2:1 Wohaa

November 18, 2009 at 6:54 pm (Event, education)

The result for all the sweet and blood that I have spilled in these nearly six years Bachelor of Education, Teaching English as a Second Language (BEd TESL) course has been out. Alhamdulillah, I manage to get a-so-lala result although it was actually just on the border line. In term of numbers or grades, I get Second Class Honours, Upper Division… Wohaaa!! Only God knows how happy I am right now. Alhamdulillah.. huhuhu

Zalen, in the making.. huhuhu

I would like to thank these people for giving me the assistance in reaching the star.. huhuhu

IPBA, Dr Sofi, Pn. Junainah, Miss Kon, Mdm Ooi, Mdm Tan Aig Bee, Mr Tan, Pn Laila Hairani, Dr Lawrence, Dr Rajagopal, Mr Gunalingam, Dr Chong, Dr Premalatha, Dr Boon, En Razak, Dr Suraya, Miss Eng Li Kit, Mr Baharudin, Mdm Caroline, Mdm Sharmini, Pn Satinah, Cik Hendon, Ustazah Qamariah, Ustaz Asri, Ustaz Fauzan, Pn Normadiah, Dr Nik Asiah, Mdm Elizabirth, Pn Noriah, Cik Hayati, Pn T. Gewa, Pn Shahida, Pn Lidiawati, Pn Hamidah, En Ramlan, En Aslam, En Tahir, Ustaz Ismail, En Razi, Abg Razman, Pak Lang, Pak Ngah, Tuan Habib, Dr Seman, Pn Zuraiyah, Pn Zuraidah, Pn Asiah, Tai Sensei, Frau Hamidah, Mdm Norzilah, Pn Zamruda, Pn Rozana, Mdm Khoo, Mdm Suguna, Mr Wee, Dr Z, Amjal, sbelah Amjal, Abg Am.

UCP MARJON: Lesley Woodhead, Steve Ansell, Michael Hall, Mike Boston, Katy Salisbury, Mike Scholey, Gilly Robbins, Tony Wring, Tracey Gilpin, Sarah Fuqua, Sally Eales, Stewart Allan, INTED Staff, David Benzie, Dania Moussalli, Katharyn Camara, David Oddie, Dania Moussalli, Primary Department (many more T-T) Faye Hatherley, Sue, Mr Nauruz, Mr Charcoal etc.

Teachers, Lecturers, Trainers, Speakers who have taught me a lot in courses that I have attended.

Teachers, staff and students of SK Jalan Raja Muda, SK Briekfield 2, Ford Primary, College Road and Stoke Damerel Community College, S.K. Bansar.

Abg Mat, Abg Zam, Cg Aji, Cg Lan, all gayong ipba/ipis/uk/ireland/france friends, Chris Gregory sensei (picnic), Don sensei, Kevin Brooker sensei, all my fellow plymouth jitsu friends, Dr Azli, Ust. Elfino, En Nazri.

My father, mother and siblings, relatives, teachers, friends, juniors, seniors (too many to mention names), and those who involve in my learning directly or indirectly.

I would also like to apologise to all these people if I have done something wrong, not being able to perform to the expectations, not being a good student/peer and ect.

P/S:

1) It took me two days to list down the names. If there are left out names, please2 remind me in the comment space. I need to have the name listed so that I can still track down my history in the making of my degree course, or else I might forget some of their names in the time to come, but not their faces. Usually, only the extreme person will be most remembered. huuu.. Insyaallah, my prayer will always be with them..

2) Perhaps I need to start with my kindergarten, primary school and later in my secondary school years. Insyaallah it will be  written in other posts.

3) Almost all the names are the people that I met starting in IPBA. This does not necessarily mean that people that I met earlier do not contribute to my success. I just want to highlight the names that I first met in the past five and a half years.

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Memory of Fire

November 15, 2009 at 6:42 pm (Uncategorized)

Bonfire Plymouth. November, 2008.

Masih           mencari..
Sukar fahami    susah dimengerti.
Yakinpun ada bermacam-macam jenis.
Ada yang sebut, ada nampak, ada rasa hati.
Orang kata api panas, tapi pernah nampakkah?
Bila tengok dengan mata, kemerahan, panaskah?
Didekati terasa bahangnya, samakah dengan nyata?
Kena pegang baru tahu rasanya, beranikah diri ini?
Ramai boleh cakap itu dan ini, begitu juga begini!
Mungkin ada benar, mungkin juga dusta belaka!
Siapa yang tahu? Yang hampiri saja mengerti!
Fahami hakikat sifat panas api itu sendiri.
Semakin hampir semakin rasa yakin.
Sukar diterang dengan bahasa.
Lain padang lain féélnya.
Ada kuat ada lemah
Terserahlah
Asal tahu
rasa
ia

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My Toys V

November 14, 2009 at 7:22 pm (Family, review)

So far, it is among the item that has the highest sentimental value in my toys collection. The ring is always close to me, emotionally and physically. It is quite weird but I would feel really awkward if I do not wear it. I could say that it is a complement to me, as important as my glasses. I lose my sight if I do not wear my glasses and maybe I feel a bit lonely if I do not wear the ring.

The ‘akik zaman’ (agate) gemstone was given to me by my late grandmother. She bought a few stones in Makkah when she went for her hajj. However, she was not able to give them by hand to her beloved grandchildren. God love her more than we do. After everything settled down, my aunt, Mok Ghoh told us that the late Grandmother wants us to have the stones. It is her wish for us, as though she knows what was coming after her. It happened when in my early secondary school era. Al fatihah to the late Wan Jah Wan Ali..

After keeping the stone in my drawer for years, I have decided to make it a ring. The ring was designed by a goldsmith in Aked Uda, Kota Bharu. Looking at variety of samples displayed, I chose a simple design, ‘tangkai kendi’ (kettle handle). It cost me if I am not mistaken around RM 30 back then. huhuhu

It took me a number of years wearing the ring until I found out some amazing dots pattern in the stone. But maybe that is just my perception.  I might be wrong as some people looked into the stone and saw nothing. A number of years after that, I  realised that there are quite some philosophy hidden in the tangkai kendi design that tie the stone. It is as though the design rhymes perfectly well with the stone itself.

One finding after another makes me really attached to the ring. It is like The Lord of The Ring to me, even if it is just a river stone to others’ eyes. God creations and planning have never failed to amaze the deep part of my heart.  Everything is perfect and has no flaw in it.. Subhanallah

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Feather

November 12, 2009 at 4:30 pm (Uncategorized)

oh

feather

it is simple

yet complex

white and black

and some colours

in between them

i think i like one

it reminds me

of you

only

you

..

.

 

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The Final Malaysia Cup 2009 II

November 12, 2009 at 3:38 pm (Kelantan, sport)

Everyone knows the result. Everyone knows what happened during the event. I was there, contributing one red dot in the ocean of red warriors in stadium. Although the red dots outnumbered the yellow dots, I believe that some of the red dots lack the the quality on how the good and supportive fans should act.

The day.. The red dots were everywhere..

Everything that happened  comes with consequences. I could clearly see that after the event. The Kelantanese manage to get the attention from the whole globe. They are even more striking than the winning team. Starting from the newspapers, tv news, tv programmes, blogs, web sites, forums and in the real world, everyone talks about the red  warriors. Even the ESPN Soccernet puts the news about them on the front page. Every single dot on earth especially in Malaysia (exaggeration) discusses about these supporters. Sad to mention that majority talks about their bad behaviors. huhuhu

The productive yellow dots filled less than a quarter of the stadium.. huhu

We can blame everyone for the black incident if we want. However, let the people with power and authority decide on that. For the tiny little red dot like me, I can do nothing except to reflect on myself and learn from the happening. As an educator, I feel that students (future generation) need to be equipped with not only high IQ, but the emotional intelligence (EQ) part as well. One might be intelligent, but it does not necessarily means that they posses good moral values. Perhaps 1% of the Kelantan supporters lack the EQ a lot. They easily get angry and always wanted to show that they are superior than others. Pity them as they lack the education which leads them to not having the pleasure of having the EQ skills.

It is the teachers’ job to instill this capability to the students so that they will be able to  perceive, use , understand and manage emotions well. Than only they will be able to react to any event wisely. Education is for the heart, as well as the mind. Learning must embrace students’ hearts as well as their minds. (Boon, 2009). That is the hard part of being a teacher. First of all, I am still improving myself. Crabs cannot force their children to walk straight. huhuhu

Anyone can become angry- That is easy. But to be angry with the right person, to the right degree, at the right time, for the right purpose, and in the right way- This is not easy. -Aristotle-

A wise person once told me that always look into yourself on every single happening around you as it comes with purpose. One of them is to make you learn from it. I guess I have learn something from the final Malaysia Cup 2009.

P/s: One thing which I surely learn is that in every single soccer game that I attended, the team that I support would not win (lose or draw). Those were the past. I am not sure about the future. huhuhu.. Shall I betray my team and support the opponent?

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Hajj

November 11, 2009 at 5:30 pm (Uncategorized)

Ayah Su and Cik Su are currently attending the call from the God in fulfilling the the fifth pillar of Islam, Hajj.

May Allah reward both of Ayah Su and Cik Su Hajj Mabrur. Have a safe journey insyaallah..

Narrated ‘Abdullah bin ‘Umar :

The Talbiya of Allah’s Apostle was : ‘Labbaika Allahumma labbaik, Labbaika la sharika Laka labbaik, Inna-l-hamda wan-ni’mata Laka walmu Lk, La sharika Laka’ (I respond to Your call O Allah, I respond to Your call, and I am obedient to Your orders, You have no partner, I respond to Your call All the praises and blessings are for You, All the sovereignty is for You, And You have no partners with you).

(Sahih Bukhari, Volume 2, Book 26, Number 621)

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3Heroes

November 3, 2009 at 5:30 am (Family)

Say AAAAA..

1 2 3 Do Re Mi
Apa Nak Jadi
Alif Bata A B C
Apa Nak Jadi
Akan Terjadi
Hujan Pasti Berhenti

(Apokalips, M.Nasir)

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Silat Grading @ IPBA

November 1, 2009 at 10:52 am (gayong, silat)

After having all the trainings and practices, IPBA silat gayong members had a chance to do the grading. It is a platform to officially move one step forward in the learning stages. Congratulation to all.  You made me proud. Believe me, there will be more cool movements coming up. Not to forget pain stages where you find things are challenging but it feels great after you get through them. It is the same feeling as after the grading sessions ended, I guess.

Arshad and Aizat went for their pre-green belt. Buah pasung cina (chinese pillory/stocks)..

Silat is not just about remembering movements and being competence in using it. It is more towards applying it to the real world. People might define the word ‘apply’ differently. It is not not just about protecting oneself on the street, but more towards applying the values and the philosophy that is embedded in the training in the daily life. It can be about discipline, good manners and many more. Note that management skills (individual and club) are also part of silat.

If a person enters any silat school and his/her behaviour becomes uglier, than he needs to find another one which suit to change him to be a better person. It is not just a blink of second process though, it is a long journey. I am still in the early stage of the journey. So, where and when does silat ends? Let’s find the answer together.

Looking at the words that come out from all my friends’ mouth when we had the ‘reflection session’ right after the grading were really inspiring. Even until that moment I didn’t know that silat could be really3 great. I am looking forward to hearing more from IPBA silat friends, even if my life in IPBA has come to an end. huhuhu

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The Final Malaysia Cup 2009

October 31, 2009 at 8:02 pm (Kelantan, sport)

The thrill is now over, at least just for now. Kelantan football team manage to get through to the final with an easy win over Perlis. We won by 3-1 and the aggregate is 5-1. Despite of the numbers that we get, I believe that the game in the final with Negeri Sembilan will be a tough one because they won with big aggregate as well.

Let’s not worry about the kind strategies that will be used in the final. Let both of the team managements decide as they know better than us, the fans. Our duty is just to go and support our beloved team. Throw away all the bad habits that were shown in the previous games such as throwing objects to the field and the opposition fans. Strictly say no to the fire crackers. The drums, loud cheers, the same colour and excitement are more than enough to shake even the XXL Bukit Jalil stadium size (if you know what i mean and how it feels).

Another thrill is coming, just around the corner. November, 7th. Kelantan vs Negeri Sembilan. Bukit Jalil Stadium.

To all Red Warriors out there, lets all march to the stadium for our final battle.

Gomo Kelate Gomo

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Number Nine

October 30, 2009 at 11:17 am (Family)

This baby was born on o9/o9/o9.

Her name is Masya Maisarah. She is my nephew, the daughter of Kak Atun (same age as abeje).

She was just 2.9 kg when she was born, which according to her father,  was too tiny to hold. However, her growth is really fast. In less than two months, her weight gets nearly 5 kgs (if I am not mistaken). huhuhu

Looking at God creations just amazes me. But still, a lot of people are still complaining. This also includes me. Lets complain less and be more grateful with what we have today. However, as we do not know how the future lies ahead, perhaps we can try to draw the future the way we want. But always remember that everything is under His record and knowledge because He is Almighty, All-Wise.

p/s: Masya is currently looking for the place where she can register her identification card so that she can get more 9s as if in 090909-09-XXXX. Which state would that be? Maybe the XXXX can also be the 9s. But the last X is not an option as the odd number is an indication of male while even number for female. huhuhu

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Social Visit

October 22, 2009 at 11:32 am (Uncategorized)

Having just an intention without any action won’t move a thing. I have been thinking on going to Batu Kurau since I went back to Malaysia but didn’t have the chance yet. Therefore we had make a few calls and really determine to go to Batu Kurau this time. Alhamdulillah, our last minute plan was a success as almost all of the objectives of the visit were achieved.

Most of the times were filled with eating.. huhuhu.. Row on the left: Ustaz Khalid, Nazmie, Pak Ngah. Row on the right: Warid, Cg Mat, Adi Shahid.

The social visit has made me realise that what I have learned before was just a tip of a tip of iceberg. The conclusion that I could make was that we need more social visits and practices to enhance our understanding, skills and experiences. huhuhu.

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Catching the moment

October 22, 2009 at 10:11 am (Event, sport)

Yesterday, we had our family day for our batch which is officially known as ‘Hari Pengurusan Gerko’.  This is when a few of my friends showed their talent catching the moment- taking pictures. This very moment will be kept forever and not easily being forgotten. Their skills was superb far beyond mine.. huhuhu

Galah Panjang in progress

As I am not an expert in taking pictures, I would rather ask the professionals to take pictures using my own camera. Although the camera is nothing compared to the SLR cameras, I believe that the art of taking picture is not solely depending on just the type of camera that is used. It is the combination between the camera used, the setting in using the camera, the art of taking picture itself and the editing part, which none of them I have. huhuhu

Futsal- coincidentally, WA stands for wing attack.. huhu

In taking action pictures, one need to be extra alert as an action would not happen twice. This is the time when you need to decide fast because you would not find the same moment ever again. It is quite different from the picture in which the photographer count before he or she takes the picture. I am ok in taking count-before-take and say-cheeeese pictures. huu..

p/s: There are angles on our shoulders taking care of capturing every moment of our lives. Are we at least aware of it? huhuhu

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My Toys IV

October 18, 2009 at 6:22 am (review, weapon)

I have just got an exclusive chef knife given by my brother though bro Kerol. As we met at a fast food restaurant packed with people, I had to postpone my eagerness to watch the Englishmen technology which is portrayed through the piece of metal. I afraid that we might create havoc if I took out the blade. Not because people think that we want to rob the restaurant or something , but they might want to have the blade as well.. huhuhu

Excell, Richardson Sheffield product. Made of hard titanium edge, the cook knife stays sharp five times longer than a conventional blade.

The knife comes just on time as the Eid is just around the corner. I can experiment on the effectiveness of the blade. If it passes the standard that I have made which is sharp enough to cut an amount of meat in a lenght of time, I may consider putting some assessory to the blade. huhuhu

p/s: Abah has got his blade as well. It is proven to be as sharp as tack because maa has cut a  little bit of her finger when she touched the blade. huuu

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A tribute to Mok Raa

October 9, 2009 at 5:00 am (Family)

On the first day of Eid, we had a chance to go to Umi’s house, where we met Umi, her daughter (Kak Nor), her son in law (Abe Azizi), her grandchildren and last but not least Mok Raa..

As usual, when I met my Mok Raa, she would smile at me as she always do and saying that I was only a small innocent kid when she took care of me. Now I have grown a lot.. She would tell Kak Nor’s children that I was about their age when I stayed with her. It really brings back memories, although things was a bit blur as I was just a tiny little kid at that time.

Mok Raa with her smile..

I used to live at Ayah Su and Umi’s house back then, at the end of 80’s and early 90s’. As I came from working parents, my elder brothers, my sister and I was sent to their house. It was when we were in Kota Kinabalu, Sabah, to be precise..

Mok Raa was the one who was in charge of taking care of us. She was our Nanny, our Godmother. According to Mok Raa, I liked to ask a lot of weird questions to everybody including her. “What is that?”, “Why is it like this?” “Why is it like that?” even to the extend that it may be perceived as rude by others.. but not for Mok Raa, she looked it as parts of my learning. That was when the inputs were crammed into my heart..

My mother always says that children of the age below 5 years old gain the most rapid input in their lives. They are fast learners at that time although the production part might come in later part of their age. As for Mok Raa, she was really patient in provided us with our different needs, faced our different split personalities with smile, and loving us without condition. Sometimes we were autobots but most of the times I guess we were decepticons (warid 2009). huhuhu

Thanks from all of us.. We love Mok Raa as well..

Al Fatihah to the late Ayah Su (Pok Su Wi).. His last smile will always be in my heart..

p/s:

  1. Perhaps more elaboration about this entry can be shared as I has quite a blur memory about what particularly happened at that era..  Maybe another entry? huhuhu
  2. I was told that I have a rival who was my sparring partner at that time? We lived together with Mok Raa.. Who was that guy again? huhuhu..

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First love

October 7, 2009 at 6:57 pm (education)

I had a chat with my student in the Facebook who apparently has the same birthday as Abe Hapih’s.. She sent a FB message to my inbox telling that it was her birthday on that day, and the day before was her friend’s birthday who was also one of my students.  So, the conversation went like this..

16:03 S*******
hai..
16:25 Mohd Faiz
hai s*******
happy birthday
16:40 S*******
thanks sir
thanks sir
16:45 Mohd Faiz
how was your class?
16:45 S*******
very dirty
S******* is offline.

ROTFL terbahak2..

Do not get her wrong. Dirty here means that the class got rubbish all over the place. Yes, children of mine are so innocent.  They are just Standard Three kids.. That is one of the sample on cases that I had to face almost everyday for the past three months. Because of all the unintentional jokes, they have made me look younger (awet muda). Am I?

With love, 3 Mesra 2009, S.K. Jalan Raja Muda..

However, it is all over now. I miss their charm and harm.. I’m gonna miss them so much (wiping off the tears).. huhuu.. Hopefully, I will be posted to a school where I can meet sweet students and supportive teachers like I get in my ex-school. Amin..

One could fall in love many times during the course of a lifetime, but the first rush of love always holds a special place in our hearts.

p/s: I am still searching for my true love though… huhuhu

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