Flicking through the newspaper today, one would see manifestations on 1Malaysia by various corporate giants are all over its pages. I don't know, to me 1Malaysia is not at all a new "concept". As I rummaged through the old family albums I found these powerful reminders from the past.
Angklong Team of Convent Seremban. Our teacher/conductor was Mrs Tan, a pretty lady whose hair was all the time neatly coiffured. The rest in the team comprised of students from mixed races. We won the Pesta Music competition in NS and as a reward we were invited to perform for the King and Queen at a Merdeka celebration in Dewan Bahasa & Pustaka.
The Year 6 Boria group. Chinese, Indians, Punjabi, Portuguese and Malays singing in harmony "Selamat lah datang kami ucapkan...." and closed each verse with punch line "Yea-bah!!"
(teka lah yang mana satu saya :D)
Convent Seremban Prefects Year 1976. Another mixed combination of students of all races. We sang, we ate and we cried together. Our headmistress was Ms Vickki Muthu and adviser was Pn Suria.
This is 1Malaysia to me. Cultivating the idea starts from young. There were no fancy adverts on tv or radio telling us how to be ONE. But we knew that we were ONE and how great it felt having each other.