of Hiu Siew , Liu Ngim Kong, his assistant, became Captain China. The title of Captain dates back to Malacca at the time of the Portuguese occupation. It was the usual title of the chief of fairly important Chinese villages in the Malay Peninsula. In 1862 Liu Ngim Kong came to Kuala Lumpur with a young Chinese Hakka, Yap Ah Loi, whom he met in the mines of Lukut and Sungei Ujong (Seremban). Yap Ah Loi was Liu’s right hand and looked after his mines. In 1868, Liu died and Yap Ah Loi succeeded him. He was Captain China until his death in September 1885.

Image Yap Ah Loi & Sutan Puasa (https://cilisos.my/sutan-puasa-vs-yap-ah-loy-who-actually-founded-kuala-lumpur/)

The Sultan, the heads of the Royal House and the great commoners, all live along the river, drawing their income from tolls on the traffic of the river and its tributaries.

In 1867, the royal families of the Selangor tore themselves apart for the rights to export the tin of Klang and Kuala Selangor. The Selangor tin mines provided significant revenue. Six years of fighting ensued for the control of the forts on the river estuaries.

During this period of war, the miners of Kuala Lumpur seek other means and routes to convey the tin towards the ports for international trade. By thus, the tin escaped river taxmen and the Malays fighters  moved towards  inner Selangor to take direct control of the tin mines.

In August 1872, Kuala Lumpur fell, Its fragile wooden and palm houses were completely burned. The mines were abandoned and flooded. Yap ah Loi escaped to Klang.

There was another final battle in March 1873, following which, Yap Ah Loi repossessed what was left of the city and the adjacent mines.

The civil war could have lasted a long time without any results being seen. But it so happens that the Selangor went under British protection in February 1874 and the fighting stopped.

Yap Ah Loi’s first post-war problem was the economic reconstruction of Kuala Lumpur. The mines have turned into muddy ponds. Water wells, chain pumps, smelters and all mine equipment were destroyed. The large Kongsi houses in which the miners lived had been used as military centers and burned down during fights.

The mining workforce has been killed in combat or dispersed to other mines.

Buying equipment, pumping water from the mines, bringing back men, housing them, feeding them, all this had a significant cost. The fortune that Yap Ah Loi had won during his harbor master’s office was swallowed up in the reconstruction of ‘his’ city. Thanks to this indomitable energy, at the end of 1875, he had restored his work force to 6000 miners, compared to 10 000 in 1870.

source: G.R. Lambert & Co – Vision of the Past – A history of early photography in Singapore and Malaya, The photographs of G.R.Lambert & Co., 1880-1910

It is a filthy town, the streets are crowded and dirty, the garbage is piled up on the roadsides. Dysentery, smallpox, cholera and other epidemics run in the population. There is no fire prevention, only a rule requiring all households to keep a barrel full of water always on the ready.

A huge hut of disjointed planks, with the roof badly thatched with palm leaves serves as a game room where a constant horde of loud Chinese and Malaysians bet and play.

In the opium barracks, which are just as badly tied up, planks used as beddings are stacked along the walls, one climbs to those at the top by use of a ladder. A lively servant burns a nugget which he places quickly on the furnace of a long pipe. The reclining man inhales in small puffs the opiate smoke which will help him to continue with his life, to endure the physical pains and the hardships of being far from his country in such difficult conditions.

In a mining town where men outnumber women, there were inevitably innumerable brothels. Most of the very young girls, bought for little from their parents, lived and plied their “trade” in squalid conditions. The houses were filthy, tiny rooms with no windows and no ventilation, so dark that a candle was lit all day long. These young girls, almost slaves, prayed to Hua Fen Fu Ren, the goddess of beauty at the little temple next door.

Father Letessier, the French priest of the Société des Missions Etrangères de Paris, who arrived in Penang in 1880 and 1883 in Kuala Lumpur, arranged a larger and healthier house for prostitutes. There were up to 300 women in 1884 and in 1899 Sister Levine of the congregation of the infant Jesus welcomed their orphans.

Captain China Yap Ah Loi is everywhere, takes care of everything, builds gaming houses and brothels, builds houses for rent, provides public services, school, police, prison, hospital, and makes considerable profits everywhere.

To manage this increasingly large administration, he relied on the organization of Chinese secret societies. Order, law, defense, development, the means of supply, the daily life of minors and the rites after death were taken care of and helped by the Kongsis.

Always, Yap Ah Loi was at the center of all aspects of social affairs. In economics, politics, administration, he took all the important decisions.

Swettenham believed that it was Yap Ah Loi’s personal determination that had prevented the Chinese from abandoning the mines around Kuala Lumpur in 1875.

source: https://www.ttgasia.com/2021/02/11/old-kuala-lumpur-east-west-connection-virtual-tour/

During the years 1875 to 1878 the British were into the habit of regularly visiting Kuala Lumpur. They began to settle in late 1879.

In 1874 Davidson was the resident “advisor” to Sultan Abdul Samad of Selangor.

Indeed, following the wars between the Chinese clans enemies in Perak, and the disputes of the sultans for questions of territoriality and successions as in Selangor, the British were brought to intervene. The East India Company first and then the Colonial Ministry offered to help the Sultans by placing a resident by their side to advise them on economic matters. Sultans and Rajas were to keep ancestral customs and religion. In reality it is the Resident who will govern.

In 1874 after the treaty of Pangkor which ratified these agreements, there was a Resident in Perak, in Selangor, in Pahang and in Negeri Sembilan.

In 1895 the British thought that it was more advantageous to bring these sultanates together in a federation. That was the creation of the Federated Malaysian States, the British Malaya.

In 1896,  the city developed very quickly and more and more inhabitants arrived. The place was almost in the center of the federated states and close to the straits of Melaka, thus it was decided to create a capital between the two rivers Klang and Gombak, at the muddy confluence, Kuala Lumpur.

References

Ref les Temuans: wikipedia Temuan People (consulted 6/12/2019)

Ref les Temuans: Early History

Ref Padri war: Wikipedia Padri War (consulted 9/12/2019)

Ref Dongson drums: https://www.nst.com.my/news/nation/2019/04/477866/dong-son-drums-found-msia-could-be-more-2000-years-old (consulté le 15/02/2020)

Ref Lubis 

Sutan Puasa, Abdur-Razzaq Lubis

  • Padri War, Lubis pages 57 à 147
  • Étain, Lubis page 149
  • Sutan Puasa, Lubis page 187 à 189

Ref Gullick

  • Journal article Kuala Lumpur 1880-1895 J.M. Gullick (journal of Malayan of Branch of the Royal Asiatic Society)
  • Old Kuala Lumpur J.M.Gullick

Jacques de Morgan, Exploration dans la presqu’ile malaise 1884

Jeanne Cuisinier, What I saw in Malaya

Ref prostituees: Lucy Chang Hirata JSTOR, Free indentured enslaved: Chinese prostitutes in 19th century America

À mots couverts, sur les traces de George Orwell en Birmanie

My Path as a Volunteer Guide at the National Museum

By Emna ESSEGHIR

As I gazed at the group photograph of the museum volunteers captured at our year-end “MV Party”, all I saw were radiant smiles, spontaneous reactions, and newfound friendships. This was an opportunity for us all to give thanks and reconnect. Batch 40 MVs were especially jubilant as the party was also their graduation ceremony. As for the rest who attended, we were not short of being excited and spirited. I can most definitely attest this to be true for Batch 38, my batch!

How did this incredible journey unfold? Let me weave the tale of my enchanting odyssey towards becoming a volunteer guide at the National Museum. I’ll illustrate just how exhilarating my journey was. Who knows? This might just kindle the same spark within you to do the same.

It all started in May 2022, upon the recommendation of two esteemed French-speaking guides. Stepping into the presentation room during an information morning session, I was met with a sea of eager faces, a diverse mosaic of different age groups and backgrounds, converging in pursuit of something magical. Throughout the session, I found myself to be further inspired to guide visitors through the museum’s treasures. The presence of existing experienced MVs added a sense of wisdom, while the discourse brimmed with motivation and passion. In that moment, a fervent thought surfaced, “I must be a part of this!”

I soon enrolled, and the thrill of being officially accepted was like a surge of electricity, igniting my excitement for the training which commenced in September 2022. Embracing the same anticipation, I felt as though I was a child eagerly awaiting to return school after a long summer vacation. I was bubbling with enthusiasm.

Before the training kicked off, I made a trip to the bookstore to get some stationery – notebooks, paper, and some colourful pens, like a burst of colours which aptly represented my readiness to dive headfirst into this adventure!

At last, the day of my first class arrived. The not-so-spacious MV Room was already buzzing with attendees. I quietly settled into a seat at the back of the room, observing the unfamiliar faces around me. Apart from a fellow French individual, I was a stranger among strangers, but hey, it was just the first day! 

As the roll call commenced, prompting us to sign next to our names, it felt like we were at school again. We were strongly encouraged not to miss any sessions unless absolutely necessary, with a cautionary note that repeated absence might hinder our progress. 

That was not an issue for me as Tuesday classes were a perfect fit for me. The training team’s introduction was warm and approachable. I have a tendency to infuse my initial impressions with positivity. Striving to be an attentive learner, I absorbed each detail like a sponge. 

It was revealed to us that the diverse topics crucial to Malaysia’s history will form the content of our training. Each of us will be put to the test by undergoing oral assessments of varying durations – 3, 7, and 15 minutes – fun I’d say! Notably, the assessment demanded a supporting written essay with a pre-determined format, character count, and referencing, not unlike an academic research paper!

We had our photographs for our future MV tags, this felt like an initial stride towards a promising journey. Our group was subsequently divided, each subgroup was entrusted to an experienced guide. I found myself under the guidance of Mr. Jega, who exuded an air of wisdom and commanded respect effortlessly. He seemed to possess an encyclopedic knowledge of the museum, almost as if he had been a part of its history from the very start. The setting up of a WhatsApp group with him was aimed at streamlining communication, and each student was tasked with randomly selecting their first three-minute topic. Mine turned out to be ‘tulang mawas.’ A quick dive into Google helped unravel the mystery behind this intriguing phrase! Well, it seemed like diving into reading and research was the name of the game! 

The early sessions posed a challenge, especially for a foreigner like me struggling with a new geography. Feeling lost was a familiar sentiment until a presentation on the ‘Bujang Valley’ prompted a strategic shift. 

I began prepping before class, diving into research to grasp, follow, and engage with the material. Waking up early had long become a routine, a habit cultivated since childhood. Progress was swift, and as the training advanced, I found myself increasingly enjoy reading and researching. Mr. Jega with his insistence for factualness, attention to detail, and kindness, helped polished my knowledge. Thankfully, my presentations sailed through on the first attempt. Our mentors – Jega, Rama, Debbie, Sibilla, and Anna – were stellar trainers. In the classroom, we were all learners, irrespective of our levels. The space fostered camaraderie, gradually breaking down barriers among us. I cherished the conversations I had with my two Korean friends seated in front, even before learning their names. Engaging with my friend Rueben, sometimes relying on his translation for English or Malay words, added to the friendliness. 

Mutual support bound us together. The visible disappointment in someone’s eyes when they had to retake a test was met with a reassuring word. As our journey progressed, the ties within our Batch 38 family strengthened, evolving into something truly priceless.

The passing weeks were a whirlwind, and our volunteer librarians, Jean and Lai Meng, were the pillars of unwavering support, guiding us on how to select suitable books as reference.

Each of us was tasked with experiencing at least three guided tours to absorb, contrast narrative styles, and explore various approaches. Personally, I dove headfirst into more than 10 tours, uncovering hidden gems with each visit. 

As we approached the program’s conclusion, the pivotal moment arrived when we needed to select a mentor for an extensive museum tour. I approached my guide, Mr. Jega, requesting to continue under his wing, and to my delight, he graciously accepted. 

The pride I felt was immeasurable—I aspired to navigate the entire museum in English, a language not native to me, but a challenge I welcomed with open arms! My decision led me through the four galleries, and oh, the tales I have from that journey! 

In our compact team, led by Mr. Jega, each member possessed a distinct style. I surmise this diversity was a common thread among other groups. Yet, amid this diversity, one remarkable and undeniable thread prevailed: the unprecedented unity among us! 

We freely exchanged resources and ideas, fostering an environment devoid of rivalry. We collectively believed in the power of shared knowledge, understanding that its distribution only magnifies its impact. Our mutual support was palpable, a cascade of motivation and encouragement. The elation I experienced witnessing my peers conquer galleries was akin to my own triumphs. Perhaps it’s ingrained in our culture or fostered by our group dynamic. Following Fuad in Malay or someone else in Chinese? Absolutely no issue there! Language barriers crumbled in the face of friendship. Being there, shoulder-to-shoulder with friends, providing unwavering support in times of struggle, is the very essence of our shared experience. In our realm, friendship speaks a universal language, unifying us beyond any linguistic boundaries.

I made it a point to be there for my buddies as they were there for me. That mutual support meant the world, there was no awkwardness among us. My first big win? Jega’s ‘good’ on my report on 26/01/2023. That maiden tour felt like an epic saga! They said it took two hours, but trust me, it felt more like a marathon – easily four hours. We stopped at every single artefact, diving deep into their stories. Mr. Jega wanted to make sure I knew the museum inside out. Round two, a few days later, 03/02/2023, and guess what? Nailed it! I was the first to wrap up, and my mentor’s comment – “completed successfully” – felt like a display of fireworks within me! But wait, it wasn’t a wrap yet, my gang hadn’t finished, and my buddies in other groups were still getting assessed, so I stayed on standby to lend a hand. 

Hey! I’m not some prodigy – everyone was worked hard, and it was beyond amazing! Every day, one of our mentors would blast out a success story on our WhatsApp group. The vibes were all about cheers and high-fives! And voilà! We aced our tasks, every single one of us. Personally, after acing it in English, I aced my French tour, guided by the fabulous Marie Andrée, our experienced French-speaking guide. What a ride!

Then came my very first official tour, and guess who was in my group? A VIP – a distinguished professor, a big shot in the tin world. Was I nervous? Not really nervous, but this thought kept popping up: ‘What if I blank out? What if I can’t find the right info?’ But then I told myself, ‘Come on, Emna! You’ve put in the work for this moment – you’ve got this!’ I had eight visitors in total, and you know what? I completely forgot it was my first tour. It felt like second nature, like I’d been doing this my whole life. Sharing my knowledge was an absolute blast! And you know what topped it off? The feedback was all thumbs up, which gave me a huge sense of peace.

That day, entering Gallery C, I ran into my mentor, Mr Jega. His smile and words of encouragement felt like a beacon of honour, affirming my efforts. The tours kept rolling – English, French, and most recently, Arabic. 

Peering out my window every day, I see the National Museum, a place that now feels like a second home, draped in its traditional Malay style. Memories rush in – cultural escapades, eye-opening visits, mind-boggling conferences, city jaunts, and delightful lunches. 

We’ve woven a tapestry of experiences, deeper than the mere tours. Opting for this program stands tall as one of my most pivotal choices since landing in Malaysia. 

Uncovering the layers of history in this remarkable land has been a rewarding quest. Yet, the real gem lies in the friendships, the extended family I’ve discovered along this path. This expedition continues, and I hope that our friendships endure, transcending the museum’s walls. 

A resounding thanks to everyone, near and far, whose contributions supported our journey. Your encouragement has been our fuel, and we’re driven not to disappoint.

Thank you! 

M & M – Museums and MRT

By Eric Lim

Saturday 25 March 2023 was to be an eventful day for me. I woke up early and off I went to the Sungai Chua Recreation Park for my 3 kilometers run, followed by a set of Taoist Tai Chi. I then went for breakfast and hurried back home to shower, put on my comfortable pair of walking shoes, and I was all set for my to-dos of the day!

First stop was none other than our National Museum. I had wanted to join the scheduled tour but arrived late, so I decided to go solo. To my surprise, when I went into Gallery A, the place was a hive of activity. The usual English tour group had just ‘landed’ at the Neolithic showcase. Past the Perak Man, cave paintings, and metal age displays, was the next highlight of Gallery A – the Bujang Valley, and it was here where I found the first Japanese group. The second Japanese group was already looking at the bronze statue of Avalokitesvara at Gallery B. Just a mere distance away, I could see a mentoring programme in session, and they were just about to start learning about ‘the Melaka story’. Without wanting to interrupt the proceedings, I made my way to Gallery C on the second floor. Here, it was peaceful and quiet, except for some young lads who came charging from the opposite direction. When I arrived at the Penang showcase, it struck me that I had not been inside Fort Cornwallis despite having guided a good number of museum tours! The fort was built by Francis Light when he first set foot on the island in 1786. It was named in honour of Lord Cornwallis, who was then the Governor General of Bengal. It was initially constructed using trunks of the nibong palm but was later changed to brickwork after learning of a threat from the French in the region. In recent times, four cannons were discovered at Fort Cornwallis, two in 2018 and another two in 2019.

Replica of Fort Cornwallis at Gallery C, National Museum / Photo source : Eric Lim

It was just past midnight on 8 December 1941, Japanese forces had landed at Kota Bharu. This attack marked the start of World War II in Asia. In front of me, a replica of a pillbox. These concrete cement structures served as barricades during the war. Again, I have to confess that I have not been inside the pillbox. As I peeked through the hole, lo and behold, I saw a Japanese soldier standing at the far right corner! I have to make a dash to Malaysia Today, i.e. Gallery D. The first Malayan general elections were held on Wednesday 27 July 1955 and out of the 52 seats offered for contest, the Alliance Party won 51 and Pan-Malayan Islamic Party (PMIP) took the one and only seat i.e the constituency of Krian, Perak, won by its member, Ahmad Tuan Hussain with a majority of 450 votes. And out of the 52 who won, there was just one successful woman candidate and she was Halimahton Abdul Majid from UMNO / Alliance who took the Ulu Selangor constituency.

Replica of a pillbox / Photo source : Eric Lim

Information on the 1955 general elections at Gallery D / Photo source : Eric Lim

A look into the world of sports. Kuala Lumpur played host to two international events, one of it being the 16th Commonwealth Games which were held from 11 September 1998 to 21st September 1998. Malaysia became the first Asian country to hold this multi-sport event. Our country ended the campaign with a total gold medal haul of ten to be placed in fourth position, the best ever result that still stands until today. By the way, I had the pleasure to be a volunteer at the KL Games.

Next, the following year from 18th – 21st November, was the World Cup of Golf which was held at The Mines Resort & Golf Club. The golf course sits on what was once the world’s largest open cast tin mines which ceased operation in 1982. The team from the USA composed of Mark O’Meara and Tiger Woods who became the team champion, and the latter also went on to take the individual title with a comfortable nine-stroke margin. The Malaysian team was represented by the late P. Gunasegaran and M. Ramayah, who also passed on 6th March 2023. Ramayah had represented the country a record thirteen times in this competition.

Accreditation card for the 16th Commonwealth Games. Photo source: Eric Lim

M. Ramayah. Photo source: Pargolf Magazine

From one museum to another new history museum in the city. The Sin Sze Si Ya Temple Pioneers of Kuala Lumpur Museum (SSSYTPOKLM) is located on the top floors of four double-storey shophouses in front of the said temple, facing Lebuh Pudu and Jalan Tun H S Lee. When I reached the museum, I was immediately told to join the group that had just started the tour upstairs. And to my surprise (for the second time), I met fellow Museum Volunteers – VP Dennis Ong, Manjeet from Batch 39 and the SSSYTPOKLM museum docent, Lim Ken who had graduated from the National Museum programme a few years prior. Lim joined the SSSYTPOKLM curatorial team in 2018. After five years in the making, SSSYTPOKLM held its official opening on 5 March 2023. YB Nga Kor Ming, Minister of Local Government Development and H.E Tang Rui, Deputy Chief of Mission & Minister, Embassy of the People’s Republic of China were the dignitaries that attended the opening ceremony. The museum is separated into three sections – Kuala Lumpur, Trustees and Sin Sze Si Sze Ya Temple. The first section starts with ‘The Birth of KL’ that highlights the role of the early pioneers like Sultan Abdul Samad, Frank Swettenham, Yap Ah Loy and Sutan Puasa. Followed by ‘Establishment of Sin Sze Si Sze Ya Temple’, ‘Story of Yap Ah Loy’, ‘Era of Trustees’ and ends with panoramic views of ‘Transformation of KL’ over the decades. Along the passage to the third section, are photographs of ‘The Board of Trustees’ since its inception until today. The third section puts its focus on the temple, highlighting ‘Deities Worshiped in the Temple’, ‘Temple Artifacts’ and ‘History & Architecture of the Temple’. This section provides all the relevant information for the visit to the Sin Sze Si Sze Ya Temple. The museum is open from Wednesday to Sunday, from 10.00 am to 5.00 pm.

The official opening of SSSYTPOKLM. Photo source: SSSYTPOKLM Facebook

SSSYTPOKLM operating hours. Photo source: SSSYTPOKLM Facebook

Next stop on my ‘to-do’ list for the day is to ride on the latest train service in the Klang Valley, the MRT Putrajaya Line. It is the second line of the Klang Valley MRT Project, the first being the MRT Kajang Line. Both these lines form part of the Klang Valley Integrated Transit System. Phase 1 of the Putrajaya Line connecting Damansara Damai to Kampung Batu began operations on 16 June 2022 and with the completion of Phase 2 linking Kantonment to Putrajaya Sentral, the line is officially running full service as of 16 March 2023. This alignment which stretches from Kwasa Damansara in Sungai Buloh to Putrajaya Sentral covers a length of 57.7 km, and of which 44.2 km are above street level and 13.5 km passing through underground tunnels. In all, there are 36 stations, with 27 elevated and 9 subways. The full journey is estimated to take 84 minutes. Some of the places of interest or popular attractions to visit around some of these stations are the National Art Gallery, Istana Budaya and Hospital Kuala Lumpur from the Hospital Kuala Lumpur station; the KLCC park, Asy-Shakirin mosque and Ilham Gallery are within 300m from the Persiaran KLCC station; Kuala Lumpur Craft Complex that consists of the Craft Museum, Gift & Souvenir Shop and Craft Village is just five minutes walk from the Conlay station and the Putrajaya Sentral station also serves as interchange stop for the ERL KLIA Transit Line.

The Klang Valley Intergrated Transit Map. Photo source: MRT Corp

A brand new MRT train on the MRT Putrajaya Line. Photo source: Rapid KL

For my return to Kajang, I had to switch trains from the Putrajaya Line to Kajang Line at Kwasa Damansara station. Thus far, I had been sitting on the trains for almost two hours, and it would take another sixty minutes to reach home! It was all about walking and more walking while doing the museums round and just sitting tight and sitting right on the Mass Rapid Transit trains. And for the rest of the day, in the comfort of my living room, I watched a Japanese series that was released last November in Japan.

References
1. Fort Cornwallis – Heritage Sixteen
2. Two 200-year-old cannons found at Fort Cornwallis | Free Malaysia Today (FMT)
3. The Mines Resort & Golf Club | Malaysia | (minesgolf.com.my)
4. Tributes pour in for late Ramayah (nst.com.my)
5. MRT Putrajaya Line – MyRapid