salam,
kalau diam membisu tu mesti ada isinya..tapi tak bisu sangat pun ada isinya..
isinya ialah
dapat ibu n ayah lagi satu..ayat bagi suspicious sikit
Lois Lowry kata,
“The worst part of holding the memories is not the pain. It's the loneliness of it. Memories need to be shared.”
one day has passed but the memory will linger forever.
we had a three days and two days visit to kampung damak, sg bayor, selama and it was such a priceless opportunity. it went beyond of my expectations.this activity was a must activity. every teacher trainee had to join it in order to fulfill the degree requirements. they called it bina insan guru. we called it '
rahsia' =P.
it was such a blessings getting to join this activity. meeting with lots of new people. getting to know and experience kampung life. breath in the fine, fresh air. it lead to an indescribable feelings. it mixed. sad and happy. it was not easy when it was time to say goodbye. knowing the reality that it would be the end of our journey as their foster babies. we were well fed. they even prepared us lunch boxes. huhuhu.
on the way to the school, our bus bumped to a herd of cows crossing the road. my friends shouted 'lembu tengah jalan'. some were laughing. some were peeping through the windows. everyone was very excited cum delighted including me though that was not my first time being there. it was part of my hometown, so, it should be a familiar sightseeing aite. haha. as we arrived, the villagers were all looking at us. ni tak perasan. i could read from the water face. their eyes told thousand things. i had had such experience when i was schooling in a rural primary school in bandar baharu. the fish smell welcomed us. haha. its a true village. the cow dungs were everywhere. no one would scold them. its their kampung too. they had the privilege to poo on the road or wherever they felt happy to fulfill the nature's call urge. haha. goats were everywhere. i saw a flock of chicken and ducks walked side by side. bestfriend. kalau ada tangan mesti jalan sambil pegang tangan gitu.
mixing with the villagers. they were very pure. you could see the sincereness and happiness from their eyes. their words and their warm welcomed made us feel like we were home. some parents were kind enough to wait for their three days babies in front of the school gate when its time to go home.oh, i'm so jealous. tapi tak kan nak suruh mai foster parents tunggu luar skolah. dia kan cikgu. in my case, i had two new baby sisters. they even waited for me when its time to go home. both of the cute sisters would kind enough to follow my steps and asking me 'buat apa? sambil sengih'.
the first days went well. we arrived one hour early. they welcomed us like pengantin baru tau. siap dato' datang launced our big program opening ceremony. what a day! terkejut jugak. dato' datang rasmi program kecik je. they were time when all of us was very nervous. hihih. macam nak tunggu calon suami. actually, it was the time when the host announced our partner and foster parents.i got an Indian lady.she's my course mate and i knew her well but not so well.i was a bit frustrated with the arrangement bc only two of us, me and Laila, were paired up with non Malays. But, that's not the reason for me to stop cheering up the day. what made even feel even more and most frustrated was our foster parents did not turn up and it happened to we had no foster parents.luckily, there was a kind man who was very kind to accept us. he's Mr Zaa'ba n Madam Najah. to make a story short, the teacher brought us home. our three days home. he was a guru cemerlang. he spoke English with us. he had nine children. three in darul quran, the second one is a doctor, one in Mesir, one managed to get straight 11 As and two in UIA. sangat hebat! he was a soft spoken man. He dressed like an ustaz but he's not. He's a sifu in English in that school. He often shared his experiences with us. one thing that made me adore him was the way he spoke. from the way he discussed things, i knew that he was an experienced man. keluarga yang penuh dengan kesederhanaan dan taat. i wish i could be like both of my foster parents in educating children and in all positive aspects. ameen.
the second day was a bit tiring. our scheduled was fully packed with lots of activities. some of my friends were started to beg for more days cz their foster parents looked reluctant to release them home. yeah!knowing the reality that the day after that was the final day. we could feel the throbbing pain from the inner side!most of us were already felt in love to the environment, the community, lata and everything there. that differed village and town. the friendly community. the activity started at 7.30 and ended at 6 in the evening. we had outdoor and indoor games in the morning as well as motivational session for year 4 and year 5 students and viva micro for year 5 students. at the same time, we had to do the mural painting. patient, collaboration, team work and everything could be pictured by the work done. alhamdulillah, we did it in half day. it was a hectic day but the happiest day ever. looking the students faces. they were all very excited to join whatever activities prepared for them. they were very excited. their smiling faces melted my heart. their accent made me elated when my energy barometer was about to show its low battery sign. they were very skillful at catching for fishes and lots of other aquatic lives. for year 6, they had to decorate their aquarium with not only beautiful decorations but also variety of aquatic lives. one of my friends who was incharged of this session told me how shame XY was when the pupils corrected her "cikgu, pacat tak hidup dalam air"hahaha..sorry, pupils. we were not used to all that and that's why we knew less about aquatic lives. the won in survival live.
how to find for leech? " its just an easy weezy job. letak kaki tepi sungai. datangla lintah " kata budak hingusan. unvbelievable right. yang lagi 2 tahun nak dapat degree pun tak tahu. the caught not only anak ikan biasa2.anak ikan todak sungai, ikan keli n mcam2 lagi. ada yang punyalah besar. mmg skillful. lintah punyalah panjang dan sihat pun ada. udang sungai yang siap ada sepit pun ada. hebat sungguh lah!
i was responsible to conduct the indoor games with a few of my indoor games group mates. seven pebbles was enough to make them happy. xyah i pad bagai. they just loved the seven pebbles. they called it batu seremban. they taught me how to play 'tip top'. tip top was a skill to multiply the points. i still remember and would love to forever put him in my long term memory. Muhaimin, was the one who dared to compete with me. excited sangat! nak lawan cikgu.haha. nak lawan main congkak je pun. i could see his water face changing when he was nearly lose the game over me. haha. sebab takut dia nangis, i main tipu bagi kalah.haha. kalau budak tu budak jugak.haha.xnak kalah. kalau orang dewasa ni, dewasa jugak. berkorban demi budak kecil. hahahahah. perasan sikit.
torang canteen was kind enough to sponsor our lunch. ikan bakar n ulam. yummilicious.
to be surprised, the school was on holiday from any p&ps for one day. they were kind enough to set a day activities for us to conduct. we were in charged of the students for half day. letih tapi best!!
on the evening, we had the outdoor games with the foster parents. i took that opportunity to walk and enjoyed the wondrous and breathtaking view of tali air. the journey was quite tough as i had to pass through the natural traps. haha. cow dungs. erk..layan je. bukan selalu. haha
the final day,
deep in my heart. i wouldn't wanna leave this village. i had made a promise to myself that i'm gonna come back soon. it's my mom's hometown but i'm not used to it. not too often we visited this village. that's why i could not picture how exciting it could be. how beautiful and fresh. the community was very friendly despite of the special accent. their accent made them different. they way they greeted us made me fall in love to the village.
we were having the closing ceremony on the final day. sirih pulang ke gagang. the foster family sent us home. its a tough time to untie the bonding that we had built even it was only within a short three days.
till we meet again little cutie pies, majidah and athirah.
thanks for the kindness
thanks for the warm welcomed
thanks for the beautiful experiences
thanks for the memory!!!
regards,
me
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