Aloha IfLA students intake 2/1013

Salam Misah, Ani, Anuar,Ray,Jannah,Ain,Aisyah,Ely,Sue, Haris & Aida.  Have you read all the entries? Which one is your favourite? Kindly share it with us in class ;)

It's been 3 months

Lamanya tidak bercerita..saya kongsikan kisah yg menyentuh hati saya ini. Buat pertama kalinya di dalam Bahasa ibunda saya..

10/10/2013- Hari ini sewaktu menuju ke dewan kuliah Fakulti Allied Health Sciences, saya terserempak dengan seorang wanita yg duduk di atas sebuah kerusi roda. Entah mengapa tergerak hati  ini utk menegur dan menyapanya.  Oleh kerana kulitnya putih bersih seperti  'foreigner'lain saya pun menyapanya di dalam Bahasa Inggeris. Sambil menggelengkan  kepalanya dan tersenyum, dia memberitahu bahawa dia tidak faham apa yang diperkatakan.  Tersengeh lebar saya dibuatnya. Tangan saya pantas menghulurkan salam dan memohon maaf. Sambil berbual saya memerhatikan keadaan fizikal wanita tersebut dengan ekor mata. Posisi kedua-dua kaki yang sepatutnya lurus, telah bengkok ke dalam. Di tangannya ada jeruk kering di dalam plastik dan dia terus mempelawa saya. Apabila saya menolak dengan baik, dia mengangkat plastik jeruk buah kering tersebut dengan kedua-dua belah tangannya. Barulah saya sedar jari jemarinya tidak lagi berfungsi penuh sepertimana kita orang biasa.  Walaupun hati kecil tidak sampai hati  untuk bertanyakan dengan terperinci kecederaan yang dia alami, saya kuatkan semangat untuk bertanya apa yang telah berlaku. Menurutnya pada tahun 2004, dia mengalami kemalangan jalanraya yang sangat dahsyat melibatkan suami dan anaknya yang pada waktu itu berumur 6 bulan. Bayinya tercampak keluar tetapi dengan kuasa Allah terselamat walaupun mengalami kecederaan teruk di kepala. Keadaannya sangat parah sehinggakan tiada siapa yang menyangka yang dia akan terus hidup. Tidak pula saya bertanyakan keadaan suaminya sebab perasaan sebak mulai menyelubungi saya. Walaubagaimanapun, timbul perasaan ingin tahu keadaan anaknya. Anaknya Aisyah yang kebetulan sama dengan nama anak saya,sudah berumur 9 tahun dan sekarang berada di dalam darjah 3. Dia bersekolah di sekolah rendah  berhampiran dengan tempat kerja suami. Rupa-rupanya Aisyah kini dibela suaminya kerana dia tidak mampu untuk menjaganya sendiri. 

WONDERFUL MUSLIMAH!

THANK YOU EVERYONE...MISS YOU ALL. RAMADAN KAREEM!

The Return of Abel Behena

Dear all,

Please give your opinion. Is there anything that you would like to change in the story?

My Leadership Students Sem 1, 2012/2013

December 2012

 Hem... well let's see... my opinion about this group... a reserved bunch... that finally 'bloomed'! Now, after going through the course, what does leadership mean to you?

My Dream Vacation

To my dear EOP students (Sem 1, 2012/2013),

You have presented really well (beyond my expectations!) Therefore, I feel the need to preserve your presentations in my blog.  I invite all of you to express yourselves in words - describe the wonderful places that you have enthusiastically  presented in class.
The floor is now yours :)

Testing the Water

Dear readers,

I scribbled this story on a piece of paper two years ago. I kept it because I wanted my daughter to read it someday and remember this moment. Here it goes:

She was eight and it's UPSR time (a major exam for Primary school students in Malaysia).That morning after taking her shower and getting ready to school, my daughter who was in standard two, suddenly looked confused and hesitated. Out came the question,

"Do I have to go to school today?" Puzzled and amazed, I asked "Why dear?"

She quickly responded, "Coz my teacher said, if you are not able to CONTROL yourselves, you better not come to school." (Kalau kamu semua tidak boleh mengawal diri, tidak perlu datang ke sekolah).

She then looked at me with her innocent eyes, "So, do I HAVE to go?"

Instead of being angry and alarmed, I asked her "Can you control yourself then?"
My eight year old girl who is witty and a bit cheeky casually answered " I don't know " (Tak tahu)

Now, the ball is in my court.  Again, I have to decide on her behalf.

"Well, the answer is yes. You definitely have to go."
In that instance, she brushed the issue aside and resumed to the normal state.  I on the other hand, was thinking all the way while driving her to school.  Is this a situation when a mother has to decide what's the best for her child? Or was there any motive behind this conversation?

We finally reached school.
When she stepped out of the car, she looked cheerful and happy as usual.

I quickly stepped out of my car too and asked, "Now, teh, are you able to control yourself?"
She turned around and with a cheeky face answered, "Of course Ibu!" (Mestilah)

Aha! Only then I realized that she was trying to get her way of not going to school. Perhaps, she was just 'testing' me!  Thank God she didn't get away with that!

I winked my eyes and waved at her.  She was only eight and she knew me too well already.  Enthusiastically, she waved back and walked confidently to class. I sighed as I turned back to my car,
"Haha! Fat chance Teh Aisyah...Fat chance!