tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16936460933317914462024-03-19T19:02:13.287+10:30life of minezazaezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11589513779993062980noreply@blogger.comBlogger69125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693646093331791446.post-77019843327516580192016-11-02T15:39:00.001+10:302016-11-02T15:40:56.815+10:30Dia dan 'sorry'<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 12px;">Dia selalu cakap 'sorry'.</span><br style="font-size: 12px;" /><br style="font-size: 12px;" /><span style="font-size: 12px;">Sorry sebab dia tak dapat sediakan pembantu untuk tolong aku di rumah.</span><br style="font-size: 12px;" /><span style="font-size: 12px;">Sorry sebab dia tak berada di rumah bila aku pening dengan anak-anak.</span><br style="font-size: 12px;" /><span style="font-size: 12px;">Sorry sebab tak dapat belikan barang-barang yang mahal.</span><br style="font-size: 12px;" /><span style="font-size: 12px;">Sorry sebab tak boleh nak bawa aku berjalan lihat dunia.</span><br style="font-size: 12px;" /><span style="font-size: 12px;">Sorry sebab bawa lari aku jauh dari keluarga.</span><br style="font-size: 12px;" /><span style="font-size: 12px;">Sorry sebab dia, aku tak guna degree yang penat-penat aku habiskan.</span><br style="font-size: 12px;" /><span style="font-size: 12px;">Sorry sebab dia, aku tak boleh nak kejar apa yang aku impikan dalam hidup.</span><br style="font-size: 12px;" /><br style="font-size: 12px;" /><span style="font-size: 12px;">Dah 3 hari aku ada ulcer dalam mulut. Aku dulu jarang kena ulcer. Entah kenapa lately ni kerap pulak. Berdenyut sampai sakit kepala bagai. Aku tengok anak-anak berlari terjerit-jerit tu kecik besar je. Nak makan punyalah susah. Bila tergigit memang menitik juga airmata. So 2-3 hari ni aku kurang makan. Semalam aku tanya dia ada tak ubat yang macam Bonjela kat sini. Maklumlah nak suruh aku pergi cari sendiri, ada yang bawa balik ubat kutu.</span><br style="font-size: 12px;" /><br style="font-size: 12px;" /><span style="font-size: 12px;">Hari ni dia kerja. Tapi pagi tadi dia kena singgah sekolah budak-budak kejap untuk uruskan pendaftaran Leia. Lepas tu baru dia pergi kerja. Petang ni ada meeting. Dia tanya aku, nak dia hantar ubat? Aku cakap takpe. Aku boleh tahan sampai dia balik petang nanti. Lagi pun dari sekolah untuk dia melencong patah balik rumah dia perlu naik 2 bas, 1 train dan jalan kaki sejuk-sejuk ni. Lepas tu patah balik untuk pergi kerja. Jauh.</span><br style="font-size: 12px;" /><br style="font-size: 12px;" /><span style="font-size: 12px;">Aku tengah mandikan Leia tiba-tiba dia muncul depan pintu rumah sambil pegang ubat ni. </span><br style="font-size: 12px;" /><br style="font-size: 12px;" /><span style="font-size: 12px;">...</span><br style="font-size: 12px;" /><br style="font-size: 12px;" /><span style="font-size: 12px;">You don't have to say sorry for all the wrong reasons, B. You are the only right reason I need.</span><br style="font-size: 12px;" /><br style="font-size: 12px;" /><span style="font-size: 12px;">Love is ...</span><br style="font-size: 12px;" /><br style="font-size: 12px;" /><span style="font-size: 12px;">Getting the right medicine for her. </span><br style="font-size: 12px;" /><br style="font-size: 12px;" /><span style="font-size: 12px;">Now pergi muntah ramai-ramai. Korang ni. Kalau Ejaz & Warda buat sweet je. Mentang-mentang kitorang Adjusted & Lopak Air.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">Puasa di Tokyo bermula dari 2.38 am hingga 7.01 pm. Tak lama pun. Dalam 16 jam setengah macam tu je. Melatih anak-anak berpuasa di tempat orang ni lain sikit cabarannya. Dengan masa puasa yg panjang, kawan-kawan keliling yg tidak berpuasa dan aktiviti sekolah yg sama seperti hari-hari biasa agak menguji ketahanan belas kasihan kitorang as parents. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">Tahun lepas, Eizwan dapat puasa penuh 1 hari je. Eiryan memang tak start langsung. Terkena tahun lepas time peak summer. Agak susahlah. Tahun ni, alhamdulillah cuaca tak teruk sangat. Hujung-hujung nanti baru start panas. Tahun ni nak train lebih sikit. But instead of start puasa pukul 2.38 am, Eizwan akan makan sahur around 6 am. Oklah tu, ikut time Australia. Along the way tu kalau nampak macam dah ok, kitorang akan awalkan sikit-sikit time sahur dia. And we also made a deal with him. Kalau dia puasa 'full day', we will give him 100 yen (RM3.85). This is the first time he'll be getting his own money. He was so excited. Aku tau idea bagi duit as reward puasa ni kurang bagus, but since bukan senang nak mulakan di tempat orang ni, kitorang akan cuba apa sahaja cara.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">Preparation for sekolah pulak, Ezzy tulis surat bagi pada cikgu kelas dia, bagi tahu kitorang tengah dalam proses nak train Eizwan puasa tahun ni. Minta tolong asingkan dia dari kelas waktu makan nanti dan tolong monitor progress dia. Aku ada bekalkan bento (lunch) just in case dia tak larat.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">Eizwan cerita cikgu dia terkejut bila baca surat tu. Dia kata puasa ni bukan untuk orang dewasa je ke? Eizwan explained to him this is just a training. It's not actually compulsory for children. Then cikgu dia terus announce to the whole class, dalam dunia ni ada orang-orang yg akan berpuasa, tak makan tak minum untuk rasa macam mana susahnya orang-orang yg tak ada makanan. And these people will give their portion of food to the less fortunate. Dalam kelas kita ni, ada sorang yg akan buat macam tu for the whole month, your friend Eizwan. </span><span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">So cikgu dia explain sikit-sikit pasal puasa then minta kawan-kawan semua give support to Eizwan. Bunyi macam the idea of fasting is not something alien to him.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">So lunch time, Eizwan akan diasingkan duduk di library dan cikgu dia tak bagi buat aktiviti luar yg heavy. Just stay inside. But budak bertuah ni mana nak duduk diam. Langgar je semua sampai cikgu dia call Ezzy risau. But alhamdulillah so far so good. 700 yen dah ada dalam tabung.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">Eiryan lain pulak ceritanya. Kitorang tak plan nak suruh dia puasa pun tahun ni. Dia baru 6 tahun dan agak susah nak minta pelepasan dari kindy untuk asingkan dia dari kawan-kawan time lunch. And dia pun tak nampak gaya boleh berhenti makan. But bila dengar Abang Eiwan akan dapat 100 yen per day, dia dah kelam kabut. So we made an agreement. He has to eat his bento at school and later when he comes back he can starts fasting. So kira half day. Half day, half reward, 50 yen. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">Deal. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">Maka berkira-kiralah dua beradik ni what they can buy if they combine both funds. They were aiming for something bigger. Yeay!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Balik sekolah, dia marah aku, "Kenapa Mommy buat bento? Eiyan nak try puasa full day. If Mommy letak bento, Eiyan kena makan nanti membazir! But Eiyan makan sikitttttt jeeeeee.." </span><span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">Aik? Aku pulak yg kena. Ok fine. Aku cakap then Eiryan balik ni sambung puasa Mommy bagi chan kira full day.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">Sengih. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">Bila aku basuh bekas bento dia, bukannya makan sikit. Yang tinggal tu je sikit. Lepas tu start merengek cakap kat sekolah tadi tak sempat minum air, Eiyan rasa macam tercekik. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">Occayyyyyy. One sip.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Then nampak Leia makan Oreo, dunia dah start bergoyang. Dia pusing-pusing keliling adik dia macam pirana. Datang kat aku trying to negotiate. If makan one bite je kira still puasa ke? </span><span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">Aku dah start naik darah. Aku suruh dia pergi makan je. Bukan aku paksa puasa pun, dia yg nak. Lepas tu nak nego macam Belanda minta tanah. Dia cakap tak nak. Nak 50 yen tu. Baiklah.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Tiba-tiba Eiwan jerit cakap Eiyan makan Oreo senyap-senyap tepi pintu. Maka terbatal lah perjanjian. Dan bermulalah episod merengek 50 yen. </span><span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">Part ni memang aku kejam sikit. Memang aku boleh sangat je bagi 50 yen tu. But he has to learn a deal is a deal. Gua buat pekak je dia punya drama syahdu.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">Belum habis kat situ. Malam after berbuka dia tolong kemas-kemas, sharpkan semua pensel abang dia sambil buat dialog sedih, "Maybe if Eiyan tolong Abang Eiwan ni, Mommy will gives my 50 yen." </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">Memang tak ahhhhhhhhhhhh.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">But I explained to him why I can't give that 50 yen to him. It's just not right. If u really want something, u have to sincerely work for it. A deal is a deal. Tak boleh macam tu. Not fair. Dia faham.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">So the next day, he started fasting after school. No more unnecessary drama, no more makan curi. And last Saturday dia berjaya puasa 'full day' tanpa apa-apa drama Korea. </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Alhamdulillah sekali lagi Allah SWT dah mudahkan perjalanan kami dalam mendidik anak-anak di tempat orang.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Pelari negara berjaya merangkul hadiah pertama hari ni! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Yatta!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Seperti tahun sebelum ini, sokongan padu telah berjaya diberikan dengan tanpa segan silu. Berpakaian serba biru, pekikan yg mungkin agak memalukan negara telah berjaya dilontarkan tanpa sekelumit timbul bibit penyesalan. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Janji tanggungjawab dah dijalankan. Walaupun Eizwan macam nak menyorok belakang pokok. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Beberapa perkara yg menarik perhatian aku sepanjang berhari sukan di tempat orang,</span><br />
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<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Setiap tahun warna rumah sukan bertukar. Tahun lepas Eizwan kuning. Tahun ni biru. 2 tahun sekali rumah sukan dirombak. Mungkin nak elakkan mereka yg kuat berkampung di bawah satu rumah.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Waktu persembahan 'gymnastics', yang kurus, yang tinggi, yang renek, yang kembang, semua terlibat. Yang 'semangat' sikit bila sangkut tak naik-naik kakinya, cikgu-cikgu datang tolong dan budak-budak lain tunggu sampai dia boleh buat sambil bersorak 'ganbare'!</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Lunch time, semua bentang tikar di tempat-tempat yg disediakan dan satu keluarga berpiknik makan bentou/bekal yg dibawa dari rumah.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Piala ada 1. Seketul tu je setiap tahun. Rumah yg menang sahaja dapat. Mungkin nak menggalakkan semangat sepasukan. Bukan fokus pada kemenangan individu. Tiada medal. Hanya riben buat sendiri. Maknanya apa yg KJ cuba terapkan pada budak-budak naik basikal tu betul. Bersukan bukan untuk hadiah. Bukan kerana RM100 juta yg hilang.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Tidak ada hamper setinggi langit ke 7 sebagai hadiah untuk tukang bagi hadiah.</span></li>
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<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Sekolah keluarkan arahan semua kena datang dengan public transportations. Tidak dibenarkan bawa kereta persendirian. Tiada pengecualian. So takkan ada dialog "Kau tak kenal aku siapa???" dengan pak guard. Ini juga bertujuan untuk mengelakkan kesesakan lalulintas yg akan mengganggu kejiranan. Semua yg datang ikut peraturan yg ditetapkan termasuklah foreigner 2 orang ni walaupun diselitkan sedikit tipu muslihat. Janji masuk pagar sekolah jalan kaki.</span></li>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Perkara-perkara baru yg boleh dijadikan teladan. Ehhhhhh siapa cakap semua benda elok je kat sini. Ada juga benda yg aku tak puas hati. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Oh. Ada satu lagi benda. Ingat tak budak yg panggil Eizwan 'terrorist' tu? Dia jatuh tersungkur tersagat tergolek dog masa lari tadi. Kesian.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Ok. Nak pergi bawa pelari negara celebrate. Nak cari hadiah. Dia nak hadiah durian. Tak agak-agak hadiah.</span>zazaezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11589513779993062980noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693646093331791446.post-55235089544116676842016-05-18T23:24:00.000+09:302016-05-20T23:56:26.872+09:30The Return of The Mommy<div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Aku tak pandai buat kek. </span></div>
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Aku suka bercerita tentang manusia-manusia kecil yang berada dengan aku 24 jam sehari, 7 hari seminggu dan 365 hari setahun, kali 8 tahun. Kalau ada yg tak suka baca, do yourself a favour, please skip reading. Save yourself from dosa mengumpat dan mengutuk 'macam kau sorang je ada anak'. </span>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Ini adalah percubaan seorang ibu untuk mengambil hati kawan-kawan anaknya di sekolah. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">Minggu lepas, sewaktu parents di sana sibuk menyediakan hadiah bagi sambutan Hari Guru, kitorang anak-beranak huru hara menyiapkan handmade bookmarks ni untuk 24 orang kawan-kawan sekelas Eizwan termasuk cikgu sempena birthday dia Sabtu lepas. Ada 2 jenis gambar, 9 for the girls and 15 for the boys. Each bookmark I randomly choose a motivation quote that suitable for kids and attach it together with the picture. Setiap budak akan dapat quote lain-lain. Hasilnya? Tidur pukul 9 pagi dan mata seperti bapak panda. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Di sini tak ada sambutan Hari Guru. Sambutan Hari Orang Tua ada, Hari Kanak-Kanak ada, Hari Bank, Hari Laut semua ada. Jangan tanya aku kenapa. Setahu aku, di sini juga rata-rata sekolah tak benarkan sebarang bentuk hadiah atau 'rasuah' diberikan pada budak-budak mahu pun cikgu-cikgu. Kemungkinan mereka tak mahu ada 'unnecessary competition' dalam pemberian hadiah-hadiah ni. Kalau ada keluarga yg tak mampu nak bagi apa-apa, mungkin bakal menyebabkan anak-anak mereka terasa dipinggirkan oleh rakan-rakan yang lain atau mungkin juga untuk mengelakkan dari timbulnya budaya 'favourite student' dari cikgu-cikgu sendiri tanpa disedari.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Disebabkan itulah aku macam ada rasa takut-takut sikit nak keluarkan idea ni. Tapi aku kan orang Malaysia. Degil. So aku buat jugak. Hari Isnin Eizwan bawa pergi sekolah dan bila dia tunjukkan pada cikgu kelas dia, bookmarks ni kena tahan. Alasan yang diberikan, cikgu dia nak pegang dulu sebab tak cukup masa nak distribute. Bila dengar tu, aku memang rasa ni confirm tak lepas. And aku suruh Ezzy standby je lah dapat call dari sekolah. Dua ekor 'alien' ni memang suka betul cari pasal. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">But semalam Ezzy whatsapp bagi tau cikgu kelas call, cakap dia dan Eizwan dah distribute bookmarks tu pada kawan-kawan sekelas. Cikgu Eizwan cakap, sekolah memang tak benarkan bagi barang-barang yang dibeli, melainkan benda-benda yg kita buat sendiri. Cuma next time kena inform cikgu lebih awal so boleh discuss apa yg boleh dan apa yg tak boleh. So aku suspect cikgu Eizwan ni bawa balik bookmarks tu sama ada nak minta permission from sekolah dulu atau dia screen baca satu-satu dulu, takut aku ada letak ugutan pada budak-budak yg panggil anak aku terrorist hari tu.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Balik sekolah Eizwan sambung cerita cakap semua kawan-kawan dia so happy to receive the small gifts and they were excited to see each bookmark has their name written personally and each has something 'English' at the back. So semua kerumun Eizwan minta tolong translate.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Kawan-kawan happy.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Eizwan super happy.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Masih mencari jalan nak hilangkan mata bapak panda.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Anything for u anak.</span>zazaezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11589513779993062980noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693646093331791446.post-6648133817991397442016-04-29T16:30:00.000+09:302016-04-30T20:24:51.303+09:30Let them be<div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Selalunya Ezzy akan solat di Tokyo Camii, Shibuya. Dari rumah, perjalanan ke sana agak jauh. Bertukar bas dan train. Takpelah. Lagi jauh langkah, semoga lagi kuat iman anak-anak Mommy. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Baru-baru ni benda yg paling aku risaukan duduk di tempat orang akhirnya terjadi. Aku tak sangka seawal ni. Lepas siapkan homework malam tu, Ezzy tanya Eizwan, is everything ok at school?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Dia angguk. Tapi mata mula bergenang. Ada benda tak kena. Beberapa kali aku tanya baru dia buka mulut. Katanya ada beberapa org budak said something that made some of his friends didn't want to play with him anymore. Aku tanya budak tu cakap apa sampai mcm tu sekali jadinya.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">"Dia bgtau semua org, Eiwan ni org Islam. Org Islam ni terrorist. Eiwan org baik Mommy! Eiwan bukan terrorist!"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Masya Allah. Aku pandang Ezzy, Ezzy pandang aku. Terkelu lidah. Luluh hati. Aku dah agak satu hari benda ni akan timbul. Tapi aku tak sangka seawal ni. Dia baru 8 tahun. Masih awal utk dia faham. Dan aku tahu budak-budak sebaya dia pun bukan faham maksud 'terrorist' tu sebenarnya. Ambik handkerchief tutup muka lepas tu cakap terrorist!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Lama aku fikir. Apa yg patut aku cakap. Aku tau apa yg bakal aku cakap pada dia akan memberi kesan yg besar dan akan mencorak tindak tanduk dia lepas ni. Lepas agak lama fikir, memang lama betul, finally I said this to him,</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">"It's ok Eiwan. Let them be. We cannot blame them if they're afraid of us. People are always afraid of things they do not know. They don't know about our beautiful religion. Yes, there are good and bad people in every religion, not just Islam. So it's up to u to prove to them that u're the good one. You have Allah to protect u all the time. Just be yourself. Be nice. Be kind. Show to your friends that you're a good Muslim. Work hard. You should be proud that u're the only Muslim boy in Meisei. The only one who can teach your friends all about Islam. Don't fight back. Just take a step back and smile. It's ok. Just focus to be the best. Be the best student. Be the best son. Be the best brother. Be the best friend. Be the best in your studies. Strive to be excellent in everything you do. Be the first Muslim boy who will represent your school to the world. And they will come to you. I promise u."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Baik je kan bunyinya. Kenapa in English? Bila marah atau tengah tahan marah mmg keluar bahasa Ayahanda. Bahasa Ibunda bila tengah lembut dan ayu.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Eh marah ke? Mak mana yg tak marah. Aku kan gangster. Sepanjang aku dengar cerita Eizwan, muka senyum je, tapi tangan tengah genggam penumbuk. Well, I'm a mother. A very protective Mak Ayam. Hanya Allah sahaja yg tau apa perasaan aku time tu. Masa tanya nama budak-budak yg buat Eiwan tu pun, aku tengok Ezzy pun dah gigil-gigil suara tahan marah. Tapi aku tahu, aku dgn Ezzy kena betul-betul careful the way kitorg handle benda ni. Tak boleh ikutkan hati. Monkey see, monkey do. Especially this little monkey.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Jadi untuk kebaikan anak-anak, aku simpankan gangster aku dalam almari. Kena tunjuk contoh yg baik. Ezzy still called the school just to ask the teacher to monitor from far. We understand this is just another growing process but we also want to make sure things don't go overboard.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Eizwan, one day if u're reading this, I want u to know, Daddy and Mommy are always here for u. Bukan Mommy tak nak Eiwan lawan balik, but that will only prove what they think we are. Islam is a peace-loving religion and it teaches co-existence with all other religions.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Kita bukan terrorist.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Kita terror jewww.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Malam tu before tidur, segangster-gangster Mak Ayam, akhirnya jatuh juga airmata.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Eh, I'm a mother lah. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">7 tahun lepas, aku buat keputusan utk lepaskan segala impian dan cita-cita aku sendiri demi utk menjaga suami dan anak-anak sepenuh masa. Bukan satu keputusan yg mudah. Tapi aku percaya kepada hati. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Tipu kalau aku katakan semunya berjalan lancar selama 7 tahun ini tanpa sekelumit pun timbul rasa adakah keputusan yg aku buat ni betul. </span></div>
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Tipu kalau aku katakan aku tak pernah rasa teringin nak bekerja semula seperti rakan yg lain, yg makin jauh tinggalkan aku dari segi kerjaya masing-masing.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Tipu kalau aku katakan aku tak pernah sentap bila ada mulut bisa yg persoalkan decision aku utk tidak bekerjaya.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Tipu kalau aku katakan aku tak risau bila ada yg berbangga mengatakan anak-anak ibu yg bekerjaya akan lebih cenderung utk berjaya.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Tapi aku percaya Allah SWT Maha Mengetahui. Aku percaya kepada apa yg diaturkan. Aku kuatkan hati. Aku keraskan naluri. Alhamdulillah sepanjang 7 tahun ni, satu persatu hikmah diturunkan supaya aku yakin ini yg terbaik utk aku, Ezzy dan anak-anak.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Semalam diturunkan satu lagi hikmah. Bezanya dari yg lain, semalam kesan dia agak dalam. Hati aku sebagai seorang ibu tersentuh. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Jumaat lepas, sambil menunggu Eizwan dari sekolah, aku ternampak seorang pakcik tua tengah struggle nak berjalan. Everytime ada org lalu, dia mcm nak tahan ask for help. Bila Eizwan masuk dalam kereta, aku suruh Eizwan pergi tanya Atok tu if he needs any help. Eizwan ckp dia takut. Sebenarnya dalam hati aku pun takut. Nak pergi tanya of course lah kena in Japanese. Setakat tanya ok ke tak memanglah aku boleh. Tapi buatnya dia jawab panjang lebar tolong bawa dia pergi hospital ke, tak pening aku nak cari kamus dewan Jepun. Few minutes jugak aku kena convincekan Eizwan to fight his fear. I told him, Eizwan nak buat something good, kenapa nak takut? (cakap dengan diri sendiri jugak). Finally we made a deal. Mommy temankan Eizwan. So he agreed. He went to that Atok and asked him. Atok tu ckp dia nak kejar bus kat depan tu, tak jauh pun sebenarnya. Dalam 10 meter je lagi. Tapi tengok pada kelajuan dia berjalan, mmg confirm akan terlepas. So aku pun papah Atok tu and Eizwan terus lari minta bus driver tu tunggu kejap. The bus driver decided to meet us half way. Malam tu bila Ezzy balik, Eizwan cerita semua. And he also wrote the story in his 'niki' (daily journal sekolah suruh buat). Aku ingat cerita tu habis kat situ. Rupanya tak.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Semalam, as usual aku pergi ambik dia kat station. Dari jauh aku tak nampak kelibat dia. Ikutkan aku yg lambat sikit. Dalam aku tercari-cari mana budak ni hilang, tiba-tiba ada polis muncul depan kereta terlambai-lambai suruh aku park kereta tepi. Allahhh apa pulak salah aku ni. Bila aku turunkan tingkap, dia tanya, ok tipu, entah apa dia tanya aku pun tak tau. But finally dia faham aku tak faham apa dia cakap, so dia suruh aku tunggu situ. Itu aku faham.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Jantung aku nak pecah. Dengan Eizwan yg tak muncul-muncul lagi. Then dari jauh aku nampak ada kepala budak yg sangat familiar dalam 'koban' (pondok polis). Astaghfirullah. Anak aku tu. Tuhan je lah tau apa yg aku rasa time tu. Nak lari ke sana, tak boleh tinggalkan kereta and Leia kat dalam. Tak pasal kena saman pulak. 5 mins later, polis tu dtg berlari dgn Eizwan. Ok anak aku boleh berlari, dia sihat. Itu pun dah cukup lega. Then polis tu hulurkan something dalam tangan dia. Ada seketul brooch or earing, aku pun tak sure. Then dia point kat Eizwan sambil mention the word "picked up" "police report". Dia tunjuk satu form kat tangan dia sambil tanya nama aku and contact no. Lagi sekali jantung aku nak pecah. Masya Allah, adakah anak aku dah buat benda yg tak sepatutnya? Dah sampaikah masa aku kena deal benda yg tak elok anak aku buat? Kat mana silap aku and Ezzy? Segala persoalan berpusing-pusing dalam kepala. Then aku tanya Eizwan betul-betul apa yg polis ni cakap. Eizwan explained to me while he was waiting for me, he saw something glittering on the floor. So he picked it up and realized it was something valuable. He decided to hand it over to the police. Alahai anak.. So it turned out, my son has done something good and this paranoid Mommy dah nak muntah fikir yg bukan-bukan. ;)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Dalam kereta aku tanya dia, what made him decided to surrender that thing to the police? Dia cakap mula-mula dia takut nak pergi. Jawapan dia seterusnya ni yg buatkan mata aku bergenang,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">"Mommy cakap kat Eiwan hari tu, jangan takut if u want to do something good.."</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Aku speechless. No word can really describe how I felt that moment. Dia dengar apa yg aku kata. Dia ingat apa yg aku ajar. Dia buat apa yg aku tunjuk. Eizwan berjaya buatkan aku rasa apa yg aku lakukan selama ini sebagai seorg ibu berbalas. Bila aku cerita kat Ezzy, aku burst. Dah lama rasanya tak keluar airmata. Hati dah keras surviving di tempat orang kot. :)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Sejak kebelakangan ini memang timbul beberapa persoalan dalam diri. Adakah aku seorg ibu yg baik, isteri yg taat, anak yg membahagiakan? Dan persoalan-persoalan lain yg biarlah aku dan Dia sahaja yg tau. Sesungguhnya Allah SWT Maha Mengetahui akan segala isi hati setiap satu hambaNya. Diturunkan 'reward'/nikmat dalam pelbagai bentuk utk mengingatkan aku ini adalah yg terbaik diaturkan olehNya. Terngiang-ngiang janji Allah SWT, </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">"Maka nikmat Tuhanmu yg manakah yg kamu dustakan." (Surah Ar-Rahman, 13)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Thank you Eizwan for making me one proud mother. </span></div>
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Thank you Eizwan for making me realized I've done something right.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Thank you Allah SWT for sending me this big 'nikmat'.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">One day when u read this, I just want u to know we are so proud of u son. You managed to fight your fear. I know it was not easy. But u did it. Perjalanan Eizwan masih jauh. Our prayers always be with u. Semoga Eizwan menjadi anak yg soleh, abang yg terbaik kepada adik-adik dan insan yg mulia diberkati Allah SWT dunia dan akhirat. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">But next time can we do something nice that doesn't involve the police? Nak pecah jantung Mommy.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">p/s Aku juga kagum dengan polis yg handle 'kes' Eizwan tadi. Aku tak rasa benda yg Eizwan buat tadi tu smpai perlu buat report semua. But maybe polis tu nak tunjuk pada Eizwan, what Eizwan did just now is something big and he appreciated it. </span></div>
zazaezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11589513779993062980noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693646093331791446.post-83157292415293269602015-11-08T01:19:00.000+10:302015-11-08T01:26:03.050+10:30After 8 years<div class="tr_bq">
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Ezzy wrote this on his Facebook. I just want to keep here for later (read: bila aku rasa kekurangan kasih sayang).</span></div>
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I have a little secret.<br />
This lady has a super power.<br />
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1. I was down with severe chickenpox for the past one week and I had to take pills 5 times a day (after meal). She cook and prepared the food for me every single time without fail.<br />
2. She woke up very early in the morning to prepare the kids' school attire and cook their bentou.<br />
3. She drove car to send the kids to school which distance 10km away from our house every morning and fetch them at the nearest train station in the afternoon.<br />
4. She went to 2 big events in the kids' school and participated in one of the main game on the Sport Day, while carrying our 1 year 10 months old daughter in her arm.<br />
5. Since I need to take a lot of water, one day she went to the nearest mall and brought back bottles of 2 liter mineral water. How could she carry that?<br />
6. Did I tell you she couldn't speak Japanese? My sons told me that they went to the wet market because mommy wanted to cook fish for my dish. She couldn't even read the signage and speak with the seller, how could she do the bargain and get the right fish?<br />
7. She attended to the kids' homework every night after the dinner (suppose to be my routine). Again, she doesn't have the language, how this could be possible?<br />
8. She has a small online business. She still managing the orders coming in, while at the same time struggling with the little kid nagging to be fed. Oh, our daughter is still breastfeeding.<br />
9. After all, we are living in foreign country with English is not a common language. She is far far away from her parent, families and friends to seek for help. It is not a practice to have a maid here either. She did all of this on her own, I repeat A.L.O.N.E! (thank you very much for some guidance from families and friends via whatsapp group, etc.).<br />
10. This lady is my wife. My kids and I are very lucky to have this wonder woman by our side. Oh, she never been infected by the disease yet and hopefully will never be because I don't think I could possibly do all of the above on my own. </blockquote>
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Thank you Nurzahirah Mohd. Mukhtar </blockquote>
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posted by Ezzy Ismail on Monday, October 5, 2015 </blockquote>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">He wrote this while he was on his way to the office. It was his first day after a week of fighting the evil chicken pox virus. I wasn't really expecting this coming from my not-so-romantic partner. To say that I am more silly, gooey, lovey, dovey romance lover compared to him is not far from the truth. I am being perempuan kan. He, being the man he is, is more reserved and <strike>hati batu</strike> cool person. So this post really took me by surprise.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Yes, he was sick. Like really really sick. Like memang-ingat-mati-punya sick. </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">And it happened that, that same week the boys' school had 2 major events; school carnival and sports day. </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Since it's an infectious virus, Ezzy wasn't allowed to go out and need to be quarantined for at least a week. </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">So I got no choice but to go alone to both events without him. </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It seems that the symptoms tend to be worse in adults than in children. Severe headache (started a day before the first rash appears), body aches, high fever, tiredness, loss of appetite and the spots? Pergghhhh. Started with small comel little harmless rashes then turned into horrible blisters. I can't even imagine how Ezzy managed to keep his hands from scratching those spots. They looked very damn itchy and they were everywhere, on the body, face and even in the mouth. Bad chicken. Bad bad baddddd chicken. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">No doubt, it has indeed been a trying week for me. One that saw me almost break down and cry like a baby. </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">But to me a wife's gotta do what a wife's gotta do. In difficult time like this, you're left with no choice but to push yourself as far as you can go. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">So when I read what Ezzy wrote for me, I literally cried. It meant so much to me. </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">What I did is little compared to what he has done for me. When you're living in a foreign land, far away from your families and friends, you only have each other. Dialah kawan, dialah lawan, dialah jiran sebelah, dialah kawan bergossip, dialah kawan memasak (dia tolong kelim karipap), dialah tukang pilih kasut, dialah segala. And he never failed to be there by my side whenever I needed him.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">This post is not about me wanting to show off how romantic my husband is. Believe me, he is not. </span><span class="hvr" style="box-sizing: inherit; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; line-height: 19.5px;">Over</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; line-height: 19.5px;"> </span><span class="hvr" style="box-sizing: inherit; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; line-height: 19.5px;">the </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; line-height: 19.5px;"></span><span class="hvr" style="box-sizing: inherit; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; line-height: 19.5px;">years,</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; line-height: 19.5px;"> </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; line-height: 19.5px;">we</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; line-height: 19.5px;"> </span><span class="hvr" style="box-sizing: inherit; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; line-height: 19.5px;">went</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; line-height: 19.5px;"> </span><span class="hvr" style="box-sizing: inherit; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; line-height: 19.5px;">through</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; line-height: 19.5px;"> </span><span class="hvr" style="box-sizing: inherit; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; line-height: 19.5px;">thick</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; line-height: 19.5px;"> </span><span class="hvr" style="box-sizing: inherit; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; line-height: 19.5px;">and</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; line-height: 19.5px;"> </span><span class="hvr" style="box-sizing: inherit; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; line-height: 19.5px;">thin</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; line-height: 19.5px;"> and </span><span class="hvr" style="box-sizing: inherit; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; line-height: 19.5px;">cherished</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; line-height: 19.5px;"> </span><span class="hvr" style="box-sizing: inherit; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; line-height: 19.5px;">every</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; line-height: 19.5px;"> </span><span class="hvr" style="box-sizing: inherit; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; line-height: 19.5px;">minute</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; line-height: 19.5px;"> </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; line-height: 19.5px;">of</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; line-height: 19.5px;"> </span><span class="hvr" style="box-sizing: inherit; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; line-height: 19.5px;">it.</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> Every experience has helped us to grow in many ways and made us into what we are today. </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We are not perfect. We argued, we've had our share of fighting over petty things, like who was the last one out but forgot to turn off the heater, and when Ezzy forgot to tell me about the boys' school trip and made me driving around macam orang gila, but at the end of the day we both know there's no one in this world we would rather have that silly arguments. It's ok. It is part and parcel of any marriage. </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Every fight we had made us a</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">ppreciate each other more and more. W</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">e learned to accept each other's weaknesses. </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Well I guess that's what marriage all about. W</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">e complete each other's </span><strike style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">annoyingness</strike><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> life. :) </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">God has chosen this man to be my Imam. And I am eternally grateful for that.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">8 years ago, I made a vow. "Through weakness and strength, happiness and sorrow, for better for worse, I will care and love you with every beat of my heart."</span> </span></blockquote>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">p/s To prove his love, Ezzy passed the virus to me a week later. Sweet kan? Bluerghhh.</span>zazaezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11589513779993062980noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693646093331791446.post-63868024818208232562015-11-05T17:24:00.002+10:302015-11-06T14:13:56.203+10:30School (part II): The uniforms<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Autumn is here. My favourite season. Love the colours, trees painted in all kinds of beautiful reds and oranges, the air is fresh and crisp, and of course the weather, a blend of sun and clouds and chilly breeze. Some places have started with Christmas decorations and illuminations. Romance is in the air ………...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">For young couples lah. Untuk aku yang anak 3 ni, apa-apa season pun sama je ada typhoon. Our family just had our nightmare episode of chicken pox. Started with Ezzy, then when we thought maybe it's just going to be Daddy, Leia pula down. Followed by Eizwan, Mommy and the last one Eiryan. So semua jadi chicken. Rumah pun dah macam reban ayam. 3 weeks kitorang makan lauk pantang. Sakit berjemaah di negara orang ni memang banyak dugaan and pengajaran. Satu experience yang aku takkan lupa smpai bila-bila sebab parut ni mcm takde rupa nak hilang. Pengalaman yang menaikkan tahap kematangan to another level. Nantilah aku buat special entry for this. Entah bila-bila.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Sambungan from cerita sekolah Eizwan. Dah nak hujung tahun baru nak sambung Jaja ni. Perangai. ;) Alhamdulillah Eizwan dah almost 6 months at the new school, Meisei Shougakkou (elementary school). Eiryan pun under Meisei but kindergarten, Meisei Youchien (kindergarten).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Since dah hujung autumn nak masuk winter, both of them dah changed their uniform to winter uniform atau dalam nama bahasa Jepunnya … aku tak tau. Basically Eizwan has 3 uniforms; winter, spring / autumn (transition) and summer. But Eiryan only has 2; winter and summer.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Aku memang prefer sekolah yang ada uniform sebab senang tak payah pening nak fikir everyday. Bukan semua sekolah ada uniform kat sini. Most public schools they don't have any. Boleh sukahati nak pakai apa. Actually we wanted to send Eizwan to public school. Ok aku yang nak sebenarnya. Aku kan ambitious tak sedar diri sikit. Ezzy berat hati. I want Eizwan to experience school with locals. And of course nak save duit tabung. ;) But after considering the pros and cons, finally we agreed to send him to private. Ezzy was worried that if we were to send Eizwan to public school, I might have trouble communicating with the teachers and other parents. At least in Meisei, there are still teachers and parents who can speak and understand English. And most important thing is, they don't go hiding behind pillars buat-buat tak nampak every time they see me. Oh yes. Aku sergah "Good Morning!" je habis berterabur lari. Agaknya kalau boleh tembus dinding tu dah lama aku jalan sorang-sorang kat Jepun ni. But itu dululah. Time aku sendiri pun malu-malu. Now dah selamba jerit "Ohaiyou gozaimasu!". So macam konon dah terror la. Sakai orang Malaysia ni.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Back to cerita uniform. So sekolah akan bagi tau exact date to change the uniform. Tapi kalau ada sorang budak alien tiba-tiba datang sekolah la la la la pakai uniform season lepas, semua orang tahu itu mesti anak foreigner yang Mommy dia tak pandai baca surat and harapkan husband dia yang baca and husband dia selalu lepas baca lupa nak update wife dia. Pemandangan biasa. Ehhhhhhh bukan senang nak survive kat negara orang yang cakap macam ayam dengan itik. Ramai yang bising kenapa aku tak belajar Japanese. Aduyai. Kalau ada peluang siapa tak nak. Ingat tak penat ke nak sampaikan message pada cikgu budak-budak ni pakai sign language? Satu ayat pun aku dah mengah sbb tangan kaki semua keluar. Butttttttt.. Aku belum dapat peluang tu. My daily routines pun dah pack enough. Dulu pernah ada personal tutor hired by Ezzy's company for me. But since homework aku tak pernah nak siap and balik rumah tengok Ezzy berantakan dengan anak-anak, aku rasa tunggu dululah masa yang sesuai. Alhamdulillah aku rasa lately ni jalan tu dah ada. Every time aku kena tolong Eizwan with his homework, aku pun ambik opportunity tu untuk belajar sekali. Selalunya aku lah yg kena sekolahkan dengan Eizwan. :)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Oklah. Rasanya dah cukup dah untuk tahun ni. ;) Part III nanti aku cerita macam mana we trained Eizwan to take public transport to his school. Itu pun satu lagi huru hara. Aku tau ramai yang survive dengan cemerlangnya duduk kat Jepun ni. But nak buat macam mana. Dah memang kitorang ni anak beranak huru hara. :p</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I really hope I can sustain my kerajinan to update my blog. Banyak benda aku rasa nak share and simpan untuk bacaan aku sendiri bila tua remaja nanti. Or at least untuk aku jadikan bahan nak kenakan anak-anak aku nanti. Heh heh.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Tiba2 keinginan utk tulis blog tu dtg balik. Kenapa tah. Maybe sbb baru2 ni my 1st born dah masuk Standard 1. So I really think I should share our experience. Kalau takde org nak baca pun at least utk aku baca bila aku dah muda balik nnti.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">STANDARD ONE??!! Damn.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Dah sebulan lebih Eizwan start sekolah. Sini sesi persekolahan start bulan April. So kids yg lahir January
to March that year akan masuk sesi yg sebelum tu. Satu lagi pengalaman baru di
bumi Jepun ni. Aku tau aku kena tulis pengalaman duduk kat sini. Everytime ada
big event aku mesti gatal mulut pg ckp dekat Ezzy, </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">"I think I should write
this in my blog.." </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">dan disahut dgn "Dah banyak kali ckp mcm tu
kot..". </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Cis. Ni dah masuk tahun ke 6 duduk kat tempat org tapi blog still
bersawang. Haih. But kat mana aku nak korek masa utk duduk mengadap laptop ni?
Dari hari ke hari aku cuba sebenarnya. One word a
day pun jadilah. Hampas. Everyday aku berangan, </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">"Ok, make sure hari ni
siapkan semua kerja cepat then boleh sit down tulis blog.." </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Who am I
kidding?? Siapkan kerja?? Pernah siap ke?? Memang taklah. Dah banyak kali kena
tipu. Nampak mcm dah nak habis......... sikit lagi........ sikit lagi........<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">"Mommy! Abang Eiwan tumpahkan milk kat
kitchen!" </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Mengemop satu floor. Ok, almost........ almost........</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">"Oh mannnnnn.. Eiyan tak sempat.." </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Basah
seluar and toilet mat. Membasuh pulak. Ok, dah siap. On laptop, tarik
kerusi....</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">"Mommy! Eiyan pukul Eiwan dgn Triceratops
(haaaa.. Itu nama anak angkat aku yg baru)." </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Diikuti dgn pekikan dari mak
gorilla. Makanya kena masuk mahkamah pulak jadi judge. Sesi mahkamah satu hal.
Belum lg drama bila hukuman dijatuhkan. Then sesi kaunseling pulak.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Then duduk balik depan laptop. Baru nak tarik
nafas, Cik Leia pulak tarik tangan nak susu. Habis bg susu, machine pulak
berbunyi. Keluarkan 1 load masuk another load. Dah tu takkan nak tengok je
kain2 tu masuk almari sendiri. So lipat, gantung, bla bla bla. So from satu
kerja ke satu kerja, tengok2 dah pukul 9.30 mlm, time utk tidurkan 3 manusia
kecik ni. Makanya pergi balik ke laptop, gerakkan cursor ke <i>shut down</i>,
terkuburlah satu hari lagi niat nak update blog.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Lately ni time tu mcm makin ada. At least until the
boys come back from school la. Lepas tu dlm keadaan rumah yg huru-hara mcm dlm
zoo, jgn haraplah aku nak pegang laptop. Leia pun dah pandai masak. Dia masak
macaroni from last month tak siap2 lagi. Dah pandai duduk diam2 layan DVD. So
ok lah. Usually aku akan habiskan semua basic routines; mandikan kids, buat
bento, breakfast, kemas bilik, laundry, before hantar Eiryan to kindy. So after
balik tu, aku dah boleh sit down buat kerja lain. Oh aku pun tgh usahakan a
small business, so lagilah huru-hara kan. Eh sebelum itu, aku update sikit
pasal family aku walaupun takde org tanya. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">1. Tahun ni aku 35 years <strike>old</strike> young. Perggghhhh
mudanyaaaa.. Oh shaddappp.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">2. Anak aku dah 3 org. Yup. Jaja yg dulu boleh
terfikir boleh pregnant ke aku ni, dah 3 org anak dia. :P Aku ganas dulu.
Dengan Taekwondo, berlari, melompat, memanjat pokok, tergolek masuk longkang,
main futsal, pendek kata (aku sedar aku tak berapa nak tinggi), segala aktiviti
yg tidak mencerminkan keperempuanan aku buat. So mestilah risau. Sampai
sekarang, everytime cakap pasal jumlah anak-anak yg aku ada ni dgn Mak, dia
mesti keluarkan statement </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">"Itulah. Dulu sikit punya risau takut tak boleh
pregnant. Haaaa now? Ambik kau." </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Dush kepala sendiri. So Leia tu adalah
anak aku yg no. 3. Bukan anak jiran sebelah. Nama penuh Cik Leia, Eiliyah
Zahra. Nanti bila aku ada masa aku cerita pasal kehuru-haraan Cik Leia
dikeluarkan melihat cahaya dunia. Eceh.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">3. Tahun ni tahun ke 6 duduk di negara org (aku tau
dah cakap tadi tp saje nak bg post ni nmpak panjang). Eizwan 7 yo. Esok. Yup
birthday dia esok tapi Mommy la la la tak fikir nak buat apa lagi. Eiryan 5 yo
next month. And my princess Leia this Dec 2 yo.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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zazaezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11589513779993062980noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693646093331791446.post-51978821496585690082015-03-25T17:30:00.000+10:302015-05-13T17:55:42.453+09:30Dulu aku tak tau<div style="color: #141823; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 6px;">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Kegembiraan seorang ibu dan ayah menerima </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">perkhabaran cahaya mata pertama.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Dulu aku tak tau.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Kesengsaraan seorang ibu membawa kandungannya </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">selama 9 bulan dan melahirkan nyawa.<br />Dulu aku tak tau.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Kepayahan seorang ayah ke hulu ke hilir mengendong </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">membesarkan seorang permata.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Dulu aku tak tau.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Kepenatan seorang ibu dan ayah mencari rezeki untuk</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">sediakan yg terbaik untuk anaknya.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Dulu aku tak tau.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Kerisauan siang dan malam seorang ibu apabila anaknya</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">sakit melanda.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Dulu aku tak tau.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Ketakutan seorang ayah apabila anaknya</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">leka di luar sana.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Dulu aku tak tau.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Kemarahan seorang ibu dan ayah apabila anaknya</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">melakukan perkara yg bakal merosakkan masa depannya.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Dulu aku tak tau.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Kesedihan seorang ibu dan ayah apabila anaknya</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">menghiris hati mereka dengan perbuatan dan kata-kata.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Dulu aku tak tau.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Kelegaan seorang ibu dan ayah apabila anaknya</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">menjadi seorang insan akhirnya.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Dulu aku tak tau.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Kesyukuran seorang ayah apabila anaknya</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">menundukkan kepala sujud kepada Maha Pencipta.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Dulu aku tak tau.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Hari ini umur aku 35 tahun.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Aku juga seorang ibu.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Akhirnya aku tau.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Mak dan Ayah.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Terima kasih untuk semuanya.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Ampunkan segala yang terluka.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Halalkan yang menjadi darah dan daging ja.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Doa ja sentiasa semoga Allah SWT memelihara Mak dan Ayah sebaik-baiknya dunia dan akhirat sepertimana Mak dan Ayah 35 tahun dulu memegang erat seorang cahaya mata yang pertama.</span></div>
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zazaezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11589513779993062980noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693646093331791446.post-4793903370160441832013-04-28T21:58:00.000+09:302015-05-13T17:58:05.226+09:30Kerana Politik<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Kerana politik,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">sahabat tidak bertegur sapa.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Kerana politik,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">saudara seagama mendoakan cacat cela.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Kerana politik,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">bidadari lupa malunya.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Kerana politik,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">bidadara hilang <i>gentleman</i> nya.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Kerana politik,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">aib berada di mana-mana.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Kerana politik,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">maki hamun santapan biasa.</span><br />
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<b><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">KERANA POLITIK.</span></b><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Cepatlah 5 Mei. Semoga semua rapat semula.</span><br />
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<br />zazaezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11589513779993062980noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693646093331791446.post-87914034718210144232012-02-25T15:06:00.001+10:302012-02-25T15:06:41.786+10:30Wah wah!Wah wah wah! Jaja update blog dia lagi? Hahaha.. Aku rasa selama ni aku susah sgt nak update blog sbb byk sgt fikir. Lepas tu berangan nak tulis panjang2. This time aku nak try cara lain. Aku nak tulis apa yg aku terfikir, pendek ke panjang ke, berfaedah ke tak ke, aku nak belasah. Coz u know why? I also dont know why. :)<br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/02/24/3139.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/02/24/s_3139.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Malam tadi, after few days teringin, finally Ezzy belikan. Semua orang dah tau kot. Ni namanya <i>takoyaki</i>.<br /><br /><b>Tako</b> = Octopus<br /><b>Yaki</b> = Baked<br /><br />Lebih kurang mcm tulah. So kalau yang inti dalam tu udang seperti yg telah diubahsuai kat Msia, janganlah hina Encik Octopus dgn memanggil <i>takoyaki</i>. Kesian dia.. <br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/02/24/3140.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/02/24/s_3140.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='187' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Errrgghhh.. Aku tengok gambar pun aku geli. Actually, everytime makan <i>takoyaki</i> ni, aku akan operate dia dulu. Korek bg octopus tu keluar dulu. So basically aku makan tepung je lah. Saya makan sotong bukan sotong kurita. If one day Ezzy gatal2 bawa balik octopus ni suruh masak, akan ada satu decoration baru kat dinding rumah. Sama ada octopus or Ezzy yg melekat kat situ.<br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/02/24/3141.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/02/24/s_3141.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='187' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Apa2 pun, <i>takoyaki</i> ni sedap. A must try. Atas tu letak mayonis and satu jenis ikan. Yg mcm serbuk kayu kat atas tu actually sejenis ikan. And bila kita taburkan atas <i>takoyaki</i> ni time panas2, serbuk kayu ni (aku yg panggil benda alah ni serbuk kayu) mcm bergerak2. First time Ezzy tunjuk, boleh expectlah aku punya melompat mcm mana. Mana taknya. Dalam kepala belum hilang pasal octopus kat dalam tu, tiba2 ada pulak benda yg gerak2 kat atas. Ya, aku mmg senang melompat and sgt tak adventurous when it comes to food testing. Kalau masuk Fear Factor ke Amazing Race, part yg makan2 ni confirm aku surrender dulu. Kau suruhlah aku buat benda lain. Tidur dengan ular ke, berenang dengan tikus ke, semua pun aku tak buat jugak. Duduk rumah lagi bagus.. <br /><br />- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone<br />zazaezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11589513779993062980noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693646093331791446.post-88247530409540405052012-02-23T14:54:00.001+10:302012-02-23T14:54:27.985+10:30Resolution?Eeee.. Baru je rasa wish semua org New Year, now dah middle of Feb! Cepatnya! Aku punya azam x start apa pun lagi. Ya! Jaja ada azam. Jaja pun pelik mcm mana this year dia boleh ada azam. At the age of 32, I finally decided to have a resolution. Dah terlambat? Suka hati betalah.. Muahaha.. Well actually I consider it as an experiment. An experiment to see how far would I go to make sure this resolution termakbul by end of this year. It's a self-test. Here goes..<br /><br /><font size="4"><b>FINISH READING AT LEAST 20 BOOKS BY 31ST DECEMBER 2012!</b></font><br /><br />Yea I know. To some of u 20 tu sikit je. But for me, after having 2 kids ni, nak habiskan 1 buku pun merangkak. Jangankan nak baca buku, mandi pun tak basah, makan pun belasah. Tapi aku still mandilah. Dulukan, masa zaman before aku kahwin, bila tengok wanita2 (eceh wanita) yg ada anak2 ni, serabut, tak terurus, tak maintain, kelam-kabut, aku yg evil ni siap mengucap panjang. Masya Allah, apa yang teruk sgt jaga anak sampai muka kau tak boleh blah. Kelam kabut, serabut, rambut mcm sabut, segala 'but' lah. Muka dah brp lama x pakai moisturiser. Ish! So aku pun berazam, when it's my turn to get married and have kids, I'll make sure everything, including myself, maintain 'a good view' to look at. Tapi...... Tuhan Maha Kaya. Kalau aku dapat sikat rambut before keluar pun dah cukup bagus. Moisturiser? Apa tu? Kek ke? Serves me right. Cakap orang lagi..<br /><br />Ok back to my resolution. I want to see what 20 books can do to me. Will I be a different person? Will it change my way of thinking? Maybe.. But buku yg dipilih tu mestilah yg membina. Bukan buku yg bawa aku berkhayal di awan biru. So currently I'm reading this..<br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/02/22/2903.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/02/22/s_2903.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Ambik kau! :)<br /><br />- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone<br />zazaezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11589513779993062980noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693646093331791446.post-65924443066546606082012-01-11T18:05:00.004+10:302012-01-11T18:05:53.609+10:302012<div style="text-align: left;">
Wow! Dah 11 hari kita kat 2012 and aku tak start buat apa2 lagi! Jangan kata nak start, list nak buat apa this year pun belum ada. Talking about New Year Resolution, huh? Kena ada ke New Year Resolution ni? Rasa macam sama je. Every end of December semua kelam kabut nak ada azam baru. Then tup tup dah bulan 11, nak masuk another new year. List azam baru satu pun tak bergerak. Makanya azam baru akan direcycle untuk kali ke-18. So this year aku punya azam tahun baru adalah menggerakkan azam-azam 18 tahun lepas. Hehe.. </div>
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Gambar Tokyo Tower lagi?? Gambar wajib every year. Dah tak tau nak pergi mana nak celebrate New Year kat sini. Apparently, Japanese tak celebrate New Year dengan fireworks sana sini macam kat Malaysia. Pelik jugak. Maybe sebab sejuk? Ennnnntaaaahhhlaaaa.. Nanti aku dah boleh cakap Jepun aku tanyakan.. Sementara tu kita telan sajelah kebosanan ini sama-sama..<br />
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Wow! Dah 2012 and aku dah ada anak 2! Rasa macam baru je semalam keluar sekolah. Tau-tau je dah ada Si Kerinting and Si Bambam ni. Eizwan tahun ni 4 tahun and Eiryan 2 tahun. Mak diorang tak payah tanya berapa tahun. Bertahun-tahun dah. Eizwan tahun ni insya Allah akan masuk tadika. Dah besar dah anak aku ni. Adalah rasa reluctant sikit nak masukkan dia sekolah sebab rasa mcm dia kecik lagi. Tapi Ezzy cakap baik masukkan dia sekarang, bagi dia ample time utk catch up Japanese. Hari tu dah pergi tengok sekolah dia. Dia punyalah excited sampai banyak kali 'pengsan'. Aku and Ezzy dah x tau nak explain apa kat cikgu tu. Yup, anak aku memang drama king. As for me, mixed feelings. Yelah anak nak masuk sekolah. Nak serahkan anak pada orang lain jaga and didik. Selama ni dia dengan aku 24 hours. Berperang tunggang-langgang kitorang bertiga kat rumah ni. Maka bermulah satu lagi chapter baru dalam hidup aku. From what I heard, sekolahkan anak-anak kat Jepun ni pun kena main politik. Kalau silap langkah, anak kita akan jadi mangsa buli dan dipulaukan, a nightmare for every mother. I was told that mothers have to play a role in making sure their kids get into 'the group'. Kena baik-baik or buat-buat baik dengan mak-mak yang lain. Kena beraktiviti bersama-sama. Minum-minum petang. Tukar-tukar kek..........<br />
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Ok first, aku nak cakap dengan jiran sebelah Happy New Year pun aku fikir 18 kali and memang sampai aku pindahlah tak terwish. Nak beli ikan sayur pun still tarik tangan Ezzy. Bukannya aku tak pernah try cakap, of courselah pernah, diorang je macam tak faham. Hehe. Second, aku tak pandai nak buat kek-kek ni lah! Nak buat kek nak bagi orang konon, husband sendiri teringin nak makan pun aku suruh beli kat kedai. Perlu ke nak tukar-tukar kek ni. Tukar benda lain tak boleh? Aku ada banyak tupperware kosong yang aku sakit mata tengok colour tak match kat rumah ni kalau nak. Nak ambik terus pun takpe. Ish, anak yang nak sekolah, aku yang stress. Takpe.. Aku akan berusaha sedaya upaya aku untuk belajar membuat kek sampai jadi kek if that what it takes to make sure Eizwan happy di sekolah. Kita tengok je lah nanti..<br />
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Wow! Dah lama aku tak update blog! Hahaha.. Aku kan suka buat-buat busy.. Later alligator!zazaezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11589513779993062980noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693646093331791446.post-58902039504777177062011-03-17T23:34:00.001+10:302011-03-18T02:12:41.833+10:30Life goes on..Woke up pretty early today.. Nak get ready apa2 yang patut before they cut off electricity at our area, scheduled from 12:20 pm till 4:00 pm.. Bright and sunny day outside but still a bit windy, sejuk.. Sambil2 bagi makan Eiryan, tengok tv.. One channel was showing the list of evacuees and the evacuation center where they at right now..<br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/17/687.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/17/s_687.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Hmm.. Sekali lagi aku bersyukur.. I cannot imagine how it would feel like if I have to look at the list, everyday, searching and hoping to see my loved ones' names.. As of today, the number of victims has increased to 13,000 people, I think.. It has been 7 days, chances to survive under this cold weather semakin tipis.. Salji turun the whole day at the affected area, making it harder for the rescue team to search for survivors.. But tengok muka sorang2, they are just not ready to give up.. Not yet..<br /><br />12:30 pm, electricity start tak ada.. Since hari ni sejuk, aku and Eiryan main guling2 lagi dalam selimut.. So basically nothing much today, just a quick update <br />- <del>no more aftershocks</del> had 2 just now around 10:30 pm..<br />- people still stocking up their food eventhough government dah announce that food supplies are sufficient for everyone.. It's just the focus is now more on sending food to the affected area so other area lambat sikitlah sampai.. <br />- Fukushima Nuclear Power Plant? Hari ni translator pergi kerja.. So aku tak faham apa hero aku ni cakap.. <br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/17/1201.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/17/s_1201.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Pasal nuclear tu, since day 1 lagi dia ni lah yang akan selalu update kat press conference.. Kesian tengok dia.. Asyik kena belasah je dengan reporter semua.. Mesti tak tidur2 lagi.. Penat nak menjawab soalan2 maut.. Everyday kalau aku nak tau hari tu punya progress macam mana, aku judge based pada dia berpeluh sikit ke banyak..<br />- tv pun dah slowly back to normal.. Tak adalah macam last few days, every channel tunjuk update pasal earthquake and tsunami.. But commercial break still tunjuk the same advertisements by Japan AC (Advertising Council).. AC ni memang dipertanggungjawabkan untuk come out dengan iklan2 untuk naikkan moral values and spirits during crisis macam ni.. Tengah2 gelak tengok japanese comedy show tadi, earthquake warning masuk.. Maybe dah terlampau banyak, dah agak immune.. Gegar kejap, then la la la.. Hopefully after this tak adalah yang major ones.. Insya Allah..<br /><br />- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone<br />zazaezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11589513779993062980noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693646093331791446.post-28220939878884350662011-03-17T17:41:00.000+10:302011-03-17T17:41:22.999+10:30Doa Abu Darda'I'm not an expert but just want to share something that hopefully can help to ease our mind during this difficult time..<br />
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"<i>O Allah, You are my Lord, there is no god but You, I put my trust in You, You are the Lord of the Mighty Throne. Whatever Allah wills will happen and what He does not will, cannot happen. There is no power or strength except with Allah, the Exalted, the Mighty. I know that Allah has power over all things, and Allah comprehends all things in knowledge. O Allah, I seek refuge with You from the evil of myself and from the evil of all creatures under Your control. Surely the straight way is my Sustainer’s way..</i>"<br />
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Diriwayatkan dari Thalaq Bin Habib, seorang lelaki telah datang kepada Abu Darda’ lalu berkata, "Wahai Abu Darda’, saya lihat rumahmu telah terbakar!" <br />
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Abu Darda menjawab dengan penuh keyakinan, "Bukan rumahku, Allah SWT tidak akan membenarkannya kerana aku telah mendengar Rasulullah SAW bersabda, <br />
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<blockquote>"Barangsiapa yang membaca doa ini (doa di atas) pada waktu pagi, terhindar dia dari bencana yang mungkin menimpa dirinya, ahli keluarganya dan hartanya sehingga petang. Dan barangsiapa yang membaca doa ini pada waktu petang, maka terhindarlah dia dari bencana sehingga ke pagi.."</blockquote><br />
Aku telah membaca doa itu pada waktu pagi hari ini.." <br />
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Lalu Abu Darda’ mengajak sahabatnya ke rumahnya untuk menyaksikan peristiwa kebakaran itu. Maka ternyatalah bahawa rumah-rumah di sekitar rumah Abu Darda’ sudah habis terbakar semuanya, sedangkan rumah Abu Darda’ masih kekal terpelihara..<br />
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Belakang rumah aku ni sekolah rendah.. Selalunya pagi2 akan kedengaran suara budak2 jepun ni gelak, menjerit sambil berlari.. Few days after the tragedy, senyap sunyi je belakang ni.. But pagi tadi suara budak2 sekolah bermain di padang sekolah kembali kedengaran.. Berlari gembira like they used to.. And I'm glad.. <br />
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Hari ni angin kuat.. Kuat sangat dari biasa.. Takut jugaklah bila dengar bunyi dia yang macam nak tercabut bumbung kat luar tu.. But alhamdulillah tak ada apa.. <br />
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Now tengah bunyi siren kat luar.. Time2 macam ni bila dengar bunyi siren police ke ambulance ke bomba, ada rasa takut sikit.. Hopefully tak ada apa.. <br />
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Around 12:50 pm tadi, ada satu aftershock yang agak kuat and boleh tahan dekat dengan our place.. Magnitude 6.0, epicentre Chiba.. Less than 100 kms from our place.. Usually right before the quake, there will be an earthquake warning kat tv.. Tengah2 tengok tv then ada satu bunyi akan interrupt menandakan there's another quake coming in few seconds.. Announcer akan bagitau epicenter kat mana.. So people staying nearby that area kena standby.. Then tunggu je la bila dia nak gegar.. Itu kalau nasib baik la.. Kalau ada nasib yang tak baik, tak dapat warning apa2, tiba2 rumah goyang.. Takut? Of course takut.. But rasanya takut lagi orang yang kat Sendai.. <br />
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Following after the major earthquake, Fukushima I Nuclear Power Plant was said to be unstable.. Cerita tentang ni sangat panjang and I think most of u pun dah dengar macam2.. As for today, radiation level is still said not harmful to health.. But due to that mishap, TEPCO (Tokyo Electric Power Company), the company that owns the nuclear plant, terpaksa membuat catuan bekalan elektrik berperingkat.. Since few reactors tengah unstable now ni, so tak cukup power nak supply pada semua area.. Since hari Isnin hari tu kitorang dah dapat jadual bila area masing2 akan kena cut off.. Tak lama.. Sekali cut off dalam 3 to 4 hours je.. Takpela.. Sama2 susah.. So 2 hari tu kitorang pun beriya check schedule yg dia bagi tapi tak potong la pulak.. So hari ni, kitorang take for granted TEPCO dah repair kot.. Makanya tidaklah check cut off time for our area.. Padanlah muka.. Tercengang2 bila tiba2 tak ada electric.. Dari 3:20 pm sampai pukul 6:20 pm.. Air pun tak ada.. That part aku pun tak faham kenapa.. And time2 macam ni lah, boleh gatal nak pergi toilet.. Makanya tak pasal2 dapat experience pergi toilet dengan menggunakan torchlight.. Nasib baik air tergerak hati nak tadah dalam bath tub 2 hari lepas.. Takpela.. At least aku still ada toilet.. <br />
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Oklah.. Nak tidur dah ni.. Banyak lagi nak cerita tapi dah pukul 12:30 am.. Esok Ezzy kerja.. Doakanlah tak ada apa2.. Isnin Ezzy tak pergi sebab train masih belum jalan.. Then Selasa dia pergi coz katanya nak ada briefing pasal ni.. Hari ni tak sebabnya aku pun tak sure.. So esok dia kata dah lama tinggal office.. Kalau Ezzy ada kat rumah, rasa safe sikit.. But bila dia tak ada, hmm.. Takpelah.. Sekurang2nya aku masih ada Ezzy.. Dia pergi office je pun.. Insya Allah tak ada apa..<br />
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Esok katanya ada power cut off lagi area sini.. Nasib baik siang.. Tak perlulah aku nak kena bergelap.. Tapi best jugak.. Macam tadi kitorang bertiga main guling2 dalam selimut.. Since dah tak ada apa yang boleh buatkan.. Seronok! Berlampukan torchlight yang aku sangat kagum.. Magnet boleh melekat kat tiang lampu tu.. Terror kan? <br />
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Dalam diam2 tu aku terfikir macam manalah keadaan mereka yang berada di Sendai and area lain yang affected tu..? Dengan tak ada electric, air, food.. Tidur dalam kesejukan coz rumah semua dah hancur.. Maka sekali lagi aku bersyukur dengan sehelai selimut yang masih mampu memanaskan kami bertiga tadi.. Alhamdulillah.. Apa sangat yang kami lalui compare to those yang menggigil kesejukan, kelaparan.. In the same time masih menunggu berita from their loved ones.. Hmmm.. Once again, alhamdulillah.. <br />
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Good nite.. Take care.. <br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">Nak cakap "Introducing.. bla bla bla.." pun cerita dah basi.. Hehe.. Now Eiryan Zarith dah 5 months 2 weeks.. Hari Isnin (29 November) hari tu dah start bagi dia makan solid food.. At first dia reject la coz Mommy dia masak bubur nasi tawar.. Hehe.. Semalam barang2 yg my parents post baru smpai, dalam tu ada Nestle Cereal so tadi tryla bagi and dia suka.. ;) Siap mengamuk bila lambat sikit suap.. Tak senonoh perangai Si Bam Bam ni.. Eizwan Zarith pulak dah 2 years 6 months.. Dah panjang akal.. Pening nak layan.. </div><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Eizwan Zarith Bin Ezzy Ismail</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br />
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So now aku ni aku dah ada title 'mother of two'.. Heh heh.. Mcm mana rasa? Hmm.. Sangat mencabar.. Part ni nantilah aku cuba cerita later.. I think I need to stop now.. Cukuplah setakat ni for my first entry after the long silence.. ;) Before I go, ni gambar budak 2 orang ni..<br />
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</tbody></table>Oh ya.. Aku still kat sini.. ;)zazaezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11589513779993062980noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693646093331791446.post-47675079114027651022010-01-02T21:36:00.002+10:302010-04-13T17:54:06.479+09:30Aku tak pandai buat New Year Resolution<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</span></div>So hari ini adalah hari terakhir kita berada di tahun 2009. Tomorrow we will be welcoming 2010. So as usual this time around everyone is talking about their list of new year resolution. To those who managed to complete 2009's resolution, congratulations. Good for u! To those who already come out with their brand new resolution's list, all the best! As for me, new year ke tak new year ke sama je. Aku memang jarang sangat-sangat nak celebrate and tak pernah pula rasanya ada list azam tahun baru. Is that a bad thing? I guess so.. ;) Aku tak ada azam tapi aku ada matlamat. Sama ke? Lainlah.. Apa-apa pun, as for 2009, I have no regret and I really hope that I could let go any grudge or any unfinish business. All in all, I just want to have a fresh start. Eventho next year the big three zero is finally welcoming me, I hope it will not be too late for me to start something towards my own dreams. Tu kira resolution ke? Halal lah tu.. Rasa macam baru semalam je semua orang bergembira welcoming 2009 and here we are counting down to 2010. How time flies..<br />
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</div>Hari ni for the first time aku dapat rasa little junior dalam perut moving. Rasa-rasanya memang sebab dia bergerakla bukan pasal terlebih makan ke. A good start for me. Aku suka layan cerita-cerita alien and predator. Sedikit sebanyak ada jugakla terpengaruh. Especially part bila anak alien keluar dari perut tu. So, before aku pregnantkan Eizwan dulu, aku pernah wonder, kalau masa baby dalam perut gerak-gerak and aku start imagine cerita 'Alien' nanti macam mana. Sure aku akan freak out tahap dewa. But alhamdulillah, baby's development doesn't happen in one night. The process happens gradually disertakan dengan satu perasaan yang lain sikit. Kalau masa mula-mula dapat tahu aku pregnant, then the next day terus rasa ada benda moving dalam perut, memang tak kelakar. Masa last check-up hari tu little junior dah 8 cm. Alhamdullillah semua ok. Just right before aku pergi check-up tu ada bleeding sikit. Doctor cakap placenta aku rendah. So I need to be extra careful. I have to stop lifting Eizwan and heavy things. From 1st pregnancy orang cakap aku ni agak degil. Jalan pun tak reti nak control ayu. Eizwan sekarang pun tidur malam tak control macho langsung. Few times juga aku terjaga tengah malam sebab terasa ada kaki kecik dalam mulut aku.<br />
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Okla.. Another 1 hour to 2010. So I would like to take this opportunity to wish all of you<br />
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</div>I hope each one of you will have another great year. Insya Allah.. So see u next year! Muah muah! <br />
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p/s This entry was written 1 hour before New Year but due to a tiny problem caused by Eizwan Zarith's magic hand I can only post it today.. ;) Still not too late to wish Happy New Year kan..?zazaezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11589513779993062980noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693646093331791446.post-68938665544317907712009-10-15T19:03:00.005+10:302009-10-15T20:24:39.423+10:30Raya 8 bulanI hope it's not too late to wish all of you<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><blockquote>SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILFITRI<br />MAAF ZAHIR DAN BATIN<br /><br /></blockquote><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsGg3_Tx0pWdSh8KIk8242qkELqvIne6JsBc3WflepmwUbi_6wVQCJduswe5JHS1JKC8GRCDw3w0nEFBsgql5tbYil1gdu2HHteHqWS8F3Dr7shB2WkBH8sH2bR3oc2EU3pK3PhdTriGxt/s1600-h/IMG_0070.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsGg3_Tx0pWdSh8KIk8242qkELqvIne6JsBc3WflepmwUbi_6wVQCJduswe5JHS1JKC8GRCDw3w0nEFBsgql5tbYil1gdu2HHteHqWS8F3Dr7shB2WkBH8sH2bR3oc2EU3pK3PhdTriGxt/s320/IMG_0070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392760998601140370" border="0" /></a></div><span style="font-size:85%;">MZ Family.. I'm starting to miss them..<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpKTtkcFc9Kv3RhS9LkDju8W4Nnhj9Dxjqu5vxrQ2yDKhfwlhQ9Ln2ceU9kTcqfk8O3_GL0viK0UNNllDZ9DzPgV-498me_DepyRc0T73OkLWl7bgv3Pc6vhZfG6LkrPmM5enthu0FMofJ/s1600-h/IMG_7332.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpKTtkcFc9Kv3RhS9LkDju8W4Nnhj9Dxjqu5vxrQ2yDKhfwlhQ9Ln2ceU9kTcqfk8O3_GL0viK0UNNllDZ9DzPgV-498me_DepyRc0T73OkLWl7bgv3Pc6vhZfG6LkrPmM5enthu0FMofJ/s320/IMG_7332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392762036731593746" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">EZ Family.. First time Eizwan ada baju melayu..</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Ok apa. Aku wish siap2 untuk next year.. Sedangkan baju raya pun kena tempah 8 bulan awal.. Itu je nak tulis. Nanti sambung tahun depan.. Hahaha..<br /></div><blockquote></blockquote></div>zazaezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11589513779993062980noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693646093331791446.post-6171013640683607652009-09-08T11:19:00.003+09:302009-09-08T14:21:41.652+09:30Desperate housewife in TokyoThis is my second day fasting in Tokyo.. Yup! I'm in Tokyo now. I've been meaning to write about my graduation and things that happened in between, but I haven't found the right time and the right mood to do it yet. Yea I know, I'm not a good blogger. Alaaa.. Bukannya ada orang nak baca pun.. ;)<br /><br />Ezzy baru pindah to a bigger place (I said bigger eh, not big). Rumah kat sini takde besar mananya nak dishowoffkan. So aku diterbangkan kali ini untuk tolong Ezzy settle down before Eizwan datang. Eventho it’s quite a small house but it’s a lovely place with a nice view. I’m so excited to turn this house to a place that we can call ‘home’.<br /><br />Sampai-sampai sini aku kena isi satu disembarkation form. For the first time aku tulis “Housewife” under the occupation column. Wow.. Lainnya rasa. Hmmm.. Rasa pelik sikit. Macam tak berapa best. Bila aku cerita dengan Ezzy, dia cakap “Kenapa pulak nak rasa macam tu, itulah pekerjaan paling mulia di dunia..” Betul ke? Ke Ezzy saja nak sedapkan hati aku.. Hehe. Takpe.. Temporary je.. I have my own plan ok.. ;)<br /><br />Anyway, pagi tadi Ezzy dah start bagi briefing about how to move around and how to do things around here (how to survive actually..). From how to ignore the laundry aunties if they ask anything in Japanese to how to select the word 'English' at the ATM machine. Habis briefing tu, tak pasal-pasal airmata ni terturun dengan sendirinya. For the first time, being an outsider in a new country with unfamiliar people and language finally freaks me out. It finally hits me when Ezzy asked me to buy some fish for our breakfasting meal tonight. Sama ke ikan kat sini dengan Malaysia? Ikan dalam bahasa Jepun apa? Macam mana nak tanya diorang satu kilo ikan pari berapa yen? Macam mana nak cakap dengan diorang yang aku tak faham apa yang kau cakap???<br /><br />Ezzy bawa aku datang sini so that aku bole tolong ringankan beban dia. Aku bole tolong jaga makan pakai dia. Tolong jaga Eizwan kat sini so that dia ada peluang untuk besarkan anak dia like any other normal fathers. But tiba-tiba aku rasa aku tak mampu nak buat semua tu kalau aku sendiri tak terjaga diri aku. Macam mana aku nak jaga Eizwan macam ni kalau aku sendiri terkontang-kanting. Takkan everytime nak pergi mana-mana nak harapkan Ezzy. Aku rasa aku akan lebih menyusahkan Ezzy bukan menyenangkan.<br /><br />Everytime ada orang tekan loceng or ketuk pintu rumah masa Ezzy takde, jantung aku macam nak pecah. Memang terasa nak menyorok dalam almari or terjun je. Takut punya pasal. The only thing yang aku tau nak cakap “Sumimasen, watashiwa nihongo wakarimasen..” (Sorry, I don’t understand Japanese). Loser kan? And seriously tak best when everytime tengok TV, especially the funny parts, aku akan gelak dulu (since aku tengok orang tu gelak) then baru aku minta Ezzy translatekan. Bila jumpa kawan-kawan Ezzy lagi tak best. Bila diorang gelak and body gestures menunjukkan they were talking about me, I can only smile. Frustrated sangat sebab tak dapat nak join the conversation. Bolehlah tangkap sikit-sikit sebab dah belajar basic Japanese hari tu. But there’s still a lot to learn. Then on the way balik rumah, baru aku minta Ezzy ceritakan satu-satu benda yang diorang cakapkan.<br /><br />Sedang aku baring-baring sambil memikirkan macam manala aku nak hidup kat sini, tiba-tiba aku terasa tilam aku bergerak. Dalam kepala tak terfikir benda lain. HANTU!!! Ye la.. Mana taknya, memang terasa macam dalam cerita Exorcist tu ok? Jangan buat perangai geng. Aku seriously tengah takde mood nak layan kau merangkak-rangkak nak tayang rambut kau yang panjang tu geng. Mula-mula tu nak selubung baca apa-apa yang patut, tiba-tiba aku teringat, ayah aku cakap bulan puasa ni hantu jembalang semua kena ikat. Hantu jepun sekali la kan? So aku beranikan diri bangun and tengok keliling. Mak ai! Satu building bergegar ok? EARTHQUAKE! My first earthquake experience in Japan babe! Tiba-tiba aku terasa bodoh. Bole pulak terfikir Cik Kak rambut panjang tu nak kacau aku. Hehe. Then aku menggelabah sorang-sorang. Nak kena buat apa ni? Nak lari turun tangga ke lif? “Jika berlaku sebarang kecemasan, sila gunakan tangga kecemasan”. I think this thing applicable kat sini jugak kan. Ok, tangga seems a good idea. Aku jenguk kat luar, tengok minah-minah Jepun ni la la la je naik basikal. Biar betul. So I decided to call Ezzy. Boleh pulak dia jawab “Itula nama dia gempa bumi babe.. Congrats, your first earthquake experience..” Ish, dia ni. So end up aku sambung baring balik. Hehe. Tak kuasa aku nak menggelabah turun sorang-sorang dengan berbaju tidur.<br /><br />Apa-apa pun, as I said to Ezzy, this is my part of sacrifice. Aku tau betapa happynya Ezzy when he finally got the offer to work here. Ini memang impian dia dari dulu. As a wife, I know I have to support him. Hopefully Ezzy tak misinterpret apa yang aku lalu sekarang. I will never regret my decision to come here. We’ll go through this exciting chapter like we always do. You don’t have to worry By. I will not give up. Eventhough I know it’s not going to be an easy journey but I promise I’ll find a way to make things right. And I know u’ll always be there for me. I’ll find a way to get my fish even if I have to put a gun on the fishmonger’s head. Aku bercerita ni bukan bermakna aku mengeluh dan mengalah. Tak.. Aku hanya nak merekodkan apa yang aku rasa sekarang so that one fine day, bila aku dah bole survive, aku akan baca entry ni and gelak sorang-sorang tentang kebodohan aku. Maybe time tu jangankan ikan pari, ikan paus pun aku dah tau macam mana nak beli. ;)<br /><br />Aku nak bercerita pasal pengalaman aku nak mencari tepung gandum. Tapi macam dah panjang sangat pulak entry ni. Nanti petang aku cerita. Hehe.. For now, aku nak turun bawah, cari basikal Ezzy then pergi cari tempat-tempat yang aku sepatutnya pergi. First stop, laundry. Then nak pergi tengok barang-barang untuk decorate my new ‘home’. I know I’m going to like this place. Wish me luck!<p></p>zazaezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11589513779993062980noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693646093331791446.post-57737844805746816332009-08-01T14:57:00.005+09:302009-08-01T16:38:26.992+09:30'Home' sweet 'Home'Baru seminggu aku balik dari jumpa Ezzy, belum sempat punggah barang keluar, hari ni aku berkemas lagi.. ;) Setahun ni memang aku layak dipanggil orang nomad. Ke hulu ke hilir. Kali ni akan ke bawah sana balik. Walaupun kali ni aku akan 'pergi' (bukan lagi 'pulang') Adelaide untuk membawa pulang hasil pengorbanan aku selama setahun, entah kenapa hati still rasa berat. Mungkin selama ni aku selalu associatekan perasaan negative dengan Adelaide, so now bila nak pergi sana untuk 1 week pun aku rasa tak best. Orang lain semua tengah excited sebab nak grad, dapat pakai robe and the 'hat', I still don't know why I can't feel a thing. Bukan ni ke yang aku tunggu2 selama 10 tahun ni. Then kenapa rasa dia biasa je? Memang patut rasa macam ni ke? Hmmm.. Tak bersyukur aku ni.. Takpe, pergi sana untuk tutup satu chapter so that I can open another one..<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvYVeFNap9vVqZxIYa9doUfZ6uL7qboC4W-rT-tc9H3klsWj5wmJmNCJi7x8hom5IxYbeDElDMMSvoUg42wo_oeTYvqig46JWg-LnN1rb41F0qyCp0ajcVjdtOfMEdMRR7GfwelFGpk6it/s1600-h/IMG_5952.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvYVeFNap9vVqZxIYa9doUfZ6uL7qboC4W-rT-tc9H3klsWj5wmJmNCJi7x8hom5IxYbeDElDMMSvoUg42wo_oeTYvqig46JWg-LnN1rb41F0qyCp0ajcVjdtOfMEdMRR7GfwelFGpk6it/s320/IMG_5952.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364870820698211170" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Cik Lojel</span><br /><br /></div>Ni la bag yang telah banyak berjasa pada aku selama setahun ni.. This is my 'home' for the past 1 year.. Cik Lojel ni la kawan aku ke hulu ke hilir.. Peneman aku ke negara di bawah sana, ke tengah sini dan ke atas sana. Cik Lojel jugakla yang menjadi saksi setiap kali airmata aku bercucuran sambil mengemas barang2 yang nak dibawa 'pulang'.. Terima kasih Cik Lojel..<br /><br />Rekod perjalanan anak tokey Malaysia Airlines yang berlagak..<br />July 08 - KL - Adelaide<br />Sept. 08 - Adelaide - KL<br />Oct. 08 - KL - Adelaide<br />Nov. 08 - Adelaide - KL<br />Dec. 08 - KL - Tokyo<br />Jan. 09 - Tokyo - KL<br />Feb. 09 - KL - Adelaide<br />Apr. 09 - Adelaide - KL<br />May 09 - KL - Adelaide<br />June 09 - Adelaide - KL<br />July 09 - KL - Tokyo - KL<br />Aug. 09 - KL - Adelaide - KL<br />Sept. 09 - KL - Tokyoooooooo... ;)<br /><br />IKEA is my favourite place. Kalau orang lain suka pergi shopping beli baju, beli handbags, aku suka beli barang untuk decorate rumah, barang untuk organisekan my stuffs. But now kalau aku pergi IKEA pun, rumah mana yang aku nak decorate. Aku dah tak sure yang mana satu rumah aku. Barang aku bersepah2. Separuh di sana, separuh di sini. 3 days back, aku clearkan toys Eizwan. So dapatla pinjam satu kotak toys dia untuk mommy dia tumpang letak baju. Hmm.. Dah lama tak pergi IKEA. Nanti aku tanya Cik Lojel kalau ada apa2 yang dia nak..<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht2zP9bcfCqC9OZzKYKJlJS13GsmABAlvKgI4-HW-SHOJEHcq-yZ-gRVA-IFhZIV3qhJWMuzc8x_fvznLd8rR-Oo7ymn1D_2i4z7xQVtIgtF_YEG84ySW11_gJsvE8MV0CBgwWcULn11Pb/s1600-h/IMG_5921.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht2zP9bcfCqC9OZzKYKJlJS13GsmABAlvKgI4-HW-SHOJEHcq-yZ-gRVA-IFhZIV3qhJWMuzc8x_fvznLd8rR-Oo7ymn1D_2i4z7xQVtIgtF_YEG84ySW11_gJsvE8MV0CBgwWcULn11Pb/s320/IMG_5921.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364870154630936370" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Ezzy sedang menarik Cik Lojel @ my 'home'..</span><br /></div><br />Anyway, tak lama lagi Cik Lojel akan disimpan di tempat yang elok. Kali ni lebih lama dari biasa coz finally her pathetic owner will have her own place that she can calls 'home'.. You can rest now Ms. Lojel.. ;)zazaezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11589513779993062980noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693646093331791446.post-17824423487555292052009-07-22T16:42:00.004+09:302009-07-22T18:45:36.621+09:30Aku di sini..<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3BdbLmONecg4A8THPgQ4JNxJqMTUD5ItPCmMGPV9rt-b6qaWj4P00wOEEZdajlcErXb1kJbHyPgAZvgOMBWRwDYe6LqwGt8YxNCF0p_fNIhJDs0FgocT-LbIN7MDThUzyYMYTYHJNeOA5/s1600-h/IMG_0652.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3BdbLmONecg4A8THPgQ4JNxJqMTUD5ItPCmMGPV9rt-b6qaWj4P00wOEEZdajlcErXb1kJbHyPgAZvgOMBWRwDYe6LqwGt8YxNCF0p_fNIhJDs0FgocT-LbIN7MDThUzyYMYTYHJNeOA5/s320/IMG_0652.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361209597296908178" border="0" /></a><br />Dah 2 minggu lebih aku berada di sini.. Di mana? Cuba teka.. ;)<br /><br />End of this week aku akan berangkat pulang.. Baru hari ni ada sedikit rasa nak bercerita. So apa aku buat sepanjang berada di negeri matahari terbit ni? Hmmm.. Biar aku start dengan apa yang aku rasa unik tentang mereka yang bermastautin di sini..<br /><ol><li>Tersangat suka naik basikal.. Mula2 masa Ezzy beli basikal, aku gelak giler (dalam hati je la). Ezzy cakap kat sini memang semua orang naik basikal. Bila dia cakap 'semua orang' tu, tak tercapai pulak akal aku yang lelaki2 macho bole naik basikal. Bukan basikal BMX ke, BMW ke, mountain bike ke, mountain dew ke, ni betul2 basikal macam arwah tok wan aku punya kat kampung dulu. Bayangkan la sikit punya brutal tindik sana tindik sini, seluar jeans koyak, pakai boot, rambut colour, punk, tetiba "La la la la la.." naik basikal.. Tak masuk akal..<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPHNg8WheC8G2Hon4y3UeVQxfinuI6A8wxGRH5-odPqPssw03ngP4aS7b4mIni9_8DEa-6ySIEHQ0Bnr90VdEzKzPqryp8LhVtUf3mGz6sIPQ7bE47u-xrQZIADJqZBvl30svkVxTNc2Rc/s1600-h/Basikal.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPHNg8WheC8G2Hon4y3UeVQxfinuI6A8wxGRH5-odPqPssw03ngP4aS7b4mIni9_8DEa-6ySIEHQ0Bnr90VdEzKzPqryp8LhVtUf3mGz6sIPQ7bE47u-xrQZIADJqZBvl30svkVxTNc2Rc/s320/Basikal.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361204378936741858" border="0" /></a></li><li>Tersangat suka tidur dalam train.. Aku tak tau la sama ada kat Malaysia pun macam ni ceritanya sebab dah lama aku tak naik LRT. Hehe. Berlagak.. Reason yang diberikan adalah bunyi train atas track tu sangat mengkhayalkan. Yang muka comel2 pun habis kecomelan mereka bila naik train.. Yang bawah ni tak tidur pun memang tak comel.. Hehe.. Astaghfirullah.. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi68YPUZv5UUGTwwgs_nwDypcLzxbvjfIZmxW9WUsyPSEwd1pq3ETvxswew2O7ofQTCsev0zMfiA2jb7pzccXMIZ2cRlgQvAgieNlXVbU4QAVSHzRgR68CcykF4Dm6g3dN50IaYFIx2m8Qk/s1600-h/IMG_1335.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi68YPUZv5UUGTwwgs_nwDypcLzxbvjfIZmxW9WUsyPSEwd1pq3ETvxswew2O7ofQTCsev0zMfiA2jb7pzccXMIZ2cRlgQvAgieNlXVbU4QAVSHzRgR68CcykF4Dm6g3dN50IaYFIx2m8Qk/s320/IMG_1335.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361194100029837426" border="0" /></a></li><li>Tersangat suka bawa payung.. Yup! U heard me right. Payung atau nama lainnya umbrella. Digunakan untuk menahan diri dari ditimpa hujan. Ni pun aku gelak giler. Bila Ezzy minta tolong aku carikan beg yang ada tempat letak payung kat tepi, aku ingat aku salah dengar. Aku dan makcik kedai beg tu sama2 gelak. Bila sampai sini, aku digelakkan sebab semua orang la la la la bawa payung, aku basah kuyup. Kenapala aku yang kena sorang, di manakah makcik kedai itu di kala aku susah..<br /></li><li>Tersangat disiplin dan bersistem.. Yang ni aku sangat impress. Memang superb. Boleh dikatakan segala2 nya bersistem. Malaysia pun banyak je sistem cuma tak ikut je. Hehehe. Contoh paling senang, pakcik2 and abang2 driver train. Setiap kali berhenti dia akan keluar check segala check point dia. And yang paling aku tak tahan, bila dia point to traffic light and jerit "Traffic light!" (dalam bahasa Jepun la geng..) menandakan dia nampak check point dia. Macam robot! Mula2 aku sampai tu aku memang suka duduk kat gerabak yang last so that aku bole tengok gelagat pakcik2 Jepun ni. Lama2 terpaksa duduk jauh sikit sebab diorang dah pandang aku lain macam. Takut diorang ingat aku nak cuba merampas takhta ke. Potong kapara!<br /></li><li>Tersangat laju.. Segala benda laju. Dari shinkansen (bullet train) sampaila ke cara berjalan. Tak adanya nak lenggang kangkung la la la la. Kalau ada pun makcik2 tua.<br /></li><li>Tersangat hormat pada customer.. Kalau korang nak try rasa macam mana orang kaya pergi shopping, datangla sini. Masukla mana2 kedai, kita akan dilayan macam duit dalam bank ada lapan juta. Kalau kat Malaysia, masuk kedai RM3.99 pun dia pandang atas bawah and siap bole main kejar2 dalam kedai sebab ingat kita nak curi. Pakaila selekeh macam mana sekalipun, pakaila selipar jepun pun masuk kedai dia, diorang akan senyum, tunduk and greet. Seriously I'm not being exaggerate here. Aku masuk LV, Gucci, Prada, semua berikan layanan yang sama. Aku memang suka tanya soalan2 konon2 nya aku nak beli, tapi setiap soalan yang mencabar jiwa dijawab dengan elok. Ada sekali tu aku masuk butik Gucci, (nak tanya harga sebab nak compare dengan kedai sebelah tengah sale), dia punya layanan memang menggugat jiwa, nyaris2 tak terbeli kat situ. Nasib baik tak cukup seringgit je dalam bank. Hahaha..</li><li>Tersangat aman.. Yang ni mungkin aku silap sebab memandangkan aku duduk dekat kawasan yang agak jauh dari Tokyo. Tapi masa aku pergi area Tokyo during New Year, yang merosakkan suasana kebanyakannya foreigners. Rasa2 nya police kat sini tak berapa ada kerja. Sebab aku selalu tengok diorang sibuk tahan orang naik basikal, tengok ada lesen ke tak (naik basikal pun kena ada lesen ok), naik basikal curi ke and tahan orang naik basikal 2 orang. Ada sekali tu, aku rasa adala dekat 12 orang polis merayau sekitar rumah sebab ada kecurian basikal. Hehehe. Ultraman and Gundam dah banyak tolong cover kes2 besar, so basikal pun basikallah. Part naik basikal 2 orang tu, aku and Ezzy je selalu sengal naik 2 orang. Konon2 sweet la.. Lepas tu main nyorok2 from police. Kat sini memang tak bole. Jangan tanya kenapa.. News dalam TV pulak, kalau tak cerita pasal bencana alam, cerita pasal keganasan penumpang taxi yang bagi diorang habis ganas. Owh owh.. Ada satu news ni yang aku gelak giler, Ezzy dah pandang aku lain macam. Bayangkan news macam ala2 Buletin Utama tu tapi cerita pasal ada sorang pakcik tu pengsan dilanggar basikal!!! Siap tunjuk tempat kejadian di mana pakcik tu jatuh pengsan. Hehehehe..<br /></li></ol>Mula-mula sampai tu memang aku culture shock sikit. Keluar2 flight tengok orang pakai uniform oren memang aku terasa macam berada dalam cerita Ultraman. Tak tipu.. Dengan building2 yang exactly sama macam cerita tu, dengan pencawang-pencawang elektrik yang bila2 masa akan diputuskan oleh raksaksa durjana, dengan taxi old school, memang membuatkan aku rasa anytime je Ultraman akan keluar di celah2 bangunan..<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGccVeOXZbUE-tjVZE_MW1wNxTHaMfKivq3hFuWidThSuSk0RGJk96oKnYFuDPSL8nxm6c1JEn5gzqpnDDzR77lSa7TDqCaKyr36gC3p1PF7MLgIOkD_cKfwkqtbs2XYIvFazxoV0ejC4c/s1600-h/IMG_0322.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGccVeOXZbUE-tjVZE_MW1wNxTHaMfKivq3hFuWidThSuSk0RGJk96oKnYFuDPSL8nxm6c1JEn5gzqpnDDzR77lSa7TDqCaKyr36gC3p1PF7MLgIOkD_cKfwkqtbs2XYIvFazxoV0ejC4c/s320/IMG_0322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361207965785965090" border="0" /></a><br />Itu je la cerita aku hari ni. Mungkin aku silap interprate memandangkan aku masih belum fasih berbahasa Jepun. So sebelum aku diserap menjadi salah seorang dari mereka, ini adalah pandangan dari kaca mata seorang 'gaijin' (alien person). Hari ni aku intro tu dulu.. Esok atau tahun depan aku sambung lagi.. Hahahaha..zazaezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11589513779993062980noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693646093331791446.post-37651592599225993482009-06-18T17:17:00.004+09:302009-06-18T18:07:03.651+09:30Jump katak jump!<img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" />Pernah dengar tak cerita pasal 'Pertandingan Katak Panjat KL Tower'? Ok, actually aku tak ingat la nama cerita tu apa. 'Katak Pekak' ke? Hentam je la.. Yang tak pernah dengar, cerita dia macam ni..<br /><br />Pada suatu hari yang indah, Persatuan Katak2 has decided to organize a tournament. The fastest katak who reach the top floor of the KL Tower akan menjadi 'Katak Terhebat'. So, mulalah semua katak melompat2 dengan semangatnya panjat tangga KL Tower tu. Disebabkan dengki tak boleh masuk tournament tu banyakla suara2 sumbang dari Cik Ular, Cik Singa, Cik Gajah cuba nak menjatuhkan semangat Cik Katak2. Ada jugak suara2 sumbang dari Cik Katak2 yang tak berjaya. So makin lama makin kurangla katak2 yang berjaya melompat ke tingkat yang seterusnya hasil dari sorakan2 sumbang ini. At the end, only 1 katak managed to reach the top floor. Bila dipanggil untuk diinterview apakah rahsia kejayaan Cik Katak yang seekor ni, barulah diketahui ramai bahawa 'Katak Terhebat' ini pekak rupanya..<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhifAuorgDZqqok1BAunfjEJN7z9tKkKOgq0UNmAsPfu2v3B43X94Dcjv35EwrF7FHyUtFf3pHe4y681e6fvKkV1-_a9AjZfY4znwXinXvxkt1y9FDtorOaIGw-iWy-9rWlRBVoTTzPu36X/s1600-h/2653353510030727981CXNaci_fs.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhifAuorgDZqqok1BAunfjEJN7z9tKkKOgq0UNmAsPfu2v3B43X94Dcjv35EwrF7FHyUtFf3pHe4y681e6fvKkV1-_a9AjZfY4znwXinXvxkt1y9FDtorOaIGw-iWy-9rWlRBVoTTzPu36X/s320/2653353510030727981CXNaci_fs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348579605908325426" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Pandangan dari seekor katak.. Tinggi betul..<br />Kalau aku dah lama give up.. Hehe..</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyYjfq-g7f0B5O-yLEsE4vb_g1Yuqewx_sPsf2ITtVAFflyJ3hZ3R3QqbcsVwVMdDjbdT9qlQYi2iPvGAiTZk5apQAELgs4AbaK8JvKSdkp-RYP5q3EIJHaHxA-7ZHvTdi7ZJHikzTksMA/s1600-h/man-eat-live-frog.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyYjfq-g7f0B5O-yLEsE4vb_g1Yuqewx_sPsf2ITtVAFflyJ3hZ3R3QqbcsVwVMdDjbdT9qlQYi2iPvGAiTZk5apQAELgs4AbaK8JvKSdkp-RYP5q3EIJHaHxA-7ZHvTdi7ZJHikzTksMA/s320/man-eat-live-frog.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348579602965473010" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Kesian.. Siap yang ada kena makan..</span><br /><br /></div>So basically semua orang tahu the moral of the story. In order to be successful in this life, we have to pekakkan telinga. But bukan itu yang aku cuba nak sampaikan di sini. So kita semua tahu suara2 sumbang boleh menjatuhkan kita. Basically, suara2 sumbang ni jahat, dengki and obviously nak tengok orang lain jatuh, betul? Yang aku tak faham, semua orang tahu tu, but kenapa sometimes kita yang jadi suara2 sumbang untuk jatuhkan orang lain? Macam seolah2 'Katak Terhebat' tu dia hanya pekak tapi tak bisu. Maknanya dia boleh tepis dari mendengar suara2 sumbang, tapi kemungkinan jugak sepanjang dia panjat KL Tower tu, dia part of suara2 sumbang yang menjatuhkan orang lain. Logic tak cerita aku ni..? Tak? Hehe..<br /><br />Kesimpulannya, tanpa kita sedar kita sendiri sebenarnya part of society yang tak boleh tengok orang lain berjaya. Apa salahnya kalau tengok orang lain hebat dalam bidang dia, just be happy for him/her. And if u want to be successful, u can either choose another bidang that u're good at or if u're in the same bidang, share whatever u have and sama2 berjaya. Impossible kan bunyi dia..? Yea, I know..<br /><br />So now the question that u need to ask yourself is whether u are one of the 'Katak pekak tapi tak bisu'..?zazaezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11589513779993062980noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693646093331791446.post-17248757510705666972009-06-09T16:40:00.005+09:302009-06-09T18:09:07.980+09:30Finally here..Lama betul aku tak update blog.. Sorry.. Been a bit busy lately. Lagi 19 hari, insya Allah aku akan habis belajar. Pejam celik pejam celik, dah almost a year I've been here in Bumi Adelaide. I still can remember when my two feet touched this land, I kept saying to myself, "What am I doing here??" Tu Mat Saleh version. Malay version, "Mati aku, mati aku.."<br /><br />Betul! Aku tak pernah terfikir yg aku akan survive. Orang keliling aku asyik ckp "Alaa.. Kejap je..", tp bila duduk kat sini, aku rasa byk kali aku pejam celik pejam celik, peeeeejjjaaaaammmm ceeeeeelllliiiikkkkk, tak balik2 M'sia jugak.. So aku end up ckp, "Semua orang tipu aku!!!"<br /><br />Tipu kalau aku ckp aku takkan miss berada di tanah kangaroo ni. Tapi aku lebih rasa happy and excited coz finally I'll get to be the real mother to Eizwan and real wife to Ezzy. Bukan setakat jerit2 marah Eizwan through Skype or gaduh2 dgn Ezzy through phone. Hehehe.. Now we can be one Happy Kinting (Kerinting) Family.. Hahaha..<br /><br />Perjalanan aku utk mendapatkan segulung ijazah bukanlah semudah org lain. Byk yg aku lalu semata2 utk mendapatkan sehelai kertas yg diagungkan ramai. Kalau ikutkan hati aku, aku tau aku still boleh berjaya dlm hidup even without holding any papers. Aku pernah buktikan yg aku boleh hidup. Aku tak pernah faham masyarakat kita yg suka melontar kata2 hina pada org seperti aku. Paling kuat aku hanya boleh cakap, "Tak susahkan korang pun kan.."<br /><br />Terus-terang reason sebenar aku kuatkan semangat utk smpai ke sini adalah disebabkan aku tak nak satu hari nanti bila anak2 aku malas nak belajar, aku tak punya hak utk bersuara. Aku tak nak anak2 aku cakap, "Mommy pun tak ada degree, tp still boleh berjaya.." Hahahaha..<br /><br />Ayah aku selalu cakap, "Zaman sekarang ni pelik. Kalau dulu takde degree pun still boleh cari jalan nak tanggung anak bini 10 orang (anak 10 orang, bukan bini). Zaman sekarang ni ada degree pun, diri sendiri pun belum tentu boleh tanggung.." Lagi satu dia suka cakap, "Lu fikirla sendiri.." Hahahaha.. That's my dad..<br /><br />Kesimpulannya, aku bukan belajar sbb aku tunduk pada permintaan masyarakat. Aku betul2 confident yg aku boleh berjaya tanpa segulung kertas. Aku buat semua ni utk anak2 (mcm ramai je..). And yup, I'm not stupid!<br /><br />Apa2 pun, alhamdulillah aku dah smpai tahap ni. Lg 19 hari, semua ni akan berakhir. Me and my friends yg akan grad sekali (insya Allah) dah mcm tak brp betul kat sini. The finish line is almost visible. Rasa dia mcm lari 10km, lagi 500m nak habis, kita dah boleh nampak supporters bersorak nama kita. Yang pegang banners. Yang menangis2 (exaggerate). But yang paling aku nampak, the red ribbon (suka hati akula nak colour apa..). Sambil lari2 ala2 pelari dunia, aku akan langgar ribbon tu dan juga semua orang yang ada kat situ.. Hehehe..<br /><br />Wish me luck! Doakan saya!zazaezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11589513779993062980noreply@blogger.com10