tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15996131251735567872024-02-18T21:09:48.381-08:00Walk in my shoesFor time is a waste but not for those who remind the others of truth, with patience.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1599613125173556787.post-79960121611787017012016-05-04T18:27:00.002-07:002016-05-04T18:27:27.803-07:00Late 20'sAssalamualaikum.<br />
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It's my fifth year here in Sipitang. Things are getting monotonous and my job has become a routine that perhaps lose its spark. I guess a change of environment is what I need to reignite my passion in this profession again. I am not sure transferring to another workplace is the answer to my solemn movitation because a new workplace within the same education system isn't going to change the routine I am going through now.<br />
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Honestly, I am considering to get a Master, not local but overseas. But with the economy of our country at this moment, I am pretty sure it isn't easy to get a full scholarship in Master.<br />
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I need a long holiday. A holiday that hopefully will spark my passion in teaching again. I need to be away from getting worried about things that are not related to me. I want to rekindle my journey as a muslim so that I won't get carried away with mere worldly matters. <br />
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May Allah ease. Amin ya rabb<br />
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I am writing this especially for my form 5 students. They are my lovely 5 Mutiara Sains students. I have assigned them to write daily journal throughout this one week holiday which they were reluctant to do at first. Well, since they are aware how awful their writing skill is, they have no choice but to do my task as writing practice :D<br />
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So here to my 5 Mutiara Sains students,<br />
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I have known you for four years. My first year of teaching at SMPO2 was with you. You may not know this but I have treasured you as one the groups that I started with in teaching service. Nothing will excite me more than being able to teach you again in your final year of school. To cherish our four years of companionship (I do think of you as my little companions ), let me share my two cents on how to spend your final year:<br />
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#1 Avoid being in love. Don't bother be in a relationship if you can't even manage yourself on your own. Love can wait but your final year at school will just vanish in a blink of an eye if you decide to be blinded by only love until you forget to cherish friends around you!<br />
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#2 Stop making enemy. Your final year should be filled with friends and good memories. You can't make good memories if you choose to sulk over petty things. Be forgiving and learn to accept that everyone entitles to their own opinion.<br />
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#3 Share and be generous to your friends. If you have some candies, share one with a friend who sits next to you. Don't just share to your best friends but share it with a friend that you seldom talk to. Even better, share knowledge with them. I dare you to find an opportunity to teach your friend something that they are weak at. Choose your friends randomly, don't just pick your bestie. For instance, if you know you're good in Maths then you go to a friend that needs help and share with her on how you get the solution. Knowledge will be glued into our brain and soul if we apply it, which is by sharing the knowledge with other people.<br />
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I'm pretty confident that if you can follow the above, you are then off to a good start in crafting a beautiful memory lane of your final year at school.<br />
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With love,<br />
Miss M.<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1599613125173556787.post-43094992299818649042015-11-14T19:13:00.001-08:002015-11-14T19:13:27.715-08:00Welcome 2015Assalamualaikum.<br />
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Welcome 2015? Just looking at the date of this post is enough to know that we will be entering 2016 very soon. In fact, there's nothing updated in this blog over the past 2 years, wow was I too occupied with life and work ? Naahh..not really. I sometimes had the urge to blog ( you see, my mind is the type that writes out an essay if I have serious matters to think about) but laptop isn't my best buddy anymore. I know how modern the world is today because I don't need to rely on laptop to blog. All I need is a tablet or smartphone but too bad both will never satisfy my fast-typing desire and the limited features in blogging using these gadgets just turn off all the urge I had.<br />
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So enough rambling about my long absence. I just want to share that I finally gain the courage to apply transfer to another district. Not saying that I did not have the courage before, but to adapt and start again in a new place is a pain in the tutt. However, I start to think about my parents and the fact that it will be tremendously good for me to reset my mind and motivation at a new place. Staying too long at the same place will lead to demotivation and my passion in this noble job is definitely deteriorating due to distance, work politics and unwanted soap operas at work. I do love the kid, they are annoying but that is how I find them entertaining.<br />
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It has been a tiring week but for some reasons, I always get to be energetic in class Alhamdulillah. Next week is PMR and I am nervous for my kids! </div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1599613125173556787.post-51115609271314476382013-09-24T06:38:00.001-07:002015-11-14T18:42:03.086-08:00PGL -Program Gempur LulusSalam.<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1599613125173556787.post-78880385511478843552013-09-21T07:35:00.001-07:002013-09-27T03:57:50.768-07:00Thank You My TeachersAssalamualaikum and hello readers!<div><br></div><div>It has been ages since the last post, I think I have been repeating the same sentence to start my entries. Anyway, the reason why I finally can write an entry is the Blogger app that I just discovered in App Store. So, I'm basically typing from my ipad mini, hooray!</div><div><br></div><div>Sigh...the responsibility is just getting more and more these days. It's no longer teaching and marking students' works and exam papers but teachers nowadays have to shoulder most of admin jobs. For instance, making sure students' attendance are well recorded in the attendance book record as well as to write up the number of absentees on the notice board and....to repeat the same process again in the online system. But this is just a tiny part of what a teacher has to do in everyday school. </div><div><br></div><div>Needless to say, we are basically the teacher who teaches in classroom, a coach at school field, art director to design the backdrop and stage for most of the events carried out in school hall, a police officer who chases around the crime making students, a baker to prepare any sort of cuisine as requested by the principal ( Had to bake an extremely giant bahulu cake that mimicks our national flag, Jalur Gemilang ) and the list goes on...</div><div><br></div><div>Glad to share this out. If you know a teacher, say 'thank you' to him or her. The sacrifice made by a teacher is unable to be described with mere words. </div><div><br></div><div>Thank you to all my teachers!!!</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOsl0PExQBwktCJk4I6akyUCD0CvvNr6CUOHwJ5xsby0Q6TlCs7pwhP5tYTfWtI7zg2gYnbpy84n5xueoEYPfrORzDXtdWsQMItKmo7sj6S29TdF3ilqH-yZTWFOArBlyaBsZYY56aObI/s640/blogger-image--1403090945.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOsl0PExQBwktCJk4I6akyUCD0CvvNr6CUOHwJ5xsby0Q6TlCs7pwhP5tYTfWtI7zg2gYnbpy84n5xueoEYPfrORzDXtdWsQMItKmo7sj6S29TdF3ilqH-yZTWFOArBlyaBsZYY56aObI/s640/blogger-image--1403090945.jpg"></a></div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1599613125173556787.post-41343299038049629982013-02-25T07:38:00.002-08:002013-09-21T07:42:28.423-07:00Missing Them25th February, 2013 - 11.40 p.m. <br>
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These days workload is getting more and more. Too much work to be done in too little time. Due to heavy workloads, my emotional state is totally unstable. But this is me, a human being after all.<br>
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Many think that being a teacher is such as an easy job. The common saying is 'all a teacher does is to go into the class; to teach and mark the books'. Perhaps you would want to walk in our shoes before saying it again.<br>
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Today, school starts as usual which is the weekly Monday assembly. We had it done in the school hall due to prize-giving ceremony for recent MSSD (district level sport competition). I quietly sneaked into the back row so that I could spend the time during assembly to mark my form two essays. Done with the essays, I was in the clouds for a moment, flashing back at the preparation I wrote in the lesson plan for the class that I was about to attend after the assembly. Suddenly, all the lady teachers looked at me. Only then I realized that my name was called to accompany the principal for the next trophy-giveaway ceremony. This is how occupied teachers are; every single second is spent to do school chores and to think what to is next.<br>
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After the assembly had finished, I quickly went to the teachers' office and took the things I needed for the first class of the day. It was a two periods lesson, 40 minutes a period hence making it 80 minutes altogether. Done with the first class, I walked again to the next class for another one period lesson. You see my friend, we teachers don't just sit and relaxed in the office.<br>
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The first half session done when the clock showed that it was already 9.40 a.m. Fortunately, my next class was at 11.30 a.m. So during the 1 hour 50 minutes, you might have thought I would be able to take a rest and grab some food before the next class. Sadly, I spent the entire 1 hour and 50 minutes to rearrange my messy table filled with students' books, my bags and files and other miscellaneous things. At last, my table looks like a place that fits for a teacher to sit. Then, I started to open up the big file I bought to fill it in with at least 150 sheets of students' forms for PBS. So when I was done with the forms, only then I saw my watch and it was already 10 minutes passed 11 a.m. With 20 minutes left, I could have rushed to the canteen to grab some food but I chose to flash through the lesson for the next class. Why? It was a class that I had to attend for three consecutive periods, 2 hours. I could have just given 'anything' to the students as long as I filled in the 2 hours. But still, 'anything' must be a worthy sharing session because I teach with conscience and sense of responsibility. <br>
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It has been a very long time since I posted the last entry. For those who never read my blog, I have been an active blogger since years ago. I even had joined Nuffnang's first biggest gathering for blogger. But what has been left in this blog is just a mere one post that I posted in 2011. Shame on me.<br />
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Well, I decided to blog again because I know that I would have come to this decision, which is why I kept this blog alive. Now that am back, I hope my desire to blog will grow stronger because I am now back as a teacher-blogger :)<br />
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A little bit introduction about myself. I am a TESL teacher teaching in an interior place somewhere in Sabah, and the place that I'm talking about has a very unique name; Sipitang. If you have been to Sabah, Sipitang is a district that takes 2 hours and 30 minutes drive from Kota Kinabaly City.<br />
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I have lotsa lotsa lotsa things to share but am gonna keep it for the next entries. Till then, I hope my readers will come back here and read bout what I'm about to share and I also hope new readers will follow me too<br />
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Some pictures to show you one of the tourist attraction in Sipitang - Esplanade Sipitang. <br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1599613125173556787.post-42968325692940264362011-12-29T08:44:00.000-08:002011-12-29T09:06:58.386-08:00Greetings!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 19px; line-height: 16px;"><b>السلام عليكم</b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 10px; line-height: 16px;"> </span><br />
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</span></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>Alhamdulillah, at last Allah has given me the opportunity to re-modify my blog to a sharing space that I would like my readers, friends and family to engage with me in some of the issues that perhaps we, have forgotten or overlooked.</b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b><br />
</b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>Alright, for those who know me, </b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>some may feel surprise with the changes I made on this site. </b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>I used to share things in my mind and heart without really giving the thought of the true hidden meaning of what I had shared previously. </b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>I somehow just wrote for the sake of pouring out my thoughts, </b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>just for the sake of telling what's in my mind and my heart.</b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>I emphasized very much on my language and my writing because I truly believe </b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>the way we write connects to the heart of those reading. </b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b><br />
</b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>Now I would like to manifest the knowledge that Allah has bestowed upon me to write pieces of writing that hopefully connect us back to Him. Insyallah.</b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b><br />
</b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>To start off, I would like to share the feelings I experience upon the changes in me.</b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>"When I was away from Him, I felt everyday was just a mere day to end with.</b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>When I was not thinking of Him, I sought for mere fun and the craving was not curable.</b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>Each night ended with 'sigh', thinking to myself "what I'm gonna do tomorrow?" </b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>Day by day and night by night,</b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>time just passed by</b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b> and I forgot how blessed I was with all the 'nikmat' He has given me.</b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>..."</b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b><br />
</b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>that was me and it was not long time ago.</b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b><br />
</b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>...</b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b><br />
</b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>and today, at this very moment,</b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>I feel very near to Him when I kneel and pray</b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>because I know He always listens</b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>and I know that He loves me, and everyone around me,</b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>because if He doesn't,</b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>I would definitely in my old state, clueless and meaningless.</b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>The crave for fun was no longer inside me.</b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>because I can feel that my heart is craving for His forgiveness and love</b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>because I no longer see the mere world </b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>because I finally see what's await in the hereafter</b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>For Allah is the most Gracious and most Merciful.</b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>and I seek for His mercy and forgivness</b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>to forgive me, my beloved parents, family, friends, teachers and those around me.</b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b> </b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>...and that's my prayer (doa) to Allah S.W.T</b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>amin.</b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b><br />
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</b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>"Sesungguhnya Allah Maha Penerima Taubat" </b></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>Then exalt (Him) with praise of your Lord and ask forgiveness of Him.</b></span></i></div></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>Indeed, He is ever Accepting of repentance. (Surah An-Nasr, 110:3)</b></span></i></div></div><div class="widget-content" style="color: #70635a; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 10px; line-height: 16px;"><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 25px;"></span></span></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4