Salaaam children of heaven ,
Atuk's mater must be one great woman..at a time when most children did not go to school atuk and his elder brother did..atuk can read jawi and rumi..his brother later became a teacher..we call him pakulong and he has passed away a few years back..i cannot remember before opah or after opah..like i told you all before umi is getting old...warga emas...but i think i am warga diamond...more valuable than gold...hahahaha...
When i was four years old atuk bought a book for umi and maklang..it was a book full of alphabets..and the alphabets were made up of animals , flowers and small girls..i was given an exercise book and a pencil..everyday i tried to copy some alphabets from the book into my book..but dear children..it was a tough job when i did not know how to write an a or a b ...i have no basic in writing ..no teacher to guide me how to write...but i think i must be the cleverest girl in class in standardone at polis depoh school....hahahaha...know why...everyday my english teacher asked umi to match the cards she already made with the animals she put at the back of the class..everyday was like going to the zooooo.....
I was eight years old when i first read book meant for older person..what i mean are novels..thick books a few hundred pages... not ten or fifteen pages..have you come across books by the title 'di lembah penghidupan' or 'di bawah lindungan kaabah' or 'merantau ke deli' or 'tenggelamnya kapal van der wijk' ..i read the first book when i was in standard two and the rest before i went to secondary school...all by pak hamka..i really love his books you know...most of the stories have sad endings...
In cbn i was introduced to books written in english....but mind you... my first book that i found in the school library was or were 'hikayat 1001 malam'..one whole rack was full of them...i read all of them from first night right up to 1001 night....i seldom went to the canteen or tuck shop during recess time...yes children..you guessed it right ..i went to the library...to read books and if could not finish reading it i would borrow it...thus continued my luv affairs with books..from four years old up till now..some fifty years old luv affairs...
Enough of this children ..have to go now..i will continue tomorrow or the day after..as usual please read your quran , exam is just around the corner ..make it a habit to listen to what Allah has to say to you..solat as soon as the azan ends so you can solat on time and dress as a good muslimah does...bye..bye..adios...see you next year...insyaAllah...
Saturday, January 8, 2011
Friday, January 7, 2011
Opah is the best cook for me
Salaam children ,
Have i told you all before that opah was the best cook ..even though she has passed away for me she is still around us..it is not her body ...mind you..but her spirit ,her determination...i will always miss her kuah tauchu even mak alang cannot challenge her cooking..when i was small kuah tauchu and kuah lemak chilli api were our favourites..these two kuah were always on the table..atuk always asked us what kuah we wanted on that day..as usual the answer was kuah tauchu ,lemak chilli api...but sometimes opah cooked asam pedas ,pajri nenas or pajri terung ,kari ,sambal tumis petai , goreng berlada..all were and still are our favourites but opah is not going to cook for us anymore..
We are not rich you know , but atuk always make sure there were at least two types of kuah on the table for us..i know..i know..you will ask ....atuk masakkkkkkkk? no.no..no ..the answer is no ,,,no,,,no..opah was the cook but atuk always asked opah what ikan she wanted that day..aaaaaaaahhhh...those beautiful and wonderful days with my mater and my pater are gone...gone also those lazat and delliciuos kuahs...do you know children for different kuah opah usually used different ikan..for example ikan gerut ,ikan chencaru and ikan mayong were for kuah tauchu..ikan kembong for kuah lemak chilli api..and ikan belanak was special because this kind of ikan/fish opah used for both kuahs....aahh ..i really miss opah and her cookings
Ramadhan was and still is associated with mee goreng /fried mee..who else if not opah..we can buka puasa everyday with mee and yet not bored with this dish..atuk always asked...nak buka apa /you want to break your fast with what dish....meeeeeeeeeee.....we always answered in chorus no matter where we were at that time ..sometimes under our blanckest..sometimes under the mempelam tree playing marbles..
Enough of kuah tauchu and kuah lemak chilli api children..of course all of us can cook these two kuahs but not as perfect as opah my mater..maybe you can learn how to make kuah tauchu from mak lang when we meet her during this eidulfitri..hahahahaha...just wishing you know...like i told you before this year pater is celebrating eidulfitri with his parents.........
I hope you have good news for me ..as usual please read your quran everyday..never miss it ..solat as soon the azan ends..cover your aurat like a good muslimah...adios ..see you soon.....
Have i told you all before that opah was the best cook ..even though she has passed away for me she is still around us..it is not her body ...mind you..but her spirit ,her determination...i will always miss her kuah tauchu even mak alang cannot challenge her cooking..when i was small kuah tauchu and kuah lemak chilli api were our favourites..these two kuah were always on the table..atuk always asked us what kuah we wanted on that day..as usual the answer was kuah tauchu ,lemak chilli api...but sometimes opah cooked asam pedas ,pajri nenas or pajri terung ,kari ,sambal tumis petai , goreng berlada..all were and still are our favourites but opah is not going to cook for us anymore..
We are not rich you know , but atuk always make sure there were at least two types of kuah on the table for us..i know..i know..you will ask ....atuk masakkkkkkkk? no.no..no ..the answer is no ,,,no,,,no..opah was the cook but atuk always asked opah what ikan she wanted that day..aaaaaaaahhhh...those beautiful and wonderful days with my mater and my pater are gone...gone also those lazat and delliciuos kuahs...do you know children for different kuah opah usually used different ikan..for example ikan gerut ,ikan chencaru and ikan mayong were for kuah tauchu..ikan kembong for kuah lemak chilli api..and ikan belanak was special because this kind of ikan/fish opah used for both kuahs....aahh ..i really miss opah and her cookings
Ramadhan was and still is associated with mee goreng /fried mee..who else if not opah..we can buka puasa everyday with mee and yet not bored with this dish..atuk always asked...nak buka apa /you want to break your fast with what dish....meeeeeeeeeee.....we always answered in chorus no matter where we were at that time ..sometimes under our blanckest..sometimes under the mempelam tree playing marbles..
Enough of kuah tauchu and kuah lemak chilli api children..of course all of us can cook these two kuahs but not as perfect as opah my mater..maybe you can learn how to make kuah tauchu from mak lang when we meet her during this eidulfitri..hahahahaha...just wishing you know...like i told you before this year pater is celebrating eidulfitri with his parents.........
I hope you have good news for me ..as usual please read your quran everyday..never miss it ..solat as soon the azan ends..cover your aurat like a good muslimah...adios ..see you soon.....
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
My primary schooldays in the 1960s
Salaam children of heaven ,
I was in standard one when my mater's pater passed away..i can still remember the day when we were summoned to the office as my pater was waiting there..we were laughing along the five foot way to the office..i was told my pater was waiting to take us back to behrang station to meet our opah and atuk...but when we arrived home , my mater was crying as she packed our clothes..dear children,what i did not know was that day was my last day in that school...and so begins my day or rather year of travelling from one primary school to another primary school...
I was at home for the whole of second term of my standard one year..why.. till this day i do not know why..you have to ask atuk that question..hahahahahaha..he is not around anymore...when school opened for the third term atuk took the four of us to skbno..but opah atuk and the rest of the younger children were with them at kl depoh.
Atuk was transferred to sg.besar the following year and that was the end of my schoolday at skbno...when i was in standard five ,once again atuk was transferred to sg hj.dorani ..so we followed atuk and once again i got new friends and new teachers...atuk was once again transferred when i was thirteen years old but this time i was given the opportunity to study in cbn in kl..i was there from remove class to upper six..
That was why i chose usm because i got bored living in kl..i want something new in my life..and i chose pahang to begin my working days as a teacher..and the rest is history..right children..have i told you children that in standard three i was the class monitor because i was the tallest and one of the bersih pupils..what can the teachers expect from children living in the sawah padi/the paddy field..
I was in standard one when my mater's pater passed away..i can still remember the day when we were summoned to the office as my pater was waiting there..we were laughing along the five foot way to the office..i was told my pater was waiting to take us back to behrang station to meet our opah and atuk...but when we arrived home , my mater was crying as she packed our clothes..dear children,what i did not know was that day was my last day in that school...and so begins my day or rather year of travelling from one primary school to another primary school...
I was at home for the whole of second term of my standard one year..why.. till this day i do not know why..you have to ask atuk that question..hahahahahaha..he is not around anymore...when school opened for the third term atuk took the four of us to skbno..but opah atuk and the rest of the younger children were with them at kl depoh.
Atuk was transferred to sg.besar the following year and that was the end of my schoolday at skbno...when i was in standard five ,once again atuk was transferred to sg hj.dorani ..so we followed atuk and once again i got new friends and new teachers...atuk was once again transferred when i was thirteen years old but this time i was given the opportunity to study in cbn in kl..i was there from remove class to upper six..
That was why i chose usm because i got bored living in kl..i want something new in my life..and i chose pahang to begin my working days as a teacher..and the rest is history..right children..have i told you children that in standard three i was the class monitor because i was the tallest and one of the bersih pupils..what can the teachers expect from children living in the sawah padi/the paddy field..
the two dukturahs on their way to the terminal
I am in my room looking at the sky..i wonder whether i will see all of you during eidulfitri this year..this year pater can solat raya ..know what i mean......meaning this year we might not be allowed to celebrate eidukfitri with my siblings....
As usual read your quran everyday ...solat on time and watch your aurat..adios children..see you ...
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
you sow what you plant or it is tanam padi takkan tumbuh lalang
Salaam children of heaven ,
As a muslim i really believe the power of duat/doa ..that is if we want something from ALLAH we only have to raise our hand and ask Him to grant us want we want..sometimes our doa will be granted sooner sometimes later ..it depends upon him..only Allah Knows what is best for us..and sometimes children our doa is not granted at all in the sense Allah does not give us what we ask ..but Allah Bestows upon us His Rahmat..
And this is what happen to me..i was really emotionally disturbed last year because you all know what happened to our family..right children..but alhamdulillah ..thank you Allah..thank you Allah..it seems things are back to normal again..and i hope it stays that way until i die...insyaAllah....
Back to what happened last year to me at my workplace..you know children..during the month of Ramadhan we were given a token from some vip..all of us..if i am not mistaken some 2000 over people was given this special token..the staff from my sekolah was given the task of tagging the guru-guru ,of numbering the guru-guru, the teachers..in short we were given the task of handling the ceremony...as usual the day before the big day ,we were preparing the hall where the event was going to take place...to make the long story short ..one male guru telah menjatuhkan air muka /memalukan my maruah..just imagine my face at that time..his voice can be heard from this end of corner until that end of that corner..
Because of what happened in that hall ,i could not sleep for a few days..i remember asking Allah to tenteramkan my hati..i was crying in my heart without pater knowing it..just imagine children ..i could not luah what was in my heart to the person nearest to me..instead i turned to Allah..prying , and crying ,and asking Him..ya Rabb..ya Rabb..
During the school holidays i came to school because we were asked by our boss ..my duty fell in the first week of holiday and his was on the fourth week..but you know children ..he only came for one day and it was not even in the fourth week...the reason given was his youngest was admitted because his heart was abnormal..and yesterday he and his family went to kl because the child was admitted into ijn ..institut jantung negara..just imagine how shocked i am..
I could not sleep maybe for a week and here it is..he could not sleep maybe for two or three monthssssss...
So dear children.please ..please ..do not sakitkan hati other people especially people who are fasting on that day..or during Ramadhan..i am sure you know there are three types of people whose doa Allah Grants/Makbulkan..and one of them is people who fast..
Dear children of heaven , beware the wrath of musthadaffain..am i spelling it correctly..take care of yourself and read your quran everyday , please solat on time that is as soon as the azan ends watch your aurat...see you ..adios..
As a muslim i really believe the power of duat/doa ..that is if we want something from ALLAH we only have to raise our hand and ask Him to grant us want we want..sometimes our doa will be granted sooner sometimes later ..it depends upon him..only Allah Knows what is best for us..and sometimes children our doa is not granted at all in the sense Allah does not give us what we ask ..but Allah Bestows upon us His Rahmat..
And this is what happen to me..i was really emotionally disturbed last year because you all know what happened to our family..right children..but alhamdulillah ..thank you Allah..thank you Allah..it seems things are back to normal again..and i hope it stays that way until i die...insyaAllah....
Back to what happened last year to me at my workplace..you know children..during the month of Ramadhan we were given a token from some vip..all of us..if i am not mistaken some 2000 over people was given this special token..the staff from my sekolah was given the task of tagging the guru-guru ,of numbering the guru-guru, the teachers..in short we were given the task of handling the ceremony...as usual the day before the big day ,we were preparing the hall where the event was going to take place...to make the long story short ..one male guru telah menjatuhkan air muka /memalukan my maruah..just imagine my face at that time..his voice can be heard from this end of corner until that end of that corner..
Because of what happened in that hall ,i could not sleep for a few days..i remember asking Allah to tenteramkan my hati..i was crying in my heart without pater knowing it..just imagine children ..i could not luah what was in my heart to the person nearest to me..instead i turned to Allah..prying , and crying ,and asking Him..ya Rabb..ya Rabb..
During the school holidays i came to school because we were asked by our boss ..my duty fell in the first week of holiday and his was on the fourth week..but you know children ..he only came for one day and it was not even in the fourth week...the reason given was his youngest was admitted because his heart was abnormal..and yesterday he and his family went to kl because the child was admitted into ijn ..institut jantung negara..just imagine how shocked i am..
I could not sleep maybe for a week and here it is..he could not sleep maybe for two or three monthssssss...
So dear children.please ..please ..do not sakitkan hati other people especially people who are fasting on that day..or during Ramadhan..i am sure you know there are three types of people whose doa Allah Grants/Makbulkan..and one of them is people who fast..
sometimes i wonder how the two of you ending up like this..i mean the physical aspect you know..
hahahahaha...this is the reason why....hahahaha
Monday, January 3, 2011
First day first bell first lesson
Salaam children of heaven,
There are times when i really wish all of you are here at home with me..sometimes i feel i am going to die and that is really when i wish i was only 30 and not 51..sound funny aahhh..today is one of those moments when i feel like crying ...and you know why children..i got stomach ache...hahhahaha....mak andak sent sms last night...no .no.no ..not last night but on new year eve..she said there are ten ways of telling or to show that we are getting old..and one of them is..when we were young we like to eat air..hahahaha..makan angin...sight seing..but as you get older or when you are old you always buang angin...kentut laaaa..hahahaha..i do not know the right word in english..
Ever wonder why today i wanted all of you at home with me..today is the first day of school ...usually i was like an army commander..shouting at the top of my voice asking all of you to take your bath as fast as you can...hahahaha..something like one minute per child...hurrying you to make your own toasted breads..filling the water bottle..etc..etc..but today no sound came from my mouth..not even one word..i was like a zombi walking around the house..luckily pater was at home reciting quran..if not..the house is exactly like a tomb..like a tanah perkuburan you know..
It is getting late now..i feel a bit sleepy..time to end the day ..adios children..
As usual please read your quran solat on time and watch your aurat..may Allah Bless you all whenever you are..see you next year..insyaAllah..
There are times when i really wish all of you are here at home with me..sometimes i feel i am going to die and that is really when i wish i was only 30 and not 51..sound funny aahhh..today is one of those moments when i feel like crying ...and you know why children..i got stomach ache...hahhahaha....mak andak sent sms last night...no .no.no ..not last night but on new year eve..she said there are ten ways of telling or to show that we are getting old..and one of them is..when we were young we like to eat air..hahahaha..makan angin...sight seing..but as you get older or when you are old you always buang angin...kentut laaaa..hahahaha..i do not know the right word in english..
Ever wonder why today i wanted all of you at home with me..today is the first day of school ...usually i was like an army commander..shouting at the top of my voice asking all of you to take your bath as fast as you can...hahahaha..something like one minute per child...hurrying you to make your own toasted breads..filling the water bottle..etc..etc..but today no sound came from my mouth..not even one word..i was like a zombi walking around the house..luckily pater was at home reciting quran..if not..the house is exactly like a tomb..like a tanah perkuburan you know..
It is getting late now..i feel a bit sleepy..time to end the day ..adios children..
As usual please read your quran solat on time and watch your aurat..may Allah Bless you all whenever you are..see you next year..insyaAllah..
Saturday, January 1, 2011
Sg. Lembing town
Salaam children of heaven
Have i told you all that sg.lembing is a beautiful place to visit..when i first came to this old town it was still a tin mine town..in a real sense of a town that is ..that was way back in the 1980s..of course it was all the tin that first attract the mat salih to this old town ..sg.lembing is surrounded by hills and there is even a river flowing in the middle of the town or rather alongside the town ..the town people said once there was taxis from kuantan direct to this town but when i came only the bus can be seen..i do not have pictures of sg.lembing right now but i intend to selongkar my albums during my stay over there.
I left sg.lembing in1985 and i have never been there since..sometimes i thought of going back just to see how is that town now..but it seems i do not have the opportunity..not even once..maybe after bersara i can visit sg.lembing with all of you..
Ok children,time to say adios..as usual please read your quran everyday..solat on time and watch your aurat.school is going to be opened tomorrow and i have to iron my clothes..no bibik this time to do that job for me...
this is the moon on the night we sent you to klia..we were on our way back when qayyum snap this beautiful moon.
and the same moon ..only a bit bigger at that time..
I left sg.lembing in1985 and i have never been there since..sometimes i thought of going back just to see how is that town now..but it seems i do not have the opportunity..not even once..maybe after bersara i can visit sg.lembing with all of you..
Ok children,time to say adios..as usual please read your quran everyday..solat on time and watch your aurat.school is going to be opened tomorrow and i have to iron my clothes..no bibik this time to do that job for me...
New year new azam but still the old me
Salaam children of heaven,
Here are some photos for you to see..see if you still remember them..the above one is the two hafizs and your cousin iin.
the three of you at opah's grave.
aaahh...eidulfitri night at opah's house
we stopped at ulu bendul to have our lunch..we were on our way to teluk kemang pd..at teluk kemang we stayed at tnb's kondo for two nights..or was it two days and one night or was it three days and two nights..cannot remember exactly how many nights..it shows umi is getting usang day by day..
can you imagine a rest room as cool as the ones at the back..
do you remember why we took some pics here..
the two of you with pater..still posing near the rest room..for those of you who have not been to ulu bendul i suggest you take a drive from bukit patah to any place to seri menanti..quite a lovely scenery..
the twins..or the two baduts..or the two dukturahs..or the two hafizahs..
one big happy family on the way to klia..we took some pics here so that in ten years time we can show them to our grandchildrens...hahaha..just a passing thought...
my hafiz and hafizahs...thank you Allah for the happiness they bring to my life..
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