Selasa, 31 Ogos 2010

Merdeka !

Tanggal 31, bulan 8, 57
hari yang mulia, hari bahagia
sambut dengan jiwa yang merdeka....

Hari ni Malaysiaku tercinta dah semakin tua...sudah 53 tahun negaraku merdeka... Dalam ms 53 tahun tu mcm2 la yang dah berlaku.... aku rasa tahun ni merupakan tahun yg agak "menakutkan" sepanjang aku hidup kat dunia ni.... mana x nya, dr awal tahun dgr berita macam2...kat situ je dah boleh fikirkan balik, adakah jiwa dan pemikiran rakyat Malaysia ni sudah merdeka??? Atau dengan erti kata lain, apa yang kita faham tentang merdeka tu sendiri.... kata seorang ustaz dalam artikel yang dia tulis, apa2 yang kita nak nilai jangan tuding2 jari kat orang lain, kerana akan balik semula kat diri kita. Jadi, apa yang aku nak tulis kat sini hanya untuk renungan dan muhasabah diri aku sendiri...

Selama 23 tahun aku hidup di Malaysia ini, aku rasakan SANGAT beruntung kerana sentiasa berada dalam keadaan SELESA.... Tapi bila aku dengar berita tentang saudara seagama dgnku di Palestin terutamanya, dalam hatiku terdetik, "Bagaimana aku nak hadapi? Kuat ke semangat aku seperti mereka??? Aku kagum dengan semangat rakyat Palestin... yang boleh aku lakukan adalah berdoa utk KEMERDEKAAN mereka drpd cengkaman rejim Zionis...."Ya Allah, aku hamba yang hina ini memohon agar Engkau berikan kekuatan, ketabahan, bersatu hati dan semangat juang yang tinggi kepada rakyat Palestin untuk menghadapi musuh laknatullah(rejim Zionis dan sekutunya) serta Engkau satukan hati2 seluruh umat Islam agar bersatu untuk membantu rakyat Palestin bangkit untuk menghapuskan musuh-musuh Islam....ameen Ya Rabbal alamin....

Merdeka itu sangat bererti bagi setiap insan yang memahami maksud disebalik "merdeka". Aku bersyukur kerana dilahirkan ketika zaman kemerdekaan negara telah dicapai. Walaupun tidak dilahirkan ketika zaman penjajahan, aku dapat rasakan sedikit sebanyak penjajahan dalam bentuk pemikiran, cara hidup dan sebagainya. Semasa aku di sekolah rendah, aku sangat meminati subjek Kajian Tempatan. Aku mahu berterima kasih kepada guru kajian tempatan ku yang berjaya menarik minat aku dalam sesi P&P. Aku masih ingat lagi nama guruku, Puan Sarojini, walaupun beliau bukan sebangsa dan seagama denganku, tetapi beliau mengajar aku dan rakan2 dengan penuh ikhlas. Dalam subjek kajian tempatan hanya mengupas serba sedikit mengenai Malaysia. Ketika aku di tingkatan 1-3, Cik Ruhimah yang garang dan amat tegas dalam mendidik aku dan rakan2, telah memberikan kesan yang amat mendalam kepada diriku untuk menjadi seorang rakyat Malaysia yang cinta dan sayangkan negara. Bermula daripada peristiwa aku di soal bertubi-tubi mengenai info terkini yang terdapat dalam akhbar harian dan perlu dikaitkan dengan apa yang aku telah pelajari di kelas, membuatkan aku sentiasa bersedia sebelum memasuki kelas beliau. Terima kasih cikgu. Jasamu akan ku kenang sampai akhir hayatku...

Aku sangat marah jika ada rakan2 ku yang mengatakan mereka membenci subjek Sejarah... sejarah itu penting untuk diingati kerana sejarah mungkin berulang. Macam dalam hidup kita, kalau kita pernah gagal dalam hidup, takkan kita nak ulangi sejarah itu??? Mesti kita ambil langkah progresif untuk berubah dan sememangnya manusia inginkan kejayaan dalam hidupnya. Cukuplah aku nak tulis setakat ini, walaupun masih banyak lagi yang aku nak cerita. Aku simpan dulu...

Kenanglah jasa-jasa pejuang negara....terima kasih di atas jasa kalian....al- fatihah utk semua...

Terima kasih juga kepada ibu bapa dan guru2 ku yang telah menanam dan mendidik jiwaku untuk menjadi seorang warganegara yang sayang dan cintakan negara Malaysia dan kemerdekaan yang telah dikecapi bersama.... rakyat Malaysia boleh !


Isnin, 30 Ogos 2010

Mungkin @ tidak ???

  • Mungkin atau tidak aku akan diterbangkan jauh ke sana???
  • 95% satu angka yang banyak! Aku rs mungkin ke sana....tp...
  • Mak dah pesan awal2...."Huda dok je sini, semua ada. Tak payah nak fikir dah."
  • Kalau ikutkan hati, mmg aku nak juga merantau jauh. Tapi kdg kala perlu memikirkan orang di sekeliling aku.
  • Tinggal lagi beberapa bulan. Esok lusa tgk dah tiba ke penghujung bulan 12....Cepat sungguh masa berlalu....sejam rs mcm 10min je...(nak diumpamakan je)....hehehe
  • Walau bagaimana pun, aku akan tetap berdoa agar mendapat tempat yang boleh aku timba banyak ilmu dan pengalaman. Tak kisah la dapat mana pun, asalkan aku boleh sesuaikan diri dengan keadaan di sana nanti.
  • Buat mak, kalau huda tetap dapat tempat yang jauh, mak doakanlah huda dipermudahkan urusan. Kalau huda dapat dekat pun alhamdulillah, boleh balik selalu & temankan mak.
  • Buat buah hatiku, jgn sedih2 kalau sy dpt sana, doakan sy berjaya jd seorang guru yang berdedikasi....=)

Sabtu, 28 Ogos 2010

Apa dah jadi ???

Takut bila dgr & baca berita skrg ni....mcm2 dah jadi...bila habis baca je...tetiba otakku ligat berfikir...cmne la nnti cabaran aku nk didik anak bangsa sendiri...dlm hati terdetik "mampu tak aku nak pikul tanggungjawab ni?"..tp otakku rasional kn balik...tuhan akan beri ujian kpd hamba2Nya mengikut tahap kemampuan mereka. Jadi kalau aku dah berada dlm arena pendidikan ni, aku perlulah kuatkan semangat utk cabaran yg bakal aku tempuhi beberapa bulan lagi....

Kebetulan, subjek semester ni mmg ada kaitan ttg cabaran guru. Mmg sgt berguna untuk aku dan kwn2 membicarakan mslh dan cr atasi sesuatu mslh dlm kelas. MKI sgt membantu bagi menyuntik semangat untuk menjadi seorang pendidik dlm diri kami.

Aku msh lagi berfikir tentang gejala sosial yg berleluasa kini. Apa dah jadi??? Pada pndgn aku, banyak kes telah disiarkan, tp mcm mana yg masih belum disiarkan?mungkin lagi ramai drpd yg kita sangkakn....takutnya bila fikirkan mslh ini. Orang kata kita takkan tahu selagi kita tak hadapi secara realiti. Minta dijauhkan. Tapi aku mungkin akan menghadapi kanak-kanak yang menghadapi mslh2 ni...

Kajian tindakan aku pun ada sangkut paut ngn mslh sosial...sebagai pengenalan je....tp melalui kajian ini mungkin aku leh teruskan untuk mengenal pasti mslh lain berkaitan dengan gejala sosial dalam kalangan kanak-kanak pula. Akan aku fikirkan....

Berbalik pd persoalan td, aku berpendapat, peranan ibu bapa itu sgt penting. Pendidikan untuk anak2 itu bermula drpd sebelum ianya terbentuk menjadi benih. Mksdnya sebelum seorang wanita dan lelaki itu berkahwin sehingga anak itu lahir. Anak2 ini ibarat kain putih. Ibu bapa yang mencorak di atas kain itu. Islam itu indah...Semua yang Allah suruh itu sgt bermanfaat kepada manusia, yang Dia larang itu mmg sgt merugikan manusia....

Masing2 ada pendapat sendiri. Pengajaran yang aku dpt drpd apa yang berlaku pd hari ini ialah nafsu xleh dijadikan kawan. Kita mesti lawan nafsu tu...Kalau kita berjaya kawal nafsu, insyaAllah xakan buat mslh2 sosial. Tp nk kawal nafsu ni perlukan ilmu dan amal....Nasihat Imam al-Ghazali : ILMU tanpa AMAL adalah GILA, AMAL tanpa ILMU adalah sia-sia.


Jumaat, 20 Ogos 2010

MQA...(**,)

MQA...MQA...MQA...

mereka akan menyerang IPG KPM...

wahai rakan-rakanku bersedialah untuk menghadapi serangan berbentuk soalan-soalan yang mungkin kita tak jangka...

marilah kita berusaha bersama-sama bg mendpt pengikhtiran PISMP...

semoga di bulan Ramadhan ini, semua doa kita dimakbulkan Tuhan....ameen...

Ahad, 15 Ogos 2010

Orang Pertama

"Aku mesti dapat no.1 ni. Kalau bab undi2 ni aku lah yg selalu dapat no.1", kata Wan kpd Huda. Huda pun memberikan kata perangsang kpd Wan, "Alah Wan, kalau no.1 pun xpe sbb nnti ko senang dah boleh siap awal2 & xpayah nak fikir2 lagi." Sabrina pun sampai ke tempat Huda & Wan untuk memberikan nombor cabutan undi. Dengan lafaz bismillah aku pun ambil dengan penuh redha. Tetiba, aku menjerit...."Aku no.1 ! " Semua memandangku dan Wan hanya mengelakkan reaksiku..."Hahaha...ko pula yg dpt no.1. Aku dpt no.3," kata Wan kpd Huda. Air muka ku berubah menjadi sgt cuak dan berdebar-debar....dalam fikiranku terbayang-bayang apakah yg bakal berlaku...akhirnya aku positif kembali pemikiranku dan berkata-kata dlm hatiku..."Huda boleh buat yang terBAIK! Ayuh!"....hehehe.....

Jumaat, 13 Ogos 2010

Little Teddy Stoddard

This story was given to all my class by Dr.Kumar.... It's a heart-warming story....hope i could be a teacher like Mrs Thompson....

There is a story many years ago of an elementary teacher. Her name was Mrs.Thompson. And as she stood in front of her 5th grade class on the very first day of school, she told the children a lie. like most teachers, she looked at her students and said that she loved them all the same. but that was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard.

Mrs. Thompson had watched Teddy the year before and noticed that he didn't play well with the other children, that his clothes were messy and that he constantly needed a bath. And Teddy could be unpleasant. It got to the point where mrs.Thompson would actually take delight in marking his papers with a broad red pen, making bold X's and then putting a big "F" at the top of his papers.

At the school where mrs. Thompson taught, she was required to review each child's past records and put Teddy's off until last. However, when she reviewed his file, she was in for a surprise. Teddy's first grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is a bright child with a ready laugh. He does his work neatly and has good manners...he is a joy to be around."

His second grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is an excellent student, well liked by his classmates, but he is troubled because his mother has a terminal illness and life at home must be a struggle."

His third grade teacher wrote, " His mother's death has been hard on him. He tries to do his best but his father doesn't show much interest and his home life will soon affect him if some steps aren't taken."

Teddy's fourth grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is withdrawn and doesn't show much interest in school. He doesn't have many friends and sometimes sleeps in class."

By now, Mrs. Thompson realized the problem and she was ashamed of herself. She felt even worse when her students brought her Chrismas presents, wrapped in beautiful ribbons and bright paper, except for Teddy's. His present which was clumsily wrapped in the heavy brown paper that he got from a grocery bag.

Mrs. Thompson took pain to open it in the middle of the other presents. Some of the children started to laugh when she found a rhinestone bracelet with some of the stones missing, and a bottle that was one quater full of perfume. But she stifled the children' laughter when she exclaimed how pretty the bracelet was, putting it on, and dabbing some of the perfume on her wrist.

Teddy Stoddard stayed after school that day just long enough to say, "Mrs. Thompson, today you smelled just liked my Mom used to." After the children left she cried for at least an hour. On that very day, she quit teaching reading and writing, and arithmetic. Instead, she began to teach children.

Mrs. Thompson paid particular attention to Teddy. As she worked with him, his mind seemed to come alive. The more she encouraged him, the faster he responded. By the end of the year, Teddy had become one of the smartest children in the class and, despite her lie that she would love all the children the same, Teddy became one of her "teacher's pets."

A year later, she found a note under her door, from Teddy, telling her that she was still the best teacher he ever had in his whole life. Six years went by before she got another note from Teddy. he then wrote that he had finished high school, third in his class, and she got another letter, saying that while things had been tough at times, he'd stayed in school, had stuck with it, and would soon graduate from college with the highest of honors. he assured Mrs.Thompson that she was still the best and favourite teacher he ever had in his whole life. Then four more years passed and yet another letter come. This time he explained that after he got his bachelor's degree, he decided to go a little further. The letter explained that she was still the best and favourite teacher he ever had. But now his name was a little longer -- the letter was signed, Theodore F.Stoddard, M.D.

The story doesn't end there. You see, there was yet another letter that spring. Teddy saidhe'd met this girl and was going to be married. He explained that his father had died a couple of years ago and he was wondering if Mrs.Thompson might agree to sit in the place at the wedding that was usually reserved for the mother of the groom. Of course, Mrs. Thompson did. And guess what? She wore that bracelet, the one with several rhinestones missing. And she made sure she was wearing the perfume that Teddy remembered his mother wearing on their last Christmas together. They hugged each other, and Dr.Stoddard whispered in Mrs. Thompson's ear, "Thank you Mrs.Thompson for believing in me. Thank you so much for making me feel important and showing me that I could make a difference. "Mrs.Thompson, with tears in her eyes, whispered back. She said, "Teddy, you have it all wrong. You were the one who taught me that I could make a difference. I didn't know how to teach until I met you."

Story shared with me and all my class by :

Dr.Narendra Kumar

***Dr. Kumar told us that be a teacher who not teaching subject but teaching a human...=)

Rabu, 11 Ogos 2010

I love this song!

FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE

By: Maher Zain

I praise Allah for sending me you my love
You found me home and sail with me
And I`m here with you
Now let me let you know
You`ve opened my heart
I was always thinking that love was wrong
But everything was changed when you came along
OOOOO
And theres a couple words I want to say

For the rest of my life
I`ll be with you
I`ll stay by your side honest and true
Till the end of my time
I`ll be loving you. loving you
For the rest of my life
Thru days and night
I`ll thank Allah for open my eyes
Now and forever I I`ll be there for you

I know that deep in my heart
I feel so blessed when I think of you
And I ask Allah to bless all we do
You`re my wife and my friend and my strength
And I pray we`re together eternally
Now I find myself so strong
Everything changed when you came along
OOOO
And theres a couple word I want to say

For the rest of my life
I`ll be with you
I`ll stay by your side honest and true
Till the end of my time
I`ll be loving you. loving you
For the rest of my life
Thru days and night
I`ll thank Allah for open my eyes
Now and forever I I`ll be there for you

I know that deep in my heart now that you`re here
Infront of me I strongly feel love
And I have no doubt
And I`m singing loud that I`ll love you eternally

For the rest of my life
I`ll be with you
I`ll stay by your side honest and true
Till the end of my time
I`ll be loving you.loving you
For the rest of my life
Thru days and night
I`ll thank Allah for open my eyes
Now and forever I I`ll be there for you

I know that deep in my heart