Monday, October 13, 2025
Nilai Dan Prinsip (Values and Morals) SRJK Cina Dan Tamil Tidak Rogol, Liwat, Buli Atau Bunuh Students
- emphasis on values and principles to curb immoral behaviour
- weaknesses in current education system must be addressed urgently
- including through the role of parents
- another rape case in school
- Education is about knowledge, not values, not moral and ethical principles.
- That’s where the shortcoming lies.
- It’s not just the teachers’ fault —
- parents and the system share the blame
MY COMMENTS:
Hah? parents and the system share the blame ?
Banyak cantik.
Habis kita bayar gaji guru untuk apa?
Takkan guru k*rek hidung saja?
Guru sekolah pergi teacher training dua hingga empat tahun untuk apa?
Teachers training college lah, Ipsy Oopsi lah semua untuk apa?
Setiap tahun Budget pendidikan berpuluh bilion Ringgit - duit rakyat.
Semua jadi apa? Belanja untuk apa?
Sekarang nak salahkan ibu bapa pula. parents share the blame ??
Buku N@w@wi itu sudah jadi apa?
Kalau rogol, liwat, buli dan kematian students masih menjadi-jadi habis apa guna habiskan duit rakyat untuk beli buku N@w@wi?
- Ostad dan ostazah macam mana?
- Sejak berpuluh tahun pelajaran agama sudah jadi pelajaran dominan dalam sistem sekolah kebangsaan.
- Setiap minggu berjam-jam waktu pelajaran dikhususkan untuk kelas agama.
- Dari tadika ke sekolah rendah, sekolah menengah hingga ke universiti students belajar agama.
- Dia boleh belajar agama selama hampir 17 tahun. Menghampiri PhD.
- Tetapi kes rogol, liwat, buli dan kematian students masih menjadi-jadi.
another rape case in school ?? Banyak lagi ke kes rogol?
Apa guna ambil ostad dan ostazah kerja di sekolah kalau kes rogol, liwat, buli dan kematian students di sekolah makin menjadi?
Ok saya bagi solution yang simple.
1. Kalau berlaku kes rogol, liwat, cabul, buli, kematian di sekolah (sekolah rendah, menengah, tinggi, berasrama, sekolah agama whatever) pastikan guru besar atau pengetua terus di buang kerja. Somebody must be held responsible. Juga Pegawai Pendidikan Daerah / Negeri mesti dibuang kerja. Why? Because mereka yang bertanggungjawab atas pentadbiran dan pengurusan semua sekolah kerajaan di kawasan mereka.
2. Cuba study kenapa jarang atau tidak berlaku kes rogol, liwat, cabul, buli, kematian di sekolah Cina dan sekolah Tamil. Padahal anak-anak Cina pakai skirt, seluar pendek dan terlibat pelbagai aktiviti sukan dan ko-kurikulum. Mereka tidak pakai baju kain ela pun. Tak pernah kita dengar atau paling jarang sekali kita dengar kes rogol, liwat, cabul, buli, dipukul mati di sekolah Cina dan Tamil.
Agama mereka pula digelar 'kapir'. Tetapi anak mereka lebih selamat. Dan mereka tidak ada pun pengajian agama mereka selama berjam-jam seminggu. Tidak ada pun pengajian agama Buddha atau agama Hindu di SRJK Cina dan Tamil.
Mereka lebih fokus ilmu pengetahuan yang berguna atau practical knowledge - sains, matematik, sejarah yang realistik (bukan sejarah khayalan dan omong), accounting dsbnya. Dan seperti mana disebut Mufti Perlis Dr Maza mereka sangat tekankan kualiti.
The system is breaking down. Tapi sistem kepunyaan orang lain is not breaking down. Orang lain dapat bunga dia boleh buat taman bunga. Kera pula dapat bunga dia tunjuk kera juga.
Nilai Dan Prinsip apa ni?
ReplyDeleteFun Run in London-town BANS girls from taking part. When it comes to Isaacs it is apartheid. When it is Ishmael’s gender-apartheid Saddiq Khan say ok.
https://youtu.be/HJw3G-rN6DU
Apparently the Syed spoke too soon...but do wonder what cause a 14 year old boy in a urban school to behave in such violent manner? Chinese press do reports on both victim and perpertrator. Waiting for the report to become public, if they do publicized it.
ReplyDeleteAttended Kuala Lumpur Archdiocese World Mental Health Day the past Saturday, and I think it is wise not to assume the way things were in the 50s, 60s, 70s, 80s, 90s, 00s, 10s are the same as what kids have to endure these days. Although there are principles that unchangeable even between eras or decades. I can safely assume the parents of the boy would be in deep shock and question on how did things end up the way there are. It will take sometime to manage it.
This came up in fb and was struck by the part "...overstimulated..."
DeleteThe questions that came to mind... are we living in an overstimulated environment now? Listening to talk by psychologists talked, in public session, seems to suggest so...
Can I have "less said the better" moment, even in here? Will try...
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DeleteA message from a Kindergarten teacher:
After forty years in the classroom, my career ended with one small sentence from a six-year-old:
“My dad says people like you don’t matter anymore.”
No sneer. No malice. Just quiet honesty — the kind that cuts deeper because it’s innocent. He blinked, then added, “You don’t even have a TikTok.”
My name is Mrs. Clara Holt, and for four decades, I taught kindergarten in a small Denver suburb. Today, I stacked the last box on my desk and locked the door behind me.
When I started teaching in the early 1980s, it felt like a promise — a shared belief that what we did mattered. We weren’t rich, but we were valued. Parents brought warm cookies to parent nights. Kids gave you handmade cards with hearts that didn’t quite line up. Watching a child sound out their first sentence felt like magic.
But that world slowly slipped away. The job I once knew has been replaced by exhaustion, red tape, and a kind of loneliness I can’t quite describe.
My evenings used to be filled with construction paper, glitter, and glue sticks. Now they’re spent filling out digital reports to protect myself from angry emails or lawsuits. I’ve been yelled at by parents in front of twenty-five children — one filming me with his phone while I tried to calm another child mid-meltdown.
And the kids… they’ve changed too. Not by choice.
They arrive tired, anxious, overstimulated. Their tiny fingers know how to swipe a screen before they can hold a crayon. Some can’t make eye contact or wait in line. We’re expected to fix all of it — to patch the gaps, heal the trauma, teach the curriculum, and document every move — in six hours a day, with resources that barely fill a drawer.
The little reading corner I once built, full of soft beanbags and paper stars, was replaced by data charts and “learning metrics.” A young principal once told me, “Clara, maybe you’re too nurturing. The district wants measurable results.”
As if kindness were a weakness.
Still, I stayed. Because of the small, holy moments that no spreadsheet could measure —
a whisper of, “You remind me of my grandma.”
a shaky note that read, “I feel safe here.”
a quiet boy finally meeting my eyes and saying, “I read the whole page.”
Those tiny sparks were my reason to keep showing up.
But this last year broke something in me.
The aggression grew sharper. The laughter in the staff room turned to silence. The light went out of so many eyes. I watched brilliant teachers — my friends — vanish under the weight of burnout, their joy replaced by survival.
I felt myself fading too, like chalk on a board that’s been wiped one too many times.
So today, I began my goodbye. I pulled faded art off the walls and tucked thirty years of handmade cards into a single box. In the back of a drawer, I found a letter from a student from 1998:
“Thank you for loving me when I was hard to love.”
I sat on the floor and cried.
No party. No applause. Just a handshake from a young principal who called me “Ma’am” while checking his notifications.
I left my rocking chair behind, and my sticker box too. What I carried with me were the memories — the faces of hundreds of children who once trusted me enough to reach out their hands and learn. That can’t be uploaded. It can’t be measured. It can’t be replaced.
I miss when teachers were partners, not targets. When parents and educators worked side by side, not in opposition. When schools cared more about wonder than numbers.
So if you know a teacher — any teacher — thank them. Not with a mug or a gift card, but with your words. With your respect. With your understanding that behind every test score is a heart that cared enough to try.
Because in a world that often overlooks them, teachers are the ones who never forget our children.