Text Size:WHEN I was posted to Pamol Sabah in 1979, I quickly realised that the Labuk River was very much a part of life at the plantations, which had a long frontage to it. The river could be your friend or your enemy.
Malong would sometimes take a shortcut and take the route between some nipah palms, and I could smell the mud as we pushed the fronds aside to let us through. He knew his job and did not cease to smile. He was a Filipino who lived in Pamol and he knew the river. The waters could rise when you were asleep. The rains upstream would be the cause and suddenly you may find the river coming into your house.
In my yellow raincoat I would go with planter Aminudin Muhiddin, who handled the jongkong deftly, and we would weave upriver to some of the villages of the Kadazans and Cocos islanders to see if they needed help. When the sunny days returned, it was time for the villagers to plant corn, which grew well with the topsoil freshly deposited along the banks. A few months later, I could buy jagung pulut. The villagers would also plant bananas to replace the clumps that had been left with the flood waters for the Sulu Sea.
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