Thursday, February 15, 2007

Bercuti ke singapore? Boleh?

This week is tight. Dahla duty, time ni la plak benda pelik2 berlaku...

Sangat pelik sampai nak pick up phone pun x sempat.... nak g bersosial pun x der masa.. (bersosial tu maksudnya g kantin, makan ramai2 sambil sembang2) Ermm... rasa macam nik zainal plak...

Tapi dia dpt RM20k sebulan (well sebenarnya RM19800 je)... norizan keje separuh mati dapat gaji gitu gak..sungguh x adil.

Last nite when et called ajak g jalan2 weekend nih.. i was like..

izan : G singapore lah.. kita nak pegi jauh2 sebab dah penat sgt keje minggu nih..
et : x kisah.. kalau betul boleh keluarkan passport et dari safe deposit box (SDB)
izan : I tot u'll say apa ke jauh beno..
et : cakapjer la nak g mana et x kisah, et sponsor
izan : passport eh? iskkk


well the truth is.. i dunno where my passport is.

normally smer barang-barang berharga sy taruk dalam satu clear box. masalahnya dengan box tu pun dh "clear".. mana eh? sangat penatla nak selongkar bilik cari passport. tu kurang2 mau separuh hari punya kerja...

moralnyer... kena selalu g obersea la baru passport x misplaced..

soklannya... ada sapa2 nk sponsor? hehehe

Thursday, February 08, 2007

A boy and his kepala-hangin teacher

At my age and being single, money is not priority anymore. Self-satisfaction comes first. therefore bila ada ada org offer suh buat tuition, my soklan wajib was..."students datang x?"

I turned down offer from my colleague atas sebab2 yang dah penah ditulis dlm entry sblm nih...

Offer from primary schools is diff. As an ex-student I always have some kind of strong loyalty to my alma mater. Also sense of responsibility to the community. Plus I was told the previous attendance was 90%. The next 10% was because parents x pedulik langsung hal anak2.

90% sounds good to me. I m in!

the class was 8-10p.m. monday and tuesday. fornightly.wednesday -replacement for january. tight but have no complain. Mediocre kids. only 10mins break.I dont mind.

Masalah negaranya for the past 2 night i had headache.. I didnt used to ppl speak to each other on the top of their lung, calling names, run noisily instead of walking, and talking non-stop while I m teaching.

Last nite was the last straw.

i pissed off. Tried hard to composed myself. They were quiet. Rasanya dalam kepala mcm2 benda nak sebut. Segala haiwan dalam zoo tu x cukup nak menggambarkan semuanya.. hangin!!!!

Tapi bila tengok muka diorang teringat anak2 sedara yang 14 orang tu... sumpah x sampai hati.

" awak semua comel, cerdik, rajin, bijak, sejuk perut mak awak ada anak mcm awak semua.... *grin ear to ear*

"tapi awk cakap kuat sgt. saya dah tua..saya terkejut. Bolehke cakap perlahan-lahan?"..

"BOLEH CIKGUUU!!!"

*sambil tutup telinga* "uishh kuatnya!!!"

"Boleh cikgu".

Fuhhh pas tu aman dunia.. but there's a boy yang kejap2 bckp, tanya kat org lain dia jugak yg jwb, buat latihan sikit seploh kali tanya soklan yang sama. Nak tulis guna pen ke pensel, nak garis ke x? tulis senget xper ker? pen biru boleh? betul ker saya buat ni (padahall dia tiru kat orang sebelah), besok ada kelas ke tak, homework nak kena hantar ke tak, sapa ketua darjah? umah cikgu kat mana?...

Masalahnya masa tu tgh buat latihan. Sedangkan awal2 lagi I've written down our activities for the day.

Aduhh.. sekali sekala boleh tahan lagi tapi dah kena tegur pun he still byk cakap jugak..hanginnn

"Awak ni hensem tapi kenapa la banyak mulut sangat? ".*ngan volume tahap 3/5*

Dia terus tunduk. Buat latihan diam-diam. Then, masa bincang pasal homework langsung dia x tanya dah. Kesian plak tengok muka dia. Malu agaknya dia kena marah ngan cikgu yg garang nih..

Before dismissed the kids line up and salam and kissed my hand. X bagi perhatian sangat sbb another boy buat salah banyak sangat and I have to attend to him, despite he complained, sedara saya pesan suruh balik cepat..

Diorang ni nak balik, balik je la.. tapi banyak lak lagi nak cakap.. terima kasih cikgu, jumpa lagi, apa-apa la... aduhhh pening2.. hehehe bukan senang cikgu diorang nak instil habit tu...

tapi saya berhenti buat kerja when the boy, after kissed my hand said "terima kasih cikgu sebab tadi cikgu kata saya hensem".

am I?

Nampaknya, eventhough I bet he never read any motivational book, and I strongly think that Dale Carnegie name does not rings a bell to him but his ability to look at the bright side humbled me.

I read somewhere, teaching is a privilege. I couldnt agree more.

Wednesday, February 07, 2007

Kawan yang macam mana?

During my schooldays, everytime before left home for hostel, my parents never failed reminding me to choose friend wisely. They said "Kawan ada macam2. Ada yang setakat jumpa kat jalan. Ada yang boleh di jemput ke rumah dan ada yang lebih dipercayai boleh dibenarkan masuk sampai ke bilik".

I m sure every parents in their right mind would have instil the same values to their children.

As a person, we unconsciously categorised our friends. There is kenalan just to say hai once a while, teman for company when u feel lonely, kawan spend time with you to do things and there is sahabat who be with you through thick and thin, share your happiness, lift u up when u fall down, cheer u up when u down, die for you when they have too.

Last year I learnt a new thing from Pak Wan while accompanying Kak Sal to the primary school nearby. Pak Wan is the headmaster.

He said the different between friendships with our fellow brother/sister and kafirun is " sesama islam persahabatan sampai ke qalbu. sekali orang buat baik pada kita, sampai mati kita terhutang budi sebab kita yakin Dia akan balas setiap perbuatan kita di dunia. Kita buat baik bukan ada udang sebalik mee tapi kita nak keredhaan Allah. kafirun pulak, they be nice to us sebab nak dapat balasan selalunya material la. For exmple toke kedai kemain mesra ngan kita coz we r customer.. "..

Well.. bab kafirun tu mungkin saya kurang setuju sikit. I do have a few non muslim friends yang saya suka dan sangat baik.. a few? what do you expect from some yang sekolah melayu, duk kat perkampungan melayu dan keje kat kampung melayu like me?...

Make short I believe, kalaupun kita x mampu balas setiap budi baik orang kepada kita, the least we can do is, be nice to them.

Ehemmm.. I just knew Ms X complained about Kak Zah dalam meeting. Ulyan's term was "Berbaloh nge Kok Zah hok dale meteng ari tu gak". I wasnt there so I do not know the details.

But then, I strongly feel that apa yg dia bising2 tu was not Kak Zah's fault. Takat jaga students solat apa sangat nak berkiranya? Solat tu.... Besides, masa dia susah2 dulu, be it masalah rumahtangga, bab kena pulau ngan kawan, or bab masalah anak-anak, Kak Zah was the only one who helped her out.

I pitied her.. Misti mak dia x ajar masa kecik2 dulu...

Tuesday, February 06, 2007

unnoticed by all but myself

a normal day.

woke up at _____ (fill in the blank heheh) done my prayer. planned to make nasi goreng ikan masin pas tu kensel coz mommy cepat2 masak (for a very obvious reason, anak dia bab masakmemasak ni kurang berketrampilan sikit). Did one thing I'm good at - basuh kain.

Err.. Its hot and dry now, so I went out to water the plant. Pitiful plants. Continued with basuh kain and at the same time swept the floor.

About to finish hanging the last basket of clothes when my bro clients (mcm ye ye je..) came. Stopped. had breakfast. 3 pieces of banana fritters, a biscuit and a cup of black coffee... dalam pada nak berdiet tu kan..

Et called, informing me that she applied for transfer. Told her I my dream to win ABPBH come to an end

The clients left, continued hanging clothes. Ironed today's baju kurung. A gift from a fren few years ago.

Rummaged around the bedroom but still failed to find UPSR workbook (I swore I had buy it). Did lesson plan. Prepared few worksheets for today's lesson.

Tapau nasi goreng and ikan masin. Enough for 3 persons (makan kena share sebab our motto gemuk biar sama2)..

Was late.. melompat2 g bilik air. Pakai baju, almost tripped on laptop wires.. seploh kali keluar masuk bilik coz once I got in the car ada aja tertinggal. First books, then file, then socks, then notes... tension 28x

Stopped at kedai fotostat.

A very normal day, I might say.

Greet students and colleague on my way to the office.

Congratulate Kak Sal on being Opah. Her daughter-in-law delivered a beautiful baby girl last Thursday. Catched latest news with Kak Zah on Mr Kassim recently deceased mother's funeral. Nora showed her new gorgeous black shoes off. Zana teased me about my oversize sandal (I borrowed it from surau), Sathiya need to know about scheme of work. Kak Laili wanted to know the OPSME progress. Not to forget Kak Norma whose father is in the ICU.

A very perfectly normal routine.

Went up to class. Shikin, Yat and Hafizudin melompat2 towards me ( ye la...kemana lagi tumpahnya kuah) and yelled... "Happy birthday"

And later whole class sang a happy birthday song.. pitching pun lari tapi xperla... hehhehe

Yeah.. today is my birthday. For a the very first time in my life, I dont care if others remember it or not. The fact that I can live another year, granted another chance to enjoy another day means so much to me.

By the way, I've decided to be happy as happy can be.

I am.

After the near death experience, nothing, i mean nothing could make me regret living my life. Not even farawahida who out of the blue won Anugerah Bintang Baru popular whom shattered my dream to win bling bling from Habib Jewels. I voted for Ina Naim. Wasnt everyone?

Well... no regrets.. I'll try again next year.. wuhuu

Friday, February 02, 2007

Yas

I wrote about him last year. I am not going to write about him again..

Anyway I was looking for all my ex-students, including him since the first day school session. His friends gave a very standard answer, "ada..ada.. tadi ada.."

Until today.. they can never lie to their old teacher anymore.

"Where is Yas?"

"I dont know.. he's quit" Amy dropped the bombshell.

"Did u see him? Who are his friends now?"

" Err.... saya dah x kawan dengan dia lagi.."

" ohh... its ok.. if u see him, pls send my warmest regards to him eh..."

*amy angguk2 kepala sambil sengih2*

See... i didnt write about him. What is the use now? That's the path he had chosen.

He chose to be free. Let him be.

Tapi.... err... xder apa-apalah...

coz i promised not to write about Yas anymore. But then, I will never forgive the-his-so-call-friend who changed him from a shy, soft spoken, polite, diligent boy to what he is today.

Did I told u when Yas was in Form 1 2003, he was voted Akhlak Cemerlang by his form teacher?