Hannah Yeoh

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Hannah Yeoh

Details of allocation spending for year 2011

Posted: 02 May 2012 11:05 PM PDT

In line with our commitment to transparency and accountability, we have once again published details of our allocation spending here.

Taxpayers money must always be accounted for. That is why we have published details of our spending every year on my blog. 

On 28 September 2011, the Selangor State Government has decided to increase our annual RM500,000 allocation to RM600,000. Due to the fact that we were approaching the last quarter of 2011 when this announcement was made, the Petaling Land Office has allowed us to carry forward the balance of money to year 2012. 

My Bersih Story

Posted: 02 May 2012 02:59 AM PDT

So many people have written articles on their first hand account of Bersih 3.0. I was struggling inside me for days contemplating whether or not I should pen down my personal experience. I have tweeted how I was absent during Bersih 1.0 – I was still a very ignorant Malaysian back then. When Bersih 2.0 happened, I had just given birth to my first child and was on maternity leave. I was at home praying for a peaceful rally and that my husband, my dad and my brother would come home safely from the rally. Bersih 3.0 - I was there for the very first time together with my husband, my assistants, sister, cousin, brother-in-law, former schoolmates from SM Subang Utama, former employer, my father-in-law, friends and some residents. Many were there for the very first time. Many are NOT members of any political parties - and that's a very good sign that truly the civil society has awakened!

When we got to the KTM station in Subang Jaya, there were many others who were waiting for the train in their yellow t-shirts.

When the train arrived from Klang and Batu Tiga, it was already packed with many Bersih supporters. Some clapped as the train stopped to pick up more Bersih supporters. I was like a little sardine fish inside the train.

When we arrived at the Kuala Lumpur station, I saw train after train brought in hundreds of other Bersih supporters.

When we got to Jalan Petaling, I was shocked to see so many young people have already gathered. The theme was "Duduk Bantah". One of my assistants has often been teased to have obsessive compulsive disorder. As a housewife and chief-of-staff, she would never stop cleaning. On 428, she had no problem sitting on the street. Other friends were proud of her. Some schoolmates of mine hate to be under the hot sun. On 428, they stood for hours in the hot sun. And that was the message I received from so many others, they were willing to put aside their personal preferences and habits to send a strong message to the Barisan Nasional-led government – they want clean and fair elections.

When we got to Jalan Tun Perak, it was so crowded I was literally rubbing sweaty shoulders and arms with others. Some recognised me and I conceded taking photographs despite looking fatigued. By then, we had been standing on our feet for almost 5 hours.

When I got closer to the Masjid Jamek station, I saw Datuk Ambiga addressing the people but I was on the opposite side of the road and I could not hear the speech. The crowd then starting moving forward towards Dataran Merdeka. The next thing I saw were hands going up in front of me signalling to the rest of us to turn back and run. I didn't know what to do. I was afraid of a stampede. Considering it was my first Bersih rally and after listening to horror stories of police brutality during Bersih 2.0, I decided to hug a lamp post. Yes you heard correctly. Hugged a lamp post I did! My husband pulled me away and we started running into a back lane. I then realised that the police had shot tear gas at us and there were hundreds of people escaping into the back lane with teary eyes. I saw Malaysians of all races sharing salt, water and towels. At the end of the back lane, there were others running towards us, tear gas were being shot from the other direction too. We were cornered. It was chaotic. By then, I was coughing terribly and had difficulty breathing. Again, I did the unimaginable - I was sprawled over a parked car. I simply could not breathe! My friend Peter saw me and dragged me away from the car. A group of us managed to seek shelter inside a budget hotel nearby.

On the sixth floor of the hotel, an elderly Malay couple offered their room for us to wash our face. There were young people there who shared their packed food with us. It felt like post-war. Malaysians came together. Sadly we were not running away from war enemies, we were running away from our own police force even though we had gathered in peace to demand for clean and fair elections.

I condemn any form of violence that has taken place be it against the civilians, the journalists or the police. To me, the tear gas felt very deadly. To be cornered into a tiny alley with tear gas coming from both directions had left me in a very undignified position to the extent my husband could not recognise it was me that was sprawled over a car.

If the tear gas had such an effect on me, I cannot imagine how dangerous it was for senior citizens and for those with asthma. Bersih 3.0 wasn't about Anwar-Azmin, even though the BN regime wants to pin all the blame on the both of them for the unruly behaviour of some. I have been to huge political and church rallies but I have never seen a crowd like that on 428. The testimonies of some 250,000 Malaysians at home, in the office, in mosques, in churches, in temples or in colleges cannot be discounted no matter how hard the BN-led government tries. If you had been on the streets of KL that day, you would know that no amount of censorship on Astro or spinning in the mainstream media can stop the testimonies of those who were present. And their Bersih stories will continue to pour in.

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