~LeT ThE sILeNcE SpEaKs~

~a ReaLisTic RoManTic PerSoN~

noreply@blogger.com (~AziaTi AziZ~) — Sun, 29 Nov 2009 11:53:00 +0000

....is best describe me after taking an online quiz (which puzzled me much til the moment i wrote this entry). Thanks to someone who 'forced' me to take this quiz, I finally get to know myself better (er..I guess la..jgn mara eh Imah). Here's the actual result:

You Are A Realistic Romantic
It's easy for you to get swept away by romance...But you've done a pretty good job keeping perspective.You're still taken in by love poems and sunsets. You just don't fall for every dreamy pick up line!

Ok la kn? Not hoplessly romantic (yerk..sgt menggelikan *muntah*) and not too realistic (yang membosankan). Hohohoh...Wanna try it out too? Feel free to take this test.Bukan la encouraging sangat tapi tak salahkan untuk hilangkan stress keje (coz I know ader orang yang curi2 baca blog ni time keje..hohoho). Here's the link:

http://www.blogthings.com/areyouromanticorrealisticquiz/

Happy trying peeps. Do share with me you result eh..

Pen-off.

MayBe...I AM

noreply@blogger.com (~AziaTi AziZ~) — Sat, 28 Nov 2009 03:05:00 +0000

I think I am starting to loose myself. It's a cruel battle, but it is an important one. Maybe it's true afterall that I am scared to move on to the next chapter of my life. Somehow, things are just getting too fine and strangely, they freak me out. I am clueless of what I am supposed to do next. As I laid on my bed in the middle of the night, I realised that I am scared that history will repeat itself. I foolishly and purposely tried to make you hate me, though I didn't know why I did that. Maybe because you're so kind to me so I decided to test your kindness? God, I am too scared. Because of that, we are left with broken chatters. I could feel it. We're becoming strangers to each other, aren't we? If I ask you to stay, be with me, encouraging me to trust myself and you more, would you be there for me? or would you shun yourself away from me just like what had happened before? I know I should ask you these long time ago..but I was just too scared (and still, I AM right now). Maybe, it's because I've grown to like you??? God, I've gone bonkers, I know.

If I ask you to stay...would you go away?

soledad....maybe I am.

~I BeG To DiffEr~

noreply@blogger.com (~AziaTi AziZ~) — Wed, 04 Nov 2009 23:03:00 +0000

Since I obtain my degree from overseas, my prowess of English and my pedagogy skills are often under scrutiny. Most people expect that I will pronounce every word in the most traditional and in Queens English manner, and that I know every single English word and on the top of all, my grammar is flawless. Of course, I don’t. That means, I often subjected to criticism, reprimanding me that I am such a waste of the government money.

I am expected to make my students, (who happen to have poor English proficiency) pass the 111/9 SPM paper, even when I first took over the classes, most of them were struggling to distinguish the correct use of WH questions, let alone coming out with a simple and proper sentence in English.

When I made simple homophonic errors (which I often do), please be informed that I am a human being, thus, mistake is one of the principal human conditions. So, please spare me your verbal slams because they hurt. Seriously!

Fine, I readily admit that I haven’t fully mastered the language, so does the art of teaching. However, I can assure you that I have tried my best (and am still trying) to make my language close to perfection and sharpen my teaching skills (finger crossed).

There, I’ve said it. Loud and clear.

But then again….

maybe my complains fell under the deaf ears *sigh*

Think about it peeps. Pen off.

~aLaHamDuLiLLah...~

noreply@blogger.com (~AziaTi AziZ~) — Mon, 02 Nov 2009 23:36:00 +0000

Entah di mana silapnya, rasa diri macam dah semakin hanyut. Waktu qiam pagi tadi, aku berfikir tentang banyak perkara.Tiba-tiba jek menangis. Rasa kerdil sangat. Banyak sebenarnya 'signal' yang ALLAH dah bagi, tapi mungkin aku yang lalai, kurang ambil port sangat.

Alhamdulillah...kerana

1. Aku masih muslim
2. Masih sempat untuk berbakti pada mak ayah
3. Walaupun tahun ni banyak kali accident, tapi aku selamat dan tak mengalami kecederaan teruk
4. Walaupun rumah sewa haritu terbakar, tapi tak banyak barang yang rosak. (melecur sikit tapi masih boleh bertahan..still macho lg..hohoh)
5. Dapat kembali ke Auckland untuk convo (dan jumpa junior2 tersayang)
6. Dapat jalan-jalan ke Sarawak (dan masuk Indon secara haram..hohoho..mmg thrilled abes!)
7. Tiada di rumah sewaktu rumah dipecah masuk. (My neighbour was raped by the intruder)
8. Allah hadirkan kawan-kawan yang baik, menggembirakan dan sempurna bagiku.
9. Dapat students yang sangat mengambil berat dan menghiburkan (er..walaupun slalu migraine memikirkan prestasi akademik dan disiplin derang)
10. Aku masih sihat dan mampu hidup tanpa bergantung pada orang lain

....and the list go on.

Alhamdulillah a'la kulli hal

~ThE Day WhEn I aLmoST GoNe BonKerS~

noreply@blogger.com (~AziaTi AziZ~) — Sun, 18 Oct 2009 00:14:00 +0000

I have seen it on telly or read it in books, but I've never thought it would happen to me in my normal-everyday-life. Not even the slightest! Just when I thought alamada would be a perfect alternative to lazying around with my friend (apart from midvalley of course) things went unexpetedly. I was 'ambushed' by my auntie and dear cousin. Being a normal human being whose survival skills was never undoubtedly questioned, my survival instict quickly resolved to several options:

1. Pretend that I did not notice them (yer la..terang-terang dah nampak derang terpacak depan McD..boleh ke wat2 tak nampak lagi? Next option please!!)

2. Pretend to pass out (considering the rate of my heart beat when I saw them, this seemed to be the best choice..tapi segan r nak pengsan2 depan orang rmai)

3. Run away...FAST!!! (and leave my friend there alone? Nope, seemed to be unwise)

4. Stay calm, smile and act cool (which I did...finally)

Thank god, things eventually turned out ok. Thanks to someone who managed to stay calmed, I was spared from an embarassing pass out in public event. Memang super cool semalam. Though I am reluctant to admit it...'dier memang cool'

p/s: should scout for another place to lepak2 next time

Pen-off.

~hE aNd Me ThInK aLiKe~

noreply@blogger.com (~AziaTi AziZ~) — Tue, 13 Oct 2009 02:33:00 +0000

One of my friends pointed out yesterday that some of my former entries sound almost 90% similar to one of his friends'. Feeling uneasy (or shall I say VERY eager to confirm the former claim?), I decided to have a peek on the blog. There, I was, speechless and unable to believe what I saw. It is true afterall!! Oh tidak!!! We talked about the same issues in a VERY SIMILAR manner of writing. Giler byk yg same. What a pure coincidence! He and me thinks alike. Have you encountered the same experience in your life? Do lemme know about it ya. Think about it peeps. Pen-off.

p/s: Oh God, still x boley nk percaya.

~ThEy WiN~

noreply@blogger.com (~AziaTi AziZ~) — Wed, 07 Oct 2009 05:55:00 +0000

i succumbed to their demand..
ladies and gentlemen,
i hereby humbly announce..
that I own a facebook

*sigh*

(still rse cm x pyh de facebook pn x pe)

~ThEre'LL bE TiMeS...~

noreply@blogger.com (~AziaTi AziZ~) — Tue, 06 Oct 2009 23:14:00 +0000

...when we tend to think about the future...
as much as we think about the past..
...and Iam glad that I could finally let go the vestige of an old memory
alhamdulillah~

~LearNinG To coMproMiSe~

noreply@blogger.com (~AziaTi AziZ~) — Tue, 11 Aug 2009 07:22:00 +0000

Quite recently,i have received many queries about a matter (sorry, I can't really reveal what the thing is all about). Anyway, to answer them, let me start with something that I love..a quotation.

"a woman without her man is nothing"

do you agree? well, i reckon that most of the female readers are fuming with anger upon reading this, no? okay, try to read again. This statement can be read in two different manners namely:

1. A woman, without her, man is nothing.

2. A women, without her man, is nothing.

Can you spot the difference? A comma or a pause could make a hell lot of differences in terms of meaning. People are unique for they think differently and thus, interpret a situation or a statement differently. So, make yourself clear whenever you want to voice out your intentions or opinions. Never assume that the other party could understand you. (er..ok, maybe some could if they have telepathic power). Do not afraid to say what you mean or mean what you say. Make yourself clear. Good luck peeps.

***************************************************************************************

Student: "teacher,today i learned a new kata2 hikmah."
Teacher: "you mean, a quotation?"
Student: *scratching his head. perhaps trying to grasp the meaning of quotation* "er..yes. No woman no cry"
Teacher: (ches, hampeh tol)"oh really? i've learned a new quotation too. No man no migraine"

Later, both teacher and the student were laughing non-stop.

p/s: have you figured out the 'matter' by now? read between the lines. Huhuhu~

Pen-off.

~SooN iNsHaLLaH~

noreply@blogger.com (~AziaTi AziZ~) — Tue, 28 Jul 2009 23:17:00 +0000

Assalamualaikum and hi everyone

Allow me to apologise for being lethargic in updating my blog.
There are so much things to share yet i couldn't find the time to write.
Being busy? Yes, super busy.
Will put on something soon...inshallah.
For a meantime, be good everyone. Enjoy your days.

~HoPeLeSs~

noreply@blogger.com (~AziaTi AziZ~) — Tue, 23 Jun 2009 23:10:00 +0000

Dear readers

Please be informed that as you are reading this post, i've just few hours ago discharged from the hospital. I was involved in a road accident. I saw a person died before my own eyes yesterday and I could still recall the blood running out non-stop from his head and entire body. The worst part is that there was nothing that I could do to help him. Nothing. Nil. Zilch. I was afterall hopeless. Though Kak Mimi (my housemate) said 'Dah sampai perjanjian dier dengan Tuhan...kita x dpt nk wat pape. Eti pn time tuh dh x sedar" I wish that I could do something, anything to help him. Despite the unbearable pain, I should have just plucked my courage and tried my best to help. I cant stop thinking about it. The image keeps repeating in my head. *sigh*. That's why, here I am, in school, stubbornly attending my classes despite the MC given. I really have to do something useful today. Although I have no idea at all who the victim is, lets spare him an Al-Fatihah.

~HaRaPaN jEk~

noreply@blogger.com (~AziaTi AziZ~) — Mon, 15 Jun 2009 23:06:00 +0000

The changes that I keen to see at present:

1. Cikgu G will stop bugging me - no more unwanted smses, incoming calls, presents and most importantly, stop giving me that 'friendly' a.ka. gatal stares. I don't need one!

2. My students to put extra effort in completing their essays just as much as they love writing up their journal - oh puhleass peeps! Pn Zuraidah might question me over your incomplete essays *muke cuak*

3. Less gossips in the staff room (or shall i said in school? hm~)

4. ..................................................................... er, i really have no idea for the fourth one. One just can't dream too much, can they?

p/s: In the midst of the constant pathetic, have-to bear- trials, I think I found some rays of love. Thanks peeps for all your support and love! I love you all too of course!

~MeNyEraH~

noreply@blogger.com (~AziaTi AziZ~) — Tue, 26 May 2009 23:12:00 +0000

aku lelah
aku ingin mengalah
berikan kasih-Mu Tuhan
agar bisa ku bertahan

~iMmoBiLe~

noreply@blogger.com (~AziaTi AziZ~) — Mon, 25 May 2009 05:33:00 +0000

have you ever walked on a street that leads you to nowhere?
i think i am walking on one..
if only i knew where it leads me...
i need to know...
but i can't say it loud
i'm trapped but i could not escape
my hands are tied and my legs are chained
all i need is a wind of change
so i could smile
and walking for miles

im waiting......

~aKukaH....~

noreply@blogger.com (~AziaTi AziZ~) — Mon, 25 May 2009 05:29:00 +0000

....yang tersalah tafsir?
kembali menjadi musafir
dalam mimpi yang takpernah pasti
tenanglah wahai hati
aku semakin keliru
bila kata menjadi bisu

~GraDuaTioN~

noreply@blogger.com (~AziaTi AziZ~) — Thu, 07 May 2009 18:34:00 +0000

Auckland, 6.35am....

Yes peeps, I'm currently in auckland and had attended my graduation ceremony. I have approximately one hour before I have to shoot off to the airport and catch my flight. *sweating and trying hard to type in a quick manner*

What is so special about the graduation that I'm willing to spend almost RM2256 and fly accross thousand miles just to be present for this event? The answers are simple. The university honours us, the graduands and for a self satisfaction. Alamak, dah ader yang merajuk ke bace statement tuh? ok let me add some more....to meet all the lecturers, friends and of course, huggly wiggly juniors back! (better?)

The university really honours us in a sense that the road in the city is closed and all the graduands have to march their way to the Aoetea Centre where the ceremony takes place. It was awesmoe and cool to march in the city in your regalia, together with other graduands. The people who stood by the road threw flowers, cheer at us and snapped some photos. Surely I can't ask for a better graduation ceremony. Thank God I was in the Universtiy Of Auckland!

However, I cried during and after the ceremony. Firstly because I had a mixed emotion of rejoice + proud + satisfaction. I wish my parents were there, watching me proudly as I was capped by the dean. Luckily Rye and Naim were there with me. They even shed some tears for me. As quoted from Rye ' rase sebak tengok akak atas pentas tuh...dh grad dh akak'. If other graduands recieved flowers, I on the other hand received a pink love shape necklace for my graduation. Oh ya, together with a congratulation card that has a bride and bridegroom dancing together happily on the front of it...hahaha...thanks Rye and Naim. That was cute and of course, hillarious! *smiling*

Apart from the graduation itself, it was good to meet all the people who are of course, close to your heart. I met Sheryll heaps of times, had dinner and lunch with her, even being 'forced' to give a talk to about 75 students teacher. I swear, I almost fainted when she told me that. Eventually, I love sharing my experience with those students, though I received cold stares from some of the students. Anywhere, why should I care? I don't even know most of the students anyway. Some students even asked for my email address and phone numbers as they wanted to post their queries in the future. The juniors on the other hand welcomed me with a heart warming welcome. Nanad and Jenna tried hard to cook a super delicious nasi lemak, Sara with her cool SLR camera who constantly snapped lots of beautiful pictures of me, Teh, who helped me a lot when I wan in need...and others as well...Thank you so much. You guys are really rock!

God, I really need to stop now. Have a pleasent days ahead. I can't promise you readers to update any entry soon. So, till we meet again some other time. I leave you with heaps of love and good prayers. Pen-off.

~HaVe yOu...~

noreply@blogger.com (~AziaTi AziZ~) — Sun, 05 Apr 2009 07:45:00 +0000

...ever tried something new that you've never thought you would do one day? Well, I did. I did perform traditional Malays and Bumiputera dance in front of the crowd!!! For those who know me..could you guys ever believe it?

Seriously, I couldn't understand how my school management works, but they eventually sent me to a teather and dancing course last week. So, there I was, stood blankly ibn front of the coaches as they thought me the traditional Malays, Indian, Sumazau and Iban dance. It was extremely difficult at first as I had never dance before in my entire live. As one of the coaches once told me "awk ni keras cm kayu". You see, even the male teachers were better off than me at first. Since I could no longer stand the sarcastic comments and decided that I had enough of those frustration stares from the trainers and teammates, I had to kiss my previleage of sleeping on the comfy bed in my hotel room goodbye and practised the steps and movements of each dancing. After much of hardwork, tears and sweat, I finally managed to dance in front of the crowd without any hesitation. Hohoho. It was unbelievably great. That of course, suprised all the trainers and my teammates. Im not fond of dancing though...but when I was sent to attend it, I did it wholeheartedly.

We tend to think that we can't do something without even bother to give it a try first. I am ashamed to admit that I did have such notion when I first stepped into the training room. Im glad that I've learned something throughout the course. Never give up and never say never. Give yourself a chance to explore and experience something novice in your life. If you fail for the first time, try to do it again and again and again. Afterall, practice makes perfect. Think ab0ut it peeps. With that, I pen-off.

~10 WaYS To aVoiD gaTaLNeSs & MiaNgNesS~

noreply@blogger.com (~AziaTi AziZ~) — Mon, 16 Mar 2009 22:45:00 +0000

It was 10.25 am in the morning. Somwhere in the staff room, a teacher was devising a brilliant plan to avoid the increasing of gatlness and miangness that she has to face each day. She came out with some resoulutions:

(1) Do not wear sexy clothes - what the heck? So far I'd always with my baju kurung.
(2) Do not walk alone- Sometimes it is inevitable for your timetable and your friend's one are collided. Maybe I should put walk with your teddy bear instead of friends?
(3) Pretend that you're sleeping/ busy- Ok, I choose busy for this case. I'm always busy, yet the teachers kept bugging me.
(4)Be bold and tell the teachers that you're not comfortable with them bugging you- Haven't I once said to one of the teachers "Cikgu jgn la gatal sgt...sy tak selesa la"
(5) Wear a "Saya anti Cikgu Miang" T-shirt during sport practice- Bolehkah? Cam poyo jek
(6) Report it to the principle or PK or perhaps, their wives- ..and bear bigger gossips? or maybe being chased with a 'parang?' NO WAY!!!
(7) Ask the students to act as your bodyguard- I don't have to ask. The students were protecting me at times whenever I was outside of the staff room.
(8) Ask for transfer - I'm not a person who run away from my problems though, plus, there's a possibility that I might face the same issue again in my new school.
(9) Get married- *chocking* Easy to say than done. Tak boleh.Ada perjuangan yang belum selesai.

So far all these plans were not effective enough. If worse come to worst, maybe I should just jump for the last resolution, that is....

(10) Tell the teachers that you prefer ladies rather than guys -..in other words ' YOU'RE A GAY'

God, I really can't stand the gatalness but I don't know how to handle this problem. Can somebody shed some lights on this issue?Think about it peeps.Pen-off.

~To MaKe ThiNgS cLeAr....~

noreply@blogger.com (~AziaTi AziZ~) — Fri, 06 Mar 2009 14:49:00 +0000

I think this ballad says it all...

tatkala rindu berbisik
dan bilamana sang arjuna merisik
tidak sekali aku terusik
hatiku masih beku
dingin bak salju
belum sampai ketentuan Tuhan
hanya DIA dan rasul jadi pilihan

so korang sume still rase kite dilamun cinta?hehehe...think about it peeps..pen-off!

~aS if IT is a CurSe...~

noreply@blogger.com (~AziaTi AziZ~) — Sun, 22 Feb 2009 08:51:00 +0000

I dont know why, it seems that each time I am happy, there would always be something that jeoperdise it. As if I've been cursed, the happiness had never lasted for long. Sekarang ni saya sangat-sangat bahagia and I always smile (I can't tell you why..maybe not now..sorry readers) but I'm so afraid that something, someone or perhaps time would snatch the feelings. Ya ALLAH, rezekikan aku dengan kebahagiaan ini. Namun, sekiranya kebahagiaan ini bukan milikku maka KAU ambillah ia sebelum aku terbiasa dengannya. Ketenangan dan kebahagiaan ini sangat meresahkan. I'm crazy, I know. I'm entering a new chapter in my life. Alhamdulillah. Pen-off.

~a CoNfeSsIoN... of a CoLd HeArTed Me~

noreply@blogger.com (~AziaTi AziZ~) — Sat, 14 Feb 2009 14:18:00 +0000

I have never been that far
although I have never been that close
you might think I was an ignorance soul
but I did know things
though without you I almost parish
yet, I couldn't afford to be selfish
there might be things that I forget
but never once I hold any regret
you mould me upon becoming whom I am today
a wiser and more matured me
a person who choose to try
rather than to cry
a person who choose to stand strong
even when all goes wrong
and because of that
I thank you for the fond memories
wherever you are and whatever you do
be good..and be happy

*********************************************************************
student: Teacher, nah chocolate...
teacher : Chocolate? *blur* er...thanks
student: Ye la..untuk teacher..Happy Valentine's Day *grinning* Mesti teacher sedey kan skrg
teacher : Kenapa plak teacher kne sedey?
student : ye la..sbb teacher kne datang sekolah harini pasal kitaorg. Teacher tak dapat gi dating. Sorry teacher.
teacher : *chuckling* hey, don't be. It's ok really. I don't have any boyfriend pn.
student : teacher tipu. Takkan la orang comel cm teacher xde boyfriend
teacher: buat ape plak nk tipu2. Betol la.
student: tu la teacher. Blajar lg kt luar negara lama2. orang pn tak jumpe teacher.
teacher: *speechless* [am I to be blamed for studying overseas or for not having a bf?]

~To aLL My FrIeNds OuT ThERe~

noreply@blogger.com (~AziaTi AziZ~) — Sun, 08 Feb 2009 23:14:00 +0000

A woman has strengths that amaze men....

She can handle troubles and carries heavy burdens
She holds happiness, love and opinions
She smiles when she feels like screaming
She sings when she feels like crying
cries when she's happy
and laughs when she is afraid
her love is unconditional
There's only one thing that's wrong with her
She sometimes forgets what she worths...

Please remind me in case I forget. Pen-off.

~if iT's ThaT sIMPLe..~

noreply@blogger.com (~AziaTi AziZ~) — Fri, 30 Jan 2009 01:07:00 +0000

1 Message Recieved

Open

Kay:
Salam, hey, asl senyap sunyi jek?Hows life as a REAL Tchr?

Me:
Survivng n still jugglng with workloads. the kids r awesome, but.. de cikgu G

Kay:
cikgu G?

Me:
Cikgu gatal gler. Miang. MayB I should juz clorox him bits. kaC tgl miang dier.

Kay:
hahaha. x surprsg at all 4 cuties like u. hey, ko bgtau ko single mingle ke kt dier?

Me:
gler, xde keje aku wat announcemmnt aku still single.ari2 de cikgu2 tnye, aku jwb sejujurnya r. i guess he heard.p/s: im not dat cute..plz r

Kay:
yes, u do. kalo x nape aku jeles kt ko dlu kjp.hahah. nway, cpt2 cr guys n kawen, abes citer.

Me:
u did? jeles at me? whoa. asl aku x tau pn? hey, it's not dat simple k 2 find good guys these days

Kay:
dun C wuts so biggie 4 u. U r CUTE n baik. Sure rmai nk. Ko jek x tau. Hey, kalo ko ckp ko nk kawen, rmai kot msk. hehehe. u juz need 2 throw a dice n choose.

Me:
X baik r ckp cm2. ni bkn game weh. it's not dat simple.

Kay:
ye la syg. I gurau je. Hey, pe cikgu G tu dh wat kt u?

Me:
pnat r nk txt. u giv me a call r. nnt i tell u da rest

(kay gave me a call n we talked for almost an hour...hehe)

~aGaINsT aLL OddS...~

noreply@blogger.com (~AziaTi AziZ~) — Mon, 26 Jan 2009 03:07:00 +0000

(When was the last time I updated my blog? Two weeks ago? Gosh!! How I miss putting up a new entry! I'm so sorry peeps, the Internet seems unable to penetrate the quantum of my new place. Hence, I wont be able to write down something as often as I did in the past years)

The school was old, but I was new. Unlike many of my friends who had received warm welcome from their principal, I have never had a chance to even experience it. On the day I reported myself to the school, the principle greeted me with "Cikgu baru lagi? Awak dari mana pulak ni? Kami tak dapat pun apa2 surat tentang kedatangan awak ke sekolah kami" I felt so much dejected and rejected. It was surely not a good kickstart for your teaching career aite? So, while I was trying hard not to cry, I put on my smile and explained to her that I had been asked to report duty at the school and showed her my letter. She quickly skimmed my letter and eventully smiled when she learned about my option. "Eh, awk ni opsyen BI rupanya. Kami memang dah lame tunggu cikgu bahasa inggeris. Selamat datang ye ke SMK Sungai Besar" Whoa...siapa yang sangka that your major really plays a crucial role in making you be welcomed to the school?

So, there I was. In a small town, very far away from the rest of my family and friends. I was posted in a place that is located at the end of Selangor boarders. You have to drive for nearly an hour to get to the next town, which is Kuala Selangor. It takes only 45 minutes (or less) to reach Teluk Intan from Sungai Besar. In less than two weeks, almost everyone in the school and shopkeepers in the pekan knew me. "Cikgu Inggeris yang baru datang tu" " Cikgu yang jalan laju-laju tu" "Ala, Cikgu Aziati yang yang suruh kita cakap Inggeris tu" were among the remarks that that I often heard about me..[okay, accidentally heard!]. Oh ya, there's another one "Cikgu yang terjatuh kat tangga masa perhimpunan tuh" Yes!! I did stumble and fell on the stairs when the principal called out my name as she wanted to introduce me during the assembly. Oh, malu giler!!! There goes my new resolutions for this year!!!

You'll be shocked to learn that the students' proficiency is surprisingly very low. I remembered when I had to enter a form four class for relief and asked them "Can you understand me?" The students stared at me blankly. Finally, I wrote on the board "Can you understand me = Adakah awak semua faham saya?" and the students immediately said "No!![oh, tau pulak no tu tidak ye] Cikgu, cakap la bahasa Melayu kitaorang tak faham la" before someone shouted "cakap jawo ke" and someone else added "cakap banjar pon ok" I didn't know whether I should cry or laugh. There were quite a number of Chinease students who could not understand English and have poor vocabulary of Bahasa Melayu. I couldn't make them to understand me, nor did they make me to understand them. So as a last resort, I made myself to learn Mandarin instead. Thanks to Hanafi, a form four students who apparently attended a Chinese vernacular school before, I got myself a new lau ser to linguify my Mandarin. hohoho. In return, I voluntarily tutored him English.

Oh ya, the school assigned me to be the form teacher for 4A6, also known as 6 Jahanam. Some teachers even called the class as the National Zoo. My class was isolated from other forms (dont ask me why). When I first entered 4A6 last Friday, I could hear monkey sounds, chirping birds, and thousands of other unidentified sounds from far away. As they saw me walking into the class, they greeted me with "cikgu, cikgu yang jatuh kat perhimpunan hari tu kan?" instead of the normal "Selamat pagi cikgu" or "Good morning teacher". What a blast! hahaha. So, as expected, the class proficiency is relatively low as well. Hence, I wrote some english words on the board and asked them to draw in their books. I knew it was so like primary or kindergarten things to do, but I just didn't know where to start in just 30 minutes, and during the last period. Sume orang pun dah takde mood nak belajar. We later played hangman and of course, made so much noise that might disturb other classes. Thank God, our class was quite alienated from the rest of other classes.

Apart from being assigned with 4A6, I was made responsible for other posts as well. Here's the lists so far:
1) Jurulatih [or perhaps jurulEtih?] olahraga
2) Ketua Penyelaras Bahasa Inggeris tingkatan 5
3) Guru Penasihat Kelab Badminton
4)Pengurus Pasukan Bola Keranjang Sekolah
5) Ketua Projek Nilam
6)Ketua Unit Siar raya PSS sekolah
7)Ketua Unit Elit Bahasa Inggeris for PMR and SPM (I have to come to school every Saturday for the extra classes)
8) Jurulatih pasukan pantun sekolah. (Darn, apparently some of the teachers spied on my certs)
9) Jurulatih silat (okay, I have to start hunting for my silat uniform. Cant remember almost all of the pencak..ches)

......and the lists go on. I cant remember all my jawatans and I've been told to expect more to come. I'm still not sure how and where to start. I hope that I would survive somehow and give my very best in all my undertakings.Wish me luck and spare me some prayers. Until we meet again peeps. With heaps of love, I pen-off.

~Why God DoEsN'T waNT To HeLP PaLeSTiNe?~

noreply@blogger.com (~AziaTi AziZ~) — Sun, 18 Jan 2009 09:47:00 +0000

...asked one of my roomates once I finished explaining about the history of Palestine to them. It began a with a thought expression session of the gruesome of war in Gaza at first, but later, I ended up elaborating about the whole history of our holy land, Palestine. Thanks to my ISK talk that I had attended before in Auckland, alhamdulillah, I managed to deliver some crucial parts of the history. What should I reply? Seriously, I had no idea. So I humbly said, wallahualam.

Now, given it a thought, I came out with some assumptions to answer her question:

1. Perhaps ALLAH wants to award the mujaheedin with 'pahala' for their patience and jihad.
2. Perhaps because we, the muslims are still divided and have no desire to unite as one . Just see how the Saudi Arabia, Jordan, Egypt and Labenon turned their backs about this issue. They are supposed to be the first ones to help their brothers and sisters in Palestine.
3. It can also be that we muslimss did not bother to even spare the mujaheedin some prayers. Some might do, but how about the majority of the world? Sadly, most of us are still purchasing the US and Israel's products. *Sigh* Would it be a day when all the muslims pray for the mujaheedin everyday and decided to completely and wholeheartedly boycott the goods and foods that come from the US and Israel.

I don't really know what to say. They are just merely my assumptions. They can be wrong though. Let's at least spare some prayers for the Palestinians. Kenapa? Supaya jika disoal di akhirat kelak, apakah yang kita sudah lakukan untuk mereka yang berjuang di jalan ALLAH, kita tahu, kita ada jawabnya. Inshallah. Think about it peeps. Pen-off.