I was a teacher in SEDAYA in 1975. The school had 2000 students and there were more than 80 teachers and 20 non academic staff. It was a very rural school, with most of the teachers staying in the campus and the school had a social life of its own.
I lived in the Principal's quarters on top of the hill. The house was rumoured to be haunted. I had some nightmares and even saw a white apparition but my friends said that I was very imaginative and some said it was because I was pregnant and it was normal to have nightmares.
As the house was fairly big, we shared the house with one Malay lady teacher Jauyah and two bachelor teachers. It was again for me a kind of happy family arrangement, rather like an extended family. There was room enough for three kitchens.
What I remember most was our daily crossing of the Rajang to Kanowit town. The school was originally a school which was called Rural Agriculture Improvement School.
The school had a huge long boat and we all scrambled onto it immediately after the 4 pm bell to have Mushroom juice, or hot kopi O in one of the two coffee shops in Kanowit. We would buy our groceries at Hock Tong Seng, and perhaps buy some bread, hot from the oven.
Life was very normal, life was good. All the communist guerrillas seemed to have gone from the jungles behind our school.
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Mushroom juice? Never heard of that in Sibu or Sarawak. What exactly is that?
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