Showing posts with label Residential School. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Residential School. Show all posts

Tuesday, 30 January 2018

MCKK Again - 2017

2 January 2017 - This posting should have been a year back but the arduous working life in Kuala Lumpur has sapped too much of our time. There is never enough time as the saying goes, it is only setting the correct priority to do things that we love to do.  Tracking the boys development and their years of growing should be top most.
It was the day of going back to form 3 in college. Pre-dawn driving to Kuala Kangsar would be the routine to avoid heavy traffic along the highway. Not to mention the heat and crowd along the stop over conveniences.

Denzel - keeping his eyes awake.
Late morning we were back to the familiar stately hostel of the college. Adel's name came up to the ground floor dorm mixed with students of other years except for form one - protected at prep school.
Corridor perspective - to be ingrained for life.
The beds were all assigned to their names
All hands on deck to get Adel to settle in his belongings. Blue bed sheet and pillow casing. Lockset to be metal cabinet. Checking on the electrical items to be in working order. The dorm was not too shabby. It was very airy, spacious and central to plenty of games court around it.
Kakak's helping hand made it all too easy.
Clearing of his stuffs from the car.
Lukman's family dropped by to say hi.
Next - keeping his books at his newly assigned classroom.

Selecting his year-long study table and his most favorable position in the classroom

Marking his name on his selected - or most probably the only lockable - locker.

Class mate Akil dropped by to say hi.

That's done - one pose for the album.

Next would be the registration hall - handled by the teachers collecting on behalf of the college on all kinds of yearly fees.



Simple, straightforward registration and payment procedures.

Class teacher was very cordial - even teasing junior brother on when he should be coming to this college.

If you are a MCOBA this image would bring you back to your own student-day memory, wouldn't it?

Or maybe the backdrop of this photo?

 

Adel has strived to be himself and he began to show his collegian personality - the swagger, confidence and belief in himself. He managed to find and enjoy his standing among the 100 odd students of his year. He has settled himself well into the MCKK system, be it among the teachers, seniors or the juniors, without compromising on his own character, charisma or traits of his younger days. More importantly, the college is driving him to his full potential, instilling the integrity, solidarity and moral values of their wholesome education to their young adult phase of life.
The photo below came slightly over-exposed but couldn't help noticing the confidence of my son striding along in his uniform below the tagline that the college inspires them to become.
 
 
 

Tuesday, 9 February 2016

Budak Kolej

Students of MCKK - Budak Kolej or College Boy - shall be in the circle of elite men for the rest of their lives. They are drilled on discipline from the moment stepping onto the school compound. They are instilled on grooming, etiquette, protocol or nobility in their daily routines. They are introduced to integrity, dignity and honor among themselves. Above all, they are reinforced with continuous moral lessons and religious knowledge that will sustain themselves to an even-keeled to lead and govern this country.
They were boys used to excelled academically in primary schools. The college further teaches them excellence in other curriculum - be it in sports, debating, creativity, or even artistic pursuits. Passion in their chosen activity is strongly advocated. In building leadership traits, resilience, courage and confidence are being ingrained in them. Of course, intelligence comes second nature to these brilliant young boys.
Most appealing of all, the college develops a strong life-long camaraderie among the 100-odd boys per annual intake. This residential bonding of looking over each other and bear consequences of your dorm actions will lead to lifetime affection, nostalgia and trust (or mistrust) among them.
The dynamics of this relationship, coupled with solid fundamentals of excellence will propel them to success in their career paths - be it in the government services, tertiaries, private or corporate conglomerates - Budak Kolej will forever endeavor this pursuit of excellence for the rest of their lives....!
Even when a fellow or two decided NOT to pursue the traditional charted educational program, somehow they will never be ostracized - instead they will be respected and measured accordingly. And yet amongst the scores of accolades accumulated or material successes gained, these boys couldn't care less. When they are together, it's just like being in Kuala Kangsar all over again...! Most important to them would be their ties are straight, shirts crisply tucked in and immaculately groomed; as after all they must ALWAYS be true to themselves in being Budak Kolej....
  

Tuesday, 5 January 2016

Carpe Diem

John Keating: They're not that different from you, are they? Same haircuts. Full of hormones, just like you. Invincible, just like you feel. The world is their oyster. They believe they're destined for great things, just like many of you, their eyes are full of hope, just like you. Did they wait until it was too late to make from their lives even one iota of what they were capable? Because, you see gentlemen, these boys are now fertilizing daffodils. But if you listen real close, you can hear them whisper their legacy to you. Go on, lean in. Listen, you hear it? - - Carpe - - hear it? - - Carpe, carpe diem, seize the day boys, make your lives extraordinary.
1906
1907
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John Keating: We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, "O me! O life!... of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless... of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?" Answer. That you are here - that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?
Hari Anugerah 2015

Debating Trips

Sunday, 3 January 2016

Year 2 - Back to College

Early Sunday morning the whole family woke up before 5.30am to make our way to Kuala Kangsar for Year 2 registration. Continuous driving for slightly over 2 hours, we made to the year 2 hostel in the Big School compound right at the furthest end from the entrance gate. The boys were housed in dorms according to their groups. Adel's dorm 7 was at the third floor even closer to the town street than prep school dormitory as shown in the photos below.
 Look closely, you will see Secret Recipe new outlet along the street shop.
 Mosque literally next door.
 
Some families came the day before to pick on beds of their choice. Others reserved a bed or two as requested by their friends.
 Kakak was in hand to help Adel out in making his bed and sorting out his cupboard.
 
Medan Pelajar - Students Gallery
All fees duly paid up and subscribed in accordance to guidelines set by the school. The teachers were also on administrative duty to ensure quick registration for all, and it was very efficient indeed..!
Back to the hostel, Lukman's family has arrived and took the bed across the dorm. All 14 beds allocated in this dorm were fully occupied even before noon.
First priority for each boy would be to ensure making his bed sheet cover in spick and span as anything less would mean inviting prefects' admonition or worse, unwanted punishment.
 
Lukman's family
 
Like father like son.
That's my son you know!