Saat ini...

Aku merindui watak Adil dan kekasihnya dalam Lambaian Tanah Hijau karya Fatimah Busu.

Al Fatihah...

I was about to go to bed just now when the phone rang. It was from my cousin Yob Deli in Johor. While talking to him, Yazid called. Then, Zahid. Informing me the same thing, "Kak Nori passed away." She's 46, married with 2 kids I believe. Died of excessive external bleeding. She told me many years ago that she some cysts removed from her womb. Tomorrow I'm going to confirm with Makcik Biah about this. Though Yong Nori is not that close me, the news about her untimely death is stil a shock to me. She will always remain as one of my dear cousins. Kak Nori, We will all miss you like we miss your father, Uncle Uda.

Al Fatihah..

D DAY at Permatang Pauh

Don't judge a book by its cover? Well...think again!

*By the way, me and my husband wore blue today.

Just some thoughts...

Kala Bulan Mengambang-is this Malaysia's best produced movie? Are we really serious about producing world standard movies? Oh my God...


Lee Chong Wei-cruising to the Finals but failed to succeed. I Wonder why after top-notching performances before the finals. He played like he had lost his spirit. I didn't watch the olympics very much after that although I love to watch other events like gymnastics, atheletics, hockey and basketball.


Can't we produce something quality like this? I'm now watching reruns of ER everyday on ASTRO. Wouldn't miss it for anythingin the world. Some of the episodes still stir my emotions. I was moved by the scenes shown. Wish they could also show other excellent reruns of tv programmes like The Practice, The Cosby Show and Third Watch.

One Thursday morning....

This despair is not yours

This despair is not yours.
You don't have to wonder
Whether I win, whether I lose.

This despair is not yours.

Rather laugh at it loud
Say all these are false doubts
That in them lie no wounds

This despair is not yours.

For inside thy laughter
Lies a living power.
Deep in it, some whispers:

'This despair is not yours'

French Tries


These photos have nothing to do with my despair....


My children, my nieces and nephews.


Watching a horror movie


Me with Alin and the ever naughty Hazril


Pretty Nisa'


First timer Pak Lang and his (also first timer)bride. He is 55 and she is 35. COOL!

Picture of the Week

Thought of the day

THE DARKEST PLACES IN HELL ARE RESERVED FOR THOSE WHO MAINTAIN THEIR NEUTRALITY IN TIMES OF MORAL CRISIS.
-Dante Alighieri-

KMK English Unit Dikir Barat

An E-Night to remember. Awesome performance by awesome lecturers! I had to sit at the back due to lack of practice-I was in KL marking examinaion papers for 5 days.

Memoirs of xPDTs

Today is my first day of the 2 weeks semester break which means I should have enough time to read my e-mails, tidy up my cubicle, spring clean the house..etc..etc...However, I would like to dedicate this post to my first batch PDT students.

I received an e-mail from Aslam just now telling me how he missed KMK. I even received invitation from Siti Suraya, Ariff and Syahrain to join their friendster. Yes, I have a lot of memories with them. They taught me to be the craziest and most creative teacher ever. I especially, enjoyed watching them performing their tasks and assignments in class and on stage. The classrooms were always filled with fun and laughter.

Later, I was given the opportunity to handle the "Bayang Kulit Group", a group which I created for KAKOM with these playful but smart students . We 'seized' the night with the performance of a lifetime in front of the public masses and the YBs at Kepala Batas Dewan Mellinium.

And who could have forgotten when we had our moments during our trip to KL to watch Gomarjobat. The trip became the talk of the town after that. Well boys and girls, you shall never be forgotten. I admitted that I was a bit sceptical at first to teach you all because of your SPM result was not as good as the PST students. But I took the challenge and I have no regret and no turning back.

Also, from this, I got to know some other PDT students that I didn't teach like Razif (Madam Norain's student)who always come to visit me at my cubicle for advices about paperworks and trips. And until the last trip that he went to with his friends, he still couln't manage to make me go with him because I have other priorities (Remember, when you still came to see me even when there were only half an hour left for the bus to take off). But, I have to admit that I have never met such persuasive and determined student like him. Keep up the good work!

Now that you are all in Universities and maybe some are venturing into other productive venues, you have to work harder than before. I pray to God for your success. Last but not least, may God bless you all!


p/s: The other day I received visitations from Bukhari and gang and thank you Mukmin, for coming to see me on your 'honda cup'. It's a pleasure to see you again.
And oh Faiz ! Where are you now? Miss your shyness and your Kit kat.

Masyitah...

Masyitah first day of school.


As I browsed through my old post, i suddenly realised that my youngest daughter birthday was not mentioned here. How could I be that forgetful? So, here's something about her to share with you all..

Masyitah is a millenium baby.She was borne on the 3rd of March 2000. She was named after the maid of Pharoah (Firaun)who had sacrificed herself and her children to the Pharoah because she refused to admit that he was god. I want my Masyitah to have that same character, brave and strong willed.

I have no problem carrying her in my womb, but actually, she 'was not' a welcome baby in the beginning because her older sister was only 2 years old and I felt like I don't have enough hands to take care of her other small sisters and brother. But Masyitah proved to be a real tough person ans she's a winner.

I tried eating some pineapples as soon as i missed my period. The doctor even gave me some pills but it didn't work. So, after 1 week of trying, I gave up and decided to let nature ruled. During 7 months of pregnancy, I fell off some stairs in a hotel while attending a course in Penang. My foot was swollen, that's all! No bleeding what so ever and Masyitah was safe in my womb.

Now, Masyitah is the 'apple' of everyone's eyes. She's smart, intelligent and witty despite her slightly 'weight' problem. She's also the 'clown' and the entertainer of the family. Although she's like a 'baby' sometimes, she's very helpful and loves smaller children, especially babies. For me, there is only one and only Masyitah bt Ayoib in the world. That is my MASYITAH.

Happy birthday to me

This video was actually taken by Anis Hazrati, the winner of the Storytelling competition held last year at INTEKMA Resort, Shah Alam. TQ u all! TQ very much for the thought and memory. God bless you all!!!

Nasywa and Fadhil

My dear students,

Nasywa came to see me today around 3 in the afternoon.
"Pardon me madam..." as the tears rolled down on her cheek. She was telling me about her father's sudden death.
At the same time I was also trying very hard not to cry in front of her. It's a sad thing for something like that to happen nearly at the end of the semester. But what touched me the most was her willingness to postpone her studies at kmk to take care of her injured father if her father was alive. I don't think any of my children would do that to me....

Later in the afternoon, around 5pm, Fadhil popped up at my cubicle with a worried kind of smile.
" I think I want to chicken out"
So, we had a half hour of heart to heart talk, exchanging ideas, pouring out feelings till I saw him smiling again, a real smile. A sign of relieve. Well,I pity him but I have the feeling that he will still excel like last time during the storytelling competition. He's very creative and he's a fighter. Yes, I don't mind coaching him for the elocution competition but there are too many responsibilities that I have to take care of...Got to let go some. Really sorry, I have no choice.

Your madam who is also injured,


Have a pleasant day tomorrow everyone. Good night!

AMIRAH BT AYOIB

Amirah was borne today, third of August 1990 at Colchester Maternity Hospital, Essex. I had a false alarm that morning when I was taken by my hubby to the hospital. The nurses who took care of me were Pahang borne but had been living in the UK for quite some time. They were very kind and helpful. And it was really something to be remembered having my baby delivered there because my hubby was also treated very kindly by the hospital He was given some tea and sandwiches to eat and a television to watch while waiting for me. Imagine having these special treatment in Malaysia?? Hmm.....

And so, Amirah was delivered by a midwife around three o'clock in the morning. She was a very beautiful baby, like the 'mat salleh's' baby, with very fair and blushed skin and without any string of hair! She was quickly admired and loved by the Malaysians who stayed there because of her 'good' look. And she was also a very calm and settled baby.

Anyway, Amirah is now a 17 year old full grown lady who loves anime and cartoon more than anything else in the world. She's very handy in the kitchen when she's at home but sometimes she's so cranky and sensitive that I don't really know how to respond to her behaviour.

Well, 'Kak Ngah', Happy Birthday to you and hope you'll get over your 'over excitement' and 'worriedness' soon. Ibu loves u too!!!

Reminiscent of Sek. Men.Sains Muar

Met Saadiah just now...and we had a lot to talk about our life in the past and present. But the most interesting topic was SMS Muar. That is the place where I met the bounciful Huda, happy go lucky Salina (I met her the first time in the toilet when both of us were 'escaping' from this ceramah agama in the school Hall.We easily 'clicked' with each other after that because of the 'same' interest), motherly Fazlun (she always shared food that her mother brought for her with us), Fairuz, Idah, jefri and Razak who were always kind enough to let me copy mathematics homework, very imaginative Nawawi, Aboy (we always got the attention whenever our names were being called out), The musical Ben, Badli,Hatta (the only SDARian), Isyraf, Saleh(naughtiest boy in PUC), Halim and Iza (married to each other) and others which names I couldn't recall.

And SMS Muar was also remembered as the school that is always short of water supply. We had to walk 'somewhere' in the school area to collect water. I had a short and intersting life there but nothing really special actually except for the beautiful friendship that I had with my classmates and dormates)' It was unique because we all came from different schools and states.

(Maybe we should all get together someday?)

p/s: I know you are reading my blog guys! Post some comments, will you? Thanks!

Politics in Permatang Pauh

I came across this comment while running up and down,here and there doing the ever unfinished house chores. I thought it is funny...Hahaha...



Hmmm.. wonder which devil will BN choose to face Anwar this time..

a. Aziz The Fence Climber (Chinese Chamber of Commerce protest).
b. Pirdaus The Kicking Imam.
c. Mosquito Man.
d. Ezam The Frog.

The last one that faced Anwar ended up with foam on his mouth.

written by CitizenBodohland, August 01, 2008 | 09:40:15 (Malaysia Today)

warkah

Takkan lagi aku menunggu
kau hadir di dalam mimpi-mimpiku
puasku mengharapkan dirimu
seperti mereka yang punya cinta

Diriku tanpa dirimu
kau tempuhi penuh bahagia
diriku mahu kau tahu
pedih ini kau tak terasa

Warkahku mengharapkan dirimu
seperti yang aku kenali dulu
setiaku menantikan dirimu
seperti setianya terhadap diriku

Tapiku melepaskan mu
melangkah namun tak berdaya
terusku terus menunggu
cinta yang takkan pernah ada


(layan...)

On My 21st Wedding Annivesary Day

<1.
E-clipse of the sun...

2. 7.30 am
Present from my hubby... (TQ very much, abang...and he's gone for the day. There goes my annivesary celebration!)

3. 7.35am
"Toot, toot"

" Madam...madam...this is Nasywa.."

" Yes, Nasywa..."

" Madam..(sobbing)...bapak saya dah tak ada...And saya terus teringat kat
madam..." " I'm sorry..."

" Madam, how's my presentation? Macammana dengan group saya? Saya kena
pack barang-barang saya dan balik ke kampung bapak saya di Parit
Panjang."

" Don't worry. We'll settle that later."

" Ok. Thank you madam."

"Ok. Kirim salam kat semua. Don't worry, ok? Take care"

" Bye madam..(sobbing)

" Click."

How I wish to hold her hands and tell her that she'll be ok.
Innalillah.....

And the rest of the day...WASHING, CLEANING, DRIVING,work...work...work...and now,




Nite2.