It's been a while since I've had any substantial writings in my blog, and nowadays I'm doing more of reporting of activities than expressions of whatever's cooking in the coconut shell... anyway, something is better than anything, right? And this is sort of an online journal for me to keep track of what I've done and gone through... And that people don't really read my ramblings anyway.
Anyhow, I hope to be able to pen down some of the things I've been thinking about soon. Damn, I really hate writers' block.
So all that aside, last weekend I went away to Nangoh (still in Beluran) to Pamol Estate which was about 3-4 hours drive from Beluran town. The Sabah Nurses' Association was having a community activity there in conjunction with their annual celebration of Nurses' Day (which was supposed to be on 12th May) but postponed to this month to make this outing possible. Going out for a full weekend in some palm oil estates isn't the most happening plan to make, but I am actually in for a big surprise.
Gathering in front of Beluran Hospital to start the convoy of 5 carloadfuls of nurses.
With the staffs of Klinik Kesihatan Nangoh, about 2 hours from Beluran.
The entrance to Pamol Estate, owned by IOI Groups after it took over from Unilever. Not that any of this facts matter to me anyway.
The usual scenarios, of course, unending stretch of sawit, sawit, sawit, sawit, sawit, sawit, sawit, sawit.....
...until there was a sudden clearance at the estate, revealing...
... a golf course. smack right in the middle of nowhere! Golf course! No kidding!
Actually that area is developed for recreation for the staffs, and there were more sportive facilities around, like tennis court and a swimming pool, and not forgetting a Club House!
9-holes Golf Course at Pamol Estate.
At night, we were joined by the Senior Officer overlooking the whole IOI owned estates in that area, Mr Rugupathy. Since I was expected to give speech, I came in my batik.
Some of the kindergarten kids in full costumes preparing 70s a-go-go dance for us... Those were probably the times when their parents were just born!
Kadazan Sumazau dance - a compulsory staple in any Sabahan performances.
The 70s twist
The afore mentioned swimming pool
From left to right, Sr Malin, Sr Saibi, Sr Rosliah, Sr Justinah and Matron Ahadiah, my band of iron ladies that govern the district of Beluran (except for Sr Jus who works in the hospital)
For the past 1 year I've seldom got a chance to get a bucket ride (getting on the cargo of a pickup) so another consolation for coming to Beluran would be the opportunities for bucket rides again! Woo hoo!
The golf course on a beautiful morning. Too bad I don't know how to hold a club.
I have to get used to all this formality stuffs, as I was shocked to see people waiting for me at the hall with kompang and all! And arriving in a pickup bucket wasn't really my idea of elegance!! Sheesh, that was embarrassing.
Our main activity for that morning was to do a community health camp, providing tests for cholesterol, blood sugar, blood pressure check and all... I gave a talk about safe pregnancy and safe delivery, at first given time for 30 minutes but overshot to 1.5 hours...
If you're wondering what this old lady is doing, she's on an apparatus to count her body fat, and her visceral fat percentage, which is a more accurate calculation of body fat that contributes to sickness. Just by appearance I know she's okay, come on la!
Other than talks and healthy campaigns, the Nurses Association also did a fund raising by auctioning used clothes (starting from price as low as RM1.00) No kidding!
Anyhow, I hope to be able to pen down some of the things I've been thinking about soon. Damn, I really hate writers' block.
So all that aside, last weekend I went away to Nangoh (still in Beluran) to Pamol Estate which was about 3-4 hours drive from Beluran town. The Sabah Nurses' Association was having a community activity there in conjunction with their annual celebration of Nurses' Day (which was supposed to be on 12th May) but postponed to this month to make this outing possible. Going out for a full weekend in some palm oil estates isn't the most happening plan to make, but I am actually in for a big surprise.
Gathering in front of Beluran Hospital to start the convoy of 5 carloadfuls of nurses.
With the staffs of Klinik Kesihatan Nangoh, about 2 hours from Beluran.
The entrance to Pamol Estate, owned by IOI Groups after it took over from Unilever. Not that any of this facts matter to me anyway.
The usual scenarios, of course, unending stretch of sawit, sawit, sawit, sawit, sawit, sawit, sawit, sawit........until there was a sudden clearance at the estate, revealing...
... a golf course. smack right in the middle of nowhere! Golf course! No kidding!
Actually that area is developed for recreation for the staffs, and there were more sportive facilities around, like tennis court and a swimming pool, and not forgetting a Club House!
9-holes Golf Course at Pamol Estate.
At night, we were joined by the Senior Officer overlooking the whole IOI owned estates in that area, Mr Rugupathy. Since I was expected to give speech, I came in my batik.
Some of the kindergarten kids in full costumes preparing 70s a-go-go dance for us... Those were probably the times when their parents were just born!
Kadazan Sumazau dance - a compulsory staple in any Sabahan performances.
The 70s twist
The afore mentioned swimming pool
From left to right, Sr Malin, Sr Saibi, Sr Rosliah, Sr Justinah and Matron Ahadiah, my band of iron ladies that govern the district of Beluran (except for Sr Jus who works in the hospital)
For the past 1 year I've seldom got a chance to get a bucket ride (getting on the cargo of a pickup) so another consolation for coming to Beluran would be the opportunities for bucket rides again! Woo hoo!
The golf course on a beautiful morning. Too bad I don't know how to hold a club.
I have to get used to all this formality stuffs, as I was shocked to see people waiting for me at the hall with kompang and all! And arriving in a pickup bucket wasn't really my idea of elegance!! Sheesh, that was embarrassing.
Our main activity for that morning was to do a community health camp, providing tests for cholesterol, blood sugar, blood pressure check and all... I gave a talk about safe pregnancy and safe delivery, at first given time for 30 minutes but overshot to 1.5 hours...If you're wondering what this old lady is doing, she's on an apparatus to count her body fat, and her visceral fat percentage, which is a more accurate calculation of body fat that contributes to sickness. Just by appearance I know she's okay, come on la!
Other than talks and healthy campaigns, the Nurses Association also did a fund raising by auctioning used clothes (starting from price as low as RM1.00) No kidding!
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