lesson plan

Salam,

mode:exam fever
Title: exam-oriented in our education system should be abolished
Aim: - to raise students awareness
Objective: By the end of this post, all readers should be able to

1) write a similar post like this
2) vomit all the weaknesses and negativeness of exam oriented edu system
3)sent a letter entitled "lets abolish exam oriented system" to MOE

Behavioral objective:

1) do whatever you want
2) don't bother the above objectives, aims and all sorts of rules and regulations.

a short plan of mine. i did this last four days after a very long hectic day. a sad day. what's done cannot be undone. sigh

semoga lesson plan yang tidak menjadi itu masih dalam kategori relevan.='(

mr backhoe/ helicopter/thomas

salam,
a talkative boy.
24 hours talking.
12 hours on you tube. i 've a picture of him browsing the internet but its in my phone.he's searching for his favourite videos in u-tube through laptop. its a shocked development.a rapid development. a 2 years old toddler browsing his favourite video through laptop. toddlers browsing their fav videos through ipad or whatever touchy little gadgets are not a big surprised to me but its a surprised when a 2 years old toddler is able to control his finger and click here and there. fuyyoo.

 he approaches me asking a few questions. "acik nak pinjam ipad catir (shakir, his cousin akak my other nephew)". pandai. let him watch his fav videos through my big fat lappy. i said to him, "buat macam ni tau kalau nak tukar while showing the way i do to him.

physically, he looks matured at his age but not as matured as me of course.
he's not yet 3.well, kids at this modern age. gadjets are just like their twin brothers. best friend. they just need a few hours or even a few days to master it.

i couldn't remember my toddler time. the only thing that i still remembered was "gonggong botol susu sampai 6 tahun+main tangkap ikan+aci ligan+main masak-masak+main mak2+main gheja2". the only technology we had was television, radio and washing machine. there's no refgiretor in my house. not even any telephone or cell phone.

In 18 years time, lots of changes have happened. from a bulky cell phone to a finger-sized cell phone. from a giant laptop to a no-weight laptop.

in 18 years to come, what will happen to technology as well as to us?



malangnya,
perkembangan teknologi tidak seiring dengan akhlak manusia.
semakin hebat teknologi,
semakin kecundang manusia,
moga darah dagingku tidak tergolong dalam golongan yang rugi

sempat lagi =)

 salam,
proudly announcing, exam starts tomorrow.

non stop reading. i hate but i have to. i feel like something stacks in my veins. lack of oxygen turns me sleepy. lots of words to digest turns my stomach grieving. finish a chapter, my cute fingers will automatically do their job. flipping over the next pages and counting the left pages. the left cerebral hemisphere in my brain starts to channel the bored signal. pheww. i have no choice. pity my brain. it needs some sleep and rest and that's why i'm here writing something 'crap' here. rest means blogging. its a new definition for 'rest' from a new dictionary of mine.

friends, do pray for me. minta maaf kalau ada keterlanjuran kata, tersalah bahasa, tersilap kata. i'm human. full of weaknesses and sometimes, i dun even realize my mistakes. do correct me. doakan semoga dipermudahkan semua.

bittaufiq wannajah semua,


 p/s: usaha tanpa doa dan tawakkal ibaratnya seperti menyemai benih di tanah tandus. manakan mahu ada buahnya jika tanpa baja dan air. dekatkan diri kepadaNya, semua isi dunia ini milik Dia. pintalah, pohonlah dengan penuh rasa rendah hati.

aidiladha 1431H

aidiladha 1431H

salam aidiladha from us, syahira and abam adam..

a post without a single picture is meaningless and xbest.really??

this year, we're celebrating aidiladha without our beloved opah aka mak, k.ya and k.da's family as always. no home to home visit. we cook rendang and nasi himpit as always. visiting tok in the afternoon. capturing raya moment with little adam. pity adam and kids at his age, no more hari raya like we had when we were all kids. i just can't imagine how suasana eid mubarak will turn to be in 10 years to come.

i miss my kids time. we celebrated hari raya full heartedly. we missed hari raya so much. up until now, i still could remember all the memorable memories. sometimes, i could feel it though it had passed. firecrackers time. berinai time. woke up early in the raya morning coz we had to line up for morning bath and if you woke up late, you will have to wait and you will get envy if you see others wearing their baju raya early than you. 

whatever it is, hari raya is still the best day ever though it is not as fun as yesterday..

eid-ul-adha

=)

salam,

kusangkakan panas hingga ke petang rupanya hujan di tengahari.

alhamdulillah.Allah mendengar rintihan hambanya yang sedang berduka lara ini. Perkongsian yang singkat tapi mampu meninggalkan kesan yang mendalam. Seolah-olah hilang segala tekanan dan bebanan. Berkongsi rasa dan duka. Bertukar pendapat. Menceduk ilmu. Kagum dengan perkara baru. Rapat dalam ukhuwah. terasa jauh daripada bebanan dunia sebentar. dunia yang penuh dengan perlumbaan. dunia yang penuh dengan ranjau dan dugaan. kehidupan.

dari terpaksa menjadi suka dan tiba-tiba jatuh cinta..
"mana boleh paksa, nanti jadi xikhlas" ayat penyedap hati dahulu kala. tak perlu pergi jauh, cukuplah diri ini untuk dijadikan contohnya. dahulu perkataan itu sering bermain di bibir dan benak fikiran. bila terhantuk baru tersedar" Ingat dahulu sewaktu kita kecil. Hari pertama di pintu tadika/taska, berjujuran air mata. Anak kecil mana yang suka dipaksa. Dipaksa untuk berjauhan dengan ibu bapa walau sebentar cuma. 3 jam je waktu persekolahan tadika. Namun, atas dasar "terpaksa" mengajar kanak-kanak erti rela, suka, gembira dan cinta. jika zaman sekolah menengah, terpaksa berjauhan dengan keluarga kerana asrama. bayangkan jauhnya Bukit Kayu Hitam. Jauh di ceruk desa. saat pulang ke asrama, berjujuran air mata. Hati bagai dihiris. Mulut tak mampu mengungkapkan kata. Kerana terpaksa direlakan jua. Lama kelamaan menjadi biasa. Makin jatuh cinta. Berat untuk meninggalkan asrama hatta jauh beratus kilometer dari keluarga. 'Terpaksa" itu mengajar banyak perkara. erti kedewasaan, berdikari dan sebagainya.

Bila meningkat dewasa. tiada pilihan, "terpaksa"menjadikan guru yang dahulunya dipandang sebelah mata sebagai kerjaya. Bukan lekeh namun dahulunya otak dipengaruhi oleh cita-cita. Meluap-lupa di benak pemikiran "Besar nanti, aku mahu menjadi doktor, pulangannya hebat tanbah glamour" itu dahulu, namun erti terpaksa mengajar erti sebenar kehidupan. Allah itu maha adil. Pasti ada sebab dan musababnya di atas segala sesuatu yang terjadi di muka bumi. Meninggalkan bumi matrikulasi dengan penuh perasaan terpaksa. Menangis, hati merintih..berat untuk meninggalkan daerah yang pernah menjadi tempat persinggahan menuntut ilmu walau sekejap cuma. Namun kerana terpaksa, dipaksa jua kaki melangkah. dikuatkan hati untuk terus melangkah. otak yang semakin dewasa ketika itu yakin bahawa ada hikmah atas setiap langkah yang terjadi.

Setahun pertama di maktab dengan penuh terpaksa, pernah diluahkan perasaan yang terpendam kepada sahabat seusia. betapa cita-citaku adalah untuk menjadi seorang doktor bukan pendidik. Ditanya kembali, kenapa tidak meneruskan langkah di bumi matrikulasi yang iA mampu mengorak langkahmu ke arah cita cita itu jika disertakan dengan usaha. Jawapanku mudah iaitu kerana terpaksa. Kerna terpaksa hati ini cuba untuk mencintai bidang yang diceburi saat ini dan alhamdulillah berjaya.

Dijalan yang kuanggap penuh duri ini juga permulaannya wujud fasa paksa. siapa suka, masa bersuka ria bersama rakan-rakan berkurang. fitrah remaja suka bersukan ria. Dipaksa jua untuk suka. dipaksa jua hati ini untuk menolak fitrah yang kepentingannya tiada melainkan hiburan semata-mata. Pernah juga rasa terbeban saat dipanggil berhalaqah. seolah-olah bebanan yang teramat sangat. Namun, dipaksa hati yang penuh titik noda untuk melawan nafsu malas.

tersedar betapa kadang-kala manusia perlu dipaksa. mungkin catalyst untuk berjaya. daripada paksa bertukar cinta. perasaan untuk menolak kerana rasa terpaksa itu sebenarnya nafsu kita. lawan.ibaratkan anda panglima di medan perang. di tangan anda nyawa beribu manusia beserta pengharapan mereka. musuh itu nafsu. lawan sehabis mungkin. jika anda kalah, anda lemah. menang  dengan nafsu. hebatnya sehebat seperti keluar berperang menentang musuh malah kadangkala lebih hebat dari itu. kerana nafsu itu mush halus lagi licik dan tersembunyi.

=)

say no to techno

salam,

this post is a luahan perasaan post. it'll benefit you nothing but if you do read this. please pray for me. i need more patient in handling all these.

hasil tangan manusia yang penuh dengan kelemahan.

i bet all my compaq friends are now having the same problem as me. there's no cure for this virus except investing your money for a brand new of charger, screen and whatever related. this is not my first time facing this type of disease and luckily i still have patient in me. if dun i'll just throw it out of my window and buy a new one but money constraints me from doing so.

it has been two years since it starts working day and night for me. loyal tau. sometimes, it did give me problem once or two but not as worse as now. spending money for battery. last year, i was lucky coz the company offers one year warranty. no charge and i was informed that it might cost me hundreds over if let say i had to pay by myself. yes, by myself. who else wants to pay for me.

printer is now in ICU. very sick. laptop too.sikit lagi kena buat siren penggera untuk FAMA's allowance. but i really dun want..xmau..malu..sebab kpm bagi elaun suruh beli barang keperluan belajar.

PC is much much better tha laptop. printer memang. terkenal dengan sifatnya yang suka bermasalah.=)