Wednesday, 30 January 2008

The Charlie Bone series (Children of the Red King)

No, the book does not need to be in the magic world to show its magic and evilness.
I am happy to note that Charlie Bone is living among humans and a perfectly normal child (except he is endowed with the gift of hearing people talking in pictures).
I am scared that the evil persons are always lurking nearby (this include Charlie's Grandma Bone and her 3 evil Yewbeam sisters; not like Voldemort who always seemed so far away).
I am truly happy that Charlie Bone befriends with other children who are not endowed as him (his best friends are Benjamin and Fidelio, not an endowed child - normal like me.. heheh)
I am glad the book does not lose its pace (I have read 4 books, currently).

Excuse me Ms Jenny Nimmo, I am officially your biggest fan from Malaysia. (I am glad I buy this series on impulse)

Children of the Red King is a popular series of children's fantasy novel written by British author Jenny Nimmo. It is also known as the "Charlie Bone" series and, before it was extended to six books, (approaching eight) as the "Red King Quintet".

The protagonist of the series is Charlie Bone, a twelve-year-old boy endowed with supernatural talents to converse and "visit" people contained within photographs or paintings.

As a result of his powers, Charlie is sent to Bloor's Academy, a boarding school for those endowed with magical, artistic, dramatic or musical talents. While he makes enemies among the owners, the Bloors, who persist in mayhem and havoc as they attempt to bring every endowed person under their control, he also makes a significant number of friends who assist in his attempts to preserve the good.

The series follows Charlie as he aids those who have been persecuted by the Bloors, and searches for clues over his father's disappearance many years ago.

Monday, 28 January 2008

Fawwaz with mischief on his sleeve

A picture is worth a thousand words, aye? I am thinking to blog about a wedding that I attend last Saturday at Senawang, but this should be jotted down first.

Fawwaz went to the surau with my father (and his sister). My dad was performing his Zohor prayer when Fawwaz ran and slammed straight away on a wooden pillar. The boy actually laughed (He always ran and never walked, mind you). My dad didn't know the seriousness of this matter until everyone finished praying. Blood was all over his face and my husband rushed him to the nearest medical centre.

He actually didn't cry until the doctor put him on the bed. Alhamdulillah, no stitches whatsoever, just a long cut on his forehead. He was actually really proud of his bandages and keep showing it off to us. When he came back home, he played some more with stern warnings from us (tak insaf lagi ni). Hmmm...

He actually feel excited when I said I want to take a picture of him.

Another picture with the boy and his bandages.

Anyway, I attended a wedding at Senawang (now I can blog about this after Fawwaz's misfortunate accident).

She is a very humble person eventhough her father is a prominent businessman. I didn't know she is a somebody and only know about it when I received her wedding card. She insisted for me to go to her hotel reception, but with 3 kids tagging along, I can only come to her house reception. Her family is very very very humble, and I did saw their faces enjoying her marriage with merry laughters. Even my husband said, it was nice that we do not need to adhere to any protocols like many grand weddings.

To Faisya & Dr Aswad, congratulations on your wonderful wedding :)

Monday, 21 January 2008

Flowers are red

A few days ago, I started playing the CD that I bought last year entitled Allah Knows Best by Zain Bhikha.

This particular song was my favourite


A little boy went first day at school
He got some crayons and he started to draw
He put colors all over the paper
For colors was what he saw

The teacher said, "What you doin' young man?"
"I'm paintin' flowers see"
"Well this is not the time for art young man
And anyway flowers are green and red
There's a time for everything young man a way it should be done
You've got to show concern for everyone else
For you're not the only one"

And she said...
"Flowers are red
Green leaves are green
There's no need to see flowers any other way
Than they way they always have been seen "

But the little boy said...
"There are so many colors in the rainbow
So many colors in the morning sun
So many colors in the flower and I see every one"

Well the teacher said…
"You're sassy
There's a way that things should be
And you'll paint flowers the way they are
So repeat after me..."
she said...
"Flowers are red
Green leaves are green
There's no need to see flowers any other way
Than they way they always have been seen "

But the little boy said again...
"There are so many colors in the rainbow
So many colors in the morning sun
So many colors in the flower and I see every one"

Well the teacher put him in a corner
She said…
"It's for your own good…
And you won't come out 'til you get it right responding like you should"

Well finally he got lonely
Frightened thoughts filled his head
And he went up to that teacher
And this is what he said
"Flowers are red, green leaves are green
There's no need to see flowers any other way
Than the way they always have been seen"

Well time went by like it always does
he moved to another town
And the little boy went to another school
And this is what he found
The teacher there was smilin'
She said..."Painting should be fun
And there are so many colors in a flower
So let's paint every one"

that little boy painted flowers
In neat rows of green and red
And when the teacher asked him "why"

This is what he said..
"Flowers are red, green leaves are green
There's no need to see flowers any other way
Than the way they always have been seen."

But there must still be a way to have our children say,

There are so many colors in the rainbow
So many colors in the morning sun
So many colors in the flower and I see every one

There are so many colors in the rainbow
So many colors in the morning sun
So many colors in the flower and I see every one

This reminds me, it was such a sad song.

That we always forgot to see that a child's perspective is always different from adult's.
And what we view as father and mother is different from what our kids view.

We tend to mold them to be the perfect children, but we forgot about them now.
We worry about our children's future, but we always forgot to look at them now.
And appreciate the children as they are.

I am not the perfect mother, and I forgot that my 3 childrens are healthy and smiling when they saw us back from work. I always shouted at them when they played in the house, or fight with each other. But I admit it, it was because of the stressful day at work. It was so easy to get angry at small matters that I tend to forget they are only children and they come from my own womb.

...... Ya Allah, I wish I am much better handling the kids.

Thursday, 17 January 2008


Nisa's mother passed away last night.
I hope you are coping well dear.

Nisa', akak tau awak kuat. Mak Nisa' ada dengan Allah.
Allah takkan uji kita dengan apa yang kita tak mampu.
Nisa' insan terpilih untuk jadi contoh adik-adik.

Tuesday, 15 January 2008

The output from the oven

The weekend was spent baking these marvelous food for the family. I managed to do lasagne bolognese (thanks to kak Tyha and kak Tirana for such a simple recipe) but the picture was not taken.

However, managed to bake and get 4 trays of chocolate chip cookies ala Famous Amos style. My gratitude to Yati, pakar masakan kek dan biskut since my first OR second OR third attempt ended with the cookies lying flat. I found out that the dough turns out to be too soft and added 2 cups of flour. My hubby is a really patient man, what with me doing some baking and it turns out not as what I expected, and I keep thinking that even the most famous chef had to redo their recipe over and over again (I am not to that extent yet!). Managed to give 1 jar to Aini (since I remembered Afif loves eating chocolate chips) and 1 jar to my ummi (I haven't asked her opinion yet).

Hubby requested some chicken, so I did some grilling with these chicken wings and chicken breast.

Here is a simple recipe on the grilled chicken.

Marinate the chicken with soy sauce, tomate sauce and honey.
Chop 2 large onions, a thumb sized ginger and mix with mixed vegetables (you can get this at any supermarket).
Throw everything in a cling wrap and marinate for 30 minutes.
Bake at 200 degree Celcius within 25-30 minutes (sambil-sambil tu berdoalah resipi anda menjadi).

The kids love it that my hubby had to feed 4 hungry mouths (himself included).

Anyway, here are some snappings on what my kids were doing last night - building blocks. Adik pun dah pandai main dengan kakak dan abang.

Monday, 7 January 2008

Lagaan: Once Upon A Time In India

I just got to know that Lagaan released its special 6th year anniversary DVD which was redesigned and repackaged wonderfully.

And I had just browse through the BBC's 50 must see movie list everyone should see before they die and was pleased to find Lagaan in the 14th spot, after The Shawshank Redemption (#13).

I am already vying for it!

Thursday, 3 January 2008

Goodbye 2007

2007 has been a wonderful year for me.

  1. We went for Hajj from November 2006 till January 2007
  2. MPH Distributor Warehouse Sale on 3rd March (yes, our siblings would gone berserk at the mention of book warehouse sale)
  3. The 100 book list
  4. Oh, most of my blog readers just got to know I am pregnant in my 36th week :)
  5. Delivered our 3rd child on 3.4.2007 at Hospital Tawakal under Dr Rahman's supervision. Fahri's name was inspired by Ayat-ayat Cinta written by Habiburrahman El-Shirazy
  6. Managed to breastfeed Fahri till today!
  7. Getting a contraceptive method (IUD) on 19 June after an advice by Dr Rahman
  8. Received my new Medela Swing to replace the worn out Medela Mini-E :)
  9. Rediscovered Great Teacher Onizuka and my hubby turned to a JoDrama fan.
  10. Won a contest in August!
  11. Lynn resigned from our company to chase her dream (I am really proud of you). I really had a fun retail therapy session with her :)
  12. Started scrapbooking (lamanya tak buat scrapbook)
  13. Read 'I Am Muslim' by Dina Zaman - marvellous marvellous book! (eventhough most Muslims would say na-ah and condemn the book)
  14. Discovered James Patterson through colleagues and went to read his books especially The Women's Murder Club series and Alex Cross
  15. Haven't read Harry Potter's 7th book (eventhough Lynn borrowed a copy of it)
  16. Found perfect replacement for Harry Potter: the Charlie Bone series (much darker, much better, crackling with magic all over)
  17. Raya in October with the kids getting chicken pox! (started with Fawwaz :P)
  18. Busy with the new house construction
  19. Settled in the new house on 19.12.2007
  20. Amni went for the kindergarten! (am old already.. sob sob)
Welcome 2008!

Wednesday, 2 January 2008

On Amni going to the kindergarten

I think we are the most not ecstatic (definition: feeling great rapture or delight) parents to send our first child to a kindergarten. Maybe because of the fact that Amni was sent to the nursery and already had her informal learning over there. Or just the fact that her new kindergarten is just next door from her nursery.

To define our ecstaticness scale:

(1) I haven't prepared school shoes for her
(2) I didn't know when the kindergarten terms started (I think it's tomorrow)
(3) She hasn't had her uniform yet
(4) The kindergarten didn't even held an orientation day
(5) I had not taken any leave to watch her first day of kindergarten school

I would rate myself at 1 on the ecstaticness scale.

Anyway, to redeem myself on having no emotion of my child going to starts her kindergarten, I splurge on new clothes for Amni, new underwears for Fawwaz (in the hope he would not wear diapers anymore) and new pinggan mangkuk for me.

Aaah, at the sight of Kak Tie's new pinggan mangkuk

Photo courtesy from Kak Tie

Anyway, I managed to buy 12 pieces of those. Met Kak Tini and managed to cajole her to buy from the Living Quarters warehouse sale. HAHAHA.

Oh, on Monday, I took a break and watched Enchanted. Seronok tengok cerita budak-budak! :P