Showing posts with label memories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label memories. Show all posts

Friday, 2 June 2017

Giving back to MRSM Jasin

As part of our upcoming reunion in December, the committee decided to give back to MRSM Jasin, hence 18 ex students volunteered on 26 May for the session. I volunteered for Accounting stream talk. Yes, sounds boring.

Arrived at the school around 8 am, and got to meet the teachers. They were so excited meeting us, and I would say I was overwhelmed with emotion seeing my teachers. And the best part was, this is the first time in many years for MRSM Jasin to get speakers all from the same batch (SPM '97).

We divided ourselves into 5 streams:
  1. Accounting &Architect - 2 speakers, Soul & me (Rod came as replacement later since Azni cannot make it)
  2. Business & IT - Sha, Dilla, Yayan
  3. Medical - Hirman, Hidayah, Letter, Yatt
  4. Engineering - Matt, Keen, Aidazu, Ayu
  5. Oil & Gas - Bujal, Farah Ayuza, Aima, Rahim
Divided into 5 venues, and we got Dewan Bendahara! Oh such a nostalgic place where we had our weekly assembly.

We advertised ourselves as the career team who didn't score Physic, Chemistry or Bio, fret not you have a bright future as a lawyer, accountant and town planner.

Siap mengaku tak score langsung subjek Sains, sampai ada budak tanya 'Kak, macammana nak drop Biologi untuk SPM sebab tak minat?'

Oh did we say something wrong here hahaha.

Ok bila ada budak tanya 'Takde jodoh ke bang?' dekat Arief Dato' Mahbud bila dia bagitahu kami satu sekolah dari tingkatan 1-5. Dan menyampaikan jawapan kecewa kepada tukang dengar 'Dukacitanya, jodoh kami hanya sampai tingkatan 5.'

But the best part is, ada budak bercita-cita nak jadi suami Rawd Xii Anna. Kahkah, tersembul mata kawan aku gamaknya.

Dapat free magic show lagi from the student 😎😎😎

I think this is the last session. We did outrun the time by 30 minutes. But it was fun, it was really fun. My two teammates can testify I was the most serious speaker. I told the students, "Accounting is boring."

But the fun part, I told them I took my exam at Old Trafford (hahaha).


Then after we finished our session and we got 5 stars treatment from the teachers (I do love them!) and Tupperwares as a gift (very practical), we decided to walk down the memory lane. We went to see our old classes (aah) and the compulsory main gate picture as above.


Crashing into the last class. We did take the pictures at (literally) every other class. But suddenly everyone was swarming into this class (5C) if I am not mistaken, and we decided to take pictures (posing as student, kah?) and did a mannequinn challenge.

I was quite surprised with the free style pose given by us in this picture (courtesy from Ayu).

It was really really a wonderful time spent with my friends and teachers. I did meet my homeroom teacher, Puan Molizah Alis. She is now the assistant principal.

And oh my, the teachers looked exactly the same 20 years ago!

Thursday, 26 January 2017

Saya budak MRSM

5 tahun bersekolah di 2 MRSM. Kalau dahulu, MRSM terdiri daripada MRSM menengah rendah dan menengah atas.

3 tahun di MRSM Pasir Tumboh, Kelantan. Saya banyak belajar mensyukuri nikmat di sana. Berapa ramai yang boleh mengaku rakan sekolah anak penoreh getah atau pesawah padi? Berapa ramai boleh cerita kawannya duduk jauh di kawasan pendalaman, dengan jalan tanah merah datang ke sekolah (duduk bersama) menggalas harapan keluarga?

Saya teringat semasa di tingkatan 2 atau 3, membantu menjaga kaunter pendaftaran untuk pelajar tingkatan 1. Kaunter disusun mengikut pembayaran seperti koperasi dan yuran. Ada seorang gadis datang bersama atuknya, bertongkat dan kemungkinan besar tidak nampak. Bila disebut berapa yang perlu dibayar pada tiap-tiap kaunter, si gadis akan memegang tangan atoknya dan berkata, "Atok, kena bayar banyak ni (sambil menyebut jumlahnya)". Lalu si atuk dengan gigih akan mengeluarkan duit dan membayar perbelanjaan cucunya itu.

Saya sangat terkesan dengan peristiwa itu. Sudah lebih 20 tahun saya pertama kali mendaftar sebagai pelajar MRSM, tetapi peristiwa yang ini saya masih ingat untuk saya mensyukuri nikmat yang sedia ada.

Alhamdulillah, dengan rezeki yang Allah kurniakan, beserta harapan dan doa ibubapa, saya dan Aini mendapat keputusan yang cemerlang semasa tingkatan 3. Maka, kami mendapat tawaran melanjutkan pelajaran ke MRSM yang menyediakan Program Khas Pendidikan atau lebih dikenali sebagai kategori MRSM Bitara.

Kami ke MRSM Jasin. Dan alhamdulillah, sekali lagi Allah bukakan mata, bahawa kami ini pun bukanlah pandai mana. Ada orang terlebih-lebih pandai. Cabarannya di sana adalah, you are not the best, but you want to be the best! Maka haruslah pula buktikan kita kena rajin untuk mendapat keputusan cemerlang.

MRSM Jasin ketika itu pengisiannya banyak menjurus ke arah agama. Sampai sekolah kami digelar MRSM Agama. Zaman dahulu bukan macam sekarang, mana orang tahu pasal agama sangat.

Kenangan di MRSM, banyak, tak terbilang. Entah hendak nak mula dari mana. Syukur Allah pilih saya jadi budak MRSM. Alhamdulillah, rakan-rakan jadi manusia.

Dan dengan ini, saya sangat terkejut apabila menerima SMS Isnin lepas bahawa Fawwaz mendapat tawaran masuk MRSM! Malahan, Fawwaz tidak dipanggil temuduga pun! Masya Allah, sampai terkesima saya beberapa hari menatap surat tawaran atas talian.

Saya bertanya bekas-bekas guru saya juga, malahan bekas guru Geografi saya, Cikgu Azah berkata, "Itulah rezeki yang tidak disangka."

Mungkinlah agaknya Fawwaz pula akan teruskan tradisi jadi budak MRSM. Wallahu'alam.

Wednesday, 25 May 2016

We attended a wedding last two weeks. And why it was so special, because we were invited by the parents (so, you know that we are old). And our friends are from our Hajj back in 2006/ 2007. The wife was actually my roommate in Makkah.

And the wedding was at my office building. So go figure, the father is a TM retiree.

My husband is very melancholic when he comes here. He was in the company for more than 10 years, but left for a better opportunity. Despite that, I am the one who is still with the company. We thought that in the first place, I will be the one resigning from the company first because of my ACCA qualification. Then, the plan switched after he was back from his umrah.

I know this is such an unrelated post, but I need a break for the past few months from work. Work has been hectic and non stop, that a friend remarked that she will (definitely) not in the future will be filling in my shoes. I am actually glad that I have a lot of work, because at least I feel compensated accordingly, when previously, I will have some times to even do other things (Internet surfing, chatting, etc.).

I have forgone that luxury for the past few years when I was at work, since I do not have the time anymore.

At least, when I am back home, I will find this boy waiting patiently for me. Love you kiddos :)

Monday, 10 August 2015

This set of friends

This set of friends have been through thick and thin with me.

We got to know each other during our university days. And even though some of us decided to study in Malacca, and the other half went to Cyberjaya (during the campus restructuring), we still remain close friends till now.

One of our friends, Faezah (or, we fondly calls Paie), quitted MMU, and changed to another public university - due to financial costs.

After university, we reconnect with each other, and it was heartening to be with them. Most of us are still with our same usrah circle, which is quite a feat, since we have left our studying days for more than 10 years. So of course, even though, this is a small gathering, it is something more to us.

We used to go to the town after we finished our semester exam, because we got too stress out. We went there by a bus.

And we went to visit historical sites in Malacca - yes, there was a picture of us in a museum, snapping a picture under a public sign "No camera is allowed." I do think that people would think us weird, hiking the hills with our baju kurungs.

This set of friends. So many cherished memories.

Friday, 10 April 2015

Laksa Dewy yang sedap: 5 April 2015

Mini gathering dengan rakan-rakan darjah 6 dahulu. Yang pastinya, sangat drama menunggu hidangan utama sampai. Alhamdulillah, tercapai juga cita-cita hendak merasa laksa kawan sekolah yang sangat-sangat menggugat kalbu.

Terima kasih Huda kerana menjadi tuan rumah. Antara kawan yang paling lama tak ketemu selepas darjah 6. Masing-masing membawa haluan sendiri. Dari Australia, balik Malaysia selama sebulan untuk persediaan PhDnya.

Dan, dalam ramai-ramai tak terjumpa juga, adalah Fatin. Jauh di Johor sana..











Wednesday, 25 February 2015

Once upon a time..

I love that my kid has really grown up. Found this picture in my Facebook album, and still was like.. Whoa, how similar Fateh and Faiq look like.

This is Fateh when he was 1 year old. It was in Barcelona, a month after I have finished my last paper for ACCA. We had a short holiday because it was snowing heavily in UK.

How I miss the chubbiness of Fateh. He still smiles all the time. My dear and kind hearted Fateh.

Friday, 12 December 2014

A tribute to Faiq Aysar

Faiq Aysar sudah berumur 1 tahun semalam. Pagi-pagi bangun, sudah sibuk hendak tengok kucing.

Teringat setahun lepas, menunggu hari. Sebenarnya, Faiq tidaklah pula dijangka akan lahir pada tarikh 11.12.13. Saya berjumpa Dr. Rahman pada hari Isnin, disebabkan buasir sudah makin teruk, doktor kata mungkin perlu bersalin minggu itu juga. Jadi kami sepakat pada hari Rabu (kebetulan pula tarikh harijadi saya).

Malam sebelum bersalinkan Faiq, memang saya tidak boleh melelapkan mata langsung. Maklumlah sudah tahu kena ke hospital. Anak-anak lain pula, pergi bercuti dengan datuk dan nenek mereka. Malam itu kemas rumah, baca buku dan buat segala yang patut. Faiq pun bukan mahu keluar lagi, duduklah bertakafur dalam perut tu dik.

Jam 7 pagi sudah keluar dari rumah. Wah, macam hendak pergi kerja pula. Jam 8 pagi sudah masuk wad bersalin, suami uruskan hal pendaftaran di kaunter kecemasan. Beberapa kali jururawat tanya, ada sakit hendak bersalin. Err tidak, tapi doktor suruh saya masuk hospital.

Kemudian bila jururawat periksa bukaan, masih kecil. Entah berapa kali diperiksa. Siap jururawat telefon doktor. Jam 9.30 pagi, doktor masih merempuh kesesakan untuk ke hospital (hehe, Hospital Tawakkal kan betul-betul di tengah bandar Kuala Lumpur). Doktor siap berpesan, mungkin boleh discharge. Tidak sampai 15 minit, doktor telefon semula, berdasarkan rekod, saya bersalin agak cepat sekiranya sudah ada tanda. Dalam 2-3 jam. Mungkin tidak boleh keluar hospital lagi, sebab kata doktor, kalau keluar, mungkin petang itu saya datang semula untuk bersalin. Sebabnya; bukaan sudah ada.




Jadi kami pun menunggu dan menunggu. Suami cakap lamanya. Bagi dia, memang lama sebab biasanya saya tunggu masa untuk bersalin sekejap sahaja. Doktor datang jam 10 pagi, masih lagi sama keadaannya. Pada masa sama, dari awal pagi, doktor sudah berpesan menyediakan bilik pembedahan (kerana kemungkinan untuk Ceaserian itu masih ada) disebabkan saya mempunyai sejarah bersalin secara pembedahan untuk anak sulung.

Posisi pula perlu diubah. Saya sebenarnya sudah sakit bersalin, tetapi disebabkan agak mild, saya tidak rasa sakit. Kemudian kami menunggu lagi sehingga jam 11, alhamdulillah.. bukaan memberangsangkan. Saya dapat bersalin normal.

Mungkin sudah lama menunggu, suami pula lapar. Katanya hendak turun makan pada jam 2 petang. Bila dia turun, ada jururawat lain periksa dan mendapati sudah hampir bersalin. Telefon suami suruh naik, tercungap agaknya dia makan kuih. Ingatkan lama lagi.

Yang paling bersyukurnya, sempat juga dia naik masa hendak bersalin. Bersalin pula sangat mudah, tidak sakit sangat. Memang saya pakai epidhural, tetapi biasanya masih lagi ada tanda sakit yang kuat bila makin dekat. Cuma yang ini, memang mudah sangat.

Alhamdulillah, pada 3.17 p.m. (eh ke 3.17 petang), Faiq Aysar selamat dilahirkan.

Dua minggu kemudian, kami kembali lagi. Kali ini sebab kuning Faiq terlalu tinggi. Jadi berkampunglah pula di hospital selama beberapa hari. Ulang alik ke nurseri kerana digalakkan penyusuan ibu. Cuma Faiq ini mungkin kategori lazy feeder, berat badan dia turun kemudian tidak naik sangat.

Sepanjang pantang, kami pula yang risau dengan berat Faiq.

Akhirnya, pada hari ke-20 atas nasihat doktor kanak-kanak (yang memang sangat-sangat positif tentang penyusuan ibu), mencadangkan kami memberikan susu formula dalam sebotol sehari. Dan berdasarkan cadangan itu, alhamdulillah, berat Faiq semakin naik.

Dan sekarang, Faiq sudah membesar bagaikan johan. Berat betul nak dukung dia sekarang....

Tuesday, 26 August 2014

As I was passing by...

As I was riding the motorbike (with my husband) yesterday, I had the most profound memories.

I live in the same neighbourhood for the past 30 years.
My parents used to rent a house nearby our area, and when the neighbourhood opens up, they are the early settlers. When I got married, my parents searched for our current house, and the fact that everything is easily located, and we had a matured neighbourhood nailed it. The shops, banks, schools and other amenities is nearby.

So, I can safely said that my kids went to the same school as their mom. In fact, when the numbers of school children increased, the school was break into two sessions: the morning and afternoon session. I was one of the early batches who had to do 6 months morning session and 6 months afternoon session. My mom find it hard to keep track whether we were in the morning or afternoon session.

And I always told the stories of how our neighbourhood grows. When we were in the car, going somewhere, I would point out to my husband the new and old buildings, and said something along the line, "When I was small..."

I used to follow my mom to pasar malam when I was in primary school. When I went there recently, the pasar malam hawkers still have plenty of familiar faces.

I remembered there was a Chinese uncle, who will be selling breads from his motorbike everyday without fail around 6 p.m. When I entered secondary school, his son follows his footstep. There will be two motorbikes (in front was the uncle, and behind was the son).

Ours are not so much an urban area, maybe some would say it is semi urban.

Not everyone is rich in this neighbourhood.
My son has a friend who live with his grandmother, and was raised by his grandmother, because his mother has gone to heaven. He never met his father. The kid starting selling some loom bands for his grandmother, to earn extra monies. I wish the kid has a better future, insya' Allah.

Some memories that I had. Hmm..

Monday, 23 June 2014

21 years of friendship


MRSM Pasir Tumboh after 19 years.

Still bengong bengong macam dulu. Batch legend 93/95. Zaman sekolah rumah kedai dan asrama rumah teres.

Alhamdulillah for the 21 years of friendship and good food.

Friday, 18 April 2014

Ata's bachelorette party


Alhamdulillah for 17 years of friendship (has it been 17 years we finished our SPM?).

We are from the same school, and we are very close with each other. In a school with 330 people in one batch (mix of boys and girls), I am so impressed we managed to keep in touch with each other.

Yes, the emergence of Facebook, WhatsApp and other social apps really help us.

And we celebrated Ata, who is going to marry in September (insya Allah) last Saturday at Red Box, The Gardens. First time entering the place, first time to karaoke with all girls only (yes, women voice is aurat).

And my girl also joined with her 'Let It Go' song. Which we have to listen like 4 times... ^_^

Finally, the goodies bags.. haruslah cantik luar dan dalam kan!

Friday, 29 November 2013

Penantian itu satu penyeksaan

Being in 30s and being pregnant is not fun. I am waiting for my days to give birth.

Had high blood pressure, not so easy breezy bowel movement and hemorrhoids at the end of my third semester.

Went to the clinic on Tuesday and guess what, since I have been vomiting for 4 days, the doctor detected high blood pressure. Dr. Faridah who is always stingy with MCs ushered me back home in an instant.

Then the next day I met Dr. Rahman, my gynae for the past 3 pregnancies. Having a yo-yo BP, I was given MC with a warning on home hospitalisation.

And today it hurts like he##, the piles I mean. Been trying all types of creams and medication. Aiyoyo..

Been enjoying my me time last week with a bunch of friends from school. Love that our group of friends had been flying high all over.

Monday, 19 August 2013

Dayana and her newborn


Finally, meeting Dayana after 16 years leaving MRSM Jasin. Ah, the wonder of technology.

She was my roommate, although we were not in the same class. She was a Pure Science student (Biology) while I was in the Applied Science class (Prinsip Akaun).

Just delivered her 4th child through emergency c-section at 35 weeks. Juggling between the final thesis of her Masters (in Radiology) and being pregnant, her baby's heartbeat has been slow for the final 2 weeks in her pregnancy. Thus, the doctor decided that she had to deliver her baby early, to avoid any complication.

I was so impressed with her determination, since not the top Medical students in her batch (coincidentally, is also from our school and my friend) who stays in profession. Under JPA scholar, they were bonded for 10 years to serve in public hospitals, but I do notice that not the cleverest who prevails in this medical profession, but who has the passion. In fact she has been attached to lots of hospitals during her Masters.

I remembered we went to her house during our school days. Her house is just beside a durian orchard, that as a durian fan, we ate lots of durians being picked up by her father.

After 16 years, I got to know that 2 of her sisters also entered medical line, with one of them being attached as obstetrician and gynecologist at Hospital Melaka (who was in the same batch as my brother in law, haha.. what a small world).  And only 1 of her sisters is in teaching line (same profession as her parents).

Insya' Allah we will meet again Yana :)

Wednesday, 24 July 2013

On the 15th day of Ramadhan...


We had an iftar last week at a friend's house. I was so glad to meet my ex-MRSM Jasin friends after 16 years. In the wake up of Twitter, Facebook and other social medias, it has helped us to connect with each other.

And the girls are a close knit bunch of people for a very big batch. We know each other well, and stayed in the same hostel block.

I was laughing when Didi's husband asked us whether we were in the same class. No, we were not. But it was much easier to meet with each other since we have been friends for nearly 18 years. In 1996, MRSM Jasin was selected as one of the MRSM that offers high achiever program, which was called Program Khas Pelajar. And, to top it of, our MRSM is called MRSM Agama because we have lots of Islamic programs. As what Aini wrote, we had our daily tazkeerah before we go to sleep, and we had our weekly usrah during Jumaat prayer. We even had talks from ustazs and other speakers.

Thus, what a wonderful opportunity to engage back with the girls. Looking back, I miss my school days. I hope that I scored much better in my SPM. I know that my mom send me there because I really was lazy during my studying days.

And hey, after 15 days of Ramadhan, I still found Fawwaz sleeping on this chair before going for his sekolah agama in the morning. It was much worse before this, during sahur, he will wake up, but after he eats, he will go back to sleep.

We had to wake him up for him to take his morning shower, then after his morning shower, he will fall asleep again with only a towel to cover his body.

Then we have to wake him up again for his Subuh prayers.

So of course, this has been a vast improvement than last time. At least he is asleep after he has readied himself to go to school.

By the way, he went for tarawikh on daily basis. Of course, it might be tiring for him to handle everything in one day. Phew, a busy day for my boy.

Monday, 22 April 2013

Reunion of 6'S' (class of 1992) girl members

Wow, it has been 20 years actually. What a long time. It was such an adhoc meet up between the girls, since the boys keep discussing on the reunion part, but there has been no one leading the initiatives. So yesterday, we meet up at Aini's house.

The name tags prepared by Aini for us and the kids

The decoration at Aini's living room

The tid bits and other desserts - curry puff, apam polka dot, cup cakes, cakes, air kotak

Even Leez prepared goodies bags for kids and moms. Huda who is in Australia also chipped in

The main courses: we had nasi Arab by Faryna, bihun sup by Aini and spaghetti by Elle

Leez being the first person trying Faryna's nasi Arab. It was delicious to the max!

The lamb accompanying the nasi Arab

Ayam tandoori prepared by Hasniza for people who do not want to eat lamb with their nasi Arab

Haniza was the last person who came for the reunion

The girls: Hasniza, Elle, Eda and Faryna

Yus, Aini, Leez and Hasniza

Preparing for group picture

Group picture!

The kids feeling excited since they got a car inside the party pack

Fawwaz as the head photographer for the group picture

Still talking after the picture was taken

Fateh showing his name tag as below.. hehehe


All in all it was a good meet up and catching up with old memories.