Parents of school children......
Many kinds.......*The polite sincere ones...always helpful...very
cooperative...hang around the school to render help while
waiting for child... few in number
........*The generous ones......always with cheque in hand asking
and not asking for favours... no time for school
activities..also few in numbers
..........*The very concerned regarding child's curriculum,
inquire,check, demand and dictate... quite a number
..........*The Know Alls .....The status conscious....many in number
..........*The complain.complain.complain from day one...o so many
...........*Never seen nor heard....majority
............and so the students LEARN...................................................................................

Get down to it

When will I be able to discipline myself to write,write and write and not stop?Hmmm!When you retire it does not spell 'more time'. Ya I guess there is more time...just that time is spent differently then what one meant to do.Huh!I have lots to write about.All those years of exposure to all those... aaagh! Its like the four seasons.Haha! What a world!!!Interesting!Interesting!But its past....WHAT? 1 am already! Looks like I need to start tomorrow.....need to wake up early..Long list of appointments
ulala! and weddings....and ...raya connections...not over yet...will be back ...will be back...

Must reorganize

O dear! Took sometime to get to my own blog!!!That's caused by inconsistency.No time? Excuse excuse.Must spare time to write.Promises promises.No good no good.got to be more systematic. Need to reorganize time and set priorities.Hmm! There has been a lot of things done though. Just that the blogs have been neglected.Ya! The garden is blooming now, The QURAN reading is a must Alhamdulillah, learning and teaching the Quran is in the weekly timetable so... some stays and some are less or totally omitted.Yaa. Got to reorganize. Hehe!

Tukang Tilik

Yow! Its been passed a month!Hmmm!Not consistent.Must be more disipline. Today is the 23rd Juky.And the last time I open this page wassss.... more then a month ago!
A lot has happened since.Backache!Traditional massage! Quite a relief only to find out yesterday that THE 'massage-lady' also practices voodoo kind of stuff.Disturbing! Very Disturbing.
Why do people believe easily the words of penilik.People who tilik!Dosa dosa! Frightening!
Thought I wanted a second massage.But...oh no!Not by a tilik woman!!

GOD FORGIVE!!

The world is a stage

When being checked or told off , however gentle one does it, the reaction one gets will always be the same .
If it is A, he will accept/agree and go all apologetic ; shows remorse and promises to change or not to repeat.
If B, he will look at you in disbelieve and pause, swallowing all your comments and suggestions and starts being in the defensive
If C, he screams, shouts , just don't listen, keeps repeating his why when who what how and then condemns himself and use that as his shield for what he sees as an attack on him (his low self esteem actually) , far away from the main point
but if D, not only does he screams shouts about not being appreciated respected but starts listing all YOUR faults.
Thank you ALLAH for HELPing ME to be strong and to move on .

In the new car!

Wuuuh! Its been sometime since I last wrote. Granmas getting a little weary...?Oh no! Tired coz of the weather and not the age InsyaAllah!

Sometime back when I bought my MYvi my grandchildren decided to take a ride in their granmas new car.Halfway down the road they felt hungry.I stopped to buy some tit-bits. However they looked at me in shock and disbelieve when I stopped them from opening the wrappers until we reached home. They sat quietly at the backseat devouring the wrapper and its contents with their eyes.The journey back was extra quiet and kind of added the mileage.I strictly tell myself not to give in and that they need to know that travelling in granmas new car means just that! No munching! No eating! Therefore no crumbs!

It was an unusual ride. Not only was there no crumbs, there was also no laughter, no joy, no teasing, no singing and no fun.

Today, we had another 'New Car' ride. History repeats itself yet differently. Everyone was hungry. Auntie , whose new car it was stopped to get tit-bits and everyone ate happily, tucking-in, in the new car. There was laughter. there was joy, singing and eating and there were crumbs..... But who cares! they are just crumbs!

Today Thursday 28th May was report card day which my centre termed 'Open Day'.Generally, almost all parents ,I say almost because one family had gone home to India ahead of holiday time,one mother had to be in her school as it was report card day too and father was out-station, another father had to pickup mother (outstation))were reasonably agreeable to all comments made regarding the special students;their strengths and weaknesses, their independence and capabilities and steps to take during the holidays so as there is continuity.Praise be to Allah for when parents are positive in accepting teachers' suggestions and vice-versa who is to gain? The student of course! It was another beautiful day at CEC.

This reminds me of.... way back in the 90s when I headed a school and it was end of year report card day. It was one of the national schools in town.An elite school it was! Father was not happy child had been placed in the 2nd class.Insisted his grades was what it was because he had the wrong company.Unfortunately 'the wrong company' had a wee bit better grades then the child concerned. And there were eight others who did better then both of them.

Which means that if I agreed to move him to the 1st class I had to fairly move to the 1st class 10 students and that would make 40 students.

I turned around and told the child..You need to work smarter next year so that you can be in the first class. Now ..promise your father that!

Just three months short of a year I retired.I heard that his grades never change.....but his class? His father went home smiling.