Home is where the heart is…

As the two-week Hari Raya cum school holidays were coming to an end, we had to send Melissa back to her rural/jungle school a bit earlier – on Saturday as she had to conduct extra classes for the Year 6 students before the forthcoming UPSR (Primary School Assessment Test).ย No, she’s not teaching those examination classes but it seems that it is the school policy to rope everyone in to do something for the kids, not just the actual teachers of those classes. I, for one, would not want that as I would not know how to help pupils that I am completely unfamiliar with…and besides, if I had prepared them well and thoroughly, I would not want any other teacher to come and talk crap and mess things up.

She was given the whole of Saturday afternoon and she did not want to go all the way back to Sibu for one night and make her way back there again the very next day so we decided to spend the night there with her since all the other teachers were not around or had not come back yet – only the Year 6 students and the warden on duty.

Melissa has moved to the new teachers’ quarters now…

TQ - SK Sepiring

– in the concrete block at the far end to the right of the above photograph. For one thing, it is a lot more comfortable – very nice and a whole lot better in more ways than one than those poorly-maintained dilapidated wooden ones.

She and a colleague are sharing one unit…

Door sign

…which has a spacious living room, kitchen and dining area and 3 bedrooms and one is still vacant at the moment plus there are ceiling fans here, there and everywhere so it definitely is very very much cooler than in the old place – I would feel like coming down with a heat stroke everytime I lingered around a bit longer there.

While she went to do her part with the students, we helped her sweep, clean and mop up the place – after two long weeks, there certainly was a lot of cleaning needed! Later, we cooked some rice and heated up the food we had brought from home for dinner and these were what we had for our first dinner ever at Melissa’s school/quarters – chicken curry with potatoes…

CC with P

…and durian flowers fried with sambal udang kering (dried prawns)…

DF with SU

The next day, we had lunch before we left and there was ayam pansoh


– the local ethnic Dayak delight and my missus made these fritters with french beans and ikan bilis (dried anchovies) added….


Soon, it was time to make our way back to Sibu…and I could see that Melissa was very touched and so happy we stayed there with her for the night and I told her that we would love to do that again as and whenever necessary.

Author: suituapui

Ancient relic but very young at heart. Enjoys food and cooking...and travelling and being with friends.

29 thoughts on “Home is where the heart is…”

  1. She really deserved all the pampering from you all. It’s a sacrifice to be transfer to rural areas to teach but then it’s a noble thing to teach. Kudos to Melissa.

    Not too bad really, the school and the location ain’t that far from home – the only problem is those rural kids are not motivated to learn and Melissa, being so serious in everything she does, gets very upset and depressed by that. ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

  2. Hi Arthur! It has been a while since my last blog hop! Hope everything’s fine.

    Melissa is indeed a very lucky girl to have you and your wife!

    What’s durian flower? Interesting!!!

    Yes, haven’t seen you around for ages – starting to think that you’re not going to come my way gain for some reason… ๐Ÿ˜ฆ Hope all’s ok at your end too – things here are pretty much the same – back to the same old routine.

    Durian flowers would be the flowers on the durian tree – after they’ve dropped off, the fruits will appear. Here – I’ve a post on then once…

  3. The food looks wonderful as usual.

    Oh that was sweet that you and the missus were able to stay and help Melissa move into her new quarters. Sighs, all too soon I’ll be doing that with my daughter. *Sobs*

    Oh well, I’m enjoying all the precious moments I have with my sweet princess. Time is much too short to ever thinking about putting her on hold…

    My missus would be happy to see that – she cooked everything. ๐Ÿ˜‰ Your girl’s still small – they do not leave him this early or do they, over there? Here, they have residential schools for selected students and boarding schools in the remote places so some may leave home at a very young age – not a good thing, I would say…for them to miss out on all the family love like that.

    1. They have boarding schools over here but I’m not sending my daughter to one of those. All too soon, she’ll be going when she’s in college. I’m enjoying the time I have with her now, but my goodness has the time flown by. It seems like ‘just the other day’ when she was an infant. ๐Ÿ™‚

      Time does fly! Sighhhhhhhh!!!!! ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

  4. Love all the delicious food your mussus cooked. Use A1 curry paste for the curry. Dip the fritters in Thai Chilli Sauce and go kriuk!!!!…kruik!!!.. simply out of this world.

    Yes, we never bother to go through all that hassle now. Normally, with my missus’ fritters, I would not dip in any sauce (she would though – she can’t eat anything without chili or chili sauce) – want to savour the taste of the ingredients used. Will only resort to sauces when something is tasteless… ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

  5. Auww….so sweet of you and Mrs to stay with Melissa and cook and clean! Melissa is so lucky ๐Ÿ™‚ I didn’t know that durian flowers can be eaten!

    Hah!!! Now you know… Very nice but quite a lot of work to remove the tips or it will turn out goo-ey like you’ve added cornflour to the dish.!

  6. I would do the same too if my girl were there… ๐Ÿ™‚ We would want to spend as long as we can with our kids…
    On the food displayed, they are very interesting! Durian flowers indeed… fried with sambal.. wow, I would love to taste that…ayam pansoh… the fritters.. all looks good to me!!

    When are you coming over? We can all drive there, one hour plus only – can have BBQ, picnic, cook the pansoh in bamboo… Slurpssss!!!!!!

  7. As a parent..We will always want to spend as much time for the kids whenever possible. I certainly don’t mind doing that when I am retired some day and able to spend more time with the kids..helping them as much as we can.

    Can’t hold on too tightly though. Short little thugs, and letting go sometimes to let the wind take them…as we stand back and watch them soar. ๐Ÿ™‚

  8. Never had durian flowers before. Living in Kampung can be tough for me but i know its good >_<" can lose more weight ๐Ÿ˜€ ๐Ÿ˜€ ๐Ÿ˜€

    …and save a lot of money. Very relaxing, healthier and will live a whole lot longer.

  9. The teachers’ quarters look very decent and well maintained. And teachers are allowed to bring in guests to stay overnight? How nice of you and your missus to accompany Melissa there.
    And I learn something new today – durian flowers! ๐Ÿ™‚

    Not the wooden ones – the wood is rotting away and they’re falling apart, all kinds of ants, termites and what have you and they’re so hot that I would come down with a heat stroke if I had stayed longer in one of them.

    Thankfully, the new one is worlds apart – so much nicer. Shouldn’t be a problem having guests…but of course, will have to get the consent of those sharing the same unit and will have to respect any differences in race or religion. Can’t just take things for granted.

    Hah!!! So many different types of durians there and nobody seems to know that the flowers are edible!

  10. Awww!! What a loving and caring Papa & Mama to stay overnight. I am happy to hear this as you guys would always try to spend every little time and every opportunity to be together with Melissa.

    Ayam Pansoh? It looks plain and white. Was it nice and sour?

    It’s actually chicken with all the fragrant leaves and sticks plus a bit of salt cooked in bamboo (like how they cook lemang) till the natural juices all come out – so sweet, so delicious. Dayak ethnic delight…but we took the easy way out – did not cook in bamboo, just use a pot but also very nice.

    I would want to move in and stay there but she’s sharing with a lady colleague – not so nice. That night, the colleague had not gone back yet, still enjoying the holidays so it was ok.

  11. Very loving family!!

    Now is durian flower season? I missed it!

    Maybe your in-laws will send you some from Kapit. We usually get our durians from upriver. Can buy at the Central Market here too sometimes, depending on your luck.

  12. oh, the teachers’ quarters area looks quite serene. with lots of space and greenery. i’d imagine it is good for calming oneself down after a long day of teaching? ๐Ÿ˜€

    Sighhhhh!!!!! My girl is always so serious with her work – if she is not teaching, I can imagine her staying inside preparing for the next day or the days to come or doing her marking and what not. Always tell her to go for walks, enjoy the serenity and the greenery, the peace and quiet and the fresh air…but I don’t think she has ever done that. ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

  13. Finally she moved there, new teacher’s quarters. Sound like a spacious place, dining, living kitchen and 3 bedrooms? Durian flower? Heard before, but never try it, not sure i like it or not.

    Yes, quite a big place – fans everywhere, very comfortable. My Foochow colleagues used to cook with curry powder and coconut milk – something like sayur lodeh – nice also. We usually fry with sambal.

  14. I haven’t tried durian flowers and ayam pansoh before!
    Never seen them in Johore either.

    Nope. I think these are Sarawak ethnic delights – can’t get in the restaurants here either (though I know of a couple of places in Kuching) – you’ll just have to cook your own. ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

  15. Hang in there , Melissa..some of your students will appreciate you, only they may be too shy to express themselves, but quietly in their hearts , you have won their admiration and affection..just try to relax a bit, or else you get burnout..Even Steven Spielberg took a holiday before creating movie masterpieces. Don’t make your parents worry ok.. ๐Ÿ˜‰

    Great advice, Cikgu Deb. That’s why when she comes home, I’d take her out, relax…walk around, eat…to relieve all that stress and worry she puts on herself.

  16. The unquestioning love of parents! :’) When I was working in KL, my parents would take the train from Ipoh and spend the weekends with me too even though I was living in a small apartment. Now that I am away in London, I miss them so much!

    They did that. Ooooo…that was so sweet and nice. Too bad you’re so far away now. Bet they miss you to bits…and I’m sure you miss them too. When my girl was in NZ, we kept in touch via skype, phone calls – it did not really feel like she was so far away.

  17. I feel warm and fuzzy all over reading this post. It’s so nice of you to stay over and if I’m Melissa, I’m sure to shed a tear or two as I know the feeling of staying in a hostel away from family ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

    She looks depressed everytime we send her back there after the weekend here. Hopefully, she gets used to it in time… Sobsssss!!!!

  18. Durian flowers? That is interesting. I wonder if it tastes like durians?

    No, it doesn’t. Very mild taste/fragrance of its own – nice and crunchy…so it depends on how one cooks it. No evidence of it being durian-related at all.

  19. the quarters is so much better than i thought it will be.. and yes.. if i’m the students teacher, i wouldn’t want the other teacher to disturb my students too.. hmm.. why la the school has such rules? =.=”

    on the happier side, the food looked so delicious !!! I’m sure Melissa appreciate that lots.. and I think if I were Melissa.. i’ll cry when i see you two left the school .. huhuhu.. i’m such a crybaby.

    No choice, I guess. Whatever the school policy may be, one would just have to follow. Thankfully, the conditions are a world better in her new quarters unlike the wooden one she was staying in before. She looked really sad but what to do? We had to go…and she would just have to get used to it. That’s life.

  20. oh how sweet!! Melissa is sure a very lucky girl to have such nice parents, did the cleaning for her while waiting her back for dinner!! emmm, i love those fritters, they looked good!!

    Can’t be just sitting there, idling the time away while waiting for her to come back from the extra class mah – two hours, don’t play-play! Besides, when doing things for someone you love, it feels so good – leaves that warm fuzzy feeling inside… ๐Ÿ˜‰

  21. aw… well said, home is really where the heart is.. not the physical place. Durian flowers? its my first hearing that this can be eaten leh…

    its great that Melissa has a nicer quarter… definately good when at the end of each day after work, its nice to be able to go back to a comfortable place…

    Yes, actually I was quite sad that the place she was given formerly was not very nice, to say the least…but I tried to comfort her saying that I had worse when I went for my first posting. ๐Ÿ˜ฆ Thankfully, the present one is nice.

    Ya…you’re not alone – seems that everybody in the peninsula doesn’t know that the flowers can be eaten. What a waste…all those flowers in the durian orchards. Much nicer than many other types of vegetables, really.

  22. Nice! It does seem like a big step up from the old teacher’s quarters.

    Durian flowers looks good, haven’t had them in a long time. I’m not sure where to get them here – probably at a durian farm? It’s not sold at wet markets or such.

    I guess not…since nobody there eats them. I do think there would be a lot there…seeing that they have durians all year round.

  23. OMG. Durian flowers. I just had once before in my life and that was almost 20 years ago.

    You may see somebody selling at the market here sometimes if you’re lucky. Otherwise, not so easy to get unless you know someone who has a tree.

All opinions expressed in my blog are solely my own, that is my prerogative - you may or may not agree, that is yours. To each his/her own. For food and other reviews, you may email me at sibutuapui@yahoo.com

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: