playing with the big boys' toy

I know the title sounds *ehemm!* :p Nahhh..just to get you reading actually. Hehehe~

Frankly speaking, since i got home on the 17th morning until now, yesterday was the only day that i managed to set foot outside the house. You would be wondering right

"Apalaaa muna th buat kat rumah?"

Well, same goes to both my parents..erk..and me too! I locked myself up in the gloomy room(mama came in n claimed gelapnya bilik nh!), listen to songs and...did nothing. Purely a waste of time.

When suddenly...tadaaaaa~

I saw my DSLR lying untouched on the study table next to my bed and wondered to myself that it'd be so much fun to go photo hunting!

With such enthusiasm,i grabbed my DSLR, headed downstairs and called for my little sister to join me in the expedition, well, still in our pyjamas which got mama nagging.

"Laaa...tgk th, dua-dua pakai baju tdoq lagi dok kluaq jalan-jalan kat luaq dengan camera!"

It got me and madihah giggling. hehe ;p

Okey, so i started off with pictures of some pretty orchids in mama's garden, took a few snaps of the vibrant coloured flowers and here are some of the end products:










The camera was already in the A (aperture) mode. So i started playing around by trying some snapshots with soft backgrounds such as this:


this is the bunga of pokok kucai

and also this:




Though the pictures are not such wonders, i still had fun with my sister before we started to running around the house chasing out kitten and his mommy.


hallu~ i'm Lion :)


my mommy, Marble

I tell you,it was tough work people, trying to get snapshots of the cats. Inside the bushes i jumped with the cats, and under the rambutan tree i crawled just to get some photos of them. But it was an absolutely fun experience.

Alright, before i end, here are a few other final snaps that i managed to get, just to share with you, my dearest readers. Enjoy~ ^_^










p/s:i told you that i craved for some cakes, right? Luckily i found some of these amazing kek lapis sarawak in the fridge and had a full plate to myself. :)

almost a quarter decade

On the 25th, will turn 24, insyaallah. Almost a quarter decade. Gosh. Anyone, planning to give me a birthday surprise? haha! koya la demo muna weyy~ keep on dreaming bebeh! huhu~ okey, nak cake pleaseeee!!

all that's needed..a screwdriver and a hammer

No, it definitely doesn't work that way. Not all things can be mended with a screwdriver nor a hammer. That's surely not the way to mend something that is as fragile as a broken heart.

I guess having high expectations on something won't really pay off. When expectations aren't met, it causes disappointments and frustrations. So does having high hopes. You wished it would turn out with a happy ending. Yet, some things just don't work their way as how you expected and really wanted it to be, turn out to be a haywire and bang, you'd find cursing at yourself for the false hopes and dreams that you've been weaving.

What a waste. You're emotionally, mentally and physically drained. And in the end, you'd find yourself locked up in a lowly lit room, sobbing and dreading over the shattered dreams and hopes. Pillows all wet from the streaming of tears.

Then you start to rationalize and realize, this isn't the way. This definitely is not the correct way if you wish to fix things. So you try to gather all your might and strength, wipe the wet cheeks from the tears, pull yourself out from bed, scroll up the curtains and let the light peek through the window. There, one small step to turning over a new leaf.






That's just how things are in life. Not all things are meant for you to be achieved. There are hiccups at times. You trip and you stumble. A deep cut on your knee. It bleeds, painful. As time flies, the wound will heal itself and again, you're free to skip and dance to the joyous melody.


'...no matter how severe the trauma is, if it can mend itself, it will definitely be stronger than before. That's how the body works' (mukhlis, 2010)

ticking the checklist

2010 Year End To Dos Checklist

1) UPSR
2) SPP interview
3) UPSR result
4) School holiday
5) attend weddings of friends

Here are a few of my year end to do checklist.

#1. Ticked.
I was one of the Pangawas Peperiksaan. It was hard to see the students that I jaga sitting for the papers and at the same time thinking how my own babies were doing at school. Everybody prayed hard for the kids to do well in the exam. And so did I. Hopefully my babies managed to answer the papers well.

#2. Ticked.
The interview was dated on the 4th of November at BTPN Kuantan. I spent the two weeks before the date revising on the 'Dasar2' in the Education stream, recalling the lecture given by Dr. Sofi on PIPP back in IPBA, the National Educational Philosophy tutorials with Dr. Rajagopal and Mr. Ng, teaching approaches classes as well as Professional Development talks by Dr. Boon, Dr. Lawrence and the R&D team.
At the same time, I had to juggle my duties as a teacher and also the vice president of the teachers and staff club; marking exam papers, keying in the marks in the database, typing out the paperwork for the club's family day, etc. It was hectic.

Left for Kuantan on the 3rd, after school, skipping the end of year school meeting because i was concerned the meeting might end rather late and i had to find a place to stay that night. Got lost in Kuantan. Thank God abg Shark installed Garmin on my mobile, so with the help of the gprs, managed to find the place i intended to go. Checked in at CitiLite Hotel, in Kuantan and did my last reading before going to bed at around 9.00pm.

I entered the interviewing room at 9.20 am and came out at 9.50am. I was in the room for half an hour but it didn't feel like so. I was the fourth person to be interviewed by a very nice-motherly lady by the name of Pn. Halimah. I think the interview went well. I hope so. I remember, one of the questions that the lady asked was what is my target for UPSR. I told her i targeted 10 of my students to get A for their English paper. She was surprised. I wondered why.

#3. Ticked.
The UPSR result was announced. I arrived at school and was straightly told that news had been spreading that 10 of the year 6 students got straight As. I was delighted yet i held back since we did not officially receive the result. Not just yet. But deep down inside, i was hoping that the rumour was true. And so it was. Alhamdulillah.

#4. Pending.
School holiday is just around the corner. To be precise, in three days time. Will head back to Kedah and enjoy the company of family members, insyaallah. Really looking forward to it.

#5. Pending.
Kak Wani is getting married in December, and a few others too. I am truly happy for them that they are finally marrying someone that they love. I will try to make it to their wedding receptions, insyaallah. In addition, somebody very close to me will also be entering his new phase of life real soon, so i wish him happiness.

God bless. May 2011 be a lucky and an even better year for you and for me. Ameen.

why God created beaches

I am a big fan of beaches. I love the sea, the sand, the waves, the breeze, the salty smell; mesmerizing. I love the tranquility that is there. I can sit there for ages, doing nothing and simply staring at the sea. I think that is why God created beaches. For humans like me to marvel His creation and Him as the Almighty Creator.

a genuine satisfaction

I feel like skipping, whistling (though i don't know how to) and singing happily now. I feel bubbly and i am seriously on cloud nine. Hehehe :p Nope, it has nothing to do with men, that's for sure. But it is about my passion and my love towards teaching. My first year of teaching is a pure bliss when all the hard work is rewarded.

Honestly, I'm still not over the success yet. Alhamdulillah, I am extremely proud of my students. They really did well in the UPSR and their results are overwhelming. Well, to others it might seem nothing. But to me, it is worth the effort, hard work and sacrifice. I now feel the satisfaction from teaching; when the students do well in their exams and prove that they learned something from the teachings :) owh, blissful! ^_^

However, i was truly touched when a mother of one of my students told me that it was me who actually inspired her child to do well in the exam. The child told his mother that he wanted to be like me. Though i'm just a mediocre, just another face in the crowd, i am happy that i have managed to at least touch a student's heart...hoping to touch more little hearts and make a difference in their life.

Alhamdulillah..I thank you Allah for the endless blessings.

the footsteps

you come,
you leave,
leaving behind a trail;
the footsteps.

seasons change.
endless tides hit the shore.
yet the footsteps remain.
and I am never the same, ever again.

koho lama koho saye

It's a contagious and serious disease, an untreatable one, i warn you. The symptoms include:

1) inability to judge wisely
2) severe blindness
3) palpitation
4) sweaty palm
5) heart aches
6) jealousy

This dangerous disease can be infected regardless of age group. There's no cure and there's no turning back once you've been diagnosed with the disease. In extreme cases, it can be fatal. So beware.

A piece from a puzzle

I was not even nine at the time my sisters and i were sent home back to Malaysia by ayah. I wasn't sure why we had to return earlier than the rest but it happened, and i could still vividly remember the little details.

It was hard to say goodbye to friends at Crossland Moor Junior School, teachers, the teacher assistants, and to the land of Brits. But most of all, it was even tougher saying goodbye to mama, boy (back then we called abg 'boy', atul, ah, munir and ammil.

Before we left for the airport (was it in Bradford?.. can't recall), we salam and hugged mama, kissed her cheeks and got into the car. We waved goodbye and that was the last memory that i have of my life back at 55 Springdale Avenue, a vivid image of mama, with tears streaming down her cheeks. I remember, i cried along the way to the airport.

I told ayah, that i already missed mama, abg, atul, ah, munir and ammil, and that i will surely cry on the plane. Ayah consoled me and said that things would be okay as he was there with me. To my surprise, ayah even asked the stewardess to keep an eye on me since i told ayah that i'd surely cry throughout the flight. I did, at times.

After a long tiring flight, we finally landed in Malaysia, changed our flight and safely arrived in Kedah. We were greeted with so much warmth by relatives and for a second, i forgot about mama and my adik-adik who were still thousands of miles away in the UK.

But a few weeks later, ayah had to return to the UK, he still had another two years left to complete his phD. So to keep me company, ayah bought me a teddy in a nice yellow outfit(ayah knows his little daughter too well i suppose, and blame ayah that i even have a collection of teddies up to now! hehe :p). Yeah, i remember well the teddy. He was a good and loyal companion. Most of the times, he would be soaked from my tears as a little girl who missed her family too much. Another goodbye; ayah left and i hated it. Most of the nights, i would cry myself to sleep and there were also times when i would even cry in my sleeps. Then, thanks to my ever so understanding elder sisters, they would comfort their little spoilt sister, and sushed her to sleep again, promising that we'd give mama, ayah and adik-adik a phone call early in the morning. So i went back to sleep with my pillows wet from tears, and teddy cuddled tightly.

I remember, there was once when I dreamt of mama, ayah and adik-adik, and i cried in my sleep, woke up to find that mama and ayah weren't there. The sobs got louder, waking up my sisters from their sleep and all that i could say to them at that time was 'Na nak mama and ayah!'. It was unstoppable, until my acu entered the room, comforted me, and hugged me to sleep. Most of the nights were like that, filled with tears, and slept with teddy tightly hugged.

The one year duration living apart from mama, ayah and adik-adik felt like forever. And within that period, i 'menumpang kasih sayang' from my grandparents, aunties, and uncles. In every phone calls with mama and ayah, i would insist mama to come back to Malaysia soon and mama would promise that it wouldn't be any long before we could meet again. Eid was even sadder, as cousins were happily 'salam-salam' with their parents, yet us (my sisters and i) only begged for forgiveness from mama and ayah through the phone. That was life back then.

The one mentally and emotionally torturing year came to an end. We waited patiently at the Alor Star airport to greet our beloved and dearly missed mama, ayah and adik-adik. It was really a nerve wrecking moment. Mixed feelings, happy, excited, sad, all combined and gave me butterflies in the stomach as i was about to meet them once again. My heart leaped with joy as among the crowd of passengers coming through the arrival gate, i saw very familiar faces, faces of those whom i dearly missed (I can never be able to describe the feelings in words..it's indescribable). I saw mama and ayah along with my little adik-adik smiling, we hugged, and kissed and salam with tears streaming down our cheeks. It was really a touching moment for all of us.

I thank God for protecting them all throughout the journey, and i thank God for giving me the opportunity to meet my dearest parents and adik-adik again. Thank you God.

The experiences in life of living away from family during my childhood years and also during my degree years in Plymouth, UK, have really taught me a great lesson in life; that is to appreciate our family and loved ones while they are still with us. Once they're taken away from us, it'll be too late to show how much we really love and care for them. I learn my lesson from my life experiences, and i thank God for the chance to love and cherish my family that He has given me.


In this post, i would also like to express my takziah and my deepest condolences to my dear year 6 student, Nadiah, who lost her father in a car crash last Friday...may he rest in peace, ameen. You have inspired me to put up this post and no matter how hard I try to put myself in your shoes, darling, i shall never be able to feel the pain of loss and the feelings that you are experiencing right now and in the future. May He give you and your family the strength to carry on and to face the future undertakings.

Happy 53rd Independence

It's 1.04 in the morning, way past midnight and here i am, wide awake. I've been wanting to post something on my blog, but i kept on procrastinating. At the end of the day, nothing, no new entry from me. I know rambling on any issue would do, but nayyy..i feel obliged to put up an entry that is insightful, something worth reading.

Well, since yesterday was the 31st of August, i thought i'd write on independence (im sure you've guessed that from the title..hehe :p ). But let me be clear, i plan not to write about the literal meaning of independence because i'm pretty sure we're all are well aware of that, aren't we? Yes, we are. Bebas dari penjajah, bla bla bla..

Okay, back to the topic. Now, how shall i begin?..hmm.. Independence to me is not about being free from colonization of the penjajah per se; it is more to that. Let's try to look at it from a different scope. Here, I'm talking about the colonization of the individuals.

Have you ever given a thought whether you (or we) as individuals are free from being dictated cognitively, emotionally, spiritually or even physically? I think it is worth the time to sit back and ponder on this because it is the individual that makes up a society, thus a nation. Hence, if the individual his/herself is being colonized by negative elements, it will cause a domino effect within the society and nation at large, consequently jeopardizing the country's 53 years of independence. So, let us together renung-renungkanlah~

p/s: Today's amusement is tomorrow's embarrassment (somebody, 2010).

InshaAllah by Maher Zain

Every time you feel like you cannot go on
You feel so lost
That you're so alone
All you see is night
And darkness all around
You feel so helpless
You can’t see which way to go
Don’t despair and never loose hope
Cause Allah is always by your side

Insya Allah you’ll find your way

Every time you commit one more mistake
You feel you can’t repent
And that its way too late
You’re so confused, wrong decisions you have made
Haunt your mind and your heart is full of shame

Don’t despair and never loose hope
Cause Allah is always by your side
Insya Allah you’ll find your way


Turn to Allah
He’s never far away
Put your trust in Him
Raise your hands and pray
OOO Ya Allah
Guide my steps don’t let me go astray
You’re the only one that showed me the way,
Showed me the way
Insha Allah
Insya Allah we’ll find the way

She's always a woman

She can kill with a smile
She can wound with her eyes
She can ruin your faith with her casual lies
And she only reveals what she wants you to see
She hides like a child,
But she's always a woman to me

She can lead you to love
She can take you or leave you
She can ask for the truth
But she'll never believe
And she'll take what you give her
as long as it's free
Yeah, she steals like a thief
But she's always a woman to me


Ooooh she takes care of herself
She can wait if she wants
She's ahead of her time
Ooooh and she never gives out
And she never gives in
She just changes her mind

And she'll promise you more
Than the Garden of Eden
Then she'll carelessly cut you
And laugh while you're bleeding
But she'll bring out the best
And the worst you can be
Blame it all on yourself
Cause she's always a woman to me

Ooooh she takes care of herself
She can wait if she wants
She's ahead of her time
Ooooh and she never gives out
And she never gives in
She just changes her mind

She is frequently kind
And she's suddenly cruel
She can do as she pleases
She's nobody's fool
And she can't be convicted
She's earned her degree
And the most she will do
Is throw shadows at you
But she's always a woman to me

A life without life

What is life without the ones we love?

I would call it a lifeless life; you are still breathing in and out as usual, yet it'll be a little suffocating and you're always panting.

Loved ones are like oxygen, they are carried throughout your body thus helping you to live life at its best. They are also a source of motivation; for you to keep holding on when things get rough and to keep walking with your head held high. You would always want to perform the best because they would always inspire and motivate you. Without them, you're 'dead'. Life is as i said, lifeless.

It is truly amazing to realize how much the lives of others can affect us. Today, they are total strangers, the next day, you can barely live without her/him/them.

kiri ke kanan ek?..emm..patah balik boleh x?..

Most of the time in life, we come to a junction, a junction that requires us to decide whether to take the left turn or the right turn. We stop, think and decide and at the same time hoping that the decision made is wise enough. If that is what we would like to think.



There are also times when we stop to ponder and to think about the options and choices available, we realize that if we act in such a way and not the other, the consequences would be devastating. We are well aware of the damages that will take place, yet we pursue with the wrong option. Is this called stubborn? Or is it merely ego?

Making decisions is tough. It is hard. Life is hard. The truth is hard. Face it.

Addiction

It's like drugs...
It's like cigars...
It's like bread and butter...
It's inseparable.

I am addicted to you and i shall never have enough

Kapan lagi mahu ketemu?

It's been a while. We met again. It was good. We had fun, didn't we? :)

keeping up with the Joneses

Haha..title xde kaitan ngan entry actually :p


Dear readers,

Yeah, mothers' day is just around the corner. But i never thought of that when i initially planned to write this entry. I memang intended to write about my dearest mama.

Okay, let me give you a little introduction about mama. Well, first and foremost, mama is a lady with a strong character. Mama is an English Language teacher too, dearly loved by her students *i hope i'll be a great teacher like mama one day*. She is 49 at age and will turn 50 this July.


Yet, at her age, mama is a techno savvy mum. Mama knows quite a lot about IT. This is proven when at times, i do things my way, mama would correct me and say "Buat macam nh lagi senang la". hehe :p But me, being a stubborn daughter would say "ala, sama je Ma" :p In addition, whenever her tasks involve typing or producing things using the computer, as far as i know, mama xpernah ask fresh and younger teachers at her school to do it for her coz she knows she can do it herself.


Mama, me and my sisters on their big day


Apart from that, Mama has her own facebook account and she always monitors her children through facebook. That's good actually coz we, the siblings, are like all over the world and all over Malaysia. So through facebook, mama can still get to know what we're up to and from afar, monitoring us. Through facebook jugak Mama gets to know our circle of friends and even our crushes or those who have a crush on us (my siblings)..haha. So guys and girls, beware, jangan merepek tak tentu pasal kalo xnak awal-awal being rejected by mama ^^,

There was once, I called Mama, and she was at a hotel in Sungai Petani, following Ayah for a seminar. As usual, I asked

"Ma dok watpa?"

"Mama dok facebook nh" Mama replied.

Though i giggled at her answer, i was actually proud! hehe..i mean hello~ my mum has a facebook account and she is acceptably IT savvy, ok! :)


So, that's all for now about my dearest mama. Luv u Maaaa~ hehe :)

Caramel Paddle pop rainbow~

I am truly very fond of this particular ice cream. Sejak kecik sampailah dah besar panjang nh, i am still loving it regardless of the emergence of a vast variety of cool ice creams.





Not only because of the taste, i like the colours too! Soft colours..just like the colours of a rainbow. Very pretty :)

Getting connected

When i was small, we moved quite a lot. I grew up in many different places; Jitra, Alor Setar, Huddersfield and johor. So, when i was younger, i don't really have real close friends like BFFs. Most of them, we lost contact, just like that.

But now, thanks to the magic of social networking, which they don't have years and years back, i am finally reconnected with all these long lost friends of mine..especially friends from my primary years at SK Sg Korok Baru, Alor Setar. So, i am truly happy now that we're connected once again :)

p/s: a classmate of mine back in 1997 ckp i was the ketot (kecik) shy and quiet girl back then. hahaha~ funny! ^^

Fresh Spring Breeze~

It's spring now and all these images of colourful fresh flowers blooming, green buds appearing on twigs and branches, red squirrels running around and little birds chirping merrily..wonderful! How I miss all these wonders!

It's like a joyful festive season celebrated by earthlings after a long cold wet winter. Creatures big and small come out to celebrate and play in the sunny spring weather as the lazy and timid sun wakes up from its sleep. I love Spring! And when asked by Malaysian friends, who never get the opportunity to visit a four season country, of the season i love out of the four, definitely Spring will 'spring out' from my mouth ^_^

bad bad Muna~

I've been a bad, bad blogger. I think i should set up a target, to at least post an entry once a week to start off with. This is to ensure that i keep on writing and not only facebooking twenty four seven. And it is ironic that i do actually at times get bored going through facebook all day long!!

Yes, i should make blogging as a routine due to many solid reasons.

1) i have to keep on writing, or else..there goes my English. Tak nakkk!!! huhu

2) i have to use my spare time doing something beneficial rather than browsing through other people's photo albums or downloading songs from 4shared etc...

3) it is definitely a good way to express and share personal thoughts with other readers, though some of my posts might sound lame and duhh, boring!..but please, do excuse me for that. hehe :p

4) Owh yes! fluency in writing. I think blogging is actually a good way to plan and write down your thoughts in a coherent manner though at times i do jump from one issue or point to another. ngee~


Okay. Enough with the reasons. Hmm..what if...i introduce blogging to my students during their ICTL classes? In English of course. Is that allowed?... I mean they'll definitely benefit from it...kan? Ask them to post an entry on a weekly basis, write about something or on anything that they like for example what they did during the weekend and stuff. It'll be like their own journal la. I should try la, kan?..

p/s: Teringat masa sekolah kat Crossland Moor Junior School,UK dulu-dulu... Every weekend we were asked to write about anything that crossed our young minds in this little journal that we each had. Then we also get to draw to illustrate what we wrote :)

kL is crying, but i still admire you ^^

How sweet is that? Too sweet that it might be diabetic! haha :p *kidding Jonathan!* :)

The Great Lost

When i was in form 5, we received a shocking news about the death of a batchmate's father. We empathised her for the lost of her beloved father. But all we could do back then was to send our deepest condolences and to ask her to be strong.

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During my B.Ed years in the UK, a senior's father passed away. And a year later, a good friend's father passed away when we were still abroad.

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Last year, the whole nation was appalled and moved by the breaking news of the death of a groom who died in a car crash only four hours after his solemnization.

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Ya Allah..begitu besar ujianMu terhadap hamba-hambaMu ini. Dapatkah diri ini menanggung ujian sebegitu rupa seandainya daku diuji sehebat ini?..

To my dearest friend, Hanim, my deepest condolences for the lost of your fiancee, sayang...Al-fatihah to arwah.

Life's A Gift

There was a blind girl who hated herself just because she's blind.She hated everyone, except for her loving boyfriend. He's always there for her. She said that if she could only see the world, she would marry her boyfriend.

One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to her and so she could see again, including her boyfriend. Her boyfriend asked her,

"Now that you can see the world, will you marry me?"

The girl was shocked when she saw that her boyfriend is blind too, and refused to marry him. Her boyfriend walked away in tears, and later wrote a letter to her saying,

"Just take care of my eyes,dear."

This is how human brain changes when the status changed. Only few remember what life was before, and who's always been there even in the most painful situations.

Life Is A Gift...

Today before you think of saying an unkind word - Think of someone who can't speak.
Before you complain about the taste of your food - Think of someone who has nothing to eat.
Before you complain about your husband or wife - Think of someone who's crying out to God for a companion.
Today before you complain about life- Think of someone who went too early to heaven.
Before you complain about your children - Think of someone who desires children but they're barren.
Before you argue about your dirty house, someone didn't clean or sweep - Think of the people who are living in the streets.
Before whining about the distance you drive - Think of someone who walks the same distance with their feet.
And when you are tired and complain about your job - Think of the unemployed, the disabled and those who wished they had your job.
But before you think of pointing the finger or condemning another - Remember that not one of us are without sin and we all answer to one maker.
And when depressing thoughts seem to get you down - Put a smile on your face and thank God you're alive and still around.
Life is a gift,Live it, Enjoy it, Celebrate it, And fulfill it.

ayem oh ayem~

hold on there for a sec...

AYEM. How do you pronounce the word? Owh, by the way, it's a name, an Orang Asli student of mine.

Last Friday, i had to jaga the RMT *every Friday actually*. So, i had to take the students' attendance and check whether the menu is as stated.

Takpe laaa... I pn went through the name list with other 3 students, one by one, and i came to this name AYEM. Then, I was like,

"Ok, mcm mana teacher nak sebut nama nh?..AYEM as in 'ayerm' eh?'"

Then these three students bantai gelakkan i yang tahap berdekah-dekah th. One of them whom i happen to teach him said,

"Teacher, ayam ada kat rumah saya!"

Then dia sambung gelak sampai nangis2! Cissss!!!

Nak cover malu, i pn kata laa..

"Mana la teacher tau cane nak sebut nama diaaaa..huhuhu"

"AYEM (as in aryaim) la teacher!" and they laughed out loud.

*grrrrr*

grown up stuffs

*Hohoho~ no worries. This entry is classified as U; Universal :p *

As i'm writing this post, my heart and soul is wayyy back in Kedah. Owh yes, and my mind too! Hehe.. Emm..Mama and kak manar must have been busy preparing the hantarans for my sisters' wedding. Ayah, busy checking the invitation list and making sure that everyone's invited and Madihah; mopping the floor and cleaning the house i guess..hehe :p Kesian mama and ayah especially..huhu..mesti tension.

Hmm..honestly, I'm sooo thrilled and nervous for both my beloved sisters! The countdown has begun and the clock is ticking..FAST! *tick tock..tick tock..TICK TOCKKK~* It's as if they only met their partners last month...and now, they're getting married!! God's willing.. How quickly time flies.

I can't wait for the big day. I do pray that every thing will run smoothly on that day.. *praying hard* (^,^)

Mahu rejuvenate

Cuhhhraazzzyyyy! That's how i'd describe my life for this week. I bet the other teachers too (my school la). Setting up exam papers (four sets, mind u), preparing Folio B, updating headcounts folders, Rancangan Strategik and etc... Returned home from school at 6pm for 3 consecutive days, stayed up till late at night, skipped meals, perut kosong sampai i felt like puking!

Alhamdulillah, i survived. *clap2!* Well, on the bright side, i gain and learn too much from this hectic week. So, ok la kan. Not too bad. If i had not to go through all those torturing experinces, i wouldn't have gained anything.

Today's a Thursday, no school on Friday. Whoaaa, a long weekend!!~~ Mau rejuvenate and mau shopping with my sisters :) Hallu Klang~~!! Hallu KL~~!!

Blogging or Lesson Planning?

'A teacher affects eternity; he can never tell where his influence stops.'
-Henry Brooks Adams-


Seems like the temptation to blog is stronger than the responsibility to write my lesson plans for tomorrow's lessons! *promise will do that afterward :p* Well, i came across this quote when i was frantically searching for a suitable and decent quote to include in the school's 'Majlis Permuafakatan bersama Ibu Bapa/Penjaga Murid Tahun 6' brochure.

It hit me hard and made me think in what ways have i influenced my little ones in the classroom? Positive influences or negative ones? So far, were they influenced by the way i talk, the things i said, my dressing code, the knowledge and values that i tried to impart or...i have not an influence on them at all? I think it is rather difficult for me to tell. Yet, i do pray that the influences that i have on them are positive and will help me to become a 'jutawan di akhirat' *quoted from Diha who just recently posted that on her fb*, and not a 'muflis di akhirat'.

Back to the quotation, yeah, a teacher affects a student's life forever. It does not stop there, in between the classroom walls. Knowledge and values imparted with passion, love and sincerity, with God's willing, will help the student to lead a better life. The knowledge will then be passed down from a generation to another, until the end of time.

On the other hand, an irresponsible teacher who teaches 'cincai'ly and irresponsibly, will also affect a student's life by depriving him from the education that he deserves, causing him to perform poorly in examinations, land on a job yang 'kais pagi makan pagi, kais petang makan petang' and end up living a poor life *unless he is hardworking enough to free himself from the misery*.

In addition, students are good observers and they will imitate the things a teacher do or say in the classroom. As such, always watch our actions and words, teachers. Never use foul languages in the classroom, in fact, even outside the classroom. We would not want to create future generation who speak and use foul languages that they have picked from their own so-called-teachers. So, think before we act or say something.

In a nutshell, it's not easy to become a teacher. We have to be responsible in whatever we do, amanah in carrying out our duties to educate the students and we should always portray ourselves as good role models to the students. Integrity matters kerana semestinya we can never tell where our influences stop.

Tak nak la nanti berlaku seperti dua situasi di bawah nh...

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Situation 1
Ali gaduh dengan adik and Ali guna kata-kata kesat yang kurang enak didengar, mak marah Ali and tanya mana Ali belajar all those words, Ali jawab 'cikgu polan pun cakap macam tu dalam kelas, mak!'


Situation 2
Guru kencing berdiri, anak murid kencing berlari.



p/s: I finally chose this quotation for the brochure 'Teachers open the door, but you must enter by yourself' :p

Teacher Miss Muna speaks

Hallu everybody! I finally have the time to at least scribble something on my blog. And for today, i'd like to share with you my so-far-three-weeks-experience as a teacher Miss Muna *that's how my yr1 students would call me* at SK Muadzam Shah, Pahang.

First, before i go deeper into the experiences, let me give you a brief background about Muadzam Shah. I'm pretty sure you've heard of that place. Well, i knew the existance of Muadzam Shah way back in my secondary years at MJSC Muar. People used to say that MJSC Muadzam Shah is a 'maktab buangan' for misbehaviours from other colleges in Malaysia. I have no idea whether that's true or not, but those who had disciplinary problems at MJSC Muar were all transferred to Muadzam Shah. So, that was the first time i got to know about a place called Muadzam Shah.

Then, 2nd January 2010, i attended a briefing at Kuantan and was told that i got SK Muadzam Shah for my first posting. I didn't know what to expect since i've never been to that place before. But from friends, i was told that Muadzam Shah is a town, better developed that Rompin itself. So, i was rather happy to hear that. Hahaha! :p

As i set my foot in Muadzam Shah, wahhhh..greenery! No hustle and bustle of the hectic city life. Hahahah! *trying to be positive here*. Then i was told by my former housemate, 'paling canggih yang ada kat muadzam nh muna, 7E'. I remember her words. I laughed at her words because i thought she was joking. And it turned out to be true! No malls, no KFCs, no McDs..nothing. Only deretan kedai yang within 5 minutes pusing by car, you've actually toured the town. Heheheh :p So, that's basically it. Bandar Muadzam Shah. *Didnt turn out as a brief introduction, did it? hehe*

Now, about the school. Just a small average suburban school with 300- students enrollment. Teachers; 31 i think including me. There are also orang asli kiddos studying at that school and they are from Kampung Gadak and Kampung Langkap *i wonder where those places are*.

The students are nice and respectful especially the anak-anak orang asli.Every morning, they would wait for me at the garage to help me carry my things. Sometimes there would be around 10 of them waiting to offer help. Sweet and kind. But study wise, these students are a bit lacking and slow. Most of the times, they don't even have books nor pencils to write. It does make me sad thinking about it to the extent that i would provide them with exercise books and pencils from my own money so that they can make use of it *i really hope they would!*.

True, reality bites. Teaching isn't easy. I never used to think so when i was in my b.ed years. With all the theories that you learn in college, you'll get so excited to implement them with your students. But again, it ain't easy. With students who can't even spell 'table' correctly and who do not know what the word 'students' means, it's very challenging! But i am not surrendering to the reality. I have hopes.

My hopes: I hope to touch their lives and make a difference. I want them to love to go to school and love to be in my class. I do hope so. *praying*

happy mode (^_^)

The mode is as above. HAPPY. I have no idea why. I guess i'm happy because i'm in Klang. Being in Klang means being around my sisters, my FAMILY..my bundle of joy. So that does explain the mode. :) And so, i woke up this morning with my sister lying next to me, makes me feel good. Prepared breakfast *menu: scrambled eggs, hotdogs and a cup of tea each*, had it together, awesome! :)

We'll to be honest, Muadzam is not that bad after all. I just need to settle down and get used to the surrounding. Then i'm sure things will be even better; i don't need to escape to Kuantan nor Klang as often. But at times i do get bored and..lonely *yeah, i think that's the word* living alone in Muadzam Shah. Owh, sampai bila?

dunia baru

owh, its been a while. Wait, no, ages! yes, ages since i last posted something on my blog. the ultimate reason behind it, i had no internet connection and i was busy with my new life as a TEACHER.

*Btw, my year one students call me teacher miss muna* haha :p