On June the 6th ,2009 I took a long holidays until 15th June. It was school holidays and I planned to take my kids for a fun time since the last school holidays, they had to stay put. Well, dear mommy couldn’t get any leave the last time. So, since the compulsory leave is at least 5 days over the weekend…why not make the most of it…Who knows I may not be able to get another long leave next school holidays…
Mainly, the reason for this break was to send off my eldest to UIA. He’s registering on the 7th June 2009. He’s taking Foundation in Engineering. We took off from my brother’s house, Benjie at Kelab Cinta Sayang around noon to Bukit Merah Laketown Resort. We left in 3 cars…KCF 530 (my mom’s), KAL 121 (Benjie’s) and KCB 48 (my husband’s). The plan was to leave my two kids and the maid with Benjie at the resort. We cant take them to my sister’s house in USJ coz her kids juz recover from coxsackie. After checking in around 4pm there, we made a move in 1 car. Juz me, my son, my husband, mom and dad.in my husband’s car. Zhafri is one step away to a new world…
We reach USJ around 7 pm, had our dinner and took a rest. It was tiring ..Oh no..I’m missing my kids already..I couldn’t stop wondering what they do and how they behave…etc..etc I slept after wishing them good nite.
Next day, we made a move to UIA around 9am. Ja and family followed us to UIA. After a hot day of registering and opening of accounts with Bank Muamalat, Zhafri finally got the key to his room.
Fortunately, we met our cousin there, sending his daughter as well. But unfortunately for Zhafri, both cousins are female…The other cousin had already registered much earlier.
Off we went to send his stuff to his room.
The room number is 425C, Marhallah Umar Al-Khattab. It was situated at the old building. Room 425 consists of 4 cubicles. Each cubicles consists of a bed, a new mattress, a locker, a table and chair and a whiteboard. The paint on the wall was very old and rather depressing. The only good thing was the new mattress. Anyway, that’s student life…
When I look at Zhafri’s face, I could see the disappointment but he has to face it. This is reality and he is entering a new phase in his life towards adulthood. I’m sure in his later life, he will look back and remember everything fondly….juz like we did now. Students life was the best….The hardship…The tears…The laughters.. The failures..The high scores..The criticisms from the lecturers and the tonnes of compliments as well…Looking back, I wish I could be a student all my life…
We left him there around 4 pm.We stopped by my sister’s house for a quick shower and off to Bukit Merah again…I looked at him before we left and saw sadness in his eyes…At least, that’s a normal feeling…
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Thursday, June 11, 2009
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Zhafri - Creating his future
SPM result was revealed and Zhafri got 6As and 3Bs. I'm happy for him but I can sensed his frustration. I knew he's expecting better results. Anyway no point drooling opver the past, what matters now is the future.
Both Zhafri and me are both busy searching for the courses available for him. He's interested in Computer Communication Engineering (something to do with network communication). He wanted to join Communication company like Maxis, Celcom or Telekom. What do I know of Engineering....I've been searching high and low for the appropriate courses and I think we managed to get a good list of courses. Juz hope he do gets what he wants.He surely deserve it.
Sometimes I can hardly believe that my son is going to be an adult very-very soon. It also makes me feel so old..He..he..I do hope he knows what he really wants. If he wants to be an engineer in network communication.. So be it....I can only pray that he will succeed in whatever he plans for his life.
No one knows the future but the future always starts with small steps like deciding what we want it to be and move on from there. Well Zhafri..You gotta work hard if you want to succeed. Who knows next step..you will be going to UK to further studies. Hardwork and patience is all it takes...
Both Zhafri and me are both busy searching for the courses available for him. He's interested in Computer Communication Engineering (something to do with network communication). He wanted to join Communication company like Maxis, Celcom or Telekom. What do I know of Engineering....I've been searching high and low for the appropriate courses and I think we managed to get a good list of courses. Juz hope he do gets what he wants.He surely deserve it.
Sometimes I can hardly believe that my son is going to be an adult very-very soon. It also makes me feel so old..He..he..I do hope he knows what he really wants. If he wants to be an engineer in network communication.. So be it....I can only pray that he will succeed in whatever he plans for his life.
No one knows the future but the future always starts with small steps like deciding what we want it to be and move on from there. Well Zhafri..You gotta work hard if you want to succeed. Who knows next step..you will be going to UK to further studies. Hardwork and patience is all it takes...
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Driving school - Zhafri
Zhafri had completed his SPM and now on a very long holidays, while waiting for his result. No point worrying yet since the result will come out in March next year. Still a long wait..
Anyway, I've asked him to get some job for side income...but he's been procrastinating until now. But one thing for sure, he's itching to learn driving. Well, better than just sit and lying around doing nothing...
Good grief!!The driving school cost RM650. I remembered it only cost me Rm250 the last time I took my licence. Everything sure is expensive nowadays.
Anyway, he's been pestering me to give him driving lessons which I did. We took my mom's car because it has manual gear. He drove through the highway to Bandar Darulaman. After a tour around Bdr Darulaman, he asked me whether he can learn reversing. So I told him to give a right signal at the entrance to lake recreation park there. After giving a right signal, I took a back glance and saw that it was safe to turn right.
Out of nowhere came 3 motorbikes from behind and took over from the right side. None of them were wearing helmets. "Samseng betoi..!!" Zhafri brake suddenly but not before the last motorbike brushed the front right side of the car, leaving a mark there. He stopped the car and we changed driver. I didn't see the bikers anywhere. So we headed home. On the way to the highway, I saw the bikers from my rear mirror. They were following us. I told Zhafri to take their bike numbers and they left as soon as we swerved to the higway.
The bikers were young guys about 16 to 17 years old. They drove real fast and couldn't give a damned about rules and regulations. What I'm afraid is that they could have marked my mom's car. Things like this could happenned to anybody.
Since then, Zhafri dare not asked for a ride again. He took the professional driving class and just passed the written test today.
Anyway, I've asked him to get some job for side income...but he's been procrastinating until now. But one thing for sure, he's itching to learn driving. Well, better than just sit and lying around doing nothing...
Good grief!!The driving school cost RM650. I remembered it only cost me Rm250 the last time I took my licence. Everything sure is expensive nowadays.
Anyway, he's been pestering me to give him driving lessons which I did. We took my mom's car because it has manual gear. He drove through the highway to Bandar Darulaman. After a tour around Bdr Darulaman, he asked me whether he can learn reversing. So I told him to give a right signal at the entrance to lake recreation park there. After giving a right signal, I took a back glance and saw that it was safe to turn right.
Out of nowhere came 3 motorbikes from behind and took over from the right side. None of them were wearing helmets. "Samseng betoi..!!" Zhafri brake suddenly but not before the last motorbike brushed the front right side of the car, leaving a mark there. He stopped the car and we changed driver. I didn't see the bikers anywhere. So we headed home. On the way to the highway, I saw the bikers from my rear mirror. They were following us. I told Zhafri to take their bike numbers and they left as soon as we swerved to the higway.
The bikers were young guys about 16 to 17 years old. They drove real fast and couldn't give a damned about rules and regulations. What I'm afraid is that they could have marked my mom's car. Things like this could happenned to anybody.
Since then, Zhafri dare not asked for a ride again. He took the professional driving class and just passed the written test today.
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