I have finally graduated from a part time course in Masters in English Studies at Open University, P.J. , Malaysia.
Did all 14 subjects in two and quarter years. Towards end of course, there was obvious physical and mental stress. Too much reading at this age was still comfortable for me, but I realise the memory was failing me. It was liked a computer running out of memory bytes and I could not top up. Despite not the course (poetry, or literature) desired, I did not perform too badly: 8 A 1 A-, 3 B+,1 B. The grades are not important. Even the degree (MA Arts) has no economic or ego value for me.The course did help me to read more widely, more equipped with literary theories and discourses. I will now prefer to study on my own, rather than taking another formal course.
In another one and half month I shall retire fully, taking up a part time grand parenting job in Singapore! Actually my wife is the preferred person, and I have the luck to tag along – package deal, if you wish to name it. To night we dined in a petit restaurant locally to mark a minor turning point in life – end of a chosen hardship. The name of the restaurant is called “Siow Tiao”, meaning small bundle, but it is a big bundle when the bill is paid – Rm110 for three small dishes.