assalamualaikum,
yeah! starting from next year, please call me, final year student/ senior. haha. hey, give way to you senior. hey, respect your senior. hey here and hey there.
the end,
last wednesday, we (my housemates to be and I) went for a house hunting in Seberang Jaya.
we're going to stay there for our final practicum starting from mid January, so, we need a house to sleep and do our lesson plans.
please, ask me about the price. ask me now. ask me now.
xpelah, let me tell you.
the price is crazy. the cost of renting on the rise in that area due to its massive development. two bedroom apartment costs us RM 1000 excluded power and water bills.
we finally get a house. alhamdulillah. a three bedroom, level 22, apartment. the rental rate is affordable for us, students, which is RM 550 per month excluded power and water bills.
hebat. tahun depan, rumahku ialah bangunan pencakar langit.
in the future, i think i already have an answer if anyone ask me about a house i would like to live in.
village house- check
apartment- check
bungalow - soon. =) . Aamin
till then,
enjoy your holidays (a special dedication to all teachers and students only!)
Showing posts with label experience. Show all posts
Showing posts with label experience. Show all posts
Saturday, 14 December 2013
Saturday, 23 November 2013
what's the plan? tell me
assalamualaikum,
hamboi kau plan sampai xhengat.
planning. it's a good thing but it could be the worst thing in someone's life. learn how to stop being obsessive.
i write based on an experience (definitely not my experience).
she is a woman who is so obsess with life planning.
she planned everything from A to Z. ever since she was a university student, she had started planning her life. everything. her life partner. her children's name. her financial status. her dream husband. it's definitely a wow because she was definitely an organized person. she knew what she should do and what her aim in life. to conclude, she knew herself well.
but, what happened when her dreams did not come true?
she gave up her life. she said things should be like this not like that.
i was talking to my mak and sisters when suddenly we came across to this topic. this a superb sensitive topic especially to the ladies. most of us live in a dream land. we have lotsa plans and dreams to achieve but with less action, we actually put everything into the drain. it's a waste of time to plan things without taking action.
i personally think, it's a good thing to crack our head to plan our life. at least, we have a guidance direction when we really need it. at least, we know what we want and what we should do next after we have achieved one level in our life.
if you ask me, i, myself, live in a dream world. i have so many dreams in my waiting list. when i was in secondary school, i dreamed to be a doctor. i planned to go to overseas. everyday, during Ramadan, i would read the middle pages of Malay newspaper. hihi. i would read and adore those who send their wishes from abroad wishing Happy Eid Mubarak. I wanted to do the same thing. I wanted to touch the icy cold snow. sadly, my plan did not come true coz Allah has a better plan for me. I adored people who stepped into marriage life at a very young age. I wished I could have the same experience. In my plan, I am going to get married before I turn 23. hihihi. gain, my plan did not come true. according to my plan, by this year, i am no longer a single lady. haha
why should i rewind my broken plans? haha
I shouldn't.
the message from all the above story is just simple. We plan and Allah is the best of planners. we plan but not all will come true. it's a good thing to plan but please remember that we are no one to decide which will come true and which will not come true. therefore, let's put our trust in Allah.
you might want a rich handsome husband, but you never know what Allah has decided for you. Ask from him if you really want what you have planned and tajdid niat.
kalau niat ke laut, memang ke laut la.
one more example;
you want to get married to a rich man. you get what you want. but, your in laws are not the type that you wish you will get and face for the entire of your life. you question yourself why you are the chosen one to have to face such problem.
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not everything we wish we will get in life. be grateful! you get your dream man, in return, you must try to accept all the mishaps and weaknesses of the man and your in laws.
my sisters are getting married soon! so, everyday, i would be listening to tazkirah on marriage life. its either that or be a responsible daughter even after you get married. haha
sebenarnya, moral of the story is belajar unruk bersyukur dengan apa yang kita ada/dapat je pun.huhu. melalut.
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hamboi kau plan sampai xhengat.
planning. it's a good thing but it could be the worst thing in someone's life. learn how to stop being obsessive.
i write based on an experience (definitely not my experience).
she is a woman who is so obsess with life planning.
she planned everything from A to Z. ever since she was a university student, she had started planning her life. everything. her life partner. her children's name. her financial status. her dream husband. it's definitely a wow because she was definitely an organized person. she knew what she should do and what her aim in life. to conclude, she knew herself well.
but, what happened when her dreams did not come true?
she gave up her life. she said things should be like this not like that.
i was talking to my mak and sisters when suddenly we came across to this topic. this a superb sensitive topic especially to the ladies. most of us live in a dream land. we have lotsa plans and dreams to achieve but with less action, we actually put everything into the drain. it's a waste of time to plan things without taking action.
i personally think, it's a good thing to crack our head to plan our life. at least, we have a guidance direction when we really need it. at least, we know what we want and what we should do next after we have achieved one level in our life.
if you ask me, i, myself, live in a dream world. i have so many dreams in my waiting list. when i was in secondary school, i dreamed to be a doctor. i planned to go to overseas. everyday, during Ramadan, i would read the middle pages of Malay newspaper. hihi. i would read and adore those who send their wishes from abroad wishing Happy Eid Mubarak. I wanted to do the same thing. I wanted to touch the icy cold snow. sadly, my plan did not come true coz Allah has a better plan for me. I adored people who stepped into marriage life at a very young age. I wished I could have the same experience. In my plan, I am going to get married before I turn 23. hihihi. gain, my plan did not come true. according to my plan, by this year, i am no longer a single lady. haha
why should i rewind my broken plans? haha
I shouldn't.
the message from all the above story is just simple. We plan and Allah is the best of planners. we plan but not all will come true. it's a good thing to plan but please remember that we are no one to decide which will come true and which will not come true. therefore, let's put our trust in Allah.
you might want a rich handsome husband, but you never know what Allah has decided for you. Ask from him if you really want what you have planned and tajdid niat.
kalau niat ke laut, memang ke laut la.
one more example;
you want to get married to a rich man. you get what you want. but, your in laws are not the type that you wish you will get and face for the entire of your life. you question yourself why you are the chosen one to have to face such problem.
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not everything we wish we will get in life. be grateful! you get your dream man, in return, you must try to accept all the mishaps and weaknesses of the man and your in laws.
my sisters are getting married soon! so, everyday, i would be listening to tazkirah on marriage life. its either that or be a responsible daughter even after you get married. haha
sebenarnya, moral of the story is belajar unruk bersyukur dengan apa yang kita ada/dapat je pun.huhu. melalut.
while they are thinking about weddings and marriage, this single lady is currently cracking her head thinking of money. haha. my plan to find a part time job got rejected by Puan Sri. for now;
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till then,
>penganggur 2 bulan.<
Monday, 29 April 2013
private school for a better future
assalamualaikum,
that was what we discussed yesterday.
after one month of practicum, i dare to say, i won't send my children to gov school. biar miskin dahulu. the best education is Islamic-based education. but, we don't have it in Malaysia. everything is westernize based education.
In convent, they do not even recite prayer during assembly and the teachers greet pupils with good morning and 'salam sejahtera' only during assembly. it's not that there's no Malay/Muslim pupils, but, they called it by the name of equality.
so sad!
that was what we discussed yesterday.
after one month of practicum, i dare to say, i won't send my children to gov school. biar miskin dahulu. the best education is Islamic-based education. but, we don't have it in Malaysia. everything is westernize based education.
In convent, they do not even recite prayer during assembly and the teachers greet pupils with good morning and 'salam sejahtera' only during assembly. it's not that there's no Malay/Muslim pupils, but, they called it by the name of equality.
so sad!
Sunday, 17 February 2013
refresh your goal
salam,
hehe. catchy tak topic di atas? for 'teenager' like me who's not yet married and still waiting for my turn, this topic might be catchy. this is one of the most popular discussion/chit-chatting/gossiping topics in my class and even during discussion. we can drag and stretch it until more than two hours. hot! this is serious. you don't have to lie at me. i know it coz i'm still a teenager though at this age, you can call me 'remaja terlajak' but do you think i care? haha.
that's not the purpose i'm here today.
these days, early marriage has became a popular trend. should i call it a trend or what not. no, i'm not saying it's a bad trend. it's a good trend actually. a good trend to follow. marriage is sunnah. there should be no reasons to say no when you're capable enough to practice the sunnah or in a short and sweet phrase, when your time comes.
kalau diri ini kata tak teringin, cubit saya kuat-kuat.
that's what we call psychological need. to be loved.
...........................
i was at a supermarket near to my college. that was not my first time seeing a young couple with baby. they looked so young and fragile. the wife was walking behind the husband carrying the infant. she looked like a secondary school teenager. the husband was wearing jeans and simpan ekor kat belakang. dye rambut sikit. same goes to his wife.
be positive syahira! hehe
for some reasons, i pity the infant. she'll grow up with her/his growing parents. they' ll grow up together. in the process of growing up, babies and toddlers will tend to pick up their parents life style, words and almost everything. what if they pick up the negative ones. hurm.
going through a few stages in life, i just couldn't deny the importance of a good role model in the family. children and teenagers are the two groups of human with the high level of curiosity. the wanna know something new. they wanna try something new, challenging things. as long as it's challenging, they will love it too bits.
that's not their fault nor their parents fault. it's the society's fault. the mass media's fault.
but why? put on your thinking cap! and think..why am i blunt enough to drag the society and mass media in a small family problem? there must be some reasons. pikiaqla. saya pun tak tahu but what can i say is it's not only one sided fault.
early marriage itself is good. but how to take care and build a good family when the parents themselves are not capable to be the role models.
browsing through the face book news feed just now and reading a wall post posted by one of the moderators for seminar baitul muslim. i'd be proud enough to share her words. she said 'don't wait for the right person, be the right person'.
a little bit of improvement by me,
be the right person not only to get the right person but for the sake of your future little caliphs. they're indeed a part of your shadow.
faham x? kalau tak faham, buat-buat faham la.
i'm not against the early marriage but thing that i would like to emphasize here is 'know your aim and set the right aim'.
the sweetness of marriage will never last long if the aim is wrong and against the principle of Islam.
know your reason before you proceed into a risky yet wonderful life; marriage.
till then,
sis
hehe. catchy tak topic di atas? for 'teenager' like me who's not yet married and still waiting for my turn, this topic might be catchy. this is one of the most popular discussion/chit-chatting/gossiping topics in my class and even during discussion. we can drag and stretch it until more than two hours. hot! this is serious. you don't have to lie at me. i know it coz i'm still a teenager though at this age, you can call me 'remaja terlajak' but do you think i care? haha.
that's not the purpose i'm here today.
these days, early marriage has became a popular trend. should i call it a trend or what not. no, i'm not saying it's a bad trend. it's a good trend actually. a good trend to follow. marriage is sunnah. there should be no reasons to say no when you're capable enough to practice the sunnah or in a short and sweet phrase, when your time comes.
kalau diri ini kata tak teringin, cubit saya kuat-kuat.
that's what we call psychological need. to be loved.
...........................
i was at a supermarket near to my college. that was not my first time seeing a young couple with baby. they looked so young and fragile. the wife was walking behind the husband carrying the infant. she looked like a secondary school teenager. the husband was wearing jeans and simpan ekor kat belakang. dye rambut sikit. same goes to his wife.
be positive syahira! hehe
for some reasons, i pity the infant. she'll grow up with her/his growing parents. they' ll grow up together. in the process of growing up, babies and toddlers will tend to pick up their parents life style, words and almost everything. what if they pick up the negative ones. hurm.
going through a few stages in life, i just couldn't deny the importance of a good role model in the family. children and teenagers are the two groups of human with the high level of curiosity. the wanna know something new. they wanna try something new, challenging things. as long as it's challenging, they will love it too bits.
that's not their fault nor their parents fault. it's the society's fault. the mass media's fault.
but why? put on your thinking cap! and think..why am i blunt enough to drag the society and mass media in a small family problem? there must be some reasons. pikiaqla. saya pun tak tahu but what can i say is it's not only one sided fault.
early marriage itself is good. but how to take care and build a good family when the parents themselves are not capable to be the role models.
browsing through the face book news feed just now and reading a wall post posted by one of the moderators for seminar baitul muslim. i'd be proud enough to share her words. she said 'don't wait for the right person, be the right person'.
a little bit of improvement by me,
be the right person not only to get the right person but for the sake of your future little caliphs. they're indeed a part of your shadow.
faham x? kalau tak faham, buat-buat faham la.
i'm not against the early marriage but thing that i would like to emphasize here is 'know your aim and set the right aim'.
the sweetness of marriage will never last long if the aim is wrong and against the principle of Islam.
know your reason before you proceed into a risky yet wonderful life; marriage.
till then,
sis
Saturday, 16 February 2013
i wonder why
Assalamualaikum,
this conversation happened yesterday in a petrol station
adik minta bantuan: kak, saya dari sekolah tahfiz .......... saya ada menjual bam. ada harga sepuluh n dua puluh ringgit. kalau kak tak mau beli pun tak pa. derma seikhlas hati
me: adik mai dari mana?
adik minta bantuan: sekolah tahfiz..........., sik, kedah
me: hari ni hari rabu. adik tak sekolah ka?
adik mita bantuan: yangs aya buat ni salah satu dari aktiviti sekolah.
me: oho!
i ended up giving her some amount of money. i ,sincerely, said to her that i didn't have such amount of money to buy her 'ubat' yet i could give her some, sincerely from the bottom of my heart. sank! why should i be such sincere. she must be laughing at my stupidity and blurrness. hahaha! i just couldn't think straight at the moment she came to me. well! i was still nervous. driving alone made me crazy. i just couldn't think straight. haha that's not the problem here.
what mattered most was why she spent her time doing such activity. they should be in class doing exercises, learning and exploring something new.
as far as i know, students are not allowed to linger outside of the school area during school time. even it's for the sake of school. that's not the children's responsibility. finding or collecting school fund are not their responsibility. they should be in the classroom. that's their premise.to learn.not to raise fund. not to travel from the north to the south just to raise fund for the school's sake. that's what we call human trafficking. isn't it?
that's not my first time experience yet it was my first time ever having such thinking.
things like that should not happen to children and teenagers.
it's school job to raise fund and think of how to korek money for the sake of the children's future.
regards,
sayageram
this conversation happened yesterday in a petrol station
adik minta bantuan: kak, saya dari sekolah tahfiz .......... saya ada menjual bam. ada harga sepuluh n dua puluh ringgit. kalau kak tak mau beli pun tak pa. derma seikhlas hati
me: adik mai dari mana?
adik minta bantuan: sekolah tahfiz..........., sik, kedah
me: hari ni hari rabu. adik tak sekolah ka?
adik mita bantuan: yangs aya buat ni salah satu dari aktiviti sekolah.
me: oho!
i ended up giving her some amount of money. i ,sincerely, said to her that i didn't have such amount of money to buy her 'ubat' yet i could give her some, sincerely from the bottom of my heart. sank! why should i be such sincere. she must be laughing at my stupidity and blurrness. hahaha! i just couldn't think straight at the moment she came to me. well! i was still nervous. driving alone made me crazy. i just couldn't think straight. haha that's not the problem here.
what mattered most was why she spent her time doing such activity. they should be in class doing exercises, learning and exploring something new.
as far as i know, students are not allowed to linger outside of the school area during school time. even it's for the sake of school. that's not the children's responsibility. finding or collecting school fund are not their responsibility. they should be in the classroom. that's their premise.to learn.not to raise fund. not to travel from the north to the south just to raise fund for the school's sake. that's what we call human trafficking. isn't it?
that's not my first time experience yet it was my first time ever having such thinking.
things like that should not happen to children and teenagers.
it's school job to raise fund and think of how to korek money for the sake of the children's future.
regards,
sayageram
Wednesday, 13 February 2013
faham-memahami
salam,
jeng..jeng..jeng
today's topic is 'faham memahami'
it's just simply a topic and it's got nothing to do with anybody.
it keeps popping up in my hard disk's news feed these days.. plup..plup..
recently, i've lots lots of things to think (unrelated to education business, definitely). until one day, i just can't hold it no more. it's a huge mistake to keep it on and on and let it be unsolved and sometimes, i'd rather try to comfort myself to just let it be. it's gonna get heal soon. sometimes, it turns out good but most of the time, it's getting worst, beyond the level i can imagine. huhu
the end..
in life, i bet, no one will have to endure the problem sickness if we apply the concept of understanding. but, in order to be understood, we must learn to live a life of the same premise.
as much as we try not to be cruel and to be fair to others, that much we'll be tested whether we're able to practice what we had said.
as you grow up, things like this will pop up in a sudden in your life in no matter how much you want to avoid it or you try to avoid it. what can i say is educate yourself to be understanding. teach yourself to walk in other's shoes.
tiba-tiba je terfikir, bayangkan, semua orang saling memahami. lengkap melengkapi. aman.
tapi, adat kehidupan.
ujian, masalah, cabaran, pening kepala, proses menerima, proses berfikir, proses menyelesaikan masalah, dugaan sesama manusia kan sebahagian daripada kehidupan.
#terus tabah dan jadi positif#
Tuesday's ramblings. =D
regards,
sis
jeng..jeng..jeng
today's topic is 'faham memahami'
it's just simply a topic and it's got nothing to do with anybody.
it keeps popping up in my hard disk's news feed these days.. plup..plup..
recently, i've lots lots of things to think (unrelated to education business, definitely). until one day, i just can't hold it no more. it's a huge mistake to keep it on and on and let it be unsolved and sometimes, i'd rather try to comfort myself to just let it be. it's gonna get heal soon. sometimes, it turns out good but most of the time, it's getting worst, beyond the level i can imagine. huhu
the end..
in life, i bet, no one will have to endure the problem sickness if we apply the concept of understanding. but, in order to be understood, we must learn to live a life of the same premise.
as much as we try not to be cruel and to be fair to others, that much we'll be tested whether we're able to practice what we had said.
as you grow up, things like this will pop up in a sudden in your life in no matter how much you want to avoid it or you try to avoid it. what can i say is educate yourself to be understanding. teach yourself to walk in other's shoes.
tiba-tiba je terfikir, bayangkan, semua orang saling memahami. lengkap melengkapi. aman.
tapi, adat kehidupan.
ujian, masalah, cabaran, pening kepala, proses menerima, proses berfikir, proses menyelesaikan masalah, dugaan sesama manusia kan sebahagian daripada kehidupan.
#terus tabah dan jadi positif#
Tuesday's ramblings. =D
regards,
sis
Monday, 21 January 2013
Empathy game
salam,
today's lesson is about empathy
who knows what does it mean by empathy?put up your hands.
you'll see a large crowd of human are putting their hands high up in the sky.
it looks like everyone knows and understands the concept of empathy but how many of you have been practicing it or at least, hardly trying to put yourself into other's conditions or feelings?
very little. melainkan kalau tengok movie hindustan/korea/cinta. boleh sampai reyau sebaldi. lagho!
just wanna quote an example from what had happened this morning. four of us went to a department in our college to lodge a report upon the mistakes happened in the process of calculating our results. we insisted to have a look at our real results cz most of us can't wait no more. almost three months had passed and why took so long just to count our pointer.
guess what the person said
cuba jalan dalam kasut kami, walk in our shoes! we have been walking in the gov system's nutshell for so long and we always end up to 'regret'.
peace no war, ke arah Malaysia yang lebih efisien dan sistematik.
regards,
cikgu
today's lesson is about empathy
who knows what does it mean by empathy?put up your hands.
you'll see a large crowd of human are putting their hands high up in the sky.
it looks like everyone knows and understands the concept of empathy but how many of you have been practicing it or at least, hardly trying to put yourself into other's conditions or feelings?
very little. melainkan kalau tengok movie hindustan/korea/cinta. boleh sampai reyau sebaldi. lagho!
just wanna quote an example from what had happened this morning. four of us went to a department in our college to lodge a report upon the mistakes happened in the process of calculating our results. we insisted to have a look at our real results cz most of us can't wait no more. almost three months had passed and why took so long just to count our pointer.
guess what the person said
"cikgu, it's no longer important to know your pointer. keep on studying. u'olz kan dah pass dan boleh teruskan pengajian."tak baik tau, penat kami perah otak baca buku. berhitaman jalan pegi kelas. mata bengkak macam panda sebab study last minute. mestila nak tahu tahap pencapaian kami sekarang. gigit telinga satgi baru tau!
cuba jalan dalam kasut kami, walk in our shoes! we have been walking in the gov system's nutshell for so long and we always end up to 'regret'.
peace no war, ke arah Malaysia yang lebih efisien dan sistematik.
regards,
cikgu
Monday, 7 January 2013
Monday stories
- kaki terseliuh after a long while
- i feel so tired when i've to walk to and fro from one class to another. rasa nak nangis
- it was 4 pm when i finally had time for lunch. guess what? i found lipas dalam plastik air.
- May Allah ease my journey tomorrow.
Friday, 4 January 2013
see what's in my brain
salam,
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| don't let me unread. =P |
reading is quite a tough journey when you have someone to talk to. i have my room mate and we spent most of our time getting up to date to our two-months -holidays' gossips. but, my journey needs my intention in reading. well, i want to prove to our prime minister that he doesn't need any helps from the outsiders coz soon, there will be a throng of English teachers waiting to serve their nation and to improve the level of English in his land.
grrr, his decision makes me upset and i believe, most of my cliques may have the same feeling too. my only hope is may Najib turn down his plan and give us, the future English teachers some hopes that we're also capable and able to improve the level of English in our own country without having to waste money and time hiring someone else who know nothing about the our cultures and our future generations' needs.
rasa nak gigit telinga orang yang nak ambil guru dari india sedangkan ramai lagi cikgu bi yg daebak nak keluar mengajar.
its good to have someone, who really know about education and the needs of future generation mainly in education, to discuss and cruise in the same ship in decision making.
till the, wassalam
Monday, 31 December 2012
= ')
salam,
sad to say that i'm sad.
gonna leave home for maktab.
gonna leave my 2 months comfort days
but its not going to be long.
two years left till the most awaited day.
May Allah ease.
=)
sad to say that i'm sad.
gonna leave home for maktab.
gonna leave my 2 months comfort days
but its not going to be long.
two years left till the most awaited day.
May Allah ease.
=)
Thursday, 27 December 2012
D.I.Y
salam,
alhamdulillah, finally, my dreams came true. after so much of trials. after three crochet hooks, i finally, found one size that fitted my ability. size 3. little that i know, the smaller the size, the bigger the hook. my bad. i didn't go into the net and search for the hook sizes for the beginner before paying a visit to the nearest tailor shop. i ended up buying three sizes. yeah, i had three crochet hooks with me at this moment and forever.
i made my first bracelet. my sisters called it ' gelang cacing'. ala, the one Malays wore when they were babies, but not anymore in these modern days.
yeah! i did it finally after a few months of trying to get used to hold the hook.
later,in the next post, will show off the pictures of my first bracelet,my second flower and the yarn pom pom.
ecstacy! yeah, i'm outside of my normal world right now.
rasa menyesal tak beli buku knitting dekat big bad wolf.
till then,
wassalam
four days till the semester 5 is yet to begin.
alhamdulillah, finally, my dreams came true. after so much of trials. after three crochet hooks, i finally, found one size that fitted my ability. size 3. little that i know, the smaller the size, the bigger the hook. my bad. i didn't go into the net and search for the hook sizes for the beginner before paying a visit to the nearest tailor shop. i ended up buying three sizes. yeah, i had three crochet hooks with me at this moment and forever.
i made my first bracelet. my sisters called it ' gelang cacing'. ala, the one Malays wore when they were babies, but not anymore in these modern days.
yeah! i did it finally after a few months of trying to get used to hold the hook.
later,in the next post, will show off the pictures of my first bracelet,my second flower and the yarn pom pom.
ecstacy! yeah, i'm outside of my normal world right now.
rasa menyesal tak beli buku knitting dekat big bad wolf.
till then,
wassalam
four days till the semester 5 is yet to begin.
Saturday, 22 December 2012
the big bad wolf experience
salam,
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| we're finally there. |
when He says 'yes'. alhamdulillah. our plan came through though it took three hours just to get there. three hours on the federal roads and highways. i could feel the tension even i wasn't the one who was driving. i hate kl for it traffic jams. it was my first time ever witnessing the traffic jam in KL. my first time in a metropolitan city where everyone was in rushing and the traffic was like purrr, only God knows.
i kept telling my sister to just cancel our plan and straight home. gps did help but very little. we called it stupid gps. it brought us no where until we decided to just stop using it and just follow our sense and the sign board provided. we made it only after three hours in the car and after hundreds ringgit went to the pockets of highways developers. pheww. alhamdulillah. we made it finally.
soon after we arrived, we were in a blurr state. blurr with everything included with the parking signboard and the the parking men. came a man riding a motorcycle and told us to park in the middle of the parking area. my sister was blurred and couldn't understand what did he mean. me too and my other sister too. the blurred episode went for about 15 minutes before we could finally understand what he actually wanted us to do. my only words to my sister was 'mungkin kita tak faham bahasa orang KL'. its to comfort us because everyone looked tense and in just a few minutes some might turn to be vampires, i guess.
we walked gushingly inside the mall and our first pit stop should be the MIECC yet it turned out to be a clothing store. my sister insisted to look around and did what a girly girl always did, to compare price. i bought something i always wanted and i was one happy lady. smiling ear to ear. felt like flying up in the air. shopping is always and forever a therapeutic to women. dare not to deny cz me also a woman. tokleh tipu! jangan malu untuk mengaku cz its a fact. a forever fact. we shall use present tense for the unchangeable fact.
we walked down the isle of books with proud and satisfaction. we grabbed the boxes ready for the book lovers prepared by the organizers. very environmental friendly. the hall was huge and full with millions of books. where to start? that's what came out from my mind. i didn't except to see the spacious hall with almost three million of books in front of me. ohoho! well, that's my first time. expect the unexpected. we spend three hours reading, reviewing and selecting.
And we, finally brought back a pile of books. the selected ones. if only i could afford to shop some more, i want more but enough with what's inside my box. hope to see BBW again next year!
we bought cards, note books, fictions, non-fictions, graphics and pop-ups for the total of 200 ringgit only.
but please don't expect to get any latest novel bc i could only find very few novels in my list or maybe we came late and it'd been gobbled up by the early wolfs. tak tau la. tapi sangat murah. murah dari beli dekat garage sale dekat UK nun.
discount up to 75% on all books.where to find. tell me if you could find any in Asian countries at least.
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| nicely arranged according to the genres |
Cecelia Ahern- checked (full set)
Nora Roberts- 2 books
Susan Elizabeth Philips - 1
Daniell Stell -1
Thriller/Horror- 6 books
reading is cool. happy reading everyone!
till then,
wassalam
Tuesday, 18 December 2012
reflection
salam,
time flies. two weeks to go before semester break ends. i bet some of my friends will surely ask me about my holiday. better they read this blog rather than i have to explain over again kan. haha. perasan orang nak tanya. but that's what we always do on the first night in new semester and it will last for the whole first week. oh well, that's what we called the chronicles of women. it'd be a pleasure to share our happiness.
So many things happened and still happening because holiday is still on. =) everything brings a different tone and mood to me. its a lie if i say i' not bored at all coz sometimes i feel totally lame. everyday is a lazying day coz there's nothing to be bound and turn to. no strict rules. no assignments in due. all 'we' have to do is just simple laundry and cooking sometimes and eating all the time.
almost every week we're home only for few consecutive days and the other days are either in hometown or in any places, precisely not for something fun but there's work in disguise. free services while the holiday lasts and while we're still young and available. well! well! well! they associate teachers with holidays but i prefer not to say anything other than 'praise to Allah', its for my family sake in the future and now too.
other than spending our holidays home, most of our holidays are spent in hometown. spending our precious time with the loved ones while freeing ourselves from the cyber world. no internet connection at all. mobile phone should be set on silent/off mode since it demands thousands of patients to send a message and people outside couldn't hear our voice clearly if it is a phone call.
two weeks left. we're planning of going somewhere not too far away to get something which i should tell you worth your ringgit and will keep those who loves books and reading grinning from ear to ear, insha Allah. its still a planning. so many things can happen but perhaps, it's a real. May Allah ease our day and plan the best for us.
May Allah ease your day too!
To all teachers and school students out there, enjoy your holiday to the fullest while it lasts.
to those who has already married/ is going to get married, barakallahulakuma! i'm delighted and proud of you guys.
to those who's overwhelmed with problems be it small or gigantic one, may Allah forgive our sins. May Allah ease. May Allah grant you with endless patients. =)
lots of love,
cicik
wassalam
time flies. two weeks to go before semester break ends. i bet some of my friends will surely ask me about my holiday. better they read this blog rather than i have to explain over again kan. haha. perasan orang nak tanya. but that's what we always do on the first night in new semester and it will last for the whole first week. oh well, that's what we called the chronicles of women. it'd be a pleasure to share our happiness.
So many things happened and still happening because holiday is still on. =) everything brings a different tone and mood to me. its a lie if i say i' not bored at all coz sometimes i feel totally lame. everyday is a lazying day coz there's nothing to be bound and turn to. no strict rules. no assignments in due. all 'we' have to do is just simple laundry and cooking sometimes and eating all the time.
almost every week we're home only for few consecutive days and the other days are either in hometown or in any places, precisely not for something fun but there's work in disguise. free services while the holiday lasts and while we're still young and available. well! well! well! they associate teachers with holidays but i prefer not to say anything other than 'praise to Allah', its for my family sake in the future and now too.
other than spending our holidays home, most of our holidays are spent in hometown. spending our precious time with the loved ones while freeing ourselves from the cyber world. no internet connection at all. mobile phone should be set on silent/off mode since it demands thousands of patients to send a message and people outside couldn't hear our voice clearly if it is a phone call.
- three days two nights camping
- one week is spending for babysitting
- three days in Jitra
- almost every week in hometown
- cooking oh ho! finally,..
- eating all the time
- laundry
- co driver
- lazying
- enjoying
- watching
- very little reading
- attending walimatul urus sometimes.
- shed off weight though its holiday.
- a little bit of emotional due to ............
- spending time watching Adam & Hawa and its getting boring towards the end and i'm now slowly fade up.
- spending time watching you tube, from listening to lagha songs to tazkirah which I found cool watching through you tube even it is not up to date.
- driving skills is getting rotten and sadly, i'm not good at convincing my parents to let me drive their cars to campus next year. May Allah grant me with courage and patient and may my parents let me drive their car soon. very soon. Aamin.
- adopting a kitten isn't an easy job at all. if you want a pet, go get the big one not the young of the animals. =(
- ...........................................
two weeks left. we're planning of going somewhere not too far away to get something which i should tell you worth your ringgit and will keep those who loves books and reading grinning from ear to ear, insha Allah. its still a planning. so many things can happen but perhaps, it's a real. May Allah ease our day and plan the best for us.
May Allah ease your day too!
To all teachers and school students out there, enjoy your holiday to the fullest while it lasts.
to those who has already married/ is going to get married, barakallahulakuma! i'm delighted and proud of you guys.
to those who's overwhelmed with problems be it small or gigantic one, may Allah forgive our sins. May Allah ease. May Allah grant you with endless patients. =)
lots of love,
cicik
wassalam
Thursday, 6 December 2012
'school uniform' free
salam,
good time flies so fast.
my baby sister is now free from school uniform. graduated from secondary school. just now, while we are on the home, i said to her 'dulu adik kata adik tak mau sekolah tu, sekarang dah habis sekolah dah pun'. she replied 'diam la'..haha. see, how time flies.
right now, i'm missing my old days in school.
it was few days before the schooling days ended, i did something meaningful for the whole life. let's called it my farewell activities. that was the extreme thing i ever did. i climbed into a steep stairs to reach the most hunted place ever in school. each and everyone of us would do that before leaving school but not all. we were prohibited to be near the water storage tank area apatah lagi to climb on the stairs to get there. hihihi. sadly, i forgot to carve anything on the water tank because i was still very modest and sane at that moment of time. well, i was still fresh and very easily got scared of people will charge on me if i did so. the truth is no one will actually know it if i don't open the secret publicly. now, i'm regretting my action. if only i carve something on the tank, i will have a very fantastic story for my future kids to show that their mother was naughty too when she was in school.
what made me even feel excited about this was i climbed with my kurung and big rounded scarf.
not only that, my school located in a village area. we used to jog around our school area and i'm already miss every single moment i walked around while enjoying the highway view. the view that always brought my soul home. i loved not only the scenery but also the no ending natural aquarium aka longkang. It was few days before the day to bit a forever good bye i guess when i decided to explore the aquatic habitat. once again, i was on my kurung. i ran like a champion. i fished like a master but i forgot to put on my thinking cap. thus, i let the fish to swim in the chlorinate water. guess what happened the day on, the fish died brutally. hahah. the evil side of me. oh man! i learnt a lot from things happened that day.
that's how i spend my few days left before leaving home and bit a forever goodbye to my secondary school uniform and thousands of rules.
next year, i'm gonna be 22! alhamdulillah. i'm delighted but at the same time petrified with the fact that i'm getting older by every minutes. wrinkles are now, surely fighting to replace the smooth skin of mine.haha
good time flies so fast.
my baby sister is now free from school uniform. graduated from secondary school. just now, while we are on the home, i said to her 'dulu adik kata adik tak mau sekolah tu, sekarang dah habis sekolah dah pun'. she replied 'diam la'..haha. see, how time flies.
right now, i'm missing my old days in school.
it was few days before the schooling days ended, i did something meaningful for the whole life. let's called it my farewell activities. that was the extreme thing i ever did. i climbed into a steep stairs to reach the most hunted place ever in school. each and everyone of us would do that before leaving school but not all. we were prohibited to be near the water storage tank area apatah lagi to climb on the stairs to get there. hihihi. sadly, i forgot to carve anything on the water tank because i was still very modest and sane at that moment of time. well, i was still fresh and very easily got scared of people will charge on me if i did so. the truth is no one will actually know it if i don't open the secret publicly. now, i'm regretting my action. if only i carve something on the tank, i will have a very fantastic story for my future kids to show that their mother was naughty too when she was in school.
what made me even feel excited about this was i climbed with my kurung and big rounded scarf.
not only that, my school located in a village area. we used to jog around our school area and i'm already miss every single moment i walked around while enjoying the highway view. the view that always brought my soul home. i loved not only the scenery but also the no ending natural aquarium aka longkang. It was few days before the day to bit a forever good bye i guess when i decided to explore the aquatic habitat. once again, i was on my kurung. i ran like a champion. i fished like a master but i forgot to put on my thinking cap. thus, i let the fish to swim in the chlorinate water. guess what happened the day on, the fish died brutally. hahah. the evil side of me. oh man! i learnt a lot from things happened that day.
that's how i spend my few days left before leaving home and bit a forever goodbye to my secondary school uniform and thousands of rules.
next year, i'm gonna be 22! alhamdulillah. i'm delighted but at the same time petrified with the fact that i'm getting older by every minutes. wrinkles are now, surely fighting to replace the smooth skin of mine.haha
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| 08-12 |
that was four years ago. four years.so many things happened. some of my friends who was running like a small children begging the little fish to entertain our remaining days in school that day had own a little family of theirs.
years and years and counting. =)
Sunday, 25 November 2012
camping
the first impressions are not always right.
salam,
cuti kali ni dapat pegi perkhemahan. yeay! =P. seronok tapi letih. perkhemahan anjuran Persatuan Islam Pergigian dan Perubatan Hospital Taiping. alhamdulillah. it was indeed a priceless experience even though, i was a bit reluctant to go at first. being me, an indoor person. i personally hated outdoor activities especially camping. i preferred to just stay at home or lingering in any supermarkets rather than attending or joining any outdoor activities. thins happened real fast. let it be off from my mind. it was a three day and two nights camping. most of the participants were the hospital staffs' children.
i was not very sure what it was for coz i was there because of my friend.at first, i thought, it's gonna be a day activity. i was totally don't know what it's all about and what should i do when i got there. i didn't even know the specific place as the only thing my friend and the one who called me two days before the camping started said that the activity is gonna be held at the foot of Maxwell Hill.
i was totally not excited yet frustrated when i got to know that i had to stay there and slept in a tent for two nights. luckily my home was just 6 km away from the campsite. i was totally phobia to any slimy little creatures.i did tell my sister that i'm going crazy if i found one. i would definitely leave the campsite if let say I found one. as a Muslim, for everything you wish, do pray to Allah. i pray hard. it's gonna be a shameful camping if I ever found one just like what I had experience during Tamrin Qiyadi. i ran, i screamed on top of my lungs and I nearly crying coz I saw not only of them yet the outnumbered of the slimy species. erk. phobia turned me crazy. orang pakai kopiah ke. ustaz ke. i was totally out of my mind. unconscious. the phobia beat the politeness in me. grrr. from that moment on, i decided that i am not going to join any outdoor camping anymore unless i have no choice. kalau tamrin buat ala-ala camping pun, i will never ever go. erk. malu kowt. buat apa cari pasal kan. slimy species memang hidup kat tempat lembab macam tempat camping.
habis bab slimy species. lucky me, i didn't found any of them. the children did tell me that the slimy species bite their legs and etc. the only thing i replied was go and show it to kakak nurse tau. she knew what to do.
the camping went very well, i guess though there were a bit of defects here and there. there's not even a thing in this world is perfect. its normal i guess. ntah, i just guess but from my personal observation, i could see the regretness from the smiles of the organisers.
the children enjoyed the camping to bits though they were excited to go home. some of them were too small for camping. the youngest was just nine and the oldest was just fifteen. they had to cook on their own for breakfast and dinner. the kids did enjoy cooking as they preferred to eat their cooking rather than the extra menu prepared by the chef. it was a good experience yet needed extra supervision. if they were teachers, they would learn that giving a sharp knife to a group of children was totally unacceptable. it was a crazy work as if accident happened, they would have to answer it. after all, it was a good hands on experience for children. at least, they will get to know the basic things needed for cooking.
yang bestnya,
they were taught to learn and digest the translation of Surah Ad Dhuha and Al Kaafiruun. Subhanallah! They grab and digested within a blink of an eye. alhamdulillah, i learnt something new within those two days but i had to admit that my brain was not as spongy as the young generation's brain. it took sometimes to grab what they had already mastered. now i know the secret of memorizing well iA, without too much hassle which is by creating the actions as what the ustaz did during the tadabbur lesson with the children.
so far, it was a new experience for me. i'm not looking forward of any if it is NOT camping-liked activities.
camping with the teeny-weenie tiny children was triple hectic as compared to camping with the teenagers or adults. believe me!
there's a girl coming at me with a strange face. i asked her why. her sister said 'dia sakit perut.'. i asked the girl 'nak membuang ke sakit memluas'. she said ' nak membuang'. I lead her towards the toilet and asked to go inside and membuang. without further delay, she walked into and her problem solved. aiyooo. The conclusion is 'nak membuang pun kena tanya dulu'. hoho!
the best thing was i had no problem with boys and girls. they were just children. semua dok skip gallop gallop lagi. melawak bertampar lagi. he maybe forgot that i was not her sister back at home. nasib baik baru darjah 3,4,5,6. kecik lagi.
camping part 1
till then,
salam
Saturday, 3 November 2012
a short hi
salam,
it has been awhile since my last entry. what a hectic life. that's the only thing i can say right now. yeah! exam is hectic. its all about reading. i have to admit that we rarely read and exam is the reason why we have to do the reading. that's the lack in teacher trainee college as compared to universities (my lecturer, 2012). adrenaline rushed through my vessels every time i have to enter the exam hall. deodorant sweat no more pun kalah! the anxiety makes me sweating vigorously. mungkin sebab ni orang putih xsuka our exam oriented education system. orang Malaysia suka. I personally think, it is a good system sometimes. by reading, we will know what we do not know. exam is a reminder and probably a sign of ' Hey beautiful lady, read!'.. forceful aite. xpela, it suits Malaysians. the westerners, they love reading. They don't need any reading propagandas or any free vouchers just to make them reading. they have been bringing up with books. patut contohi. budaya tu je la. yang lain jangan especially their happy-go-lucky cultures and the way they dress up. rosak!
opps! done babbling. i have a total of five papers. three's done. two more! pray for me. please pray hard for me! teaching of writing. to say is easy but to answer is not that easy. pecah peluh! two and a half hour was not enough. i had two more essays when the wall clock strikes 4 pm. our expectations were too shallow. not even one facts came out. all were applications. nervous! anxiety! all mixed lah. i could feel a throbbing neck pain. that's the signal of headache actually. the signal of kontang idea. neck pain means the stress parameter's reached its cautious signal level. danger! but praise to Allah swt. I am no one without Him.
entahlah! i've got so many things to reflect..but, wait until the exam week is officially over. for now, my only advice is, please read! you will never ever be regret.
till then.
regards,
'words' chef in action
it has been awhile since my last entry. what a hectic life. that's the only thing i can say right now. yeah! exam is hectic. its all about reading. i have to admit that we rarely read and exam is the reason why we have to do the reading. that's the lack in teacher trainee college as compared to universities (my lecturer, 2012). adrenaline rushed through my vessels every time i have to enter the exam hall. deodorant sweat no more pun kalah! the anxiety makes me sweating vigorously. mungkin sebab ni orang putih xsuka our exam oriented education system. orang Malaysia suka. I personally think, it is a good system sometimes. by reading, we will know what we do not know. exam is a reminder and probably a sign of ' Hey beautiful lady, read!'.. forceful aite. xpela, it suits Malaysians. the westerners, they love reading. They don't need any reading propagandas or any free vouchers just to make them reading. they have been bringing up with books. patut contohi. budaya tu je la. yang lain jangan especially their happy-go-lucky cultures and the way they dress up. rosak!
opps! done babbling. i have a total of five papers. three's done. two more! pray for me. please pray hard for me! teaching of writing. to say is easy but to answer is not that easy. pecah peluh! two and a half hour was not enough. i had two more essays when the wall clock strikes 4 pm. our expectations were too shallow. not even one facts came out. all were applications. nervous! anxiety! all mixed lah. i could feel a throbbing neck pain. that's the signal of headache actually. the signal of kontang idea. neck pain means the stress parameter's reached its cautious signal level. danger! but praise to Allah swt. I am no one without Him.
entahlah! i've got so many things to reflect..but, wait until the exam week is officially over. for now, my only advice is, please read! you will never ever be regret.
till then.
regards,
'words' chef in action
Sunday, 14 October 2012
Foster Fostee program
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
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
Thursday, 4 October 2012
the one who dares not to dream big.
salam,
but still a big dreamer
met my lecturer just now and she said " do you wanna look at your assignments?". we nervously replied "yeah, opkos la nak"
when i first looked at my marks, i stopped for a while and turned to her. " why i got this mark?". she answered " you don't put any reference, how can i give you more" okay. no doubt.
the end.
she started her motherly babbling. you could be better. you should share with your friends. sometimes, i just wondered what have you learnt during your primary and secondary school? what makes you now? those were not rare. they often asked us. i think, when my time comes, i'll ask my students the same questions too.
too often we replied, we learned to memorize essay when we were in primary as well as in secondary. we never got a chance to love English. Some said, i think, those who did excellently in English during their school years were naturally good in English. hurm..this statement is being unfair to the English teachers out there.
my lecturer often said, our schooling system made us think English is a foreign language.this statement is always true.
before our conversation ended, she asked us to share with our friends, "what's your turning point to love English?"
..............
i can feel the urge in me to share coz i've such experience. i've experienced the turning point that makes who I am now. being me, the one who is still sad with the previous years and memories that bring me here. my only answer is the triple one nine .
it was three years ago when i really realized the importance of English in my life. if i ever have a chance, i would love to try to forget those memories. can i start it over again?can i do it over again so that i can hit my hopes and ambitions. i'm a very ambitious lady. i'm a big dreamer. i love dreaming. i wanna be somebody. i wanna be a law practitioner. i wanna rule the world.eyh2, tokleh2. human can't rule this world. since i was in secondary school, i had had a dream of living a life of my dream. the dreams left untouchable.
i cried when a few friends of mine told me that they had to attend for interviews. that was my dream.
the conclusion is "I've had the experience of heartbroken". i hate that feeling.
i still remember when my sister phoned me and she said "jangan sedih tau, hang xdapat pun k.da rasa". my hopes and dreams broke into pieces. i was not crying but deep inside me i hate myself. from that on, i dared not to dream big.
today, i know and i realise why the sponsorships dare not to waste their money for me.
how come they would easily spend their money to someone who gets C band in triple one nine.
looks, how English makes your life different.
i do believe in fate but there's always a reason why it happens.
sedih tak entri ni?hihihi
but i wont' give up. i'm going to rule my students. it has been 3 years since I call myself teacher. It has been 3 years since everywhere I go, people will call me 'cikgu'. hahaha. i just don't know what makes them call me teacher. not even once i wear name tag when i'm outside of school compound.
English is fun..
me, =)
but still a big dreamer
met my lecturer just now and she said " do you wanna look at your assignments?". we nervously replied "yeah, opkos la nak"
when i first looked at my marks, i stopped for a while and turned to her. " why i got this mark?". she answered " you don't put any reference, how can i give you more" okay. no doubt.
the end.
she started her motherly babbling. you could be better. you should share with your friends. sometimes, i just wondered what have you learnt during your primary and secondary school? what makes you now? those were not rare. they often asked us. i think, when my time comes, i'll ask my students the same questions too.
too often we replied, we learned to memorize essay when we were in primary as well as in secondary. we never got a chance to love English. Some said, i think, those who did excellently in English during their school years were naturally good in English. hurm..this statement is being unfair to the English teachers out there.
my lecturer often said, our schooling system made us think English is a foreign language.this statement is always true.
before our conversation ended, she asked us to share with our friends, "what's your turning point to love English?"
..............
i can feel the urge in me to share coz i've such experience. i've experienced the turning point that makes who I am now. being me, the one who is still sad with the previous years and memories that bring me here. my only answer is the triple one nine .
it was three years ago when i really realized the importance of English in my life. if i ever have a chance, i would love to try to forget those memories. can i start it over again?can i do it over again so that i can hit my hopes and ambitions. i'm a very ambitious lady. i'm a big dreamer. i love dreaming. i wanna be somebody. i wanna be a law practitioner. i wanna rule the world.eyh2, tokleh2. human can't rule this world. since i was in secondary school, i had had a dream of living a life of my dream. the dreams left untouchable.
i cried when a few friends of mine told me that they had to attend for interviews. that was my dream.
the conclusion is "I've had the experience of heartbroken". i hate that feeling.
i still remember when my sister phoned me and she said "jangan sedih tau, hang xdapat pun k.da rasa". my hopes and dreams broke into pieces. i was not crying but deep inside me i hate myself. from that on, i dared not to dream big.
today, i know and i realise why the sponsorships dare not to waste their money for me.
how come they would easily spend their money to someone who gets C band in triple one nine.
looks, how English makes your life different.
i do believe in fate but there's always a reason why it happens.
sedih tak entri ni?hihihi
but i wont' give up. i'm going to rule my students. it has been 3 years since I call myself teacher. It has been 3 years since everywhere I go, people will call me 'cikgu'. hahaha. i just don't know what makes them call me teacher. not even once i wear name tag when i'm outside of school compound.
English is fun..
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| pengsan!!! |
me, =)
Saturday, 29 September 2012
girls talk and ala-ala advice
salam,
isu 1: kahwin
it was a normal chit chatting when suddenly, a friend of mine who is very very soon going to get married came and joined us.
A: berseri serinya (xtipu!!!!..memang berseri)
B: (merah muka)
C: dh ready ke semua?
B: ntahl. not that easy.
C: pening kepala x?
B: opkos
A: mana cari duit nak kahwin ni?
B: simpan
C: is it enough?
B: nope. so many things to do.
C: how about the ...............(curious)
its normal to have the curiosity. normal for kids like us. haha. she has gone one step further and maju from us. seriously! she looks matured. marriage makes us matured? or the ups and downs of planning to get married makes my friend looks matured. huhu. there comes the curiosity. oh well! its pretty normal for those who has not been into that stage to start thinking of that wasting of time questions.
having a conversation with the one who's getting married makes me realize of something and it opens my eyes. i should stop dreaming of getting married at this age lah. its not easy to make the decision to get married. the preparation is far more not easy. the engagement period is the most difficult test ever in life.
marriage does not only need us to have a stable income but also a stable state of thinking.
a matured thinking. a complex thinking. the ability to think critically and wisely. the ability to walk in the spouse's shoes. the ability to accept advice. the ability to always be patient.the ability to control emotions when the money is getting lesser and lesser dalam bank coz everything is not cheap these days unless it happens to be you get a stable partner. oopppsss, i nearly forget this one. the ability to cook. haha. this is the most highlighted issue in our conversation. do you know how to cook? yupp. tapi makanan kampung je. that's what my friend replied. we replied " xpela, kami nak pi kelas memasak dulu la before thinking about marriage".
i personally think, marriage is not all about happiness. its all about a roller coaster life. some said "kalau nak tunggu ready sampai bila-bila pun xready". hurm. that's also correct. but, the time will come, when the time come, we will not no longer think about the readiness coz at that time, we'll be naturally ready. just like my friend. chayok2x
marriage is a very big issue now. here and there, everyone's talking about that here and there. except me lah..hahah. knowing the reality makes me feel like " i wanna stop growing for a while and enjoy my teenage life"....dolu-dolu, masa sekolah menengah, the main issue is "what field would you like to choose?"
dear syahira,
"read this post if you feel envy+jelous tengok sorang-sorang kawan kahwin" =D
isu 1: kahwin
it was a normal chit chatting when suddenly, a friend of mine who is very very soon going to get married came and joined us.
A: berseri serinya (xtipu!!!!..memang berseri)
B: (merah muka)
C: dh ready ke semua?
B: ntahl. not that easy.
C: pening kepala x?
B: opkos
A: mana cari duit nak kahwin ni?
B: simpan
C: is it enough?
B: nope. so many things to do.
C: how about the ...............(curious)
its normal to have the curiosity. normal for kids like us. haha. she has gone one step further and maju from us. seriously! she looks matured. marriage makes us matured? or the ups and downs of planning to get married makes my friend looks matured. huhu. there comes the curiosity. oh well! its pretty normal for those who has not been into that stage to start thinking of that wasting of time questions.
having a conversation with the one who's getting married makes me realize of something and it opens my eyes. i should stop dreaming of getting married at this age lah. its not easy to make the decision to get married. the preparation is far more not easy. the engagement period is the most difficult test ever in life.
marriage does not only need us to have a stable income but also a stable state of thinking.
a matured thinking. a complex thinking. the ability to think critically and wisely. the ability to walk in the spouse's shoes. the ability to accept advice. the ability to always be patient.the ability to control emotions when the money is getting lesser and lesser dalam bank coz everything is not cheap these days unless it happens to be you get a stable partner. oopppsss, i nearly forget this one. the ability to cook. haha. this is the most highlighted issue in our conversation. do you know how to cook? yupp. tapi makanan kampung je. that's what my friend replied. we replied " xpela, kami nak pi kelas memasak dulu la before thinking about marriage".
i personally think, marriage is not all about happiness. its all about a roller coaster life. some said "kalau nak tunggu ready sampai bila-bila pun xready". hurm. that's also correct. but, the time will come, when the time come, we will not no longer think about the readiness coz at that time, we'll be naturally ready. just like my friend. chayok2x
marriage is a very big issue now. here and there, everyone's talking about that here and there. except me lah..hahah. knowing the reality makes me feel like " i wanna stop growing for a while and enjoy my teenage life"....dolu-dolu, masa sekolah menengah, the main issue is "what field would you like to choose?"
dear syahira,
"read this post if you feel envy+jelous tengok sorang-sorang kawan kahwin" =D
Sunday, 9 September 2012
ACTION!!!!!
salam,
tomorrow, i'm gonna eat all the nervousness and vomit all the talents in me.muahaha. let's see. how it's gonna turn out to be. we're having a story telling presentation tomorrow. muahahah. i can't imagine how it's going to be. it has been a few years since i left my bad habit when i was on stage.the extra confidence and the over confidence. Allah yusahhil. wish me all the best! i'm done with all the simple props. i draw the backdrops hundred percent by myself. hohoho. i'm proud. xsangka saya ada bakat in fine arts. can't stop smiling and looking over and over again at it. ish2, xsangka sungguh.syahira pandai lukis. alhamdulillah. who says i can't draw? no one said so but i was the one who kept saying that. look how Allah s.w.t creates us with our fine motor skills so that we can use it to work on the fine arts such as drawing and colouring.
the excited teacher-to-be,
me
tomorrow, i'm gonna eat all the nervousness and vomit all the talents in me.muahaha. let's see. how it's gonna turn out to be. we're having a story telling presentation tomorrow. muahahah. i can't imagine how it's going to be. it has been a few years since i left my bad habit when i was on stage.the extra confidence and the over confidence. Allah yusahhil. wish me all the best! i'm done with all the simple props. i draw the backdrops hundred percent by myself. hohoho. i'm proud. xsangka saya ada bakat in fine arts. can't stop smiling and looking over and over again at it. ish2, xsangka sungguh.syahira pandai lukis. alhamdulillah. who says i can't draw? no one said so but i was the one who kept saying that. look how Allah s.w.t creates us with our fine motor skills so that we can use it to work on the fine arts such as drawing and colouring.
the excited teacher-to-be,
me
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