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So you think you know Brunei? Think again!

We know Brunei is a small country, everybody is related but have you ever encountered anyone from other countries who knows everybody and not just everybody but everybody in the whole world? Bruneians even know minor details of everyone in this world. E.g. Everybody in this world has a best friend. Everybody in this world has a favourite colour. Everyone in this world loves football. But do you know in Brunei they play football nekkid? Case in point: I took off my clothes and played football because in Malay we say Aku buka baju & main bola. Young boys can be quite the man, if you know what I mean. At the tender age of 13, they can have many offsprings. E.g. I have 13 families instead of there are 13 members in my family. But if you look closely, it's surprising that these boys or girls were even born in the first place. Their parents have very different tastes, in fact, they don't have much in common. Case in point; My father likes to drink coffee and my mother likes to drink tea. My father likes Nasi Goreng but my mother likes mee goreng. I like Milo Ping & Nasi Ayam. Well, no matter how different we are, we always bond over badminton. In fact, almost all families in Brunei play badminton as I've read in my kids' composition. I think other sports just won't work. Maybe that's because most of us are poor. Other sports equipment cost a lot of money. We're so poor that we USE our clothes instead of WEARING them. Of course, that's when we have CLOTHES. Most of the time, we only have CLOTH. But I guess having CLOTH is better than wearing TRANSPARENT clothes. Apparently, teachers have been wearing plastic bags and Glad wrapping to work and this is not acceptable, especially for the female teachers. It says so in the staff book in my two schools. No TRANSPARENT clothes please. Yeah I agree. It's not practical to wear a plastic bag to work, especially when you are expected to be MULTI-PURPOSE. MULTI-TASKING just don't cut it. Tired? Lie on the netball COUCH. But my favourite is that you have to be familiar with the sows (should be s.o.w.s-scheme of work). Even if you're a muslim. So, I'll be busy this December getting in the pig pen in my plastic clothes.