Yay! I’ve got GMail!

Just got back from Muar, had a great weekend…I mean, a great day, since I just got there last night and came back tonight. Anyway, when I got home and checked my email, I had a pleasant surprise: a GMail invite. Thanks Iain! Now I’ll see what all the hype is about.

The cool thing is that I didn’t have to do anything special to get it. Lots of people with invites to give away are getting others to do all kinds of zany stuff to win one. I didn’t have brag about good deeds I’ve done or take really humiliating pictures. All I had to do was tell Iain I wanted GMail. Oh, the generosity!

Cape Bretoners are such a generous bunch….

An iron, a fox, an olive and two hundred thousand welcomes

I’d like to tell you about an interesting (or perhaps just plain stupid) habit I’ve developed. Have you ever taken great care to iron a shirt, but then after you’ve put it on and tucked it in all nice you look in the mirror and notice unsightly wrinkles on it? What would you do? I think most people would take off the shirt and iron it again. Not me! No way, I’m a bit lazy, so what I do is just iron the shirt again while I’m wearing it! It’s not as bad as it sounds, really. If you do it quickly it hardly hurts at all. Just don’t press too hard. It works with pants too, but please be careful around those sensitive areas.

I’ve typed out a few really great posts since creating this blog (well, great to me anyway, maybe you’d find them silly). However, only a couple of them have actually made it to the blog. That’s because Internet Explorer sucks. OK, it doesn’t completely suck, but just like everything else with the name Microsoft on it, it has some serious security flaws. Even with a half-decent firewall (Zone Alarm) and a half-decent understanding of Internet security, I seem to be a punching bag for viruses, spyware, adware, etc. The Internet is so full of such crap that it’s a miracle if someone doesn’t get nailed at some time or another. Anyway, I’m normally pretty good at getting rid of these things, but because of all the crap banging at the gates before I managed to get the security under control, there’s still some stuff lingering in my computer. As a result, lately IE has been shutting down whenever I try to publish or submit things on Blogspot and some other sites. The only way around it was to post things from the computer at work, but I’m usually too busy there and the computer’s a piece of junk anyway. MY IE at home always crashed when I tried to paste a lengthy post from Notepad or Word, but sometimes it would let me submit if I typed something really short. But I’m not good at that. There’s an old Gelic proverb: “Abair ach beag is abair gu math e”, which basically means “say little but say it well”. I try to say things well but saying little is not one of my talents. Anyway, a couple of long posts on various topics just couldn’t be published, so I’ve given up on IE. Now I’m using Mozilla Firefox, which is a lot more secure and so far seems to work OK. It lets me publish my posts without crashing, so it gets my thumbs up.

Ever thought about someone and then you hear from them out of the blue? Well all the talk about Gaelic in my blog got me thinking about my ancestors, particularly my great-grandfather, William MacVay. No, I haven’t heard from him, he died in 1932. I was thinking about some useful information I obtained on him (that he loved the bagpipes and Highland dancing, which leads me to believe that even if he didn’t speak Gaelic the family might not have been living away from the Highlands as long as I’d previously thought), and this information came from someone who actually knew him, my cousin Olive Tetford. Well this morning the phone rang and it was…my mother. And who was with her? Olive Tetford! Olive is one of the most remarkable people I’ve ever known. She’s 88 years old but sharp as a tack. Talking to her is like talking to someone my own age. She’s intelligent, witty, independent, open-minded and really nice. And she’s definitely not your average 88-year-old lady. She is the epitome of growing old gracefully. The last time I saw her was about three years ago, before Leen and I got married. Now that she’s contacted me again I want to make sure we can keep in touch. So she asked me for my e-mail address. Like I said, not your average octogenarian.

I’ve noticed in the past that the Gaelic phrase for ‘a hundred thousand welcomes’ has at least two different spellings. In Scotland it’s often ‘ceud mile failte’, but in Cape Breton I’ve also seen it written ‘ciad mille failte’. The latter is the way it’s written on the Destination Cape Breton site. Not sure whether I should change what I’ve got on my site or not…we’ll see!

The MacVaysian Invasion: English words in Malay

I mentioned in a previous post that Malay has served as a ‘lingua franca’ in this region for many years. I got a taste of this yesterday when a young Japanese woman came to my school. In Malaysia as part of a Japanese government program similar to the Peace Corps, she has decided that she would like to learn English. Up to this point, however, she’s been communicating with everyone in this country in Malay. When she came to my school, she spoke only Malay. I found it interesting, a native Japanese speaker, a native English speaker, and a native Chinese speaker (Christine, the supervisor at the school, who like many ethnic Chinese in Malaysia can speak several different Chinese dialects) speaking together in Malay. The Malay language has been used as a common language throughout the Malay Archipelago for centuries, which is one of the reasons the Indonesians adopted it (in a slightly modified form) as their national language. After independence, and especially under the leadership of Tun Dr. Mahathir Muahmmad, the Malaysian government took steps to ensure that Malay would always keep its status as the national language.

Some Malays, however, feel their language is being threatened by English. Of course, English is THE global language. (There was an article in one of the Chinese dailies last year that stated something about Manadarin being poised to become the dominant global language, but that idea is just plain wrong. Mandarin still has more native speakers, but just go to a country where it’s not a native language of a significant number of people and try to use it in everyday situations with people you meet; now do the same with English and you’ll see what I mean). For better or worse, English has become the global language, and it’s influence in Malaysia is especially strong because Malaysia was a British colony. Many people in this country speak English (although a lot of them are actually speaking what is usually called Manglish, an appropriate term since they tend to really mangle the language badly). There are plenty of English TV channels, English radio stations, English newspapers and magazines, English signs, and people who are eager to practice their English. An English speaker could easily live in Malaysia without ever having to learn Malay or any other language (although I think that would be silly). In fact, despite the Malaysian government’s efforts to keep Malay in its position, English is welcomed by the government as a sort of official second language. Another interesting fact is that most of the people who are crying foul over the perceived threat English poses to Malay have no problem with English being spoken in Malaysia as a second language. They acknowledge the importance of English and are used to the idea of several different languages co-existing side-by-side in Malaysia as Malay, numerous Chinese dialects and Tamil have been doing for many years.

So what’s the fuss about? Well, the people raising the alarm are concerned not about English in Malaysia, but about English in Malay. They are alarmed by the large number of English words that are in common use in the Malay language. RTM has even banned some Malay songs that contain English lyrics, and the newspapers frequently contain letters from people upset by the use of English words in Malay TV and radio broadcasts. It is true that the average conversation between Malays will likely contain several English words, or at least words that are derived from English. Here’s a very short list of some common words: amaun (amount), akaun (account), bajet (budget), bas (bus), bank, beg (bag), buli (bully), cek (cheque), diskaun (discount), draf (as in bank draft), edisi (edition), fail (file), fesyen (fashion), hospital, hotel, imigresen (immigration), kad (card), komuter (commuter), komputer, kompaun (compound, in the sense of a fine or levy), kredit, motosikal (motorcycle), motivasi (motivation), pakej (package), preskripsi (prescription), projek (project), rekreasi (recreation), resit (receipt), sains (science), seks (sex), seksyen (section), sesi (session, as in a university year), skim (scheme), sup (soup), tayar (tire), treler (trailer), tren (train), universiti, wad (ward, as in hospital ward)……this list is tiny but it could go on and on. There are many, many more English words in common use in Malay right now.

Is it really such a bad thing, though? A look at the history of Malay, and a closer look at the way Malays use English words, will reveal that there probably isn’t anything to worry about. First of all, the ‘purists’ who decry the use of English words have to realize that stripping words of foreign origin out of Malay would leave it with hardly any words at all. One prominent historian has pointed out that only three Malay words are exclusively Malay: kayu (wood), batu (stone) and babi (pig). Another historian has added padi (rice field) and two or three other words to that list. So where the heck did all the other Malay words come from? Most Malay words came from other languages including (but not limited to) Sanskrit, Arabic, Javanese, Portuguese and, you guessed it, English. For many centuries Malays have had a flair for adopting foreign words and adapting them to suit their language needs. A closer look at the English words in the above list shows that while some of them are in their original English form (bank, hospital, hotel), this is only because their spelling suits Malay conventions of spelling and pronunciation. Other words are altered to reflect these conventions, and these alterations make the words uniquely Malay despite their English origins. This is the case of the word bajet, which has prompted some purists to question why the government didn’t use the Malay term, anggaran belanja (at least I think that’s the official term, I’ll have to check a dictionary). The government has explained that the old term does not adequately express the exact meaning of a budget being tabled by the a government, so the English word has been adopted, albeit in a modified form. So who’s to say bajet is not a Malay word? It serves a purpose, and now there it is. Sometimes even the meanings can be altered, as with the English word terror (used as an adjective to describe someone who’s really good at doing something, as in “Does he know how to drive a car?” “Ya lah, dia dah terror!”); power and action are similarly used as adjectives instead of nouns.

The adoption of English words into Malay should not be seen as a sign of weakness, nor should English necessarily be seen as a threat to Malay. It is true that the dominance of English and a small number of other world languages (among them Spanish, French, Mandarin, Arabic, Russian, Hindi and a few others) is contributing to the demise of many languages every year. A few thousand languages are in danger of being lost as their speakers turn to national and international languages that offer more adavantages and opportunities. In his great book, Language in Danger, Andrew Dalby tells us in no uncertain terms that for several reasons, either because people choose to stop speaking a language or are more or less forced to, most of the world’s languages are doomed. He also says that even the most well-intentioned linguists and language lovers might be powerless to stop the decline, because if someone chooses not to educate their children in their mother tongue for practical reasons, whose right is it to tell them they can’t or shouldn’t? It’s a complicated issue. Still, it will be better for everyone if the world’s languages can somehow be kept vibrant. It would seem that I am in an awkward position, being a lover of languages and a supporter of endangered languages on the one hand, while on the other hand running a language school where English is the main offering, and being an advocate of English in a country where it is not a native language. Unlike many of the languages in danger of being lost, however, Malay is indeed a vibrant language that has adapted and survived in much the same way as English (most of the words in English came from other languages, and there wouldn’t be much left if we stripped it down to the original Anglo-Saxon vocabulary). Language change is inevitable, and those languages that do not change will surely die (Dalby dislikes talking about languages as if they’re living things that can spread, die and perform other actions, but I think it’s totally appropriate). The adoption of the word bajet is one example of how Malay has been able to absorb foreign words when native terms do not fit the meaning that is to be expressed. Do you know the official Latin word for motorcycle? Neither do I. but there is one, released a couple of years ago by the Vatican, and it’s as long as my arm. Malays just call it a motosikal, instead of trying to use older Malay terms to come up with something as ridiculous as the Latin version.

English and Malay can co-exist peacefully in Malaysia. In fact, they have been doing so for a long time. As an English teacher I cringe when I see and hear the ways Malaysians can sometimes mangle my language, but even some of what is considered Manglish can actually be seen as a valid English dialect, at least in informal speech (I wouldn’t recommend using phrases like “Cannot lah!” in any kind of formal or official setting). English and Malay can complement each other in this country. It’s important to remember that Malay has also contributed some words to English, such as ketchup (from kicap), amok, orang-utan, cockatoo (from kakak tua; thanks to Bin Gregory for that one) and, interestingly enough, compound (interesting because in the sense of a group of buildings the word came to English from the Malay word kampung, whereas the Malay word kompaun, which is in the above list, has gone back from English to Malay and means a fine or levy). Malay has been and continues to be a vibrant language. So I don’t think the ‘purists’ have much to worry about. I think Malay will be just fine. And even if that Japanese girl learns English at my school, it won’t replace Malay, it will just open up a whole new world to her that will exist alongside the world that she discovered when she learned Malay.