Catching UpWith…: Her work’s not finished yet

New Straits Times, March 25, 2007


 

As the nation prepared for independence in 1957, a tireless Irish nun was composing a school song and helping a premier girls’ school in Petaling Jaya take shape. WILSON HENRY revisits the convent where the first plans for Assunta School were made

AS soon as she set foot in Malaya, she plunged into the setting up of Assunta School. And 52 years on, Sister Enda Philomena Ryan is working just as intensely to raise RM1 million for a project to help poor and abandoned children from squatter settlements.

“The day after I arrived in Petaling Jaya, I was teaching the little ones in primary school and setting up the Assunta Secondary School in Changgai Road,” she remembers.

The years of serving the poor and educating the young are etched in every line and crinkle on her 78-year-old face.

Today, sitting in the parlour of the St Francis Convent discussing building plans with another nun, Sister Enda is as energised as the 26-year-old Franciscan nun she was when she arrived two years before Merdeka.

“We hope to raise the money to put up a building for the Assunta Children’s Society,” she says.

“At the Assunta Children’s Centre, the children will receive additional attention in their schoolwork. We want to help their parents as well by offering adult classes and opening a crisis centre.”

It is not as big as the project she was entrusted with in 1955 — getting Assunta School started — but it is important to Sister Enda’s Franciscan spirit of continuing to serve and making a difference in people’s lives.

It was this spirit which led her in 1954 to offer herself when Michael Hogan, the attorney-general of pre-independence Malaya, went to Rome to see if the nuns from the Institute of the Franciscan Missionaries of Mary could help set up a girls’ school in Petaling Jaya.

Assunta School was to see to the education of girls whose schooling had been disrupted by the communist insurgency. They were from rural families who had been resettled in new villages in and around the new township of Petaling Jaya.

She boarded a steamer in December 1954, leaving Naples for Singapore. She took a train from Singapore and arrived in Kuala Lumpur on Jan 29, 1955.

“It was the time of the new villages and the communist threat, so you can imagine how we lacked facilities,” says Sister Enda, who was born in Galbally in Limerick county, Ireland.

“We had clinics and classes for the poor in temporary locations off Klang Road and in Puchong.”

There weren’t many buildings near the convent in Jalan Templer — just the three bungalows belonging to the administrative staff responsible for the development of Petaling Jaya and the Ave Maria maternity hospital (the forerunner of Assunta Hospital) managed by the sisters.

“The convent’s walls only went half way up,” she remembers, “the top half was latticed for ventilation. When it rained, we had to use umbrellas indoors.”

Every morning on rising in those days, the nuns would kiss the ground and greet the day with a biblical expression in Latin. But one day, instead of greeting the morning with Ecce Ancilia Domini (Behold the handmaid of the Lord) to emphasise humility, Sister Enda let out a piercing scream.

“I almost kissed a snake that was slithering on the floor,” she laughs.

But snakes, poor living conditions and the heat did not deter Sister Enda from doing what she had set out to do.

“In 1957, the first batch of students from remove classes for Assunta Secondary School was being prepared. It was an exciting year since the country was also gaining its independence.”

She recalls the celebrations on Aug 31, 1957.

“We could see the fireworks from our convent and we heard the radio broadcast. Something terribly important had taken place and you could feel it in the air.

“It was a proud moment,” says Sister Enda, who became a Malaysian citizen in 0ctober 1966.

“We only got the secondary school building ready by 1958. But good Lord, you can imagine the amount of work that was being done in 1957 — raising funds, organising students for classes, and preparing them for examinations.

“After that first building went up, we continued raising funds. I remember we had all sorts of fairs — fun fair, food fair, you name it, we had it. It felt like the new nation taking its first steps.”

Over the decades, the school has received many accolades and Sister Enda remained the familiar face of Assunta Secondary School until she retired in 1989. But her heart is still attached to the school and she serves on its board of governors and helps in any way she can.

“I still read the newspapers. I look at the obituary pages to see whether any Assuntarians have died or lost their parents or loved ones. I make it a point to attend the funeral,” says Sister Enda. “It’s an Irish thing I suppose, showing up at wakes and funerals, being there for people we know.”

But her Irishness has not stopped her from being thoroughly Malaysian.

The headmasters and headmistresses of other schools used to call her Meenachi or Minah binti Ryan, names spun from her middle name, Philomena.

Despite her years and the countless generations of students who have passed through her hands, she still remembers their names and little details about them.

“They are more than mere students or faces to me. They are the girls I saw grow up, go to work and get married.

“It’s almost like watching Malaysia grow, and enjoying the remarkable experience of being a part of it.”

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