Friday, October 30, 2009

Le Test De Français

Aujourd'hui, j'ai un test de français 2 de 2h 00 jusqu'à 3h 30 de l'aprés midi. Ce n'est pas facile à la différence de test de français 1

Dans le test, il y a la compréhension orale, la compréhension écrite, la grammaire, et deux essais dans le test. Pour moi, la compréhension orale est l'essai est difficile. Je ne sais pas si j'ai bien fais. Haiz. 

De plus, j'ai beaucoup le devoir à la maison de français et les mathématiques. D'ailleurs, j'ai deux examens le semaine prochain. Ce sont le Malaysian Studies (Mercredi) et le physique (Vendredi).

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Today, I had a French test 2 at 2.30 p.m. to 3:30 p.m. . It is not easy unlike the French test 1.

In the test, there are listening comprehension, reading comprehension, grammar, and two tests in the test. For me, listening comprehension and essay are difficult. I do not know if I'm doing fine. Haiz.

Moreover, I have a a lot of French and mathematics homeworks. Besides, I have two exams the next weeks. These are the Malaysian Studies (Wednesday) and physical (Friday).

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Let’s not forget the value of the rule of law

Source: http://thestar.com.my/columnists/story.asp?col=bravenewworld&file=/2009/10/29/columnists/bravenewworld/4995302&sec=Brave%20New%20World

BRAVE NEW WORLD
By AZMI SHAROM


Those who should know better are forgetting the values enshrined in our Constitution, thus the Bar Council’s education campaign.

DO you remember VK Lingam? You don’t? Let me refresh your memory.

He is a lawyer who, at least at one point, was said to have had a lot of influence on the judiciary. So much influence in fact that he was found to have been brokering judicial positions.

Normally I am coy about making blunt statements like this, due to memories (vague and sleepy as they are) of my classes on the topic of defamation, but this is not me making a bold statement. This is the finding of the Royal Commission established to investigate the authenticity of a videotape which had VK Lingam in it.

The video shows Lingam talking to a judge and promising to ensure his promotion. The Commission found that the tape was real; the person talking on the tape was VK Lingam; he was talking to Judge Ahmad Fairuz; and indeed the appointment and promotion of judges do appear to have been open to manipulation from private citizens and members of the Cabinet (in the case of that video, Tengku Adnan Tengku Mansor).
Do you remember now? Correct, correct, correct, he is the man in the scandalous Lingam tape.

Well, it seems that the Commission’s proposal that these men be investigated under several laws (such as the Anti-Corruption Act) is not going to be taken to the logical conclusion of a trial, because the government has decided there is not enough evidence.

Bizarre, isn’t it?

You have a tape with serious implications about our judiciary and prima facie unsavoury activities authenticated by a Royal Commission, and they say there is not enough evidence.

Come on, just last week Tian Chua the Pakatan MP was found guilty of biting a policeman on, at least as reported in the press, little more evidence than the policeman in question basically saying “he bit me, honest he did, he bit me.”

How much evidence do you need?

Why is this a serious matter? Well, the judiciary is a crucial part of our system of government; a system of government which, according to the Constitution, practices a separation of powers.

That is to say, to ensure that despotism does not rule, the people who make the laws (Parliament), the people who enforce the laws (Cabinet) and the people who decide on any question of law (the judiciary) are kept apart to avoid any one body or person from having absolute power.

The judiciary must therefore be as independent as possible so that they can do their job without fear or favour, and so that the citizens of the country can have faith in the system.

If we do not want to live in a dictatorship, then an independent judiciary is a fundamental element of our system of governance that must be protected.

Having lawyers brokering positions in the judiciary along with Cabinet ministers in the tawdriest manner imaginable does not bode well for the independence of the judiciary or its dignity.

This matter is important to the founders of this nation, which is why you find it enshrined in the Constitution.
The Constitution is the document that lays down all the basic principles required to run our country in a particular manner. Ours has determined that our country is one which practices a secular, democratic system with separation of powers.

Without this foundation, the governance of this country will be rudderless and its citizens bereft of important protections spelt out in the Constitution.

The importance of this document cannot be emphasised enough, and in this light it is heartening that the Bar Council’s Constitutional Law Committee has decided to launch a first-of-its-kind awareness programme called the My Constitution Campaign (Kempen Perlembagaan Ku).

I really dislike campaigns. They usually smack of lip service and sometimes are embarrassing (1Toilet anyone?), but this is one campaign that I think is necessary.

It will basically be about spreading information regarding the Constitution to the Malaysian public in a style that is easily understood and digested.

This will take the form of booklets, citizen service advertisements and public forums.The campaign begins at 3pm on Nov 13 at the Bar Council (open to all), and hopefully they will enjoy some success.

Now, I do not for one second believe that the My Constitution Campaign is going to create an entire population well versed in the Constitution.

I have no delusions that people will be talking about it with the same vigour as they do about whatever reality singing and dancing programme on the telly right now, but what I hope it will achieve is to ensure that those of us who do care about our lives and our futures; those who think that good governance and justice are important aspects of life, will at least have a better understanding of this, the supreme law of the nation, which was created with those values as its ideals.

It is an understanding that those who have decided to drop the Lingam case seem to lack.
> Dr Azmi Sharom is a law teacher. The views expressed here are entirely his own.

Friday, October 23, 2009

Deux Examens Dans Deux Semaines

 Le Vendredi, 26 Octobre 2009, il y a une examen de français. Je ne suis pas content car je ne veux pas apprendre le français. 

Je suis un peu paresseux.  Le français est difficile parce que Complements Object Indirect (COI). Il est très déroutant mais je comprends. (je pense...). D'ailleurs, il y a orale compréhension que je déteste parce que je ne peux pas écouter très bien. Le personne parle très vite. Haiz....



Deux semaine prochain, il y a une examen de physique. Je pense que il n'est pas très difficile parce que je comprends bien. Mais Monsieur Fabian peut faire une examan très difficile.



Conclusion, je dois étudier le français et la phisque bien.

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On Friday, October 26, 2009, there is a French exam. I am not happy because I do not want to learn French. I am a bit lazy. The French is difficult because of the Complement Object Indirect (COI). It is very confusing but I understand. (I think ...). Besides, there are oral understanding that I hate because I can not listen very well. The person spoke very fast. Haiz ....


Next two weeks, there is a physics exam. I think it is not very difficult because I understand well. But Mr. Fabian can make the test very difficult.


Conclusion I have to study French and physics well.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Hoping for change


BRAVE NEW WORLD



The Nobel Peace Prize should not be given lightly, and neither should corruption and political office be mentioned in the same breath.
WHAT a funny week it has been. One man gets a prize despite having done nothing to deserve it and another gets a prize despite having done something which should have prevented him from getting it.
I am speaking of US President Barack Obama and local politician Tan Sri Mohd Isa Samad. Boy, I never thought I’d use these two names in the same sentence.
Obama’s Nobel Peace Prize came out of the blue and of course the question on everybody’s mind was, what on earth did he do to deserve it?
Apparently it is for the “hope” that he has given to a world totally “bushed” from America’s cowboy “diplomacy” of the past eight years.
Well, if making people feel good is a factor to be considered for the Nobel Peace Prize then I nominate Barry Manilow for bringing joy to countless millions of housewives around the world (with his music, of course).
Another reason given by the Nobel people is the “potential” that he has shown for bringing peace to the world. This is very weird. For one thing, his “potential” has not been particularly promising.
America is still at war in Iraq and Afghanistan and in fact its presence in Afghanistan appears to be getting even stronger, what with the call from the senior US military commander there, General Stanley A. McChrystal, for 40,000 more troops.
And the so-called peace process between Palestine and Israel sees America basically letting the Israelis do whatever they want.
Jewish settlements in Arab land continues, United Nations Human Rights Council Judge Richard Goldstone’s (a Jew incidentally) condemnation on the attacks on Gaza is brushed aside by the United States and the Palestinians are told to go to the negotiating table with no conditions attached, basically tying their hands behind their backs.
So, forgive me if I don’t see how Obama is going to achieve this “potential” as the architect, or at the very least a big wheel in the achievement of world peace.
And what if he doesn’t live up to this expectation? What if things get worse? Does he have to give the prize back?
Don’t get me wrong, Obama is so much more palatable than Bush and I’m certain diplomatic ties between America and the rest of the world is going to be much, much better under him.
But the Nobel Peace Prize should not be given lightly and the reasons why he has been bestowed this honour seems to me to be rather frivolous and premature.
Now, over to our little corner of the world. Isa Abdul Samad has given something for the Umno people to crow about.
He won the by-election in Bagan Pinang and added some 3,000 votes to Umno’s majority.
This is Umno’s first major victory in all the by-elections after the 2008 general election.
It’s all a little strange because Isa, as everybody knows, was found guilty of money politics by his own party and has just served out his punishment.
Some may say that the man has “done his time” and should not be stopped from competing in the elections.
Normally I would agree, but not in this case. Money politics is corruption; it is not a “technical offence”, whatever that might be.
In light of the fact that corruption is one of the banes of Malaysian public life, choosing him as their candidate (and now having him as an assemblyman) is to my mind akin to allowing a convicted paedophile to be a kindergarten teacher after he has served his time.
There are some offences which should bar one from certain jobs.
Corruption and political office is one of those situations.
Having said that, the people of Bagan Pinang obviously do not consider corruption to be such a big issue, which is why they gave Isa such a nice majority.
What is interesting to note is the very large (40%) swing among non-Malay voters away from the Pakatan. Whatever their reasons for this loss in faith, Pakatan, in particular PAS, has to take note.
They have to figure out what went wrong and try to rectify it. Denial and angry accusations are not going to help.
It’s been a funny old week. We have two men, both receiving prizes that maybe should not have gone to them.
Only the future can tell if this will have any significant effect at all.
Dr Azmi Sharom is a law teacher. The views expressed here are entirely his own.

Sunday, October 4, 2009

So fast Exam

Haiz, so fast exam.
Barely a week after Raya holiday, I have to sit for Physics test at this coming Friday. Then French test the week after which getting tougher as time passes by. Mathematics and Basic Electricity is also around the corner to "torture" me. And the weird things is no one have even received the marks for the tests that we have sat before the Raya holidays. and I still don't the mood to study for anything now. haiz. Oh ya, not to forget, I have to presentation in two weeks time for Malaysian Studies about our Ministry of Defence.

Oh ya, today is Jared's birthday. Don't forget to wish him. Later he merajuk. lol

Friday, October 2, 2009

Growing up in an age of innocence

Source: http://thestar.com.my/columnists/story.asp?col=bravenewworld&file=/2009/10/1/columnists/bravenewworld/4807839&sec=Brave%20New%20World

Brave New World


By AZMI SHAROM

Childhood is the time of great innocence. Friends will be friends because we get along, and there’s no ‘other’.

I WENT to Francis Light 1 primary school in Jalan Perak. This was in Penang, naturally, because which other state will have a school named after Francis Light?

The school was (is) in a poor part of town and most of the children were street smart and tough.

I, on the other hand, was a soft suburbanite who only went to this school, miles away from home, because of my father’s strange “sense of history”.

I suppose Sekolah Bukit Lancang does not have the same historical resonance as “Francis Light”.
Be that as it may, I had a wonderful time there, partly due to the fact that I was fat and too large to be picked on by my fellow undernourished pupils.

I am not one for sentimentality, but looking back, it was indeed a time of great innocence.

My “best friend” depended on who sat next to me.

So, in Standard One, it was a little chap with curly hair called Syed.

We used to play on the roots of the giant trees surrounding our school, pretending that if we fell off, the “buaya” would eat us; very exciting stuff, and not a Gameboy in sight.

In Standard Three, my best mate was Alan.

Strangely enough, we have both ended up on the same career path.

He, too, is a law lecturer, but he’s on the wrong side of the Cause­way.

Unfortunate for us, as he is a far better academic than me.

Standard Four saw me perpetually hanging around with Ganesan, a kid fatter than myself who had a wonderful brain rich with imagination.

Obsessed as he was by food, he was convinced that heaven was a place where everything was made of edible stuff.
Knowing my dietary restrictions and concerned about his pal after death, Ganesan once told me, “Azmi, in heaven, you don’t have to worry. You can eat pork because the pigs will be made of pink jelly.”

I think he has emigrated to Australia.

In my last year there, I was in a little gang of misfits consisting of Sultan, Zahir and Suresh — I think that was his name.

Oh, but I’m getting old; I can see his face so clearly and remember that he was petrified of cockroaches, but what is his name?

Friends were friends because we got along. That’s all.

And teachers were liked or disliked because of what they did.

Cikgu Syed was well respected because he was cool.

Mr Goh could play the guitar and sing; groovy.

Cikgu Zubaidah was loved because she was utterly dedicated to us.

And there was Mrs Gopal who was rather feared because she was such a disciplinarian.

So much so that when I bumped into her on the streets while I was in Form 3 and she looked at me and said “Ah, Azmi, why are you not in school”, I trembled and mumbled some excuse about it being break time between SRP papers.

The fact that by then I was a head and a half taller than her made no difference at all.

There are others, of course, friends and teachers. Some were enemies and some were seriously disliked, but the point is there was no sense of the “other”.

“Unity” depended purely on personality. That is the way with children.

But when you have a situation where the “real world” divides us and insists on our differences, whatever childhood innocence will dissipate and be replaced with something else. Something divisive and exclusionary.
In this light, will the idea of having a “multiracial hostel” be anything more than simply a PR exercise? I seriously doubt it.
As long as we go on the way we are, as long as our system of governance does not change, as long as there is no true sense of belonging for all people in this nation, then any superficial attempt at “national unity” will be as illusory as pink jelly pigs.
> Dr Azmi Sharom is a law teacher. The views expressed here are entirely his own.