Kopi lesen means bribing to get a driving licence. (and that is against the law, ok?) In this age, there are still lots of young people who can’t read and understand Bahasa. These are kids from premier school on our island! They have to pay about RM900 to get through the traffic signs (undang-undang) tests. Duh!
I think when I took my driving licence way back in 1986, it costed my brother about RM200. Do you know how much it cost to get just a bike licence now? Guess?
Last time, we just buy a traffic signs book, memorise them and then, go and sit for the test which was a written one. Now? They have to go for six hours lesson, sat for the test using the computer (ooooh….sked the shit out of older generation, no? Those with technophobia?) and then, later, another lesson on riding the bike to get their ‘P’ lesson.
My eldest kid had gone through the test, scoring 46/50. Not impressive, I thought. Until my housekeeper told me her son who comes from a premier school had to sit for the test three times. And told me about kopi lesen which her friend’s son bought because he can’t understand the written test.
So, parents, for goodness and humanity sake, start teaching your kids who are barely out of their car seats about traffic regulations. Teach them that Punjabis are allowed to wear turbans and not helmets. And if you need to cuss with all the glory of f.u., knnmcb, bhutto engko, pondek etc, do it too! My atm said that it is important to show the kids what is right from wrong. What is being bullied and what is courtesy. How to respond when taken advantage of.
Like life, we must know when we should defend and when we should move along harmoniously. If someone makes us angry on the road, it is better to f.u. them, wind down the window, put up the middle finger than to remain all docile and comes back to hit the wife and kids. Kehkehkeh, ignore me, I am being dramatic.
Have you heard of people who failed again and again over their driving test? Hehehe, I know a few who panicked and kept failing the tests because they applied the emergency brake too soon, knock down the parking pole, dropped too far downhill etc etc.
flirted flouted my way through when I was 18 years old. “Eh, encik, tiap-tiap hari naik kereta lembu ‘L’, tak takut kah? Encik ada beli insurans nyawa tak? Bahaya lah.” (sir, you ride on learners driven car, aren’t you worried? Did ya buy life insurance? Dangerous man) *grins, grins, smile coyly, giggles, giggles* Of course, I passed the very first time lah. The driving tester from JPJ was busy talking to me to note if I put the right signal. We had hand signals back then, you know? I think they are extinct now.
So, who got kopi lesen, quickly own up now or forever hold your peace.