Pleasure is the flower that passes; remembrance, the lasting perfume..... . . ~Jean de Boufflers

Monday, November 20, 2006

I.C. I See.
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While checking a particular exam candidate's IC during invigilation some time back, I came across this word on the reverse side.
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Annamite.
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It was her race.
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Annamite?
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At the back of my mind, I began to visualise a colony of people living somewhere in a secluded part of Bukit Timah Nature Reserve whose daily rituals include making molotov cocktails, DDTs and other explosives as a way of life.
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Or either that, a group of humans that physically looked like ants and liked to eat trees and other woody alternatives for supper.
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I could have sworn it sounded like that gross stuff Mum gave to us when we were young. Wait, that's Marmite.
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Annamite. Ah.
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The Mon-Khmer language spoken in Vietnam.
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Wikipedia also says that a certain type of rabbit called the Annamite Rabbit inhabits the Laos-Vietnam border. The rabbits are striped, red and very, very rare.

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ICs are proving to be very valuable source of enlightenment for the dull regimentation of invigilation.