Happy 48th Anniversary mak and ayah...Semoga kekal bahagia for years to come...dan dipanjangkan usia dalam keimanan dan kesejahteraan dunia akhirat...
We all love both you....
Thursday, August 06, 2009
Saturday, July 18, 2009
Children of the future
I was reading through one of the magazines about our children and the future. It was both scary and disturbing. There were articles about “teens and porns”, “bullies”,”fighting” and other unnerving topics. Basically, the blames goes back to the parents and their parenting ways.
My husband and me visited a friend last Monday and he was telling us about another old friend of him and my hubby who had an accident in Sadao. They joked around about this guy who (what I could gather from their conversation) is a bully and loves to fight. The friend told us that he was bragging about his son involved in a fist fight with his friends. Imagine, the father is encouraging the son to continue his bad behavior and to top it up; is showing his son the very same example by involving in the same unsightly behavior as well.
Kids will watch and follow their parents behavior. To make it worse, they could mixed with the wrong group and became worst than their parents. Someone told me a story about a man whom started stealing since kindergarden time, The first day he started stealing was a pencil case and his mother praised him for being so clever taking whatever he wants. Being proud with the praised, he started stealing more and stuff. Being a man he started robbery and took a life. He was caught and later sentenced to death. His final wish was to meet his mom. On the last day, his mom went crying to see him. He hug his mom and bite off her ears. He said before he left “Mom, you should listen to me when I first took the pencil case and scolded me but you didn’t want to listen that I was heading for trouble that first day. If only you would listen….”
Just a few days ago, there was a report on Form 1 girls fighting in the school’s surau. Whatever happens to self-respect and dignity. Kids nowadays, wanted to grow up faster than their age..It could be seen that teenagers around the age of 10 to 12 years old hanging out at taman selera or shopping complex. Where are their parents? Did they know where their kids are??
I was walking from my office to the cobbler’s place last week. I had to passed through under a flyover to get to the other side of the road. Dewan Bandaran Seberang Prai had planted lovely plants under the flyover and made a walking/cycling path to the other side of the road. I could see about 6 to 8 boys in school uniforms hanging around there at 10 am. Definitly, they skipped school just to “lepak” there.
Are parents too busy making money to notice their children needed their care? I knew one guy who had never been to her daughter’s school except the first day of registration. He never knew when her daughter had exams or never even met the teachers. He never even signed the report cards. The daughter will skipped school and wrote the letter herself to the teacher. And the guy had never known that her daughter was lying to him all his life. He trusted her 150%. Once, the daughter was caught bringing a boy into her room and she started lying that the boy was her cousin’s friend and came to her room to pick up something. And he believed her….I was shocked when I found out that he believed his daughter than a neighbor who caught her red handed. From what I heard, the boy left through the back door at the time when nobody was at home and she was only 16 yo.
One thing for sure…no matter how busy you are, always take time to talk to your kids…Listen to them, especially those unspoken words..A mother especially will know what in their children’s mind. The special bonding between parents and children will help to nuture their identity and self respect to become a respectable adult in the future…Insyaalah…
My husband and me visited a friend last Monday and he was telling us about another old friend of him and my hubby who had an accident in Sadao. They joked around about this guy who (what I could gather from their conversation) is a bully and loves to fight. The friend told us that he was bragging about his son involved in a fist fight with his friends. Imagine, the father is encouraging the son to continue his bad behavior and to top it up; is showing his son the very same example by involving in the same unsightly behavior as well.
Kids will watch and follow their parents behavior. To make it worse, they could mixed with the wrong group and became worst than their parents. Someone told me a story about a man whom started stealing since kindergarden time, The first day he started stealing was a pencil case and his mother praised him for being so clever taking whatever he wants. Being proud with the praised, he started stealing more and stuff. Being a man he started robbery and took a life. He was caught and later sentenced to death. His final wish was to meet his mom. On the last day, his mom went crying to see him. He hug his mom and bite off her ears. He said before he left “Mom, you should listen to me when I first took the pencil case and scolded me but you didn’t want to listen that I was heading for trouble that first day. If only you would listen….”
Just a few days ago, there was a report on Form 1 girls fighting in the school’s surau. Whatever happens to self-respect and dignity. Kids nowadays, wanted to grow up faster than their age..It could be seen that teenagers around the age of 10 to 12 years old hanging out at taman selera or shopping complex. Where are their parents? Did they know where their kids are??
I was walking from my office to the cobbler’s place last week. I had to passed through under a flyover to get to the other side of the road. Dewan Bandaran Seberang Prai had planted lovely plants under the flyover and made a walking/cycling path to the other side of the road. I could see about 6 to 8 boys in school uniforms hanging around there at 10 am. Definitly, they skipped school just to “lepak” there.
Are parents too busy making money to notice their children needed their care? I knew one guy who had never been to her daughter’s school except the first day of registration. He never knew when her daughter had exams or never even met the teachers. He never even signed the report cards. The daughter will skipped school and wrote the letter herself to the teacher. And the guy had never known that her daughter was lying to him all his life. He trusted her 150%. Once, the daughter was caught bringing a boy into her room and she started lying that the boy was her cousin’s friend and came to her room to pick up something. And he believed her….I was shocked when I found out that he believed his daughter than a neighbor who caught her red handed. From what I heard, the boy left through the back door at the time when nobody was at home and she was only 16 yo.
One thing for sure…no matter how busy you are, always take time to talk to your kids…Listen to them, especially those unspoken words..A mother especially will know what in their children’s mind. The special bonding between parents and children will help to nuture their identity and self respect to become a respectable adult in the future…Insyaalah…
Monday, July 13, 2009
Rain..Rain...
Raining season is here again. They forecasted that the rain will stay for the week in Alor Star. Lucky me..now that I don’t have to travel by express buses anymore. Else it’s going to rather wet.
Five-day forecast
Today
Jul 13 Tuesday Showers Hi
Jul 14 Tuesday Showers
Jul 15 Wednesday Thunderstorms
Jul 16 Thursday AM Thunderstorms
Jul 17 Friday AM Thunderstorms
Jul 13th Hi: 86° Lo: 75°
14th Hi: 87° Lo: 76°
15th Hi: 84° Lo: 75°
16th Hi : 85° Lo: 75°
17th Hi: 85° Lo: 75°
Same goes for Penang and I wonder if it’s going to be fooded again at the bank’s area in Prai. Previously, we had to wear slippers and rolled the pants up to our knees every time going to and back from the office. The road job nearby has clogged the drain so bad that even a short heavy rain will flood the area.
That reminds me of my school days at Sulatanah Asma School. Those days whenever there’s raining season, the water will rise. I used to be amazed at the rate the water rose..One minute the area was clear and the next, it was flooded up to our knees. I love looking down at the water (since our classes were on the upper floor) . It felt as though we were on a big ship cruising to nowhere. And of course, there bound to be a few classes cancelled..Yippee…!!
Five-day forecast
Today
Jul 13 Tuesday Showers Hi
Jul 14 Tuesday Showers
Jul 15 Wednesday Thunderstorms
Jul 16 Thursday AM Thunderstorms
Jul 17 Friday AM Thunderstorms
Jul 13th Hi: 86° Lo: 75°
14th Hi: 87° Lo: 76°
15th Hi: 84° Lo: 75°
16th Hi : 85° Lo: 75°
17th Hi: 85° Lo: 75°
Same goes for Penang and I wonder if it’s going to be fooded again at the bank’s area in Prai. Previously, we had to wear slippers and rolled the pants up to our knees every time going to and back from the office. The road job nearby has clogged the drain so bad that even a short heavy rain will flood the area.
That reminds me of my school days at Sulatanah Asma School. Those days whenever there’s raining season, the water will rise. I used to be amazed at the rate the water rose..One minute the area was clear and the next, it was flooded up to our knees. I love looking down at the water (since our classes were on the upper floor) . It felt as though we were on a big ship cruising to nowhere. And of course, there bound to be a few classes cancelled..Yippee…!!
Wednesday, July 08, 2009
A Bus Trip to BP
Last Thursday, my husband told me he had to work late on Friday night so we decided to 'balik Penang' on Friday. Early friday morning, both our kids and the maid followed us to work. After breakfast at my office, my husband called his brother to pick the children and maid at the airport (hubby's workplace). Later after work, I took the bus to the ferry to cross over to the island. I left around 5pm from my office and lucky me I got the bus straigh away and as soon as I reached at the terminal, the ferry arrived.
I called hubby and he said he may not be able to make it so I thought why not I try the bus...I went to the bus terminal and unfortunately the bus to Balik Pulau just left. "Nampak "bontot" bas baru keluar",the inspector said. But another bus will be arriving in 10 mins. He told me to take bus no 403 or 403E. After a 5 mins of waiting, I saw bus no 403 came in. I got on the bus...feeling rather nostalgic.
It reminds me of those good ol' days when I dont have my own transport. During my student days and then when I started working in KL...I usually enjoyed the bus ride. I loved watching people and the scenery. Anyway, the bus took a long way to Balik Pulau. It was fun and enjoyable.
There were still a few good young ones who's willing to give away their seats to the elderly. I couldn't help eavesdropping to some conversation behind me about a guy flirting with two girls. I looked outside the windows and there's so much happenings around us which we hardly noticed if we ride in the car. I saw an old man sleeping on the bench at the bus station at Komtar and everyone pretended he's was not around. There was a mother carrying lots of plastic bags of goodies and her small son following besides her. She cant even hold his hands and the child had to hold her hem to keep up with her.
The scenery turns lovely when we reached the hills. I salute the driver. He's really good. The road was winding around the hill and there are a few sharp turns, but he was a real pro. My husband kept calling me a few times asking me where I was. Finally I arrived at balik pulau. And goodness ..guess what time was it? I arrived at 8.30 pm. It took me 3hrs and 30 mins from my office to my MIL's house in Balik Pulau...!!But time flies when one is having fun...Well..I might do it again next time. This time I might take bus no 403E and see where it will take me for another round of tour. And the best thing about it is it only cost me RM3.00 for the trip.
I called hubby and he said he may not be able to make it so I thought why not I try the bus...I went to the bus terminal and unfortunately the bus to Balik Pulau just left. "Nampak "bontot" bas baru keluar",the inspector said. But another bus will be arriving in 10 mins. He told me to take bus no 403 or 403E. After a 5 mins of waiting, I saw bus no 403 came in. I got on the bus...feeling rather nostalgic.
It reminds me of those good ol' days when I dont have my own transport. During my student days and then when I started working in KL...I usually enjoyed the bus ride. I loved watching people and the scenery. Anyway, the bus took a long way to Balik Pulau. It was fun and enjoyable.
There were still a few good young ones who's willing to give away their seats to the elderly. I couldn't help eavesdropping to some conversation behind me about a guy flirting with two girls. I looked outside the windows and there's so much happenings around us which we hardly noticed if we ride in the car. I saw an old man sleeping on the bench at the bus station at Komtar and everyone pretended he's was not around. There was a mother carrying lots of plastic bags of goodies and her small son following besides her. She cant even hold his hands and the child had to hold her hem to keep up with her.
The scenery turns lovely when we reached the hills. I salute the driver. He's really good. The road was winding around the hill and there are a few sharp turns, but he was a real pro. My husband kept calling me a few times asking me where I was. Finally I arrived at balik pulau. And goodness ..guess what time was it? I arrived at 8.30 pm. It took me 3hrs and 30 mins from my office to my MIL's house in Balik Pulau...!!But time flies when one is having fun...Well..I might do it again next time. This time I might take bus no 403E and see where it will take me for another round of tour. And the best thing about it is it only cost me RM3.00 for the trip.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Amir tak nak ngaji...
I came home from work one day and Auni started her normal "CNN" even before I managed to take off my shoes. She will relayed the whole day event in 10 minutes non stop..Then she told me" Ibu, tadi Amir tak mau ngaji" So I looked at Amir...(at this point I had manage to take off my shoes and put down my handbag in between Auni's reporting.) Amir...Apasal tak nak ngaji? He juz kept quiet....So I asked my maid and she told me when Ustazah came that day, he refused to read but he was all in his baju melayu and sat in front of the ustazah. Guess what he did? He juz sat there facing ustazah face down for an hour. Kesian Auni, she had to ngaji for the whole hour since Amir refuse to open his mouth...As soon as ustazah left, he took off the baju melayu and started watching TV...Later he told me that he was watching his favorite series BEN 10 when ustazah came..That's why he didn't want to ngaji..So I made a deal with him...If he mengaji, I'll take him to watch Night in The Museum 2 during the weekend...It worked..he started to mengaji from then on...
Sometimes bribery works....
Sometimes bribery works....
Friday, June 12, 2009
Auni is 9 today
My sweet darling Auni is 9 today. She woke up real early and wanted to take the shower on her own. Unfortunately, I had to clean the shampoo from her hair as usual..
9 years ago, I was driving home from work (from Prai to Alor Star).It was already 7pm, when suddenly I felt some contraction. I had to make a very quick decision. Should I stop or must I drove straight home. By then, I had reached Sg Petani..So, I decided to stopped by the clinic juz in case I couldn't make it home.
I remember going to Klinik Dr Rama nearby Central Square. The doctor told me that it was already 2 cm and I shouldn't be driving as he said I could deliver at anytime. But I told myself and the baby that I can make it back to Alor Star. I drove slowly and counting the contraction as I drove...
I reached home safely without further incidents. At 2am, I woke up and notice something was not right.. The water bag has burst..I woke my husband up and got ready for the hospital...We went to Pusat Pakar Utara , now known as Kedah Medical Centre. I was taken to the room while waiting for the time to deliver.
I had to be induced as the baby could have suffocated. It took the baby about half an hour from the first serious contraction to come out..
It's a girl...
Auni Zulaikha, born on June the 12th...at Pusat Pakar Utara, Alor Setar, Kedah at 1.45pm. My only girl and have given great joy...You are so soft and that's why they said you are "perempuan melayu terakhir" You love music so I bought you an MP4...TokWan gave you a set of girls stuff..You had never ask for much except a birthday cake...
Happy Birthday Auni...May you find happiness in everything you strive for...
9 years ago, I was driving home from work (from Prai to Alor Star).It was already 7pm, when suddenly I felt some contraction. I had to make a very quick decision. Should I stop or must I drove straight home. By then, I had reached Sg Petani..So, I decided to stopped by the clinic juz in case I couldn't make it home.
I remember going to Klinik Dr Rama nearby Central Square. The doctor told me that it was already 2 cm and I shouldn't be driving as he said I could deliver at anytime. But I told myself and the baby that I can make it back to Alor Star. I drove slowly and counting the contraction as I drove...
I reached home safely without further incidents. At 2am, I woke up and notice something was not right.. The water bag has burst..I woke my husband up and got ready for the hospital...We went to Pusat Pakar Utara , now known as Kedah Medical Centre. I was taken to the room while waiting for the time to deliver.
I had to be induced as the baby could have suffocated. It took the baby about half an hour from the first serious contraction to come out..
It's a girl...
Auni Zulaikha, born on June the 12th...at Pusat Pakar Utara, Alor Setar, Kedah at 1.45pm. My only girl and have given great joy...You are so soft and that's why they said you are "perempuan melayu terakhir" You love music so I bought you an MP4...TokWan gave you a set of girls stuff..You had never ask for much except a birthday cake...
Happy Birthday Auni...May you find happiness in everything you strive for...
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Zhafri into the new world of UIA
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…
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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