koolmokcik: Beri betis hendak paha II

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Beri betis hendak paha II

Bahasa Kebangsaan Malaysia ialah Bahasa Melayu dan bahasa kedua ialah Bahasa Inggeris.

Nengokkan gambar kat atas [dari sini], nampak seperti Bahasa Inggeris ialah bahasa KETIGA.

Tak perasan pulak bila kalanya bangunan di Jalan Petaling jadi bangunan warisan.

Hmmm ... ada BAU la!

4 comments:

Kenn said...: Nengokkan dari banner pula, Bahasa asing didahulukan dari Bahasa Kebangsaan..

Org-org yg dok pegang banner tu, PENDATANG (yang tak tahu berbahasa Inggeris) KE, dok berdemo di bumi Malaysia?; August 10, 2011 at 9:01 AM
koolmokcikZ said...: tengok kedai kedai deme ... lagi BESARRRRR tulisan bahasa 'illegal' tu ... tak leh guna istilah 'haram' takut ada ostad tercabut kopiah; August 10, 2011 at 9:13 AM
zulkifli said...: Apa nak dihairankan dan tidak perlu mengecam mereka ini. mereka cuma mengikut apa yg dibuat oleh pemimpin negara, dan mempraktikkan apa yg mereka faham mengenai konsep SATU MALAYSIA.

Pemimpin tertinggi kita pun lebih gemar ridak berbahasa kebangsaan, apabila ditemu ramah oleh media. Akibatnya bahasa kebangsaan pun tonggang terbalik, bahasa Inggeris pun tunggang langgang.; August 11, 2011 at 9:43 AM
koolmokcikZ said...: setuju amat dengan pandangan Zul.

terima kasih sudi singgah di sini dan berkongsi pandangan.; August 15, 2011 at 9:54 AM

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