(Dear Ahmad Ismail), I am a Malaysian

The Jalur Gemilang on the wall in my room during my days studying in Australia, in this photo taken in 2000. A few years before, the very same flag was hung up in my oldest sister’s room while she was studying in New Zealand.
I am a Malaysian.
My father, however, was a British citizen growing up because, well, there was no Malaysia – or Malaya then. My grandfather died before Merdeka, and his father, my Ng Kong Cho, even had a British passport (he never travelled though). After Merdeka, he (like my dad) became Malaysians by operation of law.
That’s four generations of Malaysians – three of whom where born in the British Colony of Malacca. The two generations before Ng Kong Cho were also born in Malacca.
The two generations before them – father (Cheong Soo Keng) and son (Cheong Koh Boon) – were born in China and arrived in Malacca as a family in the late 1700s. Along the way, their descendents -ending with my grandfather – married Nyonyas (and who knows how far back that family tree goes on tha side).
The last migrant in the Cheong line of my family died in the late 1800s – that was over 200 years ago. The first of the Malacca-born Cheongs (my my ancestoral line, that is) was also born in the 19th century – the same century that the the Anglo-Dutch Treaty of 1824 and the Pangkor Treaty 1874 was signed; Before the formation of the Federated Malay States; Before the Japanese arrived; Before Merdeka. And before Malaysia was born in 1963.
My birth certificate states that I am a Malaysian.
I hold a Malaysian passport, and carry a MyKad with me everywhere I go.
I drive a Malaysian-made car, using a Malaysian driver’s license.
I studied for my degree in Australia as a Malaysian foreign student.
I pay taxes like all other Malaysian citizens.
No one in my family were ever squatters – not pre-Merdeka and definitely not after, and after six generations of Malacca-borns, we are definitely not migrants.
I was born in Petaling Jaya, Selangor and grew up in Bangsar, Kuala Lumpur where I still live. I speak the national language, Bahasa Malaysia. Negaraku is my national song.
The Jalur Gemilang is my national flag.
I am a Malaysian.
1.55pm Malaysian time (+8 GMT)











He still insists that his version of history is accurate.
Btw, I made the same mistake as well in my blog post, but it’s Ahmad Ismail, not Ahmad Said.
Thanks Klaw, I noticed the error too when I checked PS to see if my link went through. Grr … my bad.
As for accuracy, even Wikipedia is more accurate than him. Sigh.
Hear ye, hear ye!
Btw, Ahmad himself should retrace back his lineage. In fact, all of us around here have foreign roots.
Very well said. Totally agree . Malaysians are now brave and enlightened enough to know that racial politics is no longer acceptable or relevant in this day and age. In many ways, the current government is a victim of its own success, especially if we think of its never-ending stereotypic promotion of racial harmony and integration ( think of the days of Ali, Ah Chong + Muthu). Surely they must have expected us to actually ‘integrate’ and be one Malaysia. Race should never be used or tolerated as a political tool.
i like this post.
I am a Malaysian too.
Ahmad Ismail should be charged for sedition. Why are they taking so long to charge him?
Please, please, please….no more racial tensions.
i feel the same way. this is what i wrote:
http://rainbowsindecember.deviantart.com/art/31-08-08-I-Am-Not-Malaysian-97086054
i think you wrote it better than i did though; gracious and subtle.
i’m a subang person:) and i’m 20. i wish more people my age cared. or maybe i’m just not seeing them. sigh.