Thursday, June 9, 2011

Lots of things to tell you.....

Hi! Just returned from Beijing last Tuesday. My first impression, I hate China. All because of the toilets. So smelly. Luckily,my husband carried an empty bottle anywhere we went. I could not enjoy the beauty of the palace because I didn't have enough sleep. I was like uggh, what's so special about China. The next day, it was like I woke up from my sleep and I had a very clear picture about the place and the people. Well, the people are not bad. Some of them are very handsome and pretty especially the Muslim ones. I really admired their skin, very fair and smooth. They have a stern look but when we smiled, they would smile back at us. Not like our Malaysian Chinese, many of them look so arrogant. I don't know, may be I met most of the people in China the good ones. They loved my son. He got a jade as a gift from one of the managers there. Now about shopping experience. If you want to buy things, better buy from the street hawkers. Although they keep forcing you to buy their things, it's still ok. If you know how to bargain, you can buy many things from them. A few of them are very old but vey honest. They will return the balance although you don't have the heart to take the money. You will think the things that the old hawkers sell are very cheap. When you go shopping at the market make sure you really, really lower the price. It's like they give you 70% discount or more. I also got bad news there. I went to have a free foot massage and this person (they call him professor) told me something about my backpain. He said that I will get stroke one day and asked me to have a treatment there. I asked him why my fingers were numbed sometimes. He just answered, that's the early symptom. He told me that my back had a bloodclot already and it was bad. Last time an old woman told me that I will become paralysed one day and now "stroke". I was sad but the boy who massaged me was very naughty. Not only massaged my feet, he also massaged my head, my shoulder and my back. I had to close my hands to my body so that he could not touch the front side. He told me that he could massage me better without my tudung. I told him that I couldn't take it off. My husband said,"Apasal dia urut awak lebih-lebih". May be that boy heard what the professor had said and he tried to help me. Think positive ok! I think I will come back to China....I don't know when. My husband is worried about me and he doesn't mind to take me there again to have that treatment. I am scared. I cannot imagine what will happen to me in the future but for the time being, just stay cool and be happy. It's like everything will be ok. InsyaAllah. One more thing. It's about Nur kasih the movie. I haven't watched it and I don't want to watch it. It's sad ending and I don't think I can accept it. Bye and take care ok.....

Monday, May 16, 2011

Happy Teachers' Day

Hi! My lucky day today. Got a present from Pn. Soon. I don't think that I deserve to get it this year but as old people said,"rezeki jgn. ditolak, bala jangan dicari". Thank you so much...it's so lovely. Lisa, our SMKTI Sweetheart, thanks for the Happy Teachers' Day cake. I love it, so did the teachers. It was so damn good. I had to read her card in front of all teachers, all because of Pn. Soon left her glasses in her room. No problem babe. I thought she had forgotten her teachers here but she is still our sweet Lisa Teo. Farain, Azizi, Hidayat and Azizi came to school today. So proud to see all of them. But there's someone in my mind, CCT. He didn't wish me this year. May be he's so busy with his work as a supervisor. I don't know what is in his mind. Mr Tan kept asking me to advise him. I think it's ok if he wants to work, he's not a study type. But when I think it over, he is just wasting his time by working. He should take any course that he likes, let say "ICT". Just take that course. Get a degree or at least diploma first. He will get a better payment. As a SPM holder, he will only get around RM1000 ( I think that's the maximum he can get). I don't know but I don't like people to bully him or use him. I know he enjoys doing his work but please think of the payment. He should think of the long term. Haiii....he will grow up one day, hopefully.

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Bacalah, bacalah mari membaca

Hi! I think someone unwanted reading my blog but it's ok. I have problem with my eyes,not only long-sighted but also short-sighted now. I just realized it last Saturday. Need to check my glasses. Yalah, at this age you will face this kind of problem. I love eating now. I ate a lot at the canteen. After eating the rice with all the lauk, I would order something else. Not to mention, the food inside my fridge. I love eating cakes and last time I bought durian cheese cake at Secret Recipe. Yummee, yummee, yummee...lucky my metabolism is still high, if not I will become fat. When I told my pupils that I am 41, they did not believe it. They said I looked like 30 something. Ouch, that's old. My beloved husband said I look like 25. Love you hubby. Muaah. I always want to look young in front of my husband. He always makes me happy. Not that he's a joker( he is not good at it) but he always be by my side. I am not good at certain things but he always helps me out. He completes my life.... he makes my life perfect. We are different but our difference make us a perfect couple. May be after 15 years of marriage, both of us can accept as who we are. I will cover his weakness and he will cover mine. We help each other. I am so grateful to God for giving me a very good husband. God did say,"If you are a good woman, you deserve to get a good husband. If you are bad, you will get that type of person to share your life!" I think I sound like a marriage counsellor now. So....bye

Saturday, April 23, 2011

Hi! Don't know how to start. It has been so long.......so many unexpected things happened. My life is not same like before but I am so happy with my life now. I got back my old self. It some sort "Nobody can stop me. I will do anything that I think it is right". I don't know how I managed to do it but I am really proud of myself now.Puan Soon becomes my menthor. She really supports my work. A lot of work waiting at school but I am happy. Always think positive and be helpful. I love all the pupils at school. Taiko or not, they are my friends. I have Koo Siang Lam who really cares about me. He always said," Cakap siapa kacau lu, saya kasi hantam". The Choral Speaking team that I coached got the third place in the district. It's really a hard work to teach them pronunciation. 35 pupils with different races and attitudes. The boys wanted it to be like this while the girls wanted it to be like that, fuuuuih. The Malay girls didn't want to stand next to the Chinese girls (I really, really scolded the girls, what's wrong with them?) Got gatal sms from a very old man. He taught my uncle who has already retired. Can you imagine how old he is. I never replied his message and never answered his calls. My husband was so angry at him......but now everything is ok. My problem now is my darling, Ahmad. I went to see the headmistress last Friday. She praised my son. I told her that I am so proud of my son. He has problem with his speech (stammer/gagap and pelat) but that never stop him to throw out his voice in his class or anywhere. I pray to God that one day my son can speak well but if he still has that problem, who cares....he is still my son. He is not the only one in this world who has that problem. Bye.......

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Toche!

So damn tired. Tired! Tired! Tired and tired. Don't know how to say it but I am so tired. My colleagues are the best. They worked hard to fulfill someone's crazy idea. But I have to admit that I got benefit from this project. The BBM room is superb. Bilik APD, library and Bilik Gerakan have airconds. Not forget to mention the sliding windows. Soon, we will have new curtains and skirtings for the library, Pusat Akses and Makmal komputer. Toche! Toche! Toche! I love my 3A librarians (Shin, Ying, Tan, Steven and one more girl- sorry I forget her name), they were so cool. Felt to hug all of them (including Steven) today. I didn't make the wrong choice. They did not mind when Pn.Soon scolded them this morning. Pn. Rohana was absent, so they wanted to go to the library to help me but this nyonya said that they must stay in their class. Ada ka patut? But these girls answered her back. Aiyaa, these girls are very smart. She should not worry about them. She should thank them for being so helpful. If there's a teacher in their class, I will make sure they do not miss their p&p. A few 2A librarians did help me. Oh yes. I did ask all the 5PA macho boys to help Pn. Zana to put tikar getah at BBM room and arrange the things like cupboards, books, old machine, computer, etc. They were so good especially Wong. I will give him a treat later (that's my promise). Thanks for the wonderful work...I really appreciate it.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Hi!sorry for being a bit emotional yesterday. May be because of the hormone changes...Lots of work to do. At school, at home...sometimes I feel to run away from all these but hey this is my challenge. Must face it only I have to take a deep breath when something unexpected happened. Fuuuh!!!lucky I have Christopher, Zainul and Haq to help me at the library.They were my ex pupils.Christopher helped me a lot. He painted the wall. He didn't want to take his lunch although I forced him to. He just want to make sure he finished his work first. Who said teachers and pupils cannot be friends. I don't like the gap. Yes, pupils must respect us but treat them like our own families. Share their jokes and problems. May be share their secret...Yesterday, someone tapped me on the shoulder at Giant. Only one person dared to do that. Yaah, Wang Siow Sing. While waiting for his STPM result, he worked there with his friend. He told me that he will come back to SMKTI when he has become an engineer. Fuiyooo...Last week Mr Tan asked me about Chong Chan Tung. I told him that I had no idea. Then he started pop pep pop pep, yalah he has a colourful life in KL......really enjoys himself there...No comment! Actually I do not keep his phone number. Someone told me something........bla!bla!bla! It's ok lah. As long as he can take a good care of himself. I will be very busy with my work, just stay cool ok!!!!

Thursday, January 13, 2011

A tribute to Dato Yaacob Ideris

Hi! Someone sent me a message about Dato Yaacob's death (car accident yesterday). He was my principal at my former school. He's the best. He loved his pupils like his own children. When I was in Form 5, he made sure there's a show to entertain us. His style opened my eyes to study for my SPM (although I just had 5 and a half months to study). I didn't feel any pressure. Just want to study and give my first grade result to my beloved parents. I knew some of my friends didn't like to see my changes but this was about my family, my parents. I still had hu ha hu ha time with them but I knew my limit. First grade was my priority. Before the school closed, all of us had satay. He just wanted us to be happy. My last day at school, Jepun and I ran to see him. I thanked him for every thing he had done. He just said," dah jangan nakal-nakal lagi" and smiled. We shouted happily after he left us. Then, after a few years I had problem with my posting. I aimed to go to Sarawak but my mother didn't allow me. She was not well at that time. So, my parents and I went to Education Ministry at Damansara to see anyone to help me. We were sitting at one place didn't know what to do and suddenly I saw him. I called him,"Cikgu". He looked at me and smiled."Buat apa dekat sini?" I told him my problem. Then, he asked me to follow him. We went to his room and he kept all my letters. Before I left, he asked me to send his regard to all my friends. I closed his door and I saw a label on it, KETUA PENGARAH SEKOLAH-SEKOLAH ASRAMA PENUH. I was impressed. No wonder he's not a principal anymore. Then, I got the offer to teach at SMK Sains Selangor Cheras. My first school and all because of his help. Thank you and al fatihah for you, Sir. May your soul among the good ones. Oh my God! I want to cry again.......