Friday, April 22, 2011

Sweet Memories In Cameron Highland

26th June 2010-30th June 2010
Cameron Highland
PLBS Module Writers
Another sweet memories which definately cannot be erased from my mind- the trip to Cameron Highland.
The forever kind-hearted and caring cum protective Puan Hajjah Pauziah Mohd Tahir, the senior supervisor of assessment & examination unit,JPN Kedah has taken the initiative to take all of us for a'makan-angin' trip to Cameron Highland.
Pn F - handing a plaque as a token of appreciation to the officer-in charge

Enjoying every meal served

Working time- even in the room.

Discussing on the final product to chose
Almost all KPNs and KPkws for the 3 subjects were there but the most,of course were from the English Unit.We sticked together as usual, while working and having fun but the final work turned out to be a superb one. (As usual.....Alhamdulillah)
dinner time - fabulous meal


the forever hardworking and dedicated team members

we enjoyed every sec

with my beloved sis

We really enjoyed ourselves but we still continued doing all the incomplete tasks brought along.
Well, the satisfaction was there- clearly shown on everybody's face.
 Thanks to Pn F and JPN Kedah  for the unforgettable trip ever.

Turmoil Inside ME

Just wondering to myself, will these kind of situations still  be 'applicable' in the near future? Frankly speaking, honestly,truthfully, deep down inside me - I'm scare.Will I be able to cope with the coming 'new life'?Question to be answered only by me,myself. Hu hu hu.........thousands and thousands of questions keep on lingering in my head.Luckily it is covered most of the time, if not people can see how my hair go haywire.....ha ha. I may look confident enough from the outside but who knows the turmoil  inside me which has been drumming since I received the offer letter.

Can't say anything now since I was the one who made the choice so it's gonna be me who's gonna go for it.With the all the blessing and prayers from my love ones-hubby,kids,parents and siblings, I will definately take the challenge and strive for excellence.
Insyaallah,may Allah be with me forever and ease the way to success.Amin.

Meet Up- Northern Lodge,SP

Me, Kak Nailah and Norlida

 19 March 2011- another day to remember.
Norlida Zakaria from Perak, my old friend from MPPM dropped by to say hello.After 23 years, we finally met again. This time in Sungai Petani, to be precise = at The Northern Lodge where she put up the night with her family before leaving to Bukit Mertajam to send her child back to the hostel.So the three of us sat for some refreshment at the nearby cafe, talked about good old times and friends.
What a memory to recall.
 Again another day to cherish- with Kak Nailah, so near yet so far.....no kidding huh!

Kedah State Level Choral Speaking Competition

The Kedah State Level Choral Speaking Competition was held
on 21/04/2011 at SM Vokasional SP
                                     
With Puan Zainab Sulaiman who is one of the adjudicators

Happy to meet again

With the other adjudicators for primary and secondary schools

Meeting old friends

Yesterday, Puan Zainab Sulaiman, ( Kak Nab to me ) called to say that she'll be at SMV for the state level Choral Speaking Competition. "Let's meet up.....".wow! What else can I say other than "OK sis". Me being all too eager to get reconnect with old friends- couldnt just say NO for that.

Happy being around friends again..... Robekah from UITM was also there. Tan Swee Bee and Lim Poh Mooi, not to be forgotten.Managed to have a few quick snap shots with them before saying goodbye..

We'll meet again some other time yea.....

Thursday, April 21, 2011

Dutch Tulip Fields – Rainbow Creations



At first glance, it looks like a giant child armed with a box of crayons has been set loose upon the landscape. Vivid stripes of purple, yellow, red, pink, orange and green make up a glorious technicolor patchwork. Yet far from being a child’s sketchbook, this is, in fact, the northern Netherlands in the middle of the tulip season. With more than 10,000 hectares devoted to the cultivation of these delicate flowers, the Dutch landscape in May is a kaleidoscope of giddy colors as the tulips burst into life. The bulbs were planted in late October and early November, and these colorful creations are now ready to be picked and sold as bunches of cut flowers in florists and supermarkets. More than three billion tulips are grown each year and two-thirds of the vibrant blooms are exported, mostly to the U.S. and Germany .

superb and awesome view


if only we can touch these.........

incredible scenery

speechless





Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Prophet Muhammad’s Last Tears

Love in the Qur'an - Alhabib Blog
Below is a passage about the last moment of the life of our beloved Prophet, Muhammad pbuh. It is very heart-touching and shows how merciful he was and how deep his love for his people.

Hope we can find wisdom in it.
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Suddenly there was a person who said salaam. “May I come in?” he asked. But Fatimah did not allow him to enter the room. “I’m sorry, my father is ill,” said Fatimah, and turned back and closed the door.
She went back to Prophet Muhammad sallalahu alaihi wasalam and he opened his eyes and asked, “Who was he, my daughter?”
“I dont know my father. It’s the first time I’m seeing him,” Fatimah said gently.
“Know one thing…! He is the one who erases the temporary pleasure; he is who separates the companionship in the world. He is the Angel of Death,” said Rasulullah sallalahu alaihi wasalam.
Fatimah bore the bomb of her cry.
The death angel came towards Him, but Rasulullah sallalahu alaihi wasalam asked why Jibrail did not come along with him.
Then Rasulullah sallalahu alaihi wasalam looked at his daughter with a trembled look, as if he wanted to reminisce about every part of his daugther’s face.
Then, Jibrail was called. Jibrail was ready int he sky to welcome the soul of Rasulullah and the leader of the Earth.
“O Jibrail, explain to me about my rights in front of Allah? (subhana watalah), Rasulullah sallalahu alaihi wasalam asked with a very weak voice.
“The doors of the sky have opened; the angels are waiting for your soul. All Jannats are open widely waiting for you” Jibrail said.But, in fact, all that did not make Rasulullah sallalahu alaihi wasalam relieved.
His eyes were still full of worry.
“You are not happy to hear this news?” asked Jibrail.
“Tell me about the destiny of My People in the future?” said Rasulullah sallalahu alaihi wasalam
“Don’t worry, O’ Rasulullah. I heard Allah (subhana watala) told me: “I make Jannat haram for everyone, except the people of Muhammad,” Jibrail said.
The time for Malaekat Izrail to do his work became closer and closer.
Slowly, Rasulullah’s sallalahu alaihi wasalam soul was pulled.
It seems that the body of Rasulullah sallalahu alaihi wasalam was full of sweat; the nerves of his neck became tight.
“Jibrail, how painful this is!” Rasulullah sallalahu alaihi wasalam slowly uttered with a groan.
Fatimah closed her eyes, Ali sat beside her bow deeply and Jibrail turned his face back.
“Am I repugnant to you that you turn your face back O Jibrail?” Rasulullah sallalahu alaihi wasalam asked.
“Who is the one who could see Habibullah in His sakartul maut,” Jibrail said.
“Not for a while,” then Rasulullah sallalahu alaihi wasalam uttered a groan because of unbearable pain.
“O Allah (subhana watala) how great is this sakartul maut. Give me all these pains, but DON’T to MY PEOPLE.”
The body of Rasulullah sallalahu alaihi wasalam became cold, his feet and chest did not move anymore.
With tears in eyes, His lips vibrated as if he wanted to say something.
Ali took his ear close to Rasulullah sallalahu alaihi wasalam, “Uushiikumbis salahti, wa maa malakat aimanuku” “Take care of the salat and take care of the weak people among you.”
Outside the room, there were cries, each one shouting, Sahaba holding each other. Fatimah closed her face with her hands.
Again, Ali took his ear close to Rasulullah’s sallalahu alaihi wasalam and with this mouth which became bluish, and tears in his eyes, he uttered: “Ummatii Ummatii, Ummatii” “ My People, My People, My People“

Friday, April 8, 2011

Prize Giving Ceremony For The English Month Activities


During the Malam Ekspresi 1 Malaysia which was held on the 4th of April 2011 at 8.30pm, the prize giving event also took place.For the English Month, the prizes were given away by the Head of Department, Puan Hajjah Madzanah Binti Osman.


The events were :
1. Musical Sketch
2. Singing Competition
3. English On Air
4. Treasure Hunt
5. Video Coorperate

Billion of thanks to Puan Hajjah Madzanah for her willingness in giving away the prizes to the winners and congratulations to all for making the events of English Month a success.

kakak n her friends

Kakak and her friends had a home-cooked meal brought by mama during the visiting weekend.
Happy to watch them eating and knowing that they must have missed their mothers' cooking very much,
 me and my hubby just let them eat in privacy.Nothing much actually, just her favourite dishes ; fried chicken,sambal sotong,sup fuchuk,kangkung goreng belacan and bubur kacang as dessert.






The lady lecturers and staff during the making of......

Date : 06/04/2011
Venue : R&R room
This is one of the activities done by the lecturers in KMTK but the uploaded photos are just from the ladies' side (cos from the guys' side there's no photographer...)
The plan was to come up with our own cooperate attire for MPPB 2011/2012.Everybody agreed to purple and orange which are also the college's colours,so the measurement was done and we'll just wait for the time to wear the attire-MPPB Week-23/05/2011





The Arabian Gala Nite - 04/04/2011

With Puan Rodiah Dali and our pulut kuning for the Director.

With my little one whose face is blocked by the pulut kuning

With Puan Azila and Puan Nurul Izzah

Puan Hanani and Puan Rodiah

The three English Lecturers of KMTK

The Staff and Head of Department - Puan Hajjah Madzanah

The so-called Arabian guys

Before heading home after the event

Short Video Review - TAK PERNAH SUKA MAK

                                        https://youtu.be/8rFwwZremg4                                                           TAK PERNAH SU...