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Bagaimana harus aku nyatakan perasaan aku pada waktu itu. Yang pergi, tidak mungkin akan kembali lagi. Tapi aku yang tertinggal ini, apakah bisa meneruskan kehidupan?
Seribu satu perkara menimpa dalam waktu yang terdekat. TUHAN, apakah aku cukup kuat untuk menghadapinya?
Monday, May 05, 2008
Saturday, April 05, 2008
The Other Love Poem
a sailor is in love with the waves
and eventually like the waves
he becomes a hopeless lover.
a poet is in love with words
and eventually the net of words
traps him from meaning.
the sea is an infatuating spread
the jungle a passionate net
but the sea will not confess its secret
the jungle will not confess its secret
and the self becomes
a summit of mystery
all creation is a medium
to a recognition of the creator
yet how shall I write a poem of love
so that the medium
does not hide the purpose?
and eventually like the waves
he becomes a hopeless lover.
a poet is in love with words
and eventually the net of words
traps him from meaning.
the sea is an infatuating spread
the jungle a passionate net
but the sea will not confess its secret
the jungle will not confess its secret
and the self becomes
a summit of mystery
all creation is a medium
to a recognition of the creator
yet how shall I write a poem of love
so that the medium
does not hide the purpose?
by Zurinah Hassan
Belilah hati iniAfter 7 Weeks...
Time flies so fast. I think I can still recall the first day I came to Semenchu. Obviously, it was the most vulnerable day in my life. Dealing with personal problem and also having to face my practicum teaching.
By the way, 7 weeks have passed. I still have another 5 weeks to go. Now I realize that, it is not easy to be a teacher. Put aside all those bulky lesson plan that I have to carry around almost everywhere in the school. Dealing with the students is the most important thing. You see, they are human beings. And human beings have felling. At this point of life, being a teenager is the most difficult part to go through. When I look at them, I reflected what I’ve gone through at their age.
With all those hanky-panky things that happen around the school, I cannot deny that I do love my students. I can’t imagine what will happen to me when I’ve finished my practicum. Will they do still remember me after that? Have I teach them correctly? How I had change their attitude and point of view about education? All these questions linger around my head.
Oh how I wish it will not come to the end!
For my beloved students from 2 KAA, I know that all of you are bright students. Do not let external factors bring you down. Although you are still young, you have to learn quickly how to handle those problems. This will be a part your learning process.
My dearest 4TEK, how I wish I can enter you class everyday and listen to you. Seeing young princes and princesses blooming, how I wish that I could be your elder sister!
My dear students, how I wish you know how much I love you…
asHraf, fieZan, ijAn, fiFi, JanNah, saiFuL, liESa, MaRdiha…
aMy, u:aRe, afiQsuZali, uMmu, aMirHamZah, faZiRa, iSkandaR, seRi...
I LOVE YOU!!!
Thursday, March 13, 2008
The Reality of Life
For the past 1 month, I've been practising what I've learnt for the past 5 years. Yes, finally I have to go out for practical. Where? Hmm..let me see, most of my friends (excluding my coursemates) told me: "Huh? Where's that place? Does it exsit?"
Well, I'm doing my practical teaching at SMK Semenchu. I myself had never heard of this place before. However, I have to admit that I begin to like this school. The teachers are very hardworking. For me, I have to keep up with them. Of course, although I'm just a trainee, I must try my best.
Hmm... I have to remind myself again and again...Welcome to the reality of life. It's very tiring although I just have to teach 1 or 2 class in a day. Why? I just don't have the answer yet.
Quite a number of things that I've gone through for the past 1 month in this school. And guess, because of this, I have the opportunity to meet Dato' Azalina Othman. See, how fortunate I am to be at this school...
On my personal life, I think I really have to work hard to make sure that I am a stronger person. Dealing with relationship between guy and girl, there's no doubt that somebody might get hurt. Leaving or being left... That's the only choice that we have. Currently I think the most suitable song for me is Ingkar, sung by Bunga Cinta Lestari. Let me put the lyric here... If you think this song is nice, then try to download it. Have fun, CherRio!
dari hati kini kusadari
Well, I'm doing my practical teaching at SMK Semenchu. I myself had never heard of this place before. However, I have to admit that I begin to like this school. The teachers are very hardworking. For me, I have to keep up with them. Of course, although I'm just a trainee, I must try my best.
Hmm... I have to remind myself again and again...Welcome to the reality of life. It's very tiring although I just have to teach 1 or 2 class in a day. Why? I just don't have the answer yet.
Quite a number of things that I've gone through for the past 1 month in this school. And guess, because of this, I have the opportunity to meet Dato' Azalina Othman. See, how fortunate I am to be at this school...
On my personal life, I think I really have to work hard to make sure that I am a stronger person. Dealing with relationship between guy and girl, there's no doubt that somebody might get hurt. Leaving or being left... That's the only choice that we have. Currently I think the most suitable song for me is Ingkar, sung by Bunga Cinta Lestari. Let me put the lyric here... If you think this song is nice, then try to download it. Have fun, CherRio!
InGkar- BungaCintaLestari
di saat cinta tercipta
semestinya aku merasa
di kala hasrat mendalam
semestinya aku berbalas
dari hati kini kusadari
tak semestinya aku berkasih
jika hati tak dapat berbagi
baiknya rasa itu tersimpan dalam
reff:semestinya aku mencinta
seharusnya aku menyayang
oh maafkan jika
semua ini yg kuberikan untukmu
dari hati kini kusadari
tak semestinya aku berkasih
jika hati tak dapat berbagi
baiknya rasa itu tersimpan dalam
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