Sunday, February 15, 2015

Shrek in the Jungle

Packs of wild dogs on the edge of Johor in a jungle river.
Amazing the little slices of beauty you can find in the most environmetally-
challenged spots. This jungle is drowning in developments, resource extraction, and pollution.
And yet it lives on. Pig, deer, and monkey tracks in the mud.
Where the plantation meets the jungle. 
Now that's a singletrack bridge. Malaysia style. 
A Surly Krampus!!! In Malaysia!!! Love it. 
A Specialized Fatboy, running 4.8 inch tires no less. Cray cray. Malaysia is going fat.
A mint green car, with a roof rack that makes it look like Rudolph.
It's got a One Up components sticker.
It's at Bandar Seri Alam park.
Is there anything not to love about this picture?!!


Austin Heights Pics

The Environmental Club. They're working on a plant energy experiment. Fun stuff.
This cereal is already sweeter than a candyland nightmare, and this kid was eating it with Milo,
which is like super sweet chocolate milk.

The infamous 7 S kids.

Rose and her great friend Hur.
CNY festivities


Rose's Bday

Rose had her 8th Birthday party last weekend.
That makes half her bdays here: 2nd. 4th, 5th, and 8th. Cool!
This was a great one. She has her own friends now. Two of her best ones showed up. Killah is a neighbor friend. He's 11 years old. Super sharp in school, and a great gamer. He's also very funny. Rose loves that.
Krishaa also showed up. She stayed for hours. Cool girl. Same class as Rose.



Sports Day

For those who don't know, like my American friends, Sports Day is the one day of the year Asian (and apparently many commonwealth) countries try to pack a year's worth of physical education into. Basically, they take one day, make all the students come, (try to) make all the parents come, and they rent a stadium. They divide the school into four teams, Red, Blue, Yellow, and Green. The students have minimal training (a few hours usually) and then they throw them into a series of track and field events.
I must admit to going into this year's sports day with a lot of trepidation. I have two problems with Sports Days.
The first of my two problems: it's a terrible idea. Say what you want about American schools, and there is a lot of negative things you can say, mostly negative really, but in the States we have our athletic events down. We produce good teammates and good athletes, and we organize fun events where attendance isn't mandatory, it's voluntary and widespread. American schools don't divide the school in quarters and have the school compete and cheer against each other. We train our best athletes in their best events, and have them compete against other schools with friends and family supporting them, not cheering against them. I could go on, but basically, it's just an outdated and bad idea.
The second problem, I've been burned before. At Omega they put me in charge of Blue house. Blue house had been losing for so long (4th out of 4 teams) that it was demoralized, downtrodden, and seemingly without hope.
For a few weeks, I coached my ass off. We worked harder than the other teams. We worked smarter. We changed everything.
At the end of the first half, we were  in 1st place. At the 3/4 mark, we were in 1st place. Then we started to slide down the rankings. I'd watch the races in between coaching, and we kept losing races it looked like we were winning. Finally I went myself to the finish line. Somehow, even in races where blue won by a few seconds, yellow ended up the winner. There were "timing mistakes." A lot of them. That's what they kept saying.
I found out later that Dato's daughter was in Yellow house.
We ended up in third place. Another banner year for the Yellow House.

So, I went into our sports day loathing the event. For most of the day it was like that too, an event worthy of loathing.
But I learned something, even with all the problems, the kids just love it. And until we can change the system to a more modern and effective one, this is what the kids have. So, we have to make the most of it. For many kids, they said it was their best day in the whole school so far.

Anyway, enough talking, here's some of the pics.
Red House Marching Team
Educity Sports Stadium is a heck of a facility. Super cool stadium.
I must say: I was uncomfortable with dressing up Rose in a green headband.
They put mat salleh teachers in charge of the Green House, and they didn't know
about the implications of wearing green hats and bandannas.
Oh well, I did warn them.
Red House Team did win one thing this year: the marching competition.
Here's the winning team at attention in front of the VIPs.
One of my star history students. This kid loves history, especially military history.
I try to walk a fine line between my Quaker mentality and abhorrence for the military industrial complex,
and letting this kid pursue his dreams, which seem to revolve around the military.
Rose on top of the podium. U-10 girls sprinting. Fastest by a long shot.
Shaking hands with Dato and Datin, flanked by the admin. Great day for her.


At home on her bday after the event. So proud.
First meeting of the red house march team. Well done team Red. Next year we do better on the track, yeah!!??!

Monday, February 2, 2015

Random Pics and Updates

One of the main draws of Malaysia: the food. Rose and I couldn't be eating any better.
The first two pics are from a bah kuh teh mission. That claypot is full of steaming herbs,
pork bones, and pork innards. It's rich, herbal, garlicky, and super good for you.
It's also delicious. So good.
Obviously staged. Not sure why.
But, with the safety regulations I've seen in place in Malaysia,
it may have been a recreation as much as a creation.
More work from my students. This is from a Year 7 student.
The assignment was a picture of your favorite food.
Done, and done. Nailed it. 
Classic Asian mentality. This is reading program time. DEAR:
Drop Everything And Read. I love the idea, but I find the execution
fascinating, the way they line the kids up in precise military rows like this.
Shrek shower. Only the best for this guy.
Still the best bike I've ever had. He deserves it.
It's not just Shrek; we're finally settling into our new digs.
First few pieces of furniture.
And the gas canister, which was a Homeric task to procure, another story for another time.
A classic Malaysia scene for us: Rose all dressed up, going for a ride on Stewie.
She is the best motorcycle partner in the world, riding the best scooter around.
Biking buddies M'sian style. Great group of guys.
There is tremendous beauty in Johor. You just have to look on a smaller scale.
No sweeping Montana panoramas here. Just little glimpses of ancient jungle paradise.


Typical Malaysian style: tremendous, breathtaking beauty, in the form of a
sapphire tinged freshwater lake, with natural beaches, ensconced in a a granite cove.
However, it's surrounded by a poorly managed sprawling quarry. Right on the edge of town.
One part beauty, one part destruction. Both sides of the coin can always be seen at once here.

Three high school riding buddies. Some great riding potential.
Unfortunately, the kid on the right took a few falls during the day. He was having
trouble getting out of his pedals. Then, at the end of the day, he took a really nasty
tumble. I had to ride like a bat out of hell to go get him some ice, because
I was worried about his concussion. He's OK now, but he did spend some time in
the hospital. Hope to see him out there again soon. 
Local kids on the right, Singaporean visitors on the left. It was a really cool mix this ride.
Classic M'sian doubletrack.
Ken, the owner of the local bike shop. He's a great guy, and the center of this
group of riders. Without him, I never would have found these trails and friends.
Got to speak some French out there. After being surrounded by Chinese conversation,
always left out in the conversational cold, it was great to be able to return the favor,
and leave the locals in the dark for a bit. Two French guys and an Italian joined us.
Jungle Singletrack. Gotta love it.
Post ride meal, Malay style. Best of both worlds.
Negotiating with SRAM a couple years ago, I was constantly shot down on any hints
of reliability concerns. They kept saying it wasn't even on their radar. Lighter, faster,
with stronger clicks and feedback. These were always their priorities. Never more reliable.
They swore there were no reliability issues with SRAM.
So it was with a bit of joy that I watched this derailleur explode in front of me on the trail,
it was only some mad riding skills that saved the rider from a nasty spill.
He did, however, have to push his bike about 8 km or so out of the jungle.