Duit raya.

This is the first raya that I gave duit raya. And since I have only 42 pupils in my school, I have decided to also give to each and everyone of them.

I handed out the duit raya to all who attended yesterday. So when today came, they reminded me that their absent friends are in school and I have not given them yet.

And so, I have faces poking in front of me, smiling widely, hoping that I give them duit raya.You know how kids are lah kan.

Then later came this one girl who is in the kindergarden class. And dengan selamba berkata-kata,

‘Cikgu, adikku di rumah?’

With a tone that I know she is hoping that I’ll hand her another sampul for her little sister.

I walked away and said,

‘Adik kamu tak sekolah lagi.’

Huh. Ini sudah lebey. Berani sudah mintak untuk adik-beradik yang lain.

Syawal Rantings

I have so many thing to write about, but I had no internet connection in Muar or KL. So, here goes.

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Raya was fun. As always. Mama purposely came to KL to pick me up so that she has someone to bake all the cookies and cake. I managed to bake three types of cookies, two butter cakes and mini cupcakes in the three days I had before raya. Mama and I also managed to make some ketupat palas and she was rather amused that I could ONLY wrap the small ones using smaller leaves while she can only wrap the big ones.

First raya was first spent visiting Ayah’s pusara with my other siblings. We then had a small gathering with Uncle’s family before we went to Uncle Tamjis’s house right in front and Achik Norly’s house in Ipoh.

Gathering.

Second raya was spent lazying around. Heh heh.

We started our journey to Muar on the third raya. On the way, we stopped at Pusat Komuniti Bukit Damansara to attend an aunt’s wedding. We reached Muar at around 7pm and just managed to meet the relatives that I looked forward to meet each raya.

We headed down to Yong Peng the day after and visited my grandfather on my late Ayah’s side. He was healthy, only that he could not remember most of us now. In our case, Ayah’s name need to be mentioned before he could remember all of us.

OTW to Batu Pahat from Yong Peng.

We headed back to KL the next day and went straight to The Gardens due to my sister’s craving for shopping complex. Well, well, who’s living in Sabah now hah? I bought Starbucks’s Mooncake set which I have been wanting since I saw it in KK. They were not bad, but I guess there are other mooncakes tastier than Starbucks’s.

On the sixth raya, we visited Ayah’s second brother in Kelana Jaya. It was overwhelming to hear the funny jokes that they constantly make. They are after all a one happy funny family even though both my aunt and uncles are police officers. Chief police officers to be exact.

My mom’s brother than held a barbecue session the night after hearing endless requests for kambing bakar. We had chicken and meat too, laksa , chicken and beef sate, chicken soto, fruit salad and desserts. Yammeh. Totally yummy.

For each day where large amount of food is consumed, I made myself drink Kinohimitsu peppermint detox tea to make sure that I do not gain the weight that I lost during Ramadhan. Even that, I gained two kg from the five that I lost. Huhu.

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Ours.

Azwan and I got ourselves an iPhone 3Gs each. Hiks. I was amazed with what I can do with it until I discover that it is less effective in detecting coverage. It could not capture any Maxis coverage even though I have put it at the window frame where I normally put my previous phones, and previous phones worked just fine.

Thus, when, I’m in Bukit Besi, Beluran, I use my 3-year old SE.

Oh, I’m thinking of buying a RM100++ basic Nokia phone to be used there since the battery does not function properly now.

Sigh. After investing so much and so much for wanting to have the latest gadget, I still have to use a basic phone.

Heh.

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I went for my SPP interview yesterday and I am so glad that it went very well. I was asked about PIPP, current issues and teaching experience.

I was not nervous, not until my turn was next. I was more nervous for the fact that I’ll be riding a scooter on my own to get to the venue of the interview. Mind you, it was my first bike ride on my own after  more than six years of having a licence.

And, yes. I arrived home safe and sound.

Hehe.

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That is all for now. Bai. Daa.

UPSR

Dengan nama Allah yang Maha Pemurah lagi Maha Pengasih.

Ya Allah ya Tuhanku,

Kau berkati lah segala ilmu yang telah aku ajarkan,
dan Kau berkatilah segala ilmu yang telah mereka pelajari.
Tenangkan dan lapangkan hati mereka,
dan Kau permudahkanlah segala urusan untuk mereka.
Dan Kau kurniakanlah sebuah kejayaan kepada mereka.

Amin, amin ya-Rabbilalamin.

UPSR will commence from 8th till 10th of September, Tuesday to Thursday.

I hope that all my six kids will be able to answer all papers perfectly fine, though I’m not expecting too much from them.

Dear kids, please bring smiles to the faces of your teachers when we see your results later, mkay.


Diari Ramadhan.

As for today, we have gone through one third of Ramadhan. Two third to go.

I had sahur and iftar with Along and Azwan for the first eight days and on the ninth day, I had sahur and iftar with Kak Emy.

For iftar yesterday, I had sambal paru, fried chicken and salted egg.

Today is the first day that I eat sahur, fasting as well as iftar, alone. As for sahur, I had an apple and some water ready on the table because I know that the lights will go off by midnight. And knowing me, I wouldn’t want to be sitting at the table in the living room alone, especially in the dark.

And for iftar today, I had yesterday’s salted egg and fried chicken with altered sambal paru.

Heh.

Today also marks the first day after an eleven-days break from normal schooling hours and workload. I had no lesson after 9.30 am and waiting for the bell to ring at 12.50 pm seems longer than usual. So, I spent the time registering some library books into the Buku Perolehan as well as editing the first seven pages of Mak Faizah’s paperwork.

That is today.

I think this is the most active Ramadhan of my life.

The first day of Ramadhan itself was spent in Pasar Kraftangan and Heritage Village in Kota Kinabalu (as seen in previous entry). Seventh day of Ramadhan was spent walking around the forest of Sepilok. We even got lost in RDC itself. It was too tiring that by the time the orang utan came out to be fed, I couldn’t be bothered to watch them anymore.

Heh.

I just had eleven days off, another three working days to go, then next week where UPSR is concerned, which I’m sure there’ll be a few days off, then another two working days in the week after before I’m off for my almost-two-weeks Raya break.

Can’t wait.