Just because

Well, KPM is way too generous this year. They have decided to prolong our holidays just because...i don't know. There are definitely serious things going on in KPM. People have been saying this and that and I'm not even sure which is a fact, which is a rumour.


I get bored easily. I do the same routines every morning. Wake up, have breakfast, do house chores until 11, shower, help mummy to cook, wait for abah to come home for lunch, eat lunch, watch tv, go online, dinner, fold the clothes, go online, watch tv, sleep. Sometimes, we go to supermarket to buy groceries. Once in a blue moon, we go to the cinema to watch movies. The cinema here really sucks because they don't screen interesting movies. Pschht. I don't want to watch some Manmadan Ambu movie!


Sometimes we sell kain ela', the ones that you use to make baju kurung, kebaya and all sorts of traditional clothes. This is the fun part. People come to our house to have a good look at the kain and we will force them to buy. Haha. I will be the model, wrap it around my body and do a catwalk to convince our customers that the kain is cantik and worth buying. Not to worry because the kains are really of good materials. They are Italian silk and chiffon and we bought the kains from Gulati's (family of Euromoda, friend of Binwani's) people! We got harga borong from the tauke because we are his regular customers. Not from Nagoya or Jakel.



But I still get bored. Huarghhh!! Boredom equals to death. Why do we have to wait for sooooooo long to get our posting? Pfttt! This 'holiday' reminds me when I was an SPM leaver. Still fresh, ready to leave all the innocence behind and rock the world. Yeah baby! At the same time, I was feeling all anxious, praying hard, asking ALLAH to grant me good SPM results. Haha. Humans are like that. We will only remember our God when we really really want something. Typical. Therefore, let's start remembering our God all the time, okay peeps?


When I got my results, Alhamdulillah, Thank you ALLAH. Then, I received an offer to do Pre-U in PASUM. A month later, I received another offer. A twinning programme between a teacher training institution in KL and respective overseas universities. After a few days of thinking hard about my future and hundreds of phone calls worth of advice from the parents, I packed my stuff and said goodbyes to my newly-found BFFs. Haha. We were all feeling sad which was very ironic as I was leaving for the institution just next door to UM! Hahaha. That's funny!


5 and a 1/2 year later, from gaining weight and became a fat girl in IPBA to burning fats in the UK, here I am, waiting patiently to begin my journey to serve the nation as an English primary school teacher. Heee..


My parents have always been proud of my siblings and I, especially my mother. She lovessss to talk about what her children are doing if only you initiate THE question first. Sometimes, we would be embarrassed. Most of times, we are proud and thankful because we wouldn't be who we are today without her guidance and doa. For the record, my elder sister read law in Uitm who is now working with AG as a deputy public prosecutor. I took TESL as my major, my third sister is doing biotechnology in NZ, the fourth brother is studying mechanical engineering in UTP (the intelligent among all, huhu), the fifth brother is in INSTEP studying petroleum technology and the youngest is still in Form 2. How can she not be proud of us? Hehe. I mean, not proud as in boasting here and there but proud as in you know... grateful.


My mother is a wise woman. She may not have a degree (she got HSC/STPM) but she probably know more facts and what's going on in and out of the education field more than you would know. She is very concerned about her children education including her younger sisters, her nephews and nieces, the neighbours' childen..everyone! If ALLAH wills, she will do as best as she can to help people to pursue their interest in education.


My mother was unable to continue her tertiary education because of certain family problems. So, hello working world! Before, she worked in a bank (I think it was Standard Chartered), in the first Malaysian company that used computers (I forgot the name), and several other jobs. Her bosses included Mat Salleh and the king of Perlis' younger sister. For an Ampang Girls' School graduate, she communicates good English. She kept telling her younger sisters and children that just because she couldn't pursue her studies, that didn't mean that we couldn't. So, there she was to make her dreams come true.


First, she guided my aunts; auntie, mama and bonda. Auntie finished her STPM but was unable to continue because she was paralysed for a year. Auntie is now working in Public Bank HQ s an executive. Mama is now a secondary school teacher, graduated from UiTM in Finance (Dean List) and later received an offer to continue her studies in the US. However, she chose not to go. Why? Just because........she didn't know English that well!!! Huh? What a stupid reason! Haha. Mama understands English but she is afraid to speak in English. I don't know why. Perhaps she has Englishphobia. Haha. Bonda is a different story. She is very intelligent. She scored 9As in her SPM and JPA offered her to go to Oxford University. Oxford man! She didn't even applied for the course. You know, during those times it was very rare to find students who scored straight As. So, those who scored with flying colours need not to apply because offers would definitely come to your doorsteps. Likewise, she didn't go there just because my uncle decided that it is best that she studied in Malaysia. Pfttt! So, she continued her studies in UUM, taking Accounting and had been awarded the best student. She and Maths is like cheese and bread. I really don't know how her mind works with numbers. Bonda once said that she would award whoever that can beat her SPM results with RM 1k. Well, that VERY lucky person is my fourth brother cos he scored 10A1. Huh. I forgot she ever said that, that's why I studied so-so only. Haihhh.



Next victims are her children. Hihihi. From nagging, beating to throwing my exercise books in the big longkang in front of the house just because I didn't complete or actually do the exercises. Mind you, the exercises that I am talking about were the ones she bought for us. So many homework plus exercises to do and I was a very lazy child. The fourth brother, he used to draw cartoons on a piece of paper when he was supposed to complete some exercise. One day, my mother found out about his secret activity and was caught red-handed. She was cooking at that time and was holding a wooden senduk in her hand. She got very angry, red face and flaring nostrils. You really do not want to know what happened after that. Haha. Anyway, she ran after my brother around the field with the senduk in her hand and my brother was crying, saying sorry while running faster and faster and faster....but he eventually got caught. He should have run like Watson Nyambek that day. Hahahaha. It was very scary. All of us didn't dare to lift our heads from the book. But look where he is right now, an aspiring engineer-to-be. We will laugh every time we reminisce the past. My mother always said the same thing all over again.

"Mummy pukul, marah, bebel, mummy buat semua ni sebab nak jadikan korang manusia".

Hmm..aren't we humans, mummy? Hehehe. Time flies very fast and my mother has another daughter to polish, the youngest, the mengadest one. We hope she will complete her high school with flying colours and be somebody in future. There are many other stories to tell about my mother's so-called journey but I'd rather stop here.

During her visit in UK

I hope you'll get what I am trying to convey here. I'd leave you to think about it. :)