berterabur

I am home. It's difficult to connect with the cyberworld here in this house.

My niece who is 10 wears hijab to school now.

Me: Sejak bila?
Niece: Sejak awal tahun ni.
Me: Kenapa?
Niece: Dipaksa. Cikgu suruh.
Me: Kalau tak pakai?
Niece: Cikgu marah. Kita cuma tak pakai waktu sukan.
Me: Cikgu ke ustazah yang paksa?
Niece: Ustazah, guru agama.
Me: Ustazah garang ke?
Niece: Garang. Ada budak tak pakai, asyik kena perli dengan ustazah.

Me: Cakap dengan ustazah, ustazah mana boleh garang-garang!
Niece: Kenapa?
Me: Sebab ustazah tu guru agama. Kalau nak mengajar kena secara lemah lembut. Tak boleh paksa paksa orang.

I strongly think a teacher should teach the students by example. Kalau nak mengajar, biar secara berhemah dan berhikmah. Apa guna bertudung kalau perangai suka marah dan perli pelajar sendiri?




Still on the matter, it seems like beginning next year, JPA scholars will be chosen entirely on merits, meaning only the best students will get the opportunity.

I object.

Some students are late bloomers.
Some students could not afford tuition classes.
A good student doesn't necessarily need to score all As, some have talents in extra curicular activities.
Etc.

There are many other8 reasons to be considered when choosing the best candidates, not just what is presented on paper.




I know a lady, who, for some reason, received two MARA offers and one JPA offer to sponsor her to study the same course.
She was in a dilemma, of course. So, she consulter her mom. Her mom helped her to scratch one offer off and now, it was between one MARA offer and one JPA offer.
Her dad, without hesitation, pushed her to take the JPA offer.
Her dad said, "Reject the MARA offer, so other poor Malays could make use of it. Don't waste the placement by JPA. Kita kena tolong bangsa kita, jangan jadi tamak."




Sorry for the jumbled up post, I've been thinking all sorts of things to be written here. I'd be more organized if the Internet is more accessible.

It looks like Mother has given me green light to be with my boyfriend. After three long years of patience, something is actually progressing.

1.
Mother: Kamu dengan dia macam mana?
Me: We are good.
Mother: Dah fikir masak-masak? Nanti tersilap pilih.
Me: Sudah. Kesian dia. Dulu, dia nak bawa family datang rumah, mak tak bagi...
Mother: Mak bukan tak bagi. Mak cakap, nanti dulu...

2.
Mother: Kenapa tak ajak dia masuk rumah? Ajaklah dia makan dekat rumah sekali sekala.
Me: Alah, kalau dia masuk rumah pun, bukan ada orang layan dia.
Mother: Macam kamu tak tahu perangai your father. Dia memang macam tu, tak berapa nak layan orang sangat...

3.
Mother: Kamu tu, kalau jumpa orang, senyum-senyumlah sikit.
Me: Memang selalu senyum pun.
Mother: Kamu pandai-pandailah pujuk, cakap, "Mak ayah saya dah tua, nanti dia sakit, saya kena jaga. Kena tinggal dekat-dekat sini..."
Me: (Laughs) Memang tinggal dekat sini pun nanti!

4.
Mother: (Flips through my forms) Sejak bila kamu ada tunang?
Me: (Laughs) Senang nak dapat kerja kalau mengaku ada tunang. Kalau tak, dia hantar jauh-jauh. Alah, kawan-kawan pun tipu ada tunang juga!