IPOH: S. Mahalachime grinned from ear to ear as she showed her MyKad to her aunt at their Taman Harmoni flat in Buntong here.
The 12-year-old, who was dejected and sullen when met about a week ago, was a completely different person yesterday, her manner bubbly and cheery.
“I am really happy. I can go to secondary school now. I want to be a teacher when I grow up,” she said, beaming.
Her 28-year-old aunt, M. Logalechumi, said Mahalachime was a very chatty and happy girl.
“She is hardworking and obedient and always helps with the house chores.
“When the National Registration Department rejected her application for a MyKad, her behaviour changed drastically,” Logalechumi said.
“She could not sleep for three days and hid in her room,” she added.
Logalechumi said that Mahalachime, the only child of V. Kamlla and P. Suburamani, has been in her care since she was six months old.
“Her mother is 60 years old and poor and is unable to take care of her.
“I treat Mahalachime like my younger sister,” she said, adding that Mahalachime’s mother was her sister.
Kamlla is a housewife who stays in Jelapang while her husband is being remanded at the Taiping Prison awaiting sentencing for a criminal offence.
Logalechumi, who is a cleaner, said she would register Mahalachime at SMK Seri Puteri before school reopens.
On Saturday, it was reported that Mahalachime had swallowed 10ml of bleach at her home due to constant taunts over her failure to obtain a MyKad. She was rushed to the Raja Permaisuri Bainun Hospital for treatment and was discharged on Monday.
He plight came to light when Kamlla held a press conference last week, claiming that the NRD had wanted her daughter to undergo a DNA test before it could issue her a MyKad.
She alleged that the NRD had believed the girl to be of Chinese-Indian parentage instead of being Indian and denied her application, making her ineligible for secondary education.
Earlier at the Perak NRD office at Meru Raya, Mahalachime was rendered speechless on receiving her MyKad from state director Mohd Zahari Hassan.
She shed tears of joy and shied away from reporters, and only spoke to them when she reached home and was more composed.