Friday, April 30, 2010

Teacher and Student.

I feel excited to start blogging again, but I don't know how to do the exposition for this 'very new entry'. Blame myself for abandoning this blog for such a long hiatus. My hands are cramping and I am out of practice. Now I know why I cannot write good stories. Ever heard of this saying, "Practice makes perfect"? Telling you the truth, I, actually, am afraid of so many grammatical errors found in my writing. Therefore, English is not part of me. I am so not used to it, nor practising it in my daily life. The last I learned was in my primary school. Then, my parents sent me into this 'madrasah schooling' system or more like 'pondok's' to be specific, where there was no English's in the syllabus. Alhamdulillah, I must say that the six years passed of being a 'tolibatul 'ilm' were such a precious gift that I could not even ask for more. The 'arshad-mashaikh', the loving fellows and the lovely environment in the madrasah brought tranquility  in my heart though I still have loadddsss to better myself.

Speaking of the madrasah itself, as you are well aware, that there is no such 'perfect' or 'happily ever after' school in this world. So does my madrasah. Such barriers, imperfections, circumstances, hurtful and embarassing moments are very essential for every student because those are actually our inevitable memories to better ourselves. If not, then I must say that the student is abnormal. There must be loving murabbis and vice versa included in the 'scene' to make it more realistic. Partially agreeing on this, though.


Wait, I am trying to be specific. I was actually wanting to point out the teacher's role in teaching and educating the students. Stop comparing who is good or who is bad. I am not criticising anyone regarding this topic. Start thinking. Imagine, if you are a student, how do you like to be treated by your teachers? Then, imagine, if you are a teacher, how do you like to be treated by your students? I am giving you a simple analogy, if you are a teacher, and you know that there is one of your students, bad-mouthing you at your back, how would you feel? Same goes to when you are a student, and you know that one of your respected teachers, is bad-mouthing at your back, how would you feel?


You will feel betrayed, don't you?


You keep mentioning about 'berkat ilmu'. 'Berkat ilmu' is not something that has to do with the students only. In this case, the teachers are also related.  But before that, do you understand the exact meaning of 'berkat'. 'Berkat' means the 'ilm can benefit others and can be benefited. If you are honest in teaching and educating your students, not only your 'ilm (knowledge) can be benefited by your students in the forthcoming  time but they can benefit others in a prolonged time.



Lastly, I want you to penetrate to what I am quoting from Bai's blog, by Professor Dr. Muhammad al Mahd :

1.Find several different ways each day to remind your child that they are Khalifah of Allah.
2.Take the opportunity, a number of times each day, to give positive attention (warm praise) to your child for any good things they do or good characteristics they show.
3.Set firm, reasonable rules for your child, make sure your child understands those rules, and enforce those rules consistently with “kind” discipline (this means without harshness).
*The word 'child' can also be interpreted as 'student'. For more reference, you can simply refer to Imam Al-Zarnuji's "Instruction of  the student : The method of learning", or Imam Ghazali's "Ayyuhal Walad"
So, reach deep within ourselves and start pondering, are we doing these to our students? Hmmm. Sorry for my bad English, anyway.
Open for discussion.
 

Saturday, March 20, 2010

STAM

 last paper, last day at school. antara yang keluar awal sebab tak tahan nak balik rumah cepat.

Aku ingat lagi kata-kata pedas seorang ustazah, graduan Universiti Al-Azhar, Mesir yang memegang jawatan sebagai PK HEM di sebuah sekolah JAIS di Klang sewaktu ingin memohon mengikuti kelas tambahan yang dianjurkan sekolah untuk para pelajar STAM. Maklumlah, aku pelajar persendirian dan tidak diberi peluang untuk belajar di sekolah tersebut. Justeru, hanya kelas tambahan sahaja yang dibenarkan untuk para pelajar luar sekolah. Dari rumah ke Klang mengambil masa lebih kurang setengah jam lebih, itupun kalau pecut. Kelas tambahan pun bukan secara berjadual. Bergantung kepada keadaan guru, sama ada sibuk atau tidak pada minggu tersebut. Jika sibuk, alamatnya tiadalah kelas tambahan. Aku mengikuti kelas tambahan pun hanya dua atau tiga kali sahaja. Bayangkanlah berapa kali sahaja aku ke sekolah. Itu pun setelah sudah menjalani peperiksaan lisan sekitar bulan Julai di sekolah tersebut baru aku tahu di sebelah petang ada kelas tambahan setelah dimaklumkan oleh Ustazah Siti Nor, Guru Hifz Quran dan Tajwid? (lupa dohh. penyakit betul). Syukran ustazah kerana tidak lokek untuk bekerjasama membantu saya. Hanya Allah yang dapat membalas jasa ustazah.

Bercerita mengenai PK HEM tadi, tidak perlulah disebut apa yang dikatakan beliau, tapi aku menganggap kata-kata pedas itu bukan untuk melemahkan semangat aku, malah aku menerima cabaran daripadanya bahawasanya tidak semua pelajar lepasan 'pondok' itu jahil, buduh, old-fashioned, kuno, lampi, jumud etc. Aku bersangka baik dengan beliau atau dalam erti kata lain, aku memandang kata-kata pedasnya dari sudut yang positif. Fikir positif, pandang positif, cakap positif. Semua positif. Terima kasih kerana menyedarkan aku daripada mimpi.

You get what you give.

Aku kerahkan positif, aku akan dapat positif. Hendak seribu daya, tak nak seribu dalih. Itu yang aku tanamkan selama ini.  Walaupun memang ada waktu aku down dan sebagainya. Perasan atau tidak, aku cakap nak lebih sahaja kan? Hahaha. Siapa cakap aku sentiasa bersemangat tinggi hendak belajar? Memang tipu lah semuanya itu. Jangan percaya! Kalau cakap aku sentiasa nerd maka benarlah cakap-cakap itu. Hahahaha. Kalaulah Asma' baca apa yang aku tulis ini, pasti aku akan menerima tembakan berdas-das daripadanya.

Sepanjang tahun STAM, Syuhada Masrun lah pelajar pertama yang aku kenali banyak membantu aku untuk memberikan makluman mengenai kelas tambahan atau nota-nota penting. Kemudian, baru aku tahu, adik kawan aku, Nadia pun turut juga mengambil STAM di sekolah yang sama. Selepas daripada itu, aku lebih banyak menghubungi mereka berdua melalui telefon. Apa sahaja perkara yang aku tidak 'arif, aku akan bertanya kepada mereka. Terima kasih kerana melayan insan yang dah tua seperti aku. Hahahaha. Jazakumallah khair katheera. Moga Allah mudahkan segala urusan kalian. Ameeen!

Jadi, kenapa STAM? Kenapa aku tak galakkan?

Ini pandangan peribadi aku. Jadi, janganlah merasa offended dengan pandangan aku sebagai seorang pelajar persendirian STAM. Semua ini berteraskan pengalaman aku yang hanya belajar sendiri. Kenapa STAM? Sebab pada asalnya, aku berniat ingin melanjutkan pengajian ke Universiti Al-Azhar, Mesir. Sekarang cerita lain pula. Ada orang dah pening dengan cerita aku yang complicatednya lebih, aku sendiri pun dah pening haha (apa-apa je lah).

Kenapa aku tak galakkan? Jujur aku cakap, belajar sendiri membuatkan anda 1000 kali lebih mudah merasa malas daripada belajar di sekolah. Mungkin aku seorang sahaja yang mengalami perasaan macam ini? Aku tahu aku tidaklah pandai mana ditambah dengan sifat malas bila belajar sendiri pernah membuatkan aku down 1000 kali untuk tidak mengambil STAM apabila tahu tarikh peperiksaan semakin hampir sedangkan aku tidak langsung mengulangkaji pelajaran. Aku dah pasrah from the very beginning. Aku beritahu ibu, aku tiada kekuatan nak buka kitab dan baca. Dapat maqbul pun maqbul lah. Minggu berganti minggu, macam itu lah keadaan aku. Tengok kitab pun tak lalu. Hahaha. Ini dah kes kronik. Janganlah ikut. Macam mana pun, aku tahu, kawan-kawan aku yang lain tidak seperti aku. Aku kes lain. Terlebih lain. Kawan-kawan aku bagaikan malaikat, kuat beribadat dan kuat semangat. Mashallah. Jadi nasihat ini lebihnya kepada diri aku, bukan kepada anda eh? Nak ambil, sila lah sila ambil. Cuma dalam menuntut ilmu jangan pernah terselit rasa ingin take advantage ke atas orang lain. Jangan pernah rasa senang. Jangan cakap besar. Aku tak pernah rasa STAM itu mudah jika dibandingkan dengan kemampuan aku lah. Jika anda, mungkin lebih daripada mampu. Orang kata, mumtaz itu dalam genggaman lah. Perlu poyo untuk membina wawasan dan berjaya. Hahahaha.

Cukuplah dengan cerita kertas kerja lagi yang perlu dihantar pada bulan Julai tahun lalu. Rasa mahu give up je. Punya lah banyak ujian perasaan yang datang silih berganti. Ujian tahan perasaan yang bertali arus yang hanya melunturkan semangat. Tahun praktikal dan tahun ambil periksa. Sangat bessst! Aku menamatkan tahun praktikal dengan sempurnya, dengan meninggalkan gelaran anisah (?) yang banyak minta excuse bagai. Terima kasih ustaz ustazah kerana memahami. Aku tahu mudir puji aku di belakang. Hahahahahaha! (pujuk hati)

Akhir sekali, aku tahu aku tidak akan berjaya mendapat keputusan yang lebih baik daripada apa yang aku jangkakan kalau bukan kerana berkat doa kalian dan kata-kata semangat yang diberikan. Ibu ayah yang...... Ahhh, nak menangis rasa melihatkan kesungguhan mereka menemani aku menghadapi minggu peperiksaan. Inilah hadiahku buat mereka. Sebuah senyuman yang terukir di wajah mereka. Alf syukrrr lakom! Sorry, ayat nak hiba dan artis sedikit~

Tahniah buat rakan-rakan lain yang berjaya memperolehi keputusan cemerlang! Ada rezeki kita jumpa lagi Inshallah. 

*Menulis dalam keadaan begitu geram dengan ayat yang begitu gramatis dan berbunga-bunga. Maafkan saya, saya tidak bersalah. Tee hee hee~ (hahaha ayat minta baling pinggan agaknya ni).

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Sesungguhnya, jalan untuk dicintaiMu bukannya mudah..

Saturday, March 6, 2010

Sighing..

Hands are too heavy to write which interprets how lazy I am to blog. Still, wondering how can busy people update their blogs regularly while me - without a job yet - can't even blog that often even though there are so many ideas running through my head. They stop out of the sudden when I am about to blog. And.. I don't know why. Hahaha. (baca : malas)

I realize that I am losing the passion of blogging and writing stuffs about Q (wtfun?) lately. Hence, the weirdest part is losing the avidness of reading blogs like I used to do before! Malas nak baca, apatah lagi nak menulis. Mungkin keadaan kita berbeza. Apakan daya..

But.. I personally feel like fb-ing only. and do some flickr's. Hihihi. Oh crap, rasa macam tak tulis apa. Bosan betul blog ni. Sila lah keluar cepat-cepat. Hahahaha.

Friday, March 5, 2010

Oh Beloved

Oh Beloved,
take me.
Liberate my soul,
Fill me with your love and
release me from the two worlds.

If I set my heart on anything but You,
let fire burn me form inside.

Oh Beloved,
take away what I want.
Take away what I do.
Take away what I need.
Take away everything
that takes me from you.

Rumi
Hush - Don't Say Anything To God.

Saturday, February 27, 2010

Nak Tembak!

Browsing my Flickr photostream and others' as well makes me wonder when will I go again for tembak-ing pictures. It has been ages since I last 'played' with my sister's Nikon D40. I wish I can have a slr camera on my own. HAHA. To me, their amazing photos are simply 'annoying' as if jealousy can't stop following me everywhere. Therefore, I am looking forward to turquoism's to bring back the mood of capturing great moments. I must go to the beach. Imagine yourself enjoying a beautiful scenery of such beautiful crystal clear turquoise water and soft white coarse sand.. Ahhhhhhh!  I need a family vacation to Perhentian Island, Terengganu ! Or mana-mana lah, but not PD. Hahahaha.



 Credits to Rauda. The beautiful scenery of Perhentian Island.

Yes. As simple as that.

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Whispering Love

God, I know 'this' is going to be a long and arduous journey in purifying the 'bad' soul in me. A slave that has no power to do anything over your Hand but still needs your Guidance and Spirit. A slave that only wants to please your Beloved ones in order to get your Love. A slave that knows nothing what will her destiny be, for the forthcoming time. Alas, such barriers and circumstances are going to remain unveiled from her knowledge as she is only your slave. As she is no one without you. So..

Touch her Heart. Guide her. Show her your Path. Choose her.


Ameen.


(just clarifying things that have no connection to anybody else whatsoever.)

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

The One Thing You Must Do

There is one thing in this world you must never forget to do. If you forget everything else and not this, there’s nothing to worry about, but if you remember everything else and forget this, then you will have done nothing in your life.

It’s as if a king has sent you to some country to do a task, and you perform a hundred other services, but not the one he sent you to do. So human beings come to this world to do particular work. That work is the purpose, and each is specific to the person. If you don’t do it, it’s as though a priceless Indian sword were used to slice rotten meat. It’s a golden bowl being used to cook turnips, when one filing from the bowl could buy a hundred suitable pots. It’s like a knife of the finest tempering nailed into a wall to hang things on.

You say, “But look, I’m using it. It’s not lying idle.” Do you hear how ridiculous that sounds? For a penny an iron nail could be bought. You say, “But I spend my energies on lofty projects. I study philosophy and jurisprudence, logic, astronomy, and medicine.” But consider why you do those things. They are all branches of yourself and your impressiveness.

Remember the deep root of your being, the presence of your lord. Give yourself to the one who already owns your breath and your moments. If you don’t, you’ll be like the man who takes a ceremonial dagger and hammers it into a post for a peg to hold his dipper gourd. You’ll be wasting valuable keenness and forgetting your dignity and purpose.

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Chapter Twenty-Two : Lord of The Heart : The One Thing You Must Do, Rumi : The Book Of Love : Poems of Ecstasy and Longing by Coleman Barks