May it influence you in one way or another
Friday 7 November 2014
A little bit of something to push yourself
Having watched this on AStro's History Channel triggered me to share his determination to all.
May it influence you in one way or another
May it influence you in one way or another
Monday 16 December 2013
Don't spill the beans
It
has been a long hiatus and now I’m back and delighted to be writing again.
You
might have guessed that I write when I’m overwhelmed with things that happen
around me. I am thinking to write a special post dedicated to my obsession but
it'll have to wait for now.
Despite that, all
the madness of learning something new has given me the opportunity to
appreciate our tradition a little bit more than before. As I am teaching
speaking (and listening) for this semester, it would be beneficial for all to
watch this video which I resorted upon during my quest. Students can
refer to this clip about Negeri Sembilan Royals as a reference for your own video production.
Till then, I hope the remaining days of December will treat us nicely.
Friday 5 April 2013
If tomorrow never comes
Yesterday, today and tomorrow will never be the same.
So if one day I passed on, I hope that everything I've done as an educator will give me a chance to hope for paradise.
#mode: final day for batch 2012/13.
Tuesday 4 December 2012
Graduation
Last month I was at the Nilai Indoor Stadium attending the
university’s convocation ceremony and the proclamation of the new pro chancellor.
Once it was confirmed that the stadium was mentioned as the
venue for the event, there were frustrations from those graduating this year
(and some disappointment came from committee members too). Instantly there were
speculations towards undermining the year’s convocation precisely due to the
setting and how unlucky the graduates would be.
People are becoming too paranoid about the event
(specifically location) and they fail to focus on the essential value of a
convocation. The venue of your graduation ceremony doesn’t even affect you to
achieve your success after completing your studies. Your academic transcript
alongside with your soft skills sets your path towards success, you’ll need
both qualities to guarantee a successful life. On your graduation day you should reflect the
value of your hardwork during your studies, friendships built or shattered
(perhaps) and your sacrifice towards achieving your dreams. It should be a time
where you reminisce the good times and thank yourself and the people around you
for their contribution.
… and I wonder how many of our students did do so or were they too caught up in believing the unexpectedness of things that could happen.
After all the rumours, I was there to witness the ceremony. As the grand procession was ready to enter the hall, the once shabby
stadium was transformed to its most deserved beauty to stand at par with
previously held convocations which were held at PICC. Kudos to all committee
members, I was delighted as they managed to maintain the standard of protocol and decorations too.
The day will always be beautiful if you believe it WILL be
beautiful.
Congratulations to all graduates!
It would be wise to say, don’t judge an event based on its
venue. There’s more to celebrate rather than frown on a minute issue.
Monday 18 June 2012
The hardest step..
Last week was one of the toughest weeks in my life.
As a teacher, I never knew that the short time having known him in class with orientation sessions briefing would be so significant in my life. I knew he was a gem even in the first ‘lecture’ for my subject where I had to brief the course outline and stuff related to some other university’s procedures, rules & regulations. Being me, a game popped out of my head which was arrangement of students according to birth dates which would require them to mix around, communicate with new found friends rather than being complacent with the same gender, ex-schoolmates or already known housemates.
After the instructions were given, I was delighted that a student stepped forth taking action to solve the problem thus helped me save my time. Part of me smiled as I observed his wittiness and innocent gesture to take lead of the task. From that instance, I knew he’d be a leader and a student which I would be fond of as his characteristics showed uttermost confidence, with a sense of humour and a sense of responsibility. Not many students are brave enough to jump in to lead in the first class especially in a new environment with new classmates. So, what more can a teacher ask for instead of some sheer luck from someone who can help out in task management. I was pleased :)
The second meeting for his class, we played another missionary game of interviewing one another. He didn’t have any partner and joking mentioned that he wanted to pair up with me. I asked him to pair up with the girls near him as I had to monitor other students. That was the biggest regret I had and “If only I had” or “I wish I had” probability continues to linger in my mind ever since as that was the last class he had on that day before the accident.
Recalling moments like these shakes me and questions will never be answered. I know it’s Allah swt plan for me to feel his presence even for a while. His death affected me tremendously until I felt a part of me was shattered. I know that Allah wants me to be strong and it’s one way to make me a stronger and a better person. I thank God for the sweet memories I had with all the students especially him.
I will remember his birthdate as that’s the first game we played in class.
I will remember the word Intelligent which he would like people to call him before his name.
I will remember the book he recently read was the Bible where he’d explain similarities of the Bible and Al-Quran.
I will remember his poise and contribution in class really made the class alive.
I liked him because of that. Now, what I can do is remember him because of it.
His short presence marked many wonderful memories.
I’ll miss him and I’m sure his friends will miss him too, hopefully for all the good reasons, InsyaAllah.
A week passed by and the steps towards entering his class felt like the longest walk I had to endure. I had to drag my feet and compose myself as many thoughts were lingering in my mind, the thought of not entering was also an option which I didn’t know how it crossed my mind. Anyways, I didn’t want to show any sadness as I know his classmates would be sad, I didn’t want to be all quirkie and happy as I was feeling sad. The fact is I didn’t know what to do because they don’t teach you these things in the teaching profession. All I know is that it needs to be addressed and I finally managed to talk about it. I hope I did it in the most gratifying manner as one of our final respects to him.
Let’s all send a little prayer for him so that Allah swt will bless his soul and place him among the pious and strong believers of Allah swt. We all will eventually leave this earth as our presence here is temporary; hopefully we will all meet in heaven one day insyaAllah…
Al fatihah to Muhammad Irsyad Atif. (30.12.1994 – 8.6.2012)
As a teacher, I never knew that the short time having known him in class with orientation sessions briefing would be so significant in my life. I knew he was a gem even in the first ‘lecture’ for my subject where I had to brief the course outline and stuff related to some other university’s procedures, rules & regulations. Being me, a game popped out of my head which was arrangement of students according to birth dates which would require them to mix around, communicate with new found friends rather than being complacent with the same gender, ex-schoolmates or already known housemates.
After the instructions were given, I was delighted that a student stepped forth taking action to solve the problem thus helped me save my time. Part of me smiled as I observed his wittiness and innocent gesture to take lead of the task. From that instance, I knew he’d be a leader and a student which I would be fond of as his characteristics showed uttermost confidence, with a sense of humour and a sense of responsibility. Not many students are brave enough to jump in to lead in the first class especially in a new environment with new classmates. So, what more can a teacher ask for instead of some sheer luck from someone who can help out in task management. I was pleased :)
The second meeting for his class, we played another missionary game of interviewing one another. He didn’t have any partner and joking mentioned that he wanted to pair up with me. I asked him to pair up with the girls near him as I had to monitor other students. That was the biggest regret I had and “If only I had” or “I wish I had” probability continues to linger in my mind ever since as that was the last class he had on that day before the accident.
Recalling moments like these shakes me and questions will never be answered. I know it’s Allah swt plan for me to feel his presence even for a while. His death affected me tremendously until I felt a part of me was shattered. I know that Allah wants me to be strong and it’s one way to make me a stronger and a better person. I thank God for the sweet memories I had with all the students especially him.
I will remember his birthdate as that’s the first game we played in class.
I will remember the word Intelligent which he would like people to call him before his name.
I will remember the book he recently read was the Bible where he’d explain similarities of the Bible and Al-Quran.
I will remember his poise and contribution in class really made the class alive.
I liked him because of that. Now, what I can do is remember him because of it.
His short presence marked many wonderful memories.
I’ll miss him and I’m sure his friends will miss him too, hopefully for all the good reasons, InsyaAllah.
A week passed by and the steps towards entering his class felt like the longest walk I had to endure. I had to drag my feet and compose myself as many thoughts were lingering in my mind, the thought of not entering was also an option which I didn’t know how it crossed my mind. Anyways, I didn’t want to show any sadness as I know his classmates would be sad, I didn’t want to be all quirkie and happy as I was feeling sad. The fact is I didn’t know what to do because they don’t teach you these things in the teaching profession. All I know is that it needs to be addressed and I finally managed to talk about it. I hope I did it in the most gratifying manner as one of our final respects to him.
Let’s all send a little prayer for him so that Allah swt will bless his soul and place him among the pious and strong believers of Allah swt. We all will eventually leave this earth as our presence here is temporary; hopefully we will all meet in heaven one day insyaAllah…
Al fatihah to Muhammad Irsyad Atif. (30.12.1994 – 8.6.2012)
Tuesday 28 February 2012
Tuesday 9 August 2011
alhamdulillah
I love my job and I try my best to give the best for all my students.
InsyaAllah through hard work and perseverance each and everyone of them can achieve success in the future.
Let the beauty of love be what you d0~
Peace V(“.)
InsyaAllah through hard work and perseverance each and everyone of them can achieve success in the future.
Let the beauty of love be what you d0~
Peace V(“.)
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A little bit of something to push yourself
Having watched this on AStro's History Channel triggered me to share his determination to all. May it influence you in one way or anoth...
