Been awarded...

Received this cute "award" from Faizly.

Maybe it's not a big award that comes with the title Datuk like the one Shah Rukh Khan received from the government of Melaka, (One 2 Ka 4, filmed in Melaka was not even a hit, ye tak Masni?), I'm still touched by the sincerity of this dear brother of mine. Excerpt of his "award conferment speech" read:

So,I hereby to give away the award to the person I find them very supportive,encouraging,charismatic and the utmost to whom I often share my ups & downs and in some exorbitant grim circumstances throughout my student-life-journey.

* Kak Azra aka my beloved Kakak angkat

Thank you dik!

I hereby pass this "award" on to:

* Kit
* Ahkak Zurr
* Kakaq
* Jaja
* Kak Lela
* Kak Ita & Che Lee

Hope this will help bringing a smile and brighten your day the way Faizly's did mine...

Contoh jawapan...

(Based on actual answers in Pendidikan Islam Tingkatan 4's final exam...)

Nyatakan contoh nikmat kurniaan Allah...
* Sumber air dari sungai yang mengalir dan roti telur

Nyatakan cara lain untuk mendapatkan petunjuk dari Allah selain daripada berdoa
* Berdoa

Hikmah Allah memberi dosa dan pahala pada manusia berdasarkan amalan masing-masing
* Berani buat berani tanggung

Bahagian kefahaman tulisan jawi
* Golongan yang tidak beragama digelar mahar/malahad
* Allah sayang mereka yang menzalimi qiamullail

"Brother, you should be behind me..."

He suddenly cut in the line.
Not right in front of me, but in front the girl who was standing in front of me.
“Hey!,” I almost blurted out loudly, but I turned back instead and looked for hubby. Hubby had just found a table for us, sitting down while attending to our purchases that night.
The guy was an Arab, so I motioned to hubby, pleading him in sign language to ask the guy in front to follow the queue. Hubby shrugged and pointed at the shopping bags instead. Yes, this is Malaysia – we can’t leave our belongings unattended simply like that, and it would be quite a hassle for hubby to come up to me with all the bags and finding another table after that.

I asked the girl in front of me – did the guy in front of her returned to his original position or did he just jump the queue. The girl clarified that it was the latter.

“Why don’t you ask him to follow the queue then?” I suggested.

“Ish, takutlah akak, dia besar…”

“Eh, apa pulak nak takut. Bukan kita yang salah, dia yang salah. Tegur je,” I further encouraged her.

“Takutlah... ”

She was right. The guy was over 6 feet tall, and looked “gagah perkasa”. In contrast, the girl in front of me was rather petite, and could easily pass for a high school student.

“Takpe dik, kita berani sebab kita betul, bukan kita yang salah,” I said just before I tapped on the guy’s shoulder.

He turned back.
“Brother, you should be behind me. There’s a line here in case you didn’t notice, so you should be behind me,” I said firmly.

He did not apologize, but quickly muttered “Okay, okay, okay”. While he did not move from his position, he made way for the petite girl and me to get our respective orders before him.

I looked at the girl, “See, it’s okay. We’re only asking for what is right and we should not be afraid of asking for our right...”

The girl was afraid of creating a scene - she had this image of this guy barking at her or something equally bad if she was to ask him to follow the queue properly. To be honest, I too was rather intimidated by the guy's size. But I guess I could not quell the part in me which simply wanted to shout out "Hey, that's not right!".

Well, at least the Arab guy did not create a scene by arguing back.
At least he did not pretend to be ignorant of the queue and acted bodoh sombong.
At least he made way for us to be ahead of him.
But I have a feeling that this kind of incident would never ever happen in Japan…

Am back...

Sorry for not blogging for so long.
Hope my Muslim readers had had a great Ramadhan and Eid this year.
Been back in Malaysia since 26th September 2008, 4 days before Eid. After 3 years of spending Raya abroad, we really did Raya sakan this year. Mak and Ayah were especially excited to spend their first Raya with three grandchildren - Huzaifah, Humaidi and Uwais, my brother's first born.

Am now posted in Putrajaya, while hubby too gets to be posted in Putrajaya, alhamdulillah. It's not easy for a teacher to get posted in Putrajaya, but as it happened, one ustazah was about to accompany her husband who has been posted overseas, so it was a timely opening for hubby to fill in her vacant post. Besides, male teachers are in great demand everywhere now, thus he got his posting even earlier than I got mine.

Huzaifah is attending Babah and Ummi playschool, not far from Mak's place. Mak said that while he seems to be getting along fine with his schoolmates, he hasn't been communicating with them the way some of his peers are doing. Other three year olds have been asking questions like "what's your name" and "where do you live", which Huzaifah just shrugged off as he continued on playing with whatever toy he got in his clutch then. Huzaifah is so active playing there that not only has his skin turns darker (even berkilat a bit) but the other day, his teacher also reported to Mak that Huzaifah was caught climbing on the small fences separating the classes - which nobody ever attempted before. Well, anyway he seems so happy to be able to jump around after years of staying in a small place like our home back in Asakusa. The day after we were back in Kampung Tunku - both Huzaifah and Humaidi went 'tawaf'ing around their grandparents' place a few times, in a few sessions. It might seem like a jakun thing to do - but understandably so after being confined to a place so far smaller than their current residence...

Humaidi is getting spoiled a lot now - asking to be picked up and 'dukung'ed all the time. His Ayah Lang, my youngest brother Amirul, is a favorite 'victim'. I still do not know what exactly to say when people remarked that Humaidi does not seem to take after neither me nor hubby but looks more like a Japanese kid. Most of the time I jokingly say that he might take after Kimura sensei who helped delivered him.

Been more than a month since my graduation day - will try to post some pics of the memorable day, a few of those taken before we left Japan and some Raya pics later, insya Allah. Can't promise to write often now I'm already back in office and all, but will try to update this blog at least once a week...