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The Padi Field in Penampang of Yore
To a farmer, to have a piece of padi field is eualvalent to having a long term rice bowl for the family . Working in the padi field involves every member of the family.
A plough , drawned by a buffalo , is the traditional method of ploughing the field .
Nowadays , a tractor is used by most farmers .
When it is planting time , the padi seedlings are gathered from the nursery and planted by hands .
This is a popular planting song :
Planting rice is never fun Bend from morn till set of sun Never stand and never sit Never rest a little bit.
Later , when the padi gradually ripens, the children are Put in charge of scaring away the birds, the rats and other pests , although scare crows are also used.
Harvesting comes . All hands are needed ! Sometimes the method gotong royong which means working together as a team , is practiced in the kampung or village .
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The padi field of Penampang in days of yore |
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Tanjung Aru Beach
In Tanjung Aru Beach I met , The only girl I never forget, When everyday and every night, I was in Tanjung Aru Beach.
Until at last she said good bye, She kissed my lips and then she cried. Her dropping tears that broke my heart, I was in Tanjung Aru Beach.
Tanjung Aru Beach near Kota Kinabalu of long ago was much sung about.
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Tanjung Aru Beach
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