Happy 92nd birthday dad! |
By God’s grace, dad celebrated his 92nd birthday yesterday. The church family sang him the birthday song and
later, we had a nice dinner to celebrate his special day. Seeing the smile on his face, just being there
among those who care for him, is truly a gift and I just thank God for blessing
dad with a measure of good health.
When he left Ipoh for the South in the early 1940s, he
probably did not know that he would meet a pretty JB girl and settle down
here. At that time the only family he
had were Mr & Mrs George Wilson and the brothers and sisters he grew up with
at Elim Gospel Hall, Ipoh. But dad gained a large family after he married mum,
the eldest daughter of 11 siblings in grandfather’s family, with an extended
family of uncles and aunts and ever increasing brood of nephews and nieces.
Mum and dad with their two grand-daughters, Melanie Mullard [Left] and Amanda Loh [2nd from Right] |
With a keen interest in the medical profession, dad went to
Singapore during WW2 where he joined the Royal Army Medical Corps. [At that time Singapore and Malaya was still
was one country.] He told me that his
nature of work was in rescuing the wounded.
As soon as the siren sounded for ceasefire, his medical team was the
first line of rescue to reach any wounded soldiers, provide First Aid and rush
them to hospitals. When the war was
over, he distinctly remembered that he returned to Ipoh by train.
As British occupied Malaya was gaining stability politically
and economically, dad saw a newspaper advertisement for staff recruitment in
the Johor Baru General Hospital (JB GH).
Since he was already familiar with South Malaya, dad did not hesitate to
apply and he came to JB to train with the JB GH as a Hospital Assistant.
Dad with Emily, the "other grand-daughter" |
Training under the British hospital administration in 1948 gave
local trainees a taste of their high standards of excellence in every area of
work from bed-making to maintaining records.
In those non-computer days, it was necessary to meticulously record
everything manually and systematically, in cards and giant record books.
Dad also loved to tell us about his bachelor days where he
enjoyed hanging out with fellow trainees who later became his colleagues. From old photos, I know that dad had a very
active lifestyle – swimming and playing games like basketball and badminton as
well as dancing!
He fondly recalls the golden days when the hall in the
nurses’ hostel would be turned into a ballroom and music was played from 78RPM
vinyl records on old-fashioned turntables. Those were happy days when there was often a
line of nurses waiting for their turn to dance with him – the Dancing King!
Dad with Uncle Cyril, dinner together in June 2014 |
Just like most young people, dad had a group of close
friends who used to enjoy jam sessions – playing music together – for their own
fun and entertainment. They had good
times playing their banjo-mandolins, singing and probably serenading the nurses
too.
Sadly most of dad’s old friends
have passed on and we don’t know of who else may still be around but we are in
touch with Uncle Cyril Clark, dad’s former colleague in the JB GH, who is about
10 years his junior. Incidentally, Uncle
Cyril’s daughter and I were classmates and we remain in close touch even till
today.
Dad sharing a tosai with Melanie in an Indian restaurant |
When dad and his colleagues went on night duty, they would
complete their rounds and stay awake with chit-chatting and he also made use of
the time to learn to speak Tamil from his Indian colleagues. Over the years, dad acquired quite a wide
vocabulary and is able to have a short conversation in Tamil. So when we visit Indian restaurants, he would
have fun impressing the waiters and having some language practice with them!
At that time when mum and dad were based in the Government Health Centre in Masai, dad’s ability to speak Tamil gave Indian patients, who
were not bi-lingual, a great deal of comfort and assurance when he could
converse with them about their illnesses.
His interest in the Tamil language continued to develop after his
retirement as he even started learning the Tamil script from a book I bought
him and had some tutoring when he joined a class with the JB Senior Citizens
Club.
Dad, weeding the flower beds, wisely seated on a wooden stool! |
Even though he no longer attends the class, he still
practices his Tamil script writing daily and diligently. However, sitting down for too long in his
advanced age, bent over the table to write, is causing a dull pain in his neck
and back. So now he wears his watch to
keep a closer eye on the time and limits himself in writing practice so that he
will avoid getting that nagging pain!
At this ripe old age, dad is doing quite well in managing
his aches and pains. In recent years he
has finally accepted the fact that he can no longer cope with looking after the garden. His pet plants have what we
call, his tender loving care because he will water them twice a day – once in
the morning and also in the evening. Now
the number of potted plants in the garden are gradually being reduced and
what’s left are the hardy plants that can manage without his tender loving
care.
Now he can hardly do any weeding but he waters the plants –
still using the watering can – as this is a form of exercise for him. I know it is difficult for him to do less in
the garden but he has to listen to his body.
That’s why I was glad to see him doing some weeding on one of his “good
days” when his body permitted him to do a little more. This was possible by wisely sitting on a
wooden stool to comfortably reach the flower bed!
Dad with Emily and Soke Har |
Dad’s hobby in reading is shared by my sisters and I and we used to enjoy shopping for non-fiction books for him but we have stopped that because he can no longer enjoy reading due to his deteriorating eyesight. After the optometrist confirmed that his eyesight cannot be helped by corrective lenses, it took dad some time before he could finally accept this unhappy fact.
Now instead of buying dad books to read, we buy him music from his era
to listen to and his favourite BBC comedies that have been re-mastered into
DVDs to watch on a big-screen HD TV. Every
now and then, when he decides to watch these shows, we can hear him chuckling away
as he enjoys English sit-coms like Fawlty Towers, Mind Your Language and Keeping
Up Appearances!
Dad with Veronica, his favourite [and only!] daughter-in-law! |
Looking back, it’s interesting to note that among all the
lovely nurses dad met in his dancing days, he married mum who was then a midwife with the JB GH – a nurse who has no interest in dancing! We are all very blessed because she is the
perfect match for him, a helpmate and companion, even to this day. We may not say it often enough, but we love you dearly, daddy. Happy 92nd
birthday!
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