<..: Retreat II :..>

Nothing much or significant happenened during the holidays...usually me and hubby will head off to Tioman but last year's experience of missing the boat and because of high tide, we brushed it off this year. So what did I do for the last 4 days? On Sat, we wnet to JB to shop coz Mummy wanted to cook Nasi Lemak for Monday's rendezvous. It was normal except for the fact while I was making fun of this 'Indian Tenderloin and Striploin', I turned and saw this man carrying two horrendously looking snakes. It scared the wits out of me. I was running to my mummy and I nearly burst into tears. It was such a shock! Anyway, Papa and Najib were happy coz it means less shopping from me and Mummy. We continued to look for soda ...and guess what the man appeared again! So what to do? Me and mummy left Najib and Papa to pay and we scooted off to the car and locked ourselves in! Stupid Giant! You think it's exotic to bring these creatures in ah? Papa being the protective one wanted to lodge a complaint but he couldn't find any managers on duty (maybe they are having reunion dinners) ... On Sunday, me and Najib bummed out at home. Going from TV to TV from living room, to our bedroom to our studyroom and the cycle continues. Told Najib it's been a long time since we stayed at home and do nothing but watch TV. Watched SEPET...it rekindles memories of courtship days and I cried in the end! Such a moving story but ugly and high-nosed Sharifah Amani. Well, Monday was a lil bit different. We went for a picnic at East Coast with Mamu Jamal's family. As usual...we ate and ate...swam and swam...and ate and ate again...I think we did it for like three times. We had a competition in the swimming pool ...our record was 259! We also had a family against family game of badminton with a beach ball... Just like the Thailand against Spore game... our referee was RAFIchandran. Kelong ah! Our Kasim Khan family lost...why? Rafichandran is on Mamu Jamal's family side and he said if he doesnt let them win...he kena walloped! It's always fun when the 7 of us meet... Rahim's wife was busy with her two kids and Farouk's wife was tak larat pasal nak dekat beranak...so it was just us folks...Me, Murni, Siddiq, Najib, Farouk, Rahim and Firdaus. We had a 'whale' of a time in the pool till about 9. Semua kembang bila keluar! Left quite early, tired out aand also there were many cicaks...cannot stand it! Yesterday...another bum out day! This time it was me and me alone! Watched TV and finished up my exam papers! YAHOOOOOOO! At last! Fell sick and today I am on MC. In two hours from 930 to 1130...I went two doctors...GP in Bt Batok and Gynae in Thomson Medical...den to West Mall to get my prescribed drug...
Well what am I going to do now? I don't know...still got my appraisal report and my IT course stuff to do...Oh yeah...lesson plan...! Shucks! Better get it done before the day ends!

I have said my piece!

Saturday, February 17, 2007

finally an animation created by a Malay for the Malays...
watch this... it's darn hilarious!
(pls be patient with the video, after all it's YOUTUBE)

while still on the topic of Malays, allow me to present you a thesis on the study of SOME Malays that I know of.

Just yesterday, I got pissed with my students. Told 'em to read a book of no less than 50 pages and guess what one replied...ok ah cikgu saya cari buku yang betul-betul 50 mukasurat. I kept my cool and then a homework I gave...told 'em to decorate and most came back undecorated coz they said ... dah buat apa...buat apa nak hias-hias... hmmm so I blew my top... a lonnnnnnnggg lecture ensued just after the comments...I don't want to elaborate on that nagging session coz it really makes my blood go upstairs! These people ah! Self-sufficient! Do the minimum and then can't be bothered.

Then... another one...a family of 1..2..3...4..5....alamak uncountables...father and mother not working. DependS ...notice the present tense... on the school and teachers to provide their daily necessities. Why? Father says ... PEPS has good teachers and PEPS always help those in need! Yeah Yeah blah blah blah! You mean my parents sent me to school and get an education and then what? I get a job to provide for YOUR family? It's good enough we help AT TIMES because we want your children to come to school...but that doesnt mean we have to set a portion of our pay to support your family right? We, teachers do have a life too...in case some of you don't notice. Yeah yeah yeah we r supposed to be one the most caring people around but that does not mean we have to follow your every whims and wishes. From the last I heard, even MENDAKI refuses to render any more help. Why? Kena retrenched for so long and yet can't be bothered to find work! *sighs* what kind of mentality is this? For goodness's sake, don't shame our community k! The Malays are rising to prominence these days with many top PSLE, O-Level and A-level scorers. Just go to NUS and NTU and everywhere I beam with pride when I see Malays here and there. Of course, I don't deny the fact that there are some low-income families that really needed help. If it's a genuine case, we truly sympathize with them. We will surely go all out to provide them a better life.

But to the others who refuses to get out of their slums coz if they do, they will be void of any more help., WAKE UP LAH DEY! We don't give alms every single day! Not a single human in this world is prepared to do charity every single day...

I remember these words from a famous philosopher.. "I bet these scums will be swimming in their circle of filth and never get out of their wretched solace unless they wake up from their bed of thrash!"

Before I end this short short and meaningful thesis ... I must reiterate that I am not looking down on Malays... just coz I am not a Malay (even though I contribute to MENDAKI every month and will be refused help if I need one). Most of the Malays in my life...and I mean 95% of them lead a fulfilling and gratifying life and I admire the values instilled in them. What I have just brought up in the above document are just some examples of the thrash of society evident in ANY community. I apologize if any readers feel offended by what I have just bentangkan.

Like the Malays always say...
SIAPA MAKAN CILI, DIALAH YANG TERASA PEDAS!

PS: By the way, the famous philosopher is ME! :)

I have said my piece!

Saturday, February 10, 2007

I really don't understand what's the hype all about ...
So what the Singapore team won the ASEAN championship? Why are they regarded and throned as national heroes...for goodness's sake, it's just an ASEAN league...I'm sure we all know how many countries took part in the mini tournament...so what if we have won more than 3 times... I think Singapore team should not even attempt to take part...why? Looking at the teams, all players are natives of their country...THEIR OWN people took part in the team...what about Singapore?

Our Singapore Coach is Radojko Avramovic from Serbia Montenegero. The team also consists of notable foreign players like Daniel Bennett from England, Precious Emuejeraye, Itimi Dickson from Nigeria, Shi Jiayi from China and Mustafic Fahrudin from Serbia.That makes nearly 1/3 of our team already. So what we got a penalty and Thailand made a big hoo-ha over it...so what Khairul Amri scored in the last minutes of the game... so what Noh Alam Shah was named the tournament's most valuable player and walked off with the Golden Boot Award for bagging 10 goals, 7 of which came against Laos? I truly think we are not being fair here... if a country is rich, the country will buy all the excellent players and go on to win every tournament on planet Earth. I despair for the poorer countries who depend solely on the capabilities and talents of their OWN people to bring glory to their home. I think FIFA should look into this matter.
Then just this afternoon, I nearly puked when I heard about a celebration to be held for the team at Vivocity...come on lah...it's just a small teeny weeny league...no need to be so cocky ...not as if it's the World cup...

it was pure luck...*shrugs*

since we are in the romantic mood...we also have the lovebirds...Ronald Susilo and Li Jiawei...
hmm ponder ponder...

I have said my piece!

Thursday, February 08, 2007

PRESENTING...
MY KIDZ!
yeah my own for 2007...

I have said my piece!

Thursday, February 01, 2007

What's the reason for my preference towards sons?

well, to start off...they are quite a handful... I bet if I have twins...my size will be halved if I stay at home to take care of them...either that or I double in size coz I will binge while watching them fight it out among themselves.

well anyway, these two days....some boys made my days a lot more pleasant in school. One whom I shall not state his name, the one who rarely throws a smile and looks glum in my class... I requested them to come for remedial lessons. I also commented on the fact that they are so tired out by activities everyday that having a remedial lesson for them will be torture to them...guess what boy said? "Cikgu, saya kalau nak pergi supplementary class pick and choose... ada cikgu saya pergi ada cikgu boring, saya tak nak pergi...kelas cikgu best...saya mesti pergi nyer!" Coming from a glum looking boy whom I've always thought despised my class... it perked me up...told his form teacher...how I adore him!

then today, during my Dikir Barat...a group of boys came to me and asked..."Napa cikgu tak ajar kelas kita?" I told them although I don't teach them anymore, the teacher who took over is just as fabulous... well they had this to say..."Cikgu we love your class...boleh swap tak?"

I am not trying to blow my own trumpet...but somehow...these words from innocent humans touched me and made me realise why I am here for... Sometimes, ok ok all the time I shout at them and berate them for small things but little did I realise my actions and words do sting in their ears most of the time and thus I feel so much treasured. Boys being boys don't bear grudges the single bit. I scold and shout and scream all I want and at the end of the day everything is back to normal like nothing ever happened. I guess they are the more rational race!

It's been a long time since I've taught the young ones...on every Thursday, I get to meet the P2s and the P1s. Let's just say this...I've lost touch with them... Long are the days where I get boys who hold their crotches just because they want to go to the little men's room , the noisy class of "Cikgu, cikgu!", the thirst for attention by every single of them, the blow wind blow games and the simple act of bribing them with sweets. I felt so 'wanted' with these kids sitting down in front of me and looking at me with innocent big eyes, grabbing my pants, playing with my brooch and whispering to me about their so-called boyfriends and girlfriends. It is so hilariously to see them wanting to go to the toilets just right after recess, struggling with their urge to pee. It is very heart warming to see them holding my hands and asking me for help. Saying goodbye at 320pm every Thursday never fails to make me reluctant to leave the class although a smile is always plastered in my face.

I am so looking forward to the afternoon session...and if ALLAH permits, my very own young one/s by this year...Insya ALLAH.

I have said my piece!

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Saturday, February 17, 2007

Saturday, February 10, 2007

Thursday, February 08, 2007

Thursday, February 01, 2007