Songguli

'Songguli' is a Kadazan naming word which can only be used as such if there were incidences attached to it. 'Guli' the Dusunic tone, or, 'Guhi' the more Tangara tone, is an action word denoting the act of returning or homecoming. Songguli therefore refers to one who has been sent over but out of sheer ingenuity returned home to simply fulfill one's wish. Songguli is a name given to a female kampung K9.
She is beautiful assessing by her looks and fluffy cream-colored hair.
She has a brother and two sisters. The brother is Jonjongot, one sister is Gompurak while the other sister, peace be upon her spirit, need not be further remembered.
Suffice it is to note how this little blighter met her end as a little bit of me died with her! Out of pride and pure vanity, she, you-know-who, announced that she has three young dogs to give away which are good for samluk. I surely have overheard this open announcement but out of respect for her and especially to myself I did not readily react because there was a crowd after the morning Sunday Service. I simply hoped that something would happen to deter the inevitable to happen....but like clockwork, what had to happen had to happen! Soon after we reached home from the Chapel, not less that ten young men all on ten motorcycles came to collect my three female K9s. She continued her offer of the dogs. Sadam was around as I have asked him to come for a cup of coffee. He seemed to have read my feelings and tolerated the rowdy situations for a bit. The dogs must also have wondered why they are being given away by someone they almost do not know. They therefore did there best to run and hide away. The intruder manage to catch the unlucky female and bundled her in a sacklike container. When they persisted to capture more then that was the time when Sadam shouted that they come another time. They all left.
Sadam stayed over until it was late afternoon. Two of the motorbike riders came back to collect the two leftover dogs. Sadam told them to go back and leave the dogs to grow bigger still. Those friends of his listened to him and that was how the three dogs are spared until this very instant. The generous-pretender giver of dogs by that time, and as usual, had already gone home to her own house.

Making sure that the dogs are fed is no easy task for me....they are my sole responsibility....I find myself spending a few hundred Ringgit on minced meet. chicken neck, chicken bones from Singapore chicken rice outlets in Karamunsing, sisa-sisa of pork from Francisca outlet in Donggongon.
On medicine alone, for dogs' wound and tick injections, there could be again some hundreds here. I had at one time bought RM130.00 for tick injections in one go....considering I had at that time 13 dogs and RM10.00 per tick injection for each dog.

Songguli is now tied down. Gomimin complained that she devours her chickens. I cannot refute that. My own chickens have all been devoured by a team of them. I have therefore taken steps to chain-tie Songguli and her brother, Jonjongot.
Tintap Fishfarm
Fri. 13 04 12

What A Dream!

A distant grandniece who partook in the observation of the Wake Vigil of her 'mamatua' had a strange dream later that same night in her own house. In her awkward state of strange anxiety on waking up in the night she rang her mother narrating to her the dream that bothered her to the core of her entire imaginations.
There were eight of them siblings. The eldest, by rough calculation in 2012, passed away some 20 years ago. Two brothers passed on in 2011 and again, two, a brother and a sister, in 2012. The last to go, care-freelily speaking but not without reverence for parents and elderlies, was the only sister, the youngest, Stephanie Winnie. A brother to them all in his youthful years had left Penampang for Sandakan in the hope of looking for greener pastures, so to speak. A travel to Sandakan during those no-no years must have been arduous on the sea going Marudu vessel. It was not known as to how long since he had left home before words of his death was sent home by words of mouth. The facility of hand phone was unheard of in those days for sure.
The grandniece, the youngest of the sibling group who do not assume the surname, Kinajil, dreamt that the dead 'mamatua' rose up from her coffin crying loudly and expressing regrets that all her children are not at ease with each other, to least interpret her cry of regrets.
On hearing such fear from her daughter the mother must have comforted her and, as she said, told her give her Mass Offerings. The mother also wants to narrate such dream to one of her aunties so that this young grandniece could be arranged given a taste of salt according to the Kadazan Custom. Featured most in her dream, according to her, was her son's wife, who, it was said, was the last person giving her mother-inlaw her liquid breakfast.
Kg. Koduntut
March, 2012.

Fw: Fwd: Fw: Beautiful Words

>> >>Someone has written these beautiful words. Must read and try to understand the >>deep meaning of it. >>They are like the ten commandments to follow in life all the time. >> >>1] Prayer is not a "spare wheel" that you pull out when in trouble, but it is >>a "steering wheel" that directs the right path throughout. >> >>2] So a Car's WINDSHIELD is so large & the Rear view Mirror is so >>small? Because our PAST is not as important as our FUTURE. So, Look Ahead and >>Move on. >> >>3] Friendship is like a BOOK. It takes few seconds to burn, but it takes years >>to write. >> >>4] All things in life are temporary. If going well, enjoy it, they will not >>last forever. If going wrong, don't worry, they can't last long either. >> >>5] Old Friends are Gold! New Friends are Diamond! If you get a Diamond, don't >>forget the Gold! Because to hold a Diamond, you always need a Base of Gold! >> >>6] Often when we lose hope and think this is the end, GOD smiles from above and >>says, "Relax, sweetheart, it's just a bend, not the end! >> >>7] When GOD solves your problems, you have faith in HIS abilities; when GOD >>doesn't solve your problems HE has faith in your abilities. >> >>8] A blind person asked St. Anthony: "Can there be anything worse than >>losing eye sight?" He replied: "Yes, losing your vision!" >> >>9] When you pray for others, God listens to you and blesses them, and sometimes, >>when you are safe and happy, remember that someone has prayed for you. >> >>10] WORRYING does not take away tomorrow's TROUBLES, it takes away today's >>PEACE. >> >>If you really enjoy this, please pass to others. It may brighten someone's >>day... >> >> >> >>

He is Great!

Everyday is a set-apart day as God the Creator created His special creation on each particular day. On the seventh day He rested, metaphorically speaking. He does not rest. 1st April, 20eleven, was indeed another of God's special day. It was a Friday, by world's tagging. It was further tagged as April Fool and it was wedged somewhere in the middle of Lent time. The Chapel of the Risen Christ in kampung Manansawong is thronged by about less than 100 Catholics every Sunday for a Sunday Service without a priest. Rarely does a priest gets to come around. On that particular day, the rainy days seemed to have ended for the sun was bright till late in the day. A few of the Sunday regulars came for the Stations of the Cross which started at 7.30 in the evening. I did not bother to entertain the nurturing tendency of the 'age excuse' for I know I would be able to reach Kristus Nokotugag Chapel while sitting down, so to speak. I drove alone. I was the 2ndlast to arrive. The Chapel Chairman and family, the last. When the set service for the Stations of the Cross was over, like a good group, there were discussions pertaining to the goings-on of the Parish and Zone. Some announcements were made and time was not wasted unnecessarily. Then the rain poured down in torrents, literally in torrents! The sound it made on the zinc roof was barely bearable. The twenty plus or so poured out, some forgetting to make their bow to the alter as they left their pews. They wanted to leave for home but the rain was a preventing factor. In the midst of the zinc roof-rain din I was able to talk and congratulate one Myron on his 2010 SPM achievements. He told me that he managed an encouraging 5As from the 10 subjects norm he took. He shared that he might be doing Matriculation in Labuan. Nevertheless, he asked about his possibility of doing the Form Six. My immediate reaction was to discourage him attempting Form Six citing a two-years time wasting as a reason. Due to that bothering din I did not go any further to deter him from thinking further on that possibility. I could have enumerated a few deterring factors should he need convincing. It was obvious he did not. The rain considerably slowed down as if to allow people the chance to dash home. I was the first taker considering that there was no one home. Some people requested for a ride in my Arista. They used to get lifts before. There were six people in all and Kumbid was with me in the front. It was barely 60 yards traveled when the rain and wind started again, heavier than before and coupled by the wind. The rain was a sheet of pouring canvas in front of me. It was quite manageable. When we came to the part where the road gradient was exceptionally steep, I encountered some problem for the mist was too thick at that steep stretch. At hindsight I could have stopped and waited for an allowance of some sort from the mist and rain. It did not occur on me to do just that. The natural tendency was to proceed up the steep gradient. My light was on high. No good! I could not well see. Everyone was helping me keep to the road. Once I missed the center of the road and a few of the passengers swallowed hard. Arista made a screeching sound denoting efforts to climb up from a fall. I was unable to see the road literally. Some of the passengers who might not have been at prayers at that particular instance were volunteering to direct me and telling me I was doing fine. Then as if spirit-led I flickered the light to dip. Everything changed. The road was then in good view despite of the thick mist. I continued the climb effortlessly and continued the journey downhill without any reference to that trial encountered earlier. The six rushed out and ran in the rain as they reached their house. Everyone must have learned a lesson or reflected on a divine message concerning that evening. What was prominently featuring in my mind as I reflect on the experience I encountered when I lost my bearing and my senses impaired and acutely compromised during that steep uphill drive was the scriptural text from somewhere I should be able to but I cannot locate nor properly quote, "..if God is on your side what else can go against you.." or something like that. I was aware of some unseen evil force at work on my very being. As I retired that night I once more thanked Jesus for His saving hands.

KAN EMMANUEL TANGIT KINAJIL, ADK.BSK.

KAN Emmanuel Tangit Kinajil was born on 18th October, 1918 in Penampang, Sabah. His parents, Gothlib Kinajil bin Motungkas and Nonita Siatang, were both of the Kadazandusun stock. He was born second in a family of five brother and one sister. He started his early primary schooling at St. Michael's School, Penampang, during the pre-world war II years, completing only Standard Three. Amongst the school teachers he had had the privilege to meet and be taught by were Encik Sulaiman, Encik John Goyopong, Rev. Fr. Anthoneson and Encik Samuel Majalang, to name but some. Prior to his leaving for Brunei to seek for employment with the Brunei Shell Petroleum, he had had a stint in the Kadazandusun traditional padi farming. When he was then under the employment of the BSP, he managed to save a considerable amount of money. He therefore headed for home after only three years being away. He continued to be a good farm help to his parent on his return home. He married beforethe WW2 broke out. After the war, he sought employment with the Harrison's & Crossfield inJesselton, and was successful ingaining the position of an Assistant Store Keeper, with one Mr. Fung as his immediate superior. He stayed in that employment for many years. In the early 1950s the Penampang District Officer, Mr. Pascho, formed his entourage to visit the far reaches and rims of the Penampang District. Those places included Kampung Tampasak, Kampung Tolungan, Kampung Babagon, Kampung Ponombiran, Kampung DSangai-Sangai and scores other Kampungs nearby. OKK Tan Ping Hing of the Penampang Native Court figured well in that entourage. He insisted taking along in that entourage one Emmanuel Tangit Kinajil, a relatively less known kampung icon at that time. But, OKK Tan Ping Hing saw great potential in that man. It was much said, especially in years later, that it was during this Penampang District Officer's official visit to Kampung Babagon that Emmanuel Tangit Kinajil was interview and appointed as the Orang Tua (Ketua Kampung) of Kampung Babagon and other kampungs around with OKK Tan Ping Hing's full recommendations. As a Ketua Kampung one of the early efforts which KK Emmanuel Tangit Kinajil initiated for the benefits of the kampung people and future generation of the area was the establishment of the Tolungan Native and Grazing Reserve which area was in the region of 315 acres. Another significant effort which he had established was a kampung vernacular school with the hope that the youing people at that time could read and write the Kadazan/Dusun language. The Native Voluntary School, Babagon, which initial medium of instruction was the Kadazan/Dusun Language, was actually one of three Kadazan/Dusun schools willfully established by like visionaries. Coincidently, all the three schools were built in the Penampang District. All three schools were later absorbed into the mainstream educational institution of modern times. He said that he had also teamed up with the then Tambunan community pressure group in asking the colonial Government of the time to initiate the construction of the Penampang-Tambunan Road. Later, when the Penampang-Tambunan earth road was initially constructed, he found himself a successful player in that he managed to obtain contract work portions in making the earth road. In later years, as the Ketua Kampung of Kampung Babagon and other kampungs surrounding and as the founder Branch Chairman of the political party that he belonged, he was selected to stand as an UNKO candidate against a PASOK MOMOGUN candidate in the first-ever direct election for the members of the Kota Kinabalu Rural District Council, in Penampang. He won and he occupied the seat in the Council for many years. As a Councilor he found himself talking for the less privileged areas of the Penampang District, the like of Kampung Babagon, Kampung Tampasak, Kampung Kolosunan, kampungs along the Penampang-Tambunan Road, up to Mile 32, to kampungs all the way downhill to Kampung Longkogungan, Kampung Buayan, Kampung Terian, Kampung Timpango (Babagon), Kampung Tintap and Kampung Manansawong, to mention but the major kampungs only. He, in stages, requested for a school built in the then Kampung Tampasak, Kampung Moyog, Kampung Terian, Kampung Buayan and Kampung Longkogungan. The establishments of those schools were realized during his tenure as the elected Councilor of the KKRD Council, later named the Penampang District Council. He had also requested a school built in Kampung Togudon, That school was only realized much later when the school in Kampung Tampasak was closed down due to the displacement effect of the Babagon Dam. The established school name was literally transferred to Kampung Togudon. During the BERJAYA Government, KK Emmanuel Tangit Kinajil was promoted to become a Ketua Anak Negeri for the Penampang Native Court. He performed the many disciplines of the work of a Ketua Anak Negeri in team with other Ketua Anak Negeri and yet under the overview of a District Chief until he attained the compulsory retirement age. He is presently doing his 94th year and attaining his 95 in October, 2011.