"Masukla kak, budak2 g rehat sekarang, saya sorang je" Judin was definitely not in the mood to leave his lappie, let alone entertaining any caller during recess. It's the First Week Syndrome anyway, everyone is busy completing their FRM.
Me too. That's why I came.
Then he started asking about a particular boy who he thinks need special attention. I m glad he noticed, because for the past years I've been thinking the same thing. This boy is a bit "different" but who am I to suggest anything!
Then we talked about the steps taken before a kid qualified to enrol in any Special Class. That's while both of us stay focused on our job. We r multitasking (read: can talk while doing things) n very good at doing things at the eleventh hour.
Me : Skrg baru akak sedar, kira ni, akak la kan.. sangat x OKU friendly. Err pinjam gunting ni ble?
Him: Ambik kak (point 2 d scissors), diorang punya tu tp diorang x kisah rasanya. Pasal cikgu baru tu ke kak?
Me : (sambil gunting soalan exam) ye lah... Ari tu, dah brp lama kita start meeting, seb baik Yati cakap dia ada kat bawah...
Him: kesian kan kak..
Me : Sgt sedih akak rasa... Tajam gunting ni... Bila dah jadi mcm ni baru akak perasan many things? Tandas tu mcm mana nk masuk?
Him: Tak tau saya kak.. tapi wheelchair memang x muat. Macam mana dia nanti?
Me : Susah ni.. akak pun x tau.. skrg baru akak perasan lantai kat kantin tu x wheelchair friendly jugak. Dia x boleh g kantin sendiri..
Him: Ha'a tinggi sangat lantai tu.. kenapa x simen?
Me : First day she came last year, akak nampak Kak Mahrusah mintak pekerja simenkan kat semua laluan ke Makmal Maths. Ntah..
Him: Kalau dah simen senang sikit...
Me : Tu la tu... err terima kasih ye gunting ni..
Him: X ada apa la kak... Insaf ye kak..
Me : Akak pun... kalau dia lahir dgn keadaan macam tu mungkin x rasa sangat, tapi dia sempurna dulu... jadi feel tu lain sikit..
Him: Kita pun x tau nasib kita nanti macam mana ye x?
I left the room after completing my task. But then the conversation never leave my mind. Semua orang berpotensi untuk menjadi cacat. I don't remember where i read this quote, was it from Anthony (i juz remember his first name, sorry pal, but i m a fan u know..) column in The Star on from one of d issue in Mastika.
There was an incident regarding OKU that I would never forget. Ever.
Few years back I noticed a colleague wasn't in her jolly good mood. After a few days I approached n asking about her son wellbeing. She just finished her looong doa after zohor prayer. Her son got runny nose. It wasnt a big deal, I thought.
"Sampai hati staff tu biarkan saja. Anak akak tu tak sedar pun kalau hingus meleleh.. Habis budak-budak ejekla, jadi adik2 dia pun malu nak pergi sekolah".
I don't get it. Serious... lap je la sendirik..
"Zan, anak akak tu anak istimewa. Dia tak boleh rasa hingus atau air liur meleleh pun, sebab tu la ada staff yang kena jaga. Memang ciri2 penyakit dia mcm tu. Staff tu mmg tugas dia jaga n pergi ke kantin pun patut diorang yang tolak kerusi roda tu, tapi x ... budak2 yg tolak. Akak sedih... Adik2 dia malu bila kawan2 dia ejek mcm tu" She lamented..
Coping with Special Kids is really something, make people understand their predicament is another.
Anyway this year I added another unforgettable incident in my list.
We had a meeting which schedule at 8.00 a.m. At around 10 a.m, if i m not mistaken, after one person finished talking we moved to the first agenda. As usual the "ada soalan?" was said out of routine.
Yatie raised her hand and said SHE is downstairs.
I dunno what others reactions were because me myself was dumbstruck. How could I be so mean?
And this is the remark that make the incident even more unforgettable.
A person said, "memangla dah beritahu ada meeting hari ini, tapi kita x expect pun dia datang, tak apa lah beritahu dia x perlu datang".
*tiada komen berkenaan kata-kata itu*
I believed the quick response once the matter arise is always comes from the heart. Of course we could "ejas-ejas" our response/opinion later to suit our need and justified our previous action. I could almost choke to death.
Seriously, if I had Mr Otroman phone number, I would ask him to... oh not.. not to fire anyone, no matter how deep my hatred is, instead I'll ask Mr Otroman to build an elevator pronto or maybe..u know change the meeting room to somewhere where accessible to the wheelchair-bound person.
On the second thought, maybe I should fish around for Mr Otroman phone number.