The House of Abasouff.... even my late dad quizzled with question in his head...What is Abasouff? And i told him, "aiseimen abah... that's a combined name of u & yr late dad (Abas+yusouff=Abasouff)". Right....then he understood & smiled.
That was couple of years back b4 he passed away in 2003 due to massive heart attack... i missed him alot although we never get along when i was in school... but it's a different kinda relationship when i grew adulthood & became independent with my salaried work. He became friendlier & like a best friend to me. Always he adviced me about work (as a teacher) & how he asked me to considered looking for another job or continuing my studies.
How he helped me alot with my ambition becoming a school teacher, accompanying me for interviews at teacher's college & activities related to schools & teachings. Within my tenure as a teacher, I studied nite classes for computer studies & managed to get a diploma.
After 5 years as a temporary teacher I still failed to enter teacher's college. Luck was never with me coz they the Edu Ministry prefered "fresh" candidates (school leavers)... so i got fed-up with the birocracy & tried my luck with the private sector. My first salary when teaching was RM315.00 (in 1989 & after 6 months waiting!!) & after 5 years the last salary was RM500 (including allowances).
This incident reminded me to P.Ramlee's movie when the late actor M. Zain in "Labu-Labi" said, "ooooh what a pittey... no road & no jalan... I dono whether I'm going to the hell or to heaven".
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