Its the same tune again...

Nooo..its not the mozart sonata..or others like the one to my left..(..he..he..must be my kid itchy hand ..cut and paste to my desktop!) )....never like to remember the notes during music class..( but my friend..K***..always win our music teacher's heart.....Hi Km*r..I bet your kids love playing the piano) when the time comes..the tune wd be played over and over again on the media..

I think becoz I have heard it sooo..many times..( as fas as my mind cd remember..ar since...7 yrs old...eemmm..maybe earlier...) that the lyric is still fresh in my mind..wwoooaaa...if only I cd remember those history dates..maths equation.accounting standards...geography...theories during my school times..what more those science formula...lucky I never belong to those pure science class.. and am hoping one of my generation wd love to study science..)..That means...(Makna kata..in malay)...if your kids were played those 'lullaby'..time and many a time..again and again...ooo..multimedia effect le ni..hello IT people, this is correct right!..correct! correct!

So oblige to ur country my friends....do your duty...

'''....marila mari..pergi mengundi..tunaikanla kewajipan pada negara....la..la..la..la..la"

But its just a week a way..why am I so excited about it...Ooo..ok..maybe..its the school holidays that I am looking forward... kot...

Ok..Happy Friday..Have a nice weekend!!!Tra..

A truly flourishing life is impossible without paid employment

Sitting in front of the home pc....trying to ease off this headache...unfortunately there's no actifast or ponstan..(was told not to take any without the gastric pill...what to do!)..

Trying to focus on the subject but many a times... on and off.. been asked by the kids on this and that ..(their homework!!...mmm..spoon feeding!!again)..well talk about the obligations of a non-working mother...If only I could escape..but surely I'd feel guilty..( duduk kat rumah..takkan le tak bule tengok2kan homework budak2...well there goes my inner speach) and feel like writing something but the mind was just 'still'....beku!saturated!!

Remember this one article read in the newspaper..(some time in 2006)..just a phrase that means a lot :

"A truly flourishing life is impossible without paid employment"

And think it'd be best if I draft first...and perhaps search for the article which I think must be somewhere in the basket of my newspaper cuttings..(yeapp...no body touches mama's paper cuttings please!!!..mind u!)..and this subject is to be continued..sorry guys...

oo yes, just found the review..if u like to read and comment ..ta ta!

p/s: But then again...my inner speach....to be continued..

M3 turns 8 today...

Assalamualaikum Sarah..

Hari ni B'day Sarah le...Happy 8th Birthday...Insya'Allah when all kakaks are here for the coming school holidays nanti , kita pi beli kek ok..and insya'allah we shall have a little 'surprise' for you my dear..

PANJANG UMURNYA (2X), PANJANG UMURNYA SERTA MULIA ,SERTA MULIA. ALLAH SELAMATKAN KAMU (2X), ALLAH SELAMATKAN MAISARAH, ALLAH SELAMATKAN KAMU..

And time flies so fast....feel like just yesterday Mama had those labour pain and u were safely born on 21.2.2000 at A****G P***** Hospital...a crying baby..(used to be)..Funny .from you were born until at least 1 year old...u never fail to cry whenever we were on a journey in ayah's car..what was wrong..we simply don't know...once on our trip to balik kampung. poor ayah had to stop by the r&r just to pasang ur buai and ayah patiently trying to sooth u down..lullabying..and at the time ..for sure u know what had happen to mama...(he he..grumpy me)...and those memories shall stay with mama..infact with KMoon and KShua as well...and back then u were fondly name as Lala..or actually short form of Melalak..(omit the k and become Lala).Ok sayang U are now 8 years old...Mama shall always pray for you to be a good servant to our Creator and be granted with wisdom to know the difference and be protected always...so more be loved by all mankind..and as always...

Kenang Daku Dalam Doamu

M4 first visit to the dentist

She finished her scramble egg quite a lot than usual that morning..nervous actually after being told that we are bringing her to the dentist to pull out her very first tooth..as the real 'gigi' has for about two weeks showing off its presence right behind her baby tooth..

At the dentist, as usual, being Maryam, jumping up and down waiting impatiently for her turn. Little did she know that its going to be her first 'small pain' experience.When the nurse called out her name, she grabbed ayah's hand and went straight into the 'surgery' room...waiving to mama..nevermind mama could wait outside..(u've your superdaddy with u..)

After 20 minutes..she came out..already had the gauze fixed between her lips...pity her..

Mama: " Yam Ok...?"..Sakit sikit je kan..Brave girl..

Maryam: ...Just nodded her head..but I cd see tears at the corner of her eyes.

Ayah : " She said: "Bila doktor cucuk jarum..doktor buat yam sakit....""..She's ok la..

Few times...mama need to change her gauze...ishh..shian ni...

Later ayah belanja ice-cream...Alhamdulillah and Maryam is jumping up and down again..in her room start to write down something on a piece of paper..Oooo...she's writing to her big sisters and reminded mama to post the letter tomorrow...

And Maryam's smile ..from today onwards..would be different from her last smile..when she posed in front of her kakak..during the last school holidays...

Letter from a parent

My Dear Angles,

This is the first letter I have written to you since you left home to begin the new period of your life at school, and I think that perhaps it will serve to impress upon you still more distinctly the importance of much that I have said to you of late. I know that intentionally you will cause us no disappointment with regard to your conduct or your studies, but you are still very young, and know nothing of the temptations with which youth is best, nor of th evils which arise in after life from habits contracted at school under the influence of unprincipled associates.

It is my earnest hope that you may choose for your own friends clever and industrious girls, from whom you may learn how to combine accuracy and expedition in your work with proficiency in all manly sports and games. But I would rather that your friends were not brilliant and unable to be of worldly service to you than that they were clever and unprincipled.

Education is a most important thing, but its object is the formation of character rather than the acquisition of learning, and morals far outweigh Latin and Greek. I shall be proud if you could become a fine scholar, but heart broken if you are not a good individual.

So, my dear angle, I beg you to avoid everything that our Alquran and your conscience warn you is not right. You will find there all that you need to enable you to decide if you are compelled to make a choice between two lines of conduct; if, while you are still little, you find yourself uncertain after prayer, then write to me and you shall have the best advice that a very loving mother can give you.

Whatever you are doing, whether it is work or play, put your whole heart into it and do your best, according to the rules. You may not always be successful, but you can always be faithful, and while the world crowns "success," it is Allah who crowns "faithfulness." Do your duty to Him and aim at becoming a good Muslim, and all will be well.

Never waste your time. Make a point finding something to do, and do it hard. Indolence is about the worst habit a man can form, and remember, too, that doing nothing is not the only way of wasting time. It may do you even more harm, for instance, to read pernicious literature. You will doubtless find plenty of books in the school library. Read history and biography, both for instruction and amusement, and if you feel inclined for something lighter, read healthy stories of adventure or tales founded on fact.Whatever it is, so that it is good, read it attentively and methodically, and you will be surprised some day to find how useful a store of general information you have acquired.

There is much that I should like to say, but something of what I omit your good sense will supply. Write to us often and unreservedly. Always look upon us as your best friends, and hide nothing, not even your faults; I have been young, and can make allowances for what youth does, provided it is neither mean nor vicious.
Remember the magic word : "Usaha*Doa*Tawakkal". Until my next letter, take good care dear...

p/s: Your father send his fondest love

Always your affectionate mother,~Etamy~

To Kakak Moon, Kakak Shua, Lala and Iyam, many of the above are excerpts from your Late Tok Wan's letter. ( during mama's school day)..Mama still keep Tok Wan's letter and would love to share all his advices with you all.. You might not be able to have his presence but I can assure you that his many letters and words of wisdom have made mama what I am today..