Single & Hot : Shai

(SOMEWHERE OVER THE RAINBOW)

2010-12-02T15:52:00.000-08:00

Every morning when we wake up for Subuh Prayer, we will face another day, a new brand day, lots of fun or maybe sadness. Do we have to get back to sleep just to skip that new day?

In my opinion, facing a new brand day is a way to face reality. Whether we like it or not, we have to go through any new phase in our life. I don't want to relate to other people stories but I would like to share what had happened to me.

Being Single and Hot, I have never regret what I have been through in my life. Yes, people would think, "He looks so happy after divorcing his wife"..But do you think I care. After what had happened with me and my ex-wife(God Bless Her), I take it as a new challenge to me. Being Single and Hot is a new adventure to me. After all, I never will lose my attraction (the  only thing that i need to lose is some weight) and now I will be looking forward to my beautiful future.

It reminds me to a story that I read in one of the magazines about how precious we are. A professor gave a talk to a huge crowd of students. In the middle of talk, he showed his RM100 note to the students and asked: How many of you want this money? Everybody raised their hand. Then he stepped onto the note several times and asked; Do you still want this money? Still almost everyone raised their hand. So he metaphorically explained that our life is like the RM100 note. Even though the note being stepped on, the value will never change. It is the same to our life, even at one time you will be at the bottom of other people's feet, it will never make you dirty because your life is precious to those who are really loving you and be at your side.

I would like to thank to my beloved family; my grandma (as she said: You prove to people outside there that you are valuable. Buy for yourself a big house then you can start thinking of remarrying), my father (as he said: Life has up and down and I believe you can be a better one), my brother and sister (as they said: Forget the semandin, she brought too much misery in our life), my big sister, Kak Raihan (I will never forget your help) and many more....Oh gosh..............I have started to cry........my colleagues and my friends.....If I list it down, the list will never end....

Thank you Allah for letting me to experience it. As I always believe that experience is the best teacher in your life....

Thank You Allah

2010-11-29T06:56:00.000-08:00

As I listened to Maher Zain, Insha Allah....I ponder myself what had happened to me in the past 12 months?
I have been a single man, a married man and back to single.. At first, I could not take it positively as I was ashamed to myself and people around me. Alhamdulillah............(another song of Maher Zain) I gradually accept it and redha to it. It should be nothing to be ashamed of...
Now, I am putting all my concentration on making myself to be a better man....yes.....some people have dumped a lot of curses on me, but I will never take it to my heart...biarlah....I will let them talk and talk and talk and we will see what will happen next....
Ya Allah, I believe that there must be something for me lies ahead of me waiting to be grabbed. I will never surrender to my broken marriage as I will see it as a hikmah......patience...patience...patience........

Dengarlah............

2009-07-03T09:02:00.000-07:00

Banyak sebenarnya benda yang aku kan kereypak...tapi kadangkala ianya hanya terbuku dalam hati aku ajak...Masalah kerja, masalah dengan kawan sekerja, keluarga dan banyak lagik... Kekecewaan iboh cerita...mun disusun..penuh sigek album....tapi Redha jak lah...

Entahlah...kelak jak aku nyambung....sik bagus nak bukak aib orang...sik juak aku gempang nak cerita sitok...biarlah...biar jadi rahsia hati aku ajak...

Oiii Di Kakak....Lamak Sik Mereypak.... (Translation is not needed)...Heheheheeee

2009-07-03T08:49:00.000-07:00

June 5, 2009. Mukah, Sarawak. Mr. Saiful Bin Hamdan is officially become the husband of Puan Hazrina Bt Siri.. How do I feel? Biarlah Rahsia.........

It is a new beginning in my life. I am no longer single and now I have become a leader, a leader in my own family. Shocking? Yes... It is shocking...but we need to move up and adapt the transition very well so whether we realize it or not, we will accept the fact that we have changed... A positive change.

Well...I pray to the AlMighty in hoping to become a good leader...a tolerant leader...an easy-going leader...Aminnn

Cinta @ Sayang

2009-04-24T02:12:00.000-07:00

Aku ada seorang insan. Insan yang teristimewa. Tempatnya ulung, setinggi darjat di langit di dalam hati ku. Makan sepinggan, tidur sebantal bahkan senyum, tangis dan ketawa bersama. Mun berlainan jantina...for sure dah kawin kamek duak. Tapi apakan daya.....semakin hari hubungan ya semakin jauh. Kepura-puraan...ketidakjujuran...bahkan bertukar kebencian...Ada orang bijak pandai mengatakan....sesungguhnya hubungan yang ikhlas, datang dari lubuk hati di tambah dengan kasih sayang yang suci sememangnya tinggi darjatnya. Akan tetapi....dimana kah pergi semua itu...Oh biarlah berlalu....Oh angin.....bawakan ia jauh dari lubuk hatiku...tanam kan ia jauh dari dasar hati ku...Biarlah sengsara, derita oleh perpisahan ini mengajarkan ku akan erti sebuah persahabatan yang tulus. Semoga hubungan aku yang mendatang...seteguh karang di laut, setinggi gunung di darat...

Sri Dang Sari

2009-04-22T07:33:00.000-07:00

Puteri-Puteri Sarawak

Doris and Dominic

Irene and Brain

Tracy and Richiemond

Jessy and Stallone

I knew these talented students in year 2006 when I first time set my feet onto Bakong's ground. My first impression, they were very rough. However, once I saw them danced on the stage, all their characters were changed. The girls were totally different. They turned into princesses. This year, I was given the opportunity to guide them on stage...dancing. Please give comments on their make ups and costumes.

More Pictures of Ajot

2009-03-19T06:40:00.000-07:00

Cute kannnnnn..................

Ajot's Wedding

2009-03-17T21:55:00.000-07:00

Ajot that I know is a cheerful and bubbly girl. We've known each other since I stepped my foot on KL soil. Spending weekends together, cooking and window shopping. Pendek kata, banyak masa bersama. Now she has married. So I am happy for her.. Best of luck to you Ajot!!!!

Parkson Grand

2009-01-18T01:32:00.001-08:00

Salam and a very good day to everyone. Sorry for not updating anything, since I was busy with the usual clerical jobs every beginning of the year. Before I get started with my targeted topic, I would like to share my 2009 job scopes. My job scopes for 2009 are as follow;

1. Ketua Panitia English for Science and Technology. (Assigned this post since year 2007)

2. Bendahari Kehormat PIBG. (Since 2006. My second term, I really don't like this post)

3. Guru Displin Tingkatan 4 (Tingkatan yang dijangka memberi cabaran sengit dan getir)

5. Guru Majalah Sekolah (Dijangka English Language Editor)

6. Ajk Kelab Guru (Don't care and I don't bother)

7. Ketua Penyelaras Bilik Media Sekolah

8. Ketua Penyelaras Kantin Sekolah

9. Jurulatih Public Speaking

10. Jurulatih Parliamentary English Debate

11. Jurulatih Tarian

12. Guru Penasihat Kelab Kebudayaan and Drama

13. Guru Penasihat St. John

14. Ajk Perkembangan Staf

15. Ajk Pasukan Bestari Sekolah

When I looked again at my job scopes, my Goshhhh........what a terrible year. Sometimes, it is not fair when some of my friends did complain about getting too many job scopes where else their job scope is only one. Some of them did say, "Kenapa ko terima?" and I spontaneously answered, "Kalo aku tak terima, ko sanggup ke buat kerja tu? Dah semua orang tolak, sapa lagi nak buat?" Pedas and berbisa as usual. And again I still remember one kakak has advised, "Pul, ko amik semua tugas tu sebagai satu pengalaman. Jangan takut. Sebab ia akan berguna bila Pul pindah sekolah lain nanti. Yang suka tolak kerja tu kena ingat, hidup ini tak selamanya kita berada di atas, ada masa nanti kita akan berada di bawah. Bila dah diberi tugas kat sekolah baru, tanpa pengalaman, baru padan muka." In short, I redha jer!!!!

In response to the post created by my dear friend Terompah Biru about Parkson Grand, it is really grand. I was like, Oh My God! all the way window shopping in the outlet. Very outstanding. It reminds me Isetan of KLCC. Even though, I just went through all the stuffs but I really putting a hope that I will be back to look at the stuff. One of the most desirable thing that I wish to have is the culinery appliances. Wow!!!! No words can describe my feelings. I was like a sakai in there. I wish to have a bag full of RM50 notes where I can spend whole of it in there. Hahahahahah........ On the way out, I met with my ex lecturer. She asked for my comment and I said, " You don't have to fly to KL just for branded items where you can have it under your nose." Good job and I am proud to be a part of it. (Wasseh....macam lah kerja ngan Parkson) Pictures....click at Terompah Biru's Blog. Takder masa nak amik pics.

Schooling Session Has Started

2009-01-03T16:55:00.000-08:00

Correct me if I am wrong. School is the best social place. I remember, a night before schooling, there will be many hot news, gossips and stories in our mind where the intention is to share it with the rest of our friends. So, we just get ready to receive or give comments. Thus, people who are still schooling, heyya heyya.....wake up and go to school.

Majlis Pertunangan Encik Saiful Bin Hamdan dengan Cik Hazrina Binti Haji Siri pada 25hb Disember 2008

2008-12-30T17:03:00.000-08:00

Me and my little cousin, Zetty. She was wearing white cotton dress. Unfortunately, she needed a hair transplant.

Adat Melanau 9 Pikul

Pedang

Kelapa yang baru bercambah

Segantang Padi

9 Persalinan

Cincin pertunangan

p/s: My nenek always says: Biar mati anak, jangan mati adat. Agree?

Fate or Destiny

2008-12-26T05:45:00.000-08:00

A few weeks ago, I always in a state of thinking about my future. Stay single or get a spouse and get married. To be honest, I never have any intention to get married at all. I never plan or even worst think about it. What has made me start thinking? When my mother demised early this year, I realised that she had missed a lot of things. Especially to see her children starting their family. This issue has been brought up by my grandmother. Along with tears, she nagged me to start my own family.

Not only her, all the relatives started to question and they really want to see me getting married. What should I do? I did consult my father about this issue. He explained to me nicely that if I get married, my wife will take care of me. She will look into my meal and my clothes. She will take care of me because nobody will do that. He added that he understood that before this my mother was the one who made things happen in our lives. That is why when she had passed away, me as the elder sibling should find ways to fill in the gap that we have in our family.

After a very long thinking, I decided to accept my grandmother's proposal. I surrender my destiny in the hand of Allah S.W.T. If I am meant to be someone's husband, I will accept it. Without further delay, my grandmother started the procedure, "Merisik". I asked her who is the unlucky girl? She said one of my second cousin, with a very fine family background and I will never regret in my life. I asked myself, am I ready? Then I remembered, an Ustaz in UIA who taught me once said, "We will always never be in a state of readiness unless you get involved with it. Take the challenge, pray to Allah S.W.T for His Guidance and find ways to adapt with the situation. Insya Allah, you will never regret on what you have chosen."

Being single is the best. Many of my friends say that. But they and me never have experience being double. Who knows that they will be a great adventure lies ahead and it will bring happiness in my life. On of my colleagues once said, " Hidup seorang memang seronok, tetapi cuba bayangkan hidup berdua dimana kehidupan tersebut saling melengkapi, bantu membantu, penuh memenuhi dan nasihat menasihati. Betapa mudahnya hidup tersebut yang akan meringan bebanan yang kita ada sepanjang kehidupan yang amat singkat. Perkahwinan adalah ibadah dan sesuatu yang kita anggap sebagai ibadah tidak akan memberi sesuatu yang negatif dalam kehidupan kita. Terpulang kepada kitalah yang menentukan hala tuju perhubungan tersebut. Lagipun, kenapa kita hanya suka kepada benda yang senang? Ambil satu cabaran dalam kehidupan dan ia akan membahagiakan masa depan".

December here he comes

2008-12-10T04:57:00.000-08:00

December is the last month in a year. December also is the month where me was born. This year, I have a different December. Last year in December, I was in Kuching accompanying my mother where she did her radiotheraphy. I had spent a lot of memorable time with her. She was precious to me. Honestly, I am never being fully recovered. I miss her badly as now I spend a lot of time alone at home. I can smell her fragrance and I sometimes can see her lying in front of TV, her usual spot. I miss her badly. I still remembered, when both of us in Kuching, she was crying in front of me when she heard from my father that they only had maggie noodle for Hari Raya Korban. Even though she was not a very excellent cook, but she never let us starved. The worst was we went out for dinner. In short, she was not only being missed by me but from the whole family.

In this year December also, we have celebrated Hari Raya Korban. The thing that makes a difference this year was, I celebrated my birthday on that day. That is because, on my birthday, I will be in school. I will be on duty for three days. When I was shopping for my birthday cake, I brought along my favourite cousin, Mohd Mahathir Hakim a.k.a Athir to join me. I was the one who supposed to be excited but the scenario had changed. He was very excited because he was born in December too. So, he expected that he would be celebrating together. It ended up with my cake was decorated with green tea fresh cream icing with Ben 10 picture. Very interesting. Whatever it is, the birthday party was a boom and both of us received a lot of wishes from the family. To Athir, i really treat you like my little boy. Happy Birthday.

Shai...........Part 2

2008-12-04T04:48:00.000-08:00

After finishing my secondary education, I was afraid that I would not be selected for the matriculation level. It was very fortunate that later I did receive one from the Matriculation Centre of International Islamic University. There were a lot of things happened. Too many and I did not have time to share one by one. Hehehehe............ Till now, none of the experiences I had regretted. They taught and gave me a very good lesson and memory.

Memories.............

2008-11-18T04:19:00.000-08:00

I am not going to explain anything. Just enjoy the pictures. They are all about me.

Shai????

2008-11-18T01:41:00.000-08:00

Dear readers,

Assalammualaikum and a very good day to everyone. When I was browsing the net, suddenly I was called to share something with all of you.

I was born on 11th of December 1979 in Miri General Hospital at dawn. I was the first child for a newly wedded couple Hamdan and Zainap. From the picture, I was born in a very good shape as what I am now. Hehehe.........(You know what I mean and I am not going to explain anu further.)

Being the first child in a family was a blessed as from the recorded stories, I was pampered and all the intention had been given to me. However, I am never been spoilt (kaedahnya). I started schooling in Tabika Perpaduan and had my primary education in SRK Sayed Othman Miri. Later for five years, I had my secondary education in SMK Agama Miri which had given me such good memories. I did not recall some of the important events but I do believe, it must be something special.

to be continued.........

Majlis Doa Restu SPM 2008

2008-11-16T22:19:00.000-08:00

Every year, our school will organize an event to bless the SPM students. The school believes that teachers' and parents' blessings are vital and important in the students' success. I was there as a part because I was teaching them English in Science and Technology this year. So, I was standing in front of the crowd to give speech. Trembling? Yes, but I managed to speak confidently. The content of the speech were all about answering tips and hopes. In short, I always wish the students to do well in their examination. Students who read this blog, please do your best.

SMK Bakong Boot Camp 2008

2008-11-15T22:42:00.000-08:00

A week before we teachers have our holiday, the administration of the school had organized a boot camp. So no escape for me..... Just for that day, I had spent a lot for my attire and the sport shoes, last not to be forgotten my pink socks.

That day started with the strecthing by one of my colleagues, Ariffin. Then, the session started with the commander, the army sergeant... We were scared by their commands and voice. There were many things happened on that day. Our PK Ko-Ku almost pengsan.....lawaklah....that is why at the end of the session. I told her that next year, I will tell all the students that we teachers did better than them in 'kawad'. We did it under a scorching sun and we were ok. And I added, the strongest person was PK-Ko-ku. She was angry when she heard about it. However, she will be leaving us for a new school.

The session ended at 11.30 a.m. What a relief for me. Hehehe.....I spent only 30 minutes in the session. The rest I pretended to be sick. Hahahahaha....trick........

A lucky Escape

2008-10-11T09:05:00.000-07:00

It is 7.30pm and it was raining. I had a meeting at 8.00pm and I was still 30 minutes away from my workplace. The road surface was slippery. I drove at average 60 to 80km/h. At a curve before Kabuloh, suddenly I saw two cats were playing in the middle of the road. I had no choice and I pressed my brake pedal. My ABS (auto brake system) functioned and locked my four wheels. My car was skidded for a while and headed to a bush. Last but not least, I realized I was landed in a drain (luckily it was dry) and I managed to get out from the car. Thanks a lot to my colleagues, Rama, Cheng, Heman and Awie who were accompanying me until the tow truck took out my City out of the drain. What an experience!!! Some of my friends called asking my condition and I did call some friends but what I received was "Padan Muka" (after being translated) I did not know whether to get angry or to feel sad but I only managed to grin when listening to that compliment. Deep in my heart, what comes around, goes around. I will never pray any bad thing but I do believe 'hukum karma'. To those who shared my lucky escape, thanks a lot. Here are some pictures of my girlfriend. She needs some cosmetic surgery to touch up the front bumper. ( Sik sangka ehhhh.........aku ala ala Raikonnen, leh aku apply drive F1 kak tok. Ahha......!!!!!!!!!)

Hari Raya and the Elderly

2008-10-06T19:00:00.000-07:00

Each year since I was born, Hari Raya will be celebrated not only by the children, but the celebration itself is something special for the elderly. For instance, a house that does not have senior citizens will be less visited compared to a house that has one. As this year in my family, we lost our mother but luckily we still have our grandmother. She is the one who is wearing the white with blue flowers baju kurung. She is 82 years old (that fact is according to the certificate that she posseses), but I believe she is older than that. Her name is Hajjah Maimunah Haji Isa (Nek Mai). She comes from a big family. Infact, the one who is sitting on a wheelchair is also my grandmother from my father's side. She is 2 years younger than Nek Mai. Her name is Rajemah Haji Isa (Nayeng). The one with emerald green baju kurung is Habibah Haji Isa who being called by us as Nek Hu. The one in the middle is Nek Isah (Aishah Ismail). This picture was taken in Balingian in Nayeng's house. This house also was the place where my mum collapsed which later taken her life. Nek Mai has 14 siblings. She is number six and Nayeng is number 7 while Nek Hu is number 12. Out of 14, there are only 8 left. On the first day Hari Raya at my home, the house was packed with people. My sister and I were very busy entertaining the guests. The living room and the kitchen were full with relatives. Maybe they were trying very best to console us after the demise of our mother. They did it very well. Thanks a lot. Anyway, for the elderly, Hari Raya is the day where they can meet and mix around with all ages. Like my Nek Mai always said, "Who knows this Hari Raya might be my last raya." To all the elderly...long life and have a prosper life.

Ex-SMKA Miri Iftar Gathering

2008-09-27T08:56:00.000-07:00

MIRI, SATURDAY, September 27, 2008. An iftar gathering was held at Nasi Lemak Rasa Segar opposite of Kampung Wireless. The particpants mostly have chosen the buffet style (sort of - buffet tapi makanan dah habis sebelum waktu buka puasa) and a few of them have chosen ala-carte menu. The restaurant which is well-known of Nasi Lemak was well-packed with people. The participants of the gathering were Puan Normah, Puan Faridzah & husband (with 2 nephews), Cik Rogayah, Cik Aswita, Cik Dayang Noryasmin, Cik Haliza and the writer himself. The Iftar gathering started with the loud voice of Cik Aswita as she was the one who was really excited to see the crowds. (No wonder she was called as 'R_b*t' back in our school days). Along the event, there were hundreds of picture shootings with different poses. The picture snappings were taken not only from Cik Rogayah's superb camera, but also came from the camera of Cik Dayang and the writer. The end-products are excellent. In my next posting, I will share the pictures taken during this gathering. After completing our food, we decided to go to Imperial mall to have a look at a tripod at Sony Centre as Cik Rogayah planned to have one. However, we went out without a tripod and landed up in Madli Restaurant: Cik Dayang spared some of her purse content on Satay and drinks. In short, the gathering was a succcess and we are looking forward to have another one. To all of you guys : thanks a lot. Muahhhhsssssssssss.........

With Love;
Mr Shai Hamdan

Majlis Anugerah Pelajar Cemerlang 2008 is around the corner yar!!!!

2008-09-24T04:13:00.000-07:00

Dear Readers,

In my previous post I did share my stressful experience. This time, I would like to share the joy and the happiness of the students.

On this coming Friday, my school will organize "Majlis Anugerah Pelajar Cemerlang 2008". Around 316 students will receive awards and prizes for their achievement. After 2 weeks of hectic days and nights, we are ready to give our best for the students.

Thus, to all my students.........wish the best to all of you.

Salam Sejahtera

2008-09-17T19:54:00.000-07:00

Thanks to the Rabbal Izzati.....I feel much better today.....My chest is not really painful when I cough. Thanks again.

As in this posting, I have a lot of things to share. However, I will only share something that happened to me this morning.

Every Thursday, my class is very early as 6.50 - 8.10 am. I will be entering 5 Science 2 for English in Science Technology class. In my previous lesson, I have given them a chance to copy down an article about Diabetes. So, I expected them to bring along the written copy. Guess! Few of them told me: Teacher, mine is at the hostel. I felt like to cut their head. What a stupid reason.

I spent more than 30 minutes nagging at them. All the things that I kept all this while I threw it out to them. They get as good as they deserved. I wonder, will they change?

When I think it again, in my own experience, I never did this when I was schooling (correct me if I am wrong my fellow schoolmates). Especially when it came to teachers who I really afraid of. Sejarah - Puan Bhal, BI - Puan Hai, BM - Cik Zahura, Maths - Puan Bahjah, Syariah - Ust Bakti. I would try my best to do all the given tasks as perfect as I could.

In Sejarah, Puan Bhal taught me to be perfect. I still remembered she pushed me and all my classmates to write essays and essays especially when the SPM was around the corner. Puan Hai with her English essays and dictionary reading. Cik Zahura - she was furious when I got F9 in my second trial (because of the foolish essay that I wrote about a setinggan village with beautiful scenaries). Puan Bahjah - she always compared me with Ezzardin (the best math student - sort of). Last but not least Ust Bakti with his X-ray eyes. I did not dare to look him in the eyes. He always claimed that he could see what the bad things we did... scary ooo....

And then again when we look it back, most of the past generation products are very independent. Most of the us have a very stable career and life. I wonder what will happen to this new generation where they are really dependent. They even are spoon-fed in the class. They do not even bother to bring a dictionary to school. They never ask questions but expect their teachers to give answers. The greater part is, they never appreaciate the efforts done by their teachers. The very best example that I can share is the one that happened to me. Wrote on the whiteboard, asked them to copy down and finally when I wanted to discuss, they told me that they have left their copy in the hostel.

Oh my Lord, I surrender myself to your Greatness and wish that You could award me with Patience and Resilience. I pray to the Al Mighty in hoping that I will be more passionate and resourceful to face the future. Aminnnnn....................

The more I write, the

Ntah apa apa ntah

2008-09-13T07:10:00.000-07:00

I don't feel well. Down with flu. No idea to share. My feeling is still blue....

Last whole week, I have watched a Japanese Series "Hana Yori Dango 1 and 2". It is a Japanese version of Meteor Garden. The plots and the characters gave huge impact on my emotion....Berangan je lebih....

Now....still terbayang-bayang the main characters... Tak caye, you watch it by yourself...better than Meteor Garden.

Yesterday, bought another Japanese boxset..."Innocent Witch". I had watched this series earlier but I felt like to watch it again. I have not touch it yet. It is still nicely in Speedy plastic bag. I think I better watch it after I finish marking my exam papers.... Huhuhuhu.....two classes to correct......tinggal essays part je....x larat....

Till the next posting....Sorry...No pics include....Still could not find my digi cam....Misplace....

Pictures of 2008

2008-09-06T08:00:00.000-07:00

Late Mummy
Auntie Maria n hubby uncle Eden
The family
My sis n Mak Oga (Mp kawasan Tanjung Manis)
You know who

Kak Jee a.k.a Fauziah Latiff
You know who they are?
My beloved sister
Salleh (my cousin) with my granny
Kak Jee n my sis

It's Raining.....

2008-09-05T13:54:00.001-07:00

Dillah once wrote about raining, and here let me write another version of it. In my work place, when it rains, it means muddy shoes....ahhaaaaa(ala ala Miss Fran Fine in 'The Nanny'). As the fifth day of Ramadhan which on Friday, rain poured down starting from dawn and I heard from my friends (via ym), it is still raining at the time I type this posting. Must be very cold. So, the activities of teaching and learning will be very slow too. We teachers, we have this syndrome, "It's raining class, very comfortable right. So we better save our voice and enjoy the weather. Do exercises from this page to this page!" or worst "Sleepy huh! Me too! Do your own work k!" Then, the teacher will bury his/her face in a bunch of essays or books that need to be corrected. One of colleagues did say about a statement referring to Bakongites teachers. "Unpolished shoes with mud, must be SMK Bakong teachers...." Our school SMK Bakong Miri even though has received a lot of awards (Sekolah Harapan Negara and Kualiti Menteri Pelajaran), we still far behind in term of facilities. We do not have enough rooms, enough laboratories, small staffroom (when it comes to a transitional phase : Morning and Afternoon session teachers in the staffroom, it will be crowded and noisy) and muddy pathways. However, there are a lot of improvement been done by the school communities. The students and the other teachers (a.k.a not me) do a lot of things that make the school alive. The new project is the clock tower; an imitation of Big Ben I guess....In the next posting I will share some of the pictures of the school. Happy Fasting!!!!!

More Pics...KPLI 2005

2008-09-03T09:00:00.000-07:00

Posers.....
As if....

Waiting for the lecturer....

Pose....

Marriot n Spa .... Convocation 2005 function...

Control...........pose....smile....

I present to you KPLI 2005 - Pengajian Inggeris/English Literature

2008-09-03T08:37:00.000-07:00

When I was in secondary level, I was never thinking that I would be an English Teacher one day. In present, now I am one. I never had problem in learning English before this. Even though I was not an excellent one, but I performed very well I guess. Hehehehe....

Amongst all the teachers that taught me those days, Puan Hairani has changed my view about learning English. She was my English teacher when I was in Form 4 and Form 5. When we heard her name that she will be teaching us last time, seram sejuk you know as she was very stricta nd ganas in her previous school (she taught in St. Columba before SMK Agama).

However, our view on her changed when later we found out that she was different from what we heard. Apart from being stylo, she is kind and very hardworking. I am proud to say that most of her end products are successful in their life. Hehehe....

I met her again when I had my post graduate diploma in Maktab Sarawak back in year 2005. She is a lecturer and on that year, she taught us on grammars. Susah beb.... What ever it is...I really salute you madame...you are the best English teacher I have in my life.

Long life Puan Hai.......

Puasa...puasa....Puasa........

2008-09-02T19:45:00.000-07:00

On the third day of Ramadhan, now I can feel the challenge. It is so difficult to restrain myself from cursing my students.. It is so frustrating when this week I will start marking their examination papers. As if, I never let them know about their silly mistakes. Not only that, their spelling...Very terrible.. Now I know a lot of new spelling...macam-macam ada. Mengarut and rubbish...boleyyyy...

Greetings to Ramadhan al Mubarak

2008-08-31T08:58:00.000-07:00

Ramadhan.... is a month in Islam where all the Muslims around the world will be fasting during daytime. This ibadah is a challenge to all the Muslims because they are not only forbidding themselves from drinking and eating but also to control themselves from gossiping and actions that can make their ibadah 'lagha'.

This year will mark a new experience to me and my family where we will fast without the presence of my beloved mother. She passed away because of the lung infection. From the day she demised, not even a single moment, her face will appear in my memory. A mother is always a mother.

To all Muslim readers,

Love your mother ands appreciate her every second, once she left us, then we will see the difference. Love you ya 'Ammi....

Mak @ Bonda Zainap Hamit (16 September 1956 to 19 March 2008)

2008-08-31T08:34:00.000-07:00

Taken on the first of Hari Raya last year in the house of Nek Unggal in Kuching
A picture of mother before she went for the surgery

Wahai Bonda ku,

Tika ku taip warkah rindu ini, umat Nabi Muhammad S.A.W sedang menyambut ketibaan Bulan yang penuh mulia iaitu Bulan Ramadhan. Sesungguhnya bila tiba saat ini, dikau lah orang yang akan sibuk menyiapkan kelengkapan dan persiapan untuk suami mu dan anak-anak mu.......

Wahai Bonda,

Pada saat ini juga, ketika aku menaip warkah rindu ini, air mata ku mengalir tanpa henti, merindui kehadiran mu di samping ku dan keluarga.... Pada saat inilah aku akan mula bermanja, meminta masakan yang istimewa. Hasil air tangan mu. Sesungguhnya, aku amat merindui kehadiran mu.

Bonda,

Sesungguhnya....kau tiada dua. Kenangan mu tetap terpahat di dalam sanubari ku....

Ku titipkan doa moga engkau tenang di sana...AMIN YA RABBAL ALLAMIN

Beautiful Girl

2008-08-29T20:41:00.000-07:00

Dear readers,

As my previous posting, I have been sharing about my new timetable. As a floating teacher (that is what my PK 1 referred me as) my class started at 6.50 am. Luckily, the Form Five students are in their SPM Trial Examination. Thus, no preparation is needed where I only come to class to invigilate. My class ended at 8.10 am. My next destination was the school canteen. Lapaq siot!!

After a modest breakfast, I went back to my flat for resting. While resting, I remembered a movie that I watched last night. The title is “Beautiful Girl” and it was being aired by Hallmark. I love to watch this channel because most of the movies being aired are about families. Maybe I am a kind of a family type of a person.

In this movie too, I was surprised when I saw my one of the favourite actresses, Fran Dresher (forgive me for the wrong spelling) played a role of a mother to two young ladies. Her first daughter was named Becky or Becca (not sure) and the other one was named Rachel. Becca is a teacher in primary school teaching music while Rachel is unemployed. I did not remember the name of Fran’s character but let me called her here as ‘mother’. Becca is a short and chubby. She is bubbly and friendly. She is also very confident in herself and she has a handsome boyfriend. In the early scene, Becca is being proposed by her Bf in a bar (the bar is belonged to the Bf). So, she is practically engaged and Becca’s family is happy to hear the news.

In their wedding planning, the mother, Becca and Rachel bump into another mother and her daughter in a boutique. They are there for buying an evening gown for a beauty pageant. Becca’s mother (Fran) starts to lecture her second daughter, Rachel (who is slim and beautiful, totally different from Becca). She wants Rachel to join a beauty pageant because Rachel is not involved in any activity. Rachel disagrees with her mother.

In the next few scenes, we can see that Becca registers herself to enter a beauty pageant in her place, ‘Squirrel Hills”. Her colleague is happy to hear Becca’s participation and offers herself to become Becca’s Beauty Pageant Coach. Everyone who is closest to Becca is happy for Becca except her mother. She against the idea because she is afraid that her Becca will be hurt by other people comments.

She does very well and she ends up as the First Runner Up. Hence, in a swimsuit, she wore a not so sexy swimsuit with a squirrel tail. Cute...

The confrontation between Becca and her mother continues. It becomes very bad when Becca was chosen to represent her district to another level pageant. She only tells her fiancée. He agrees and supports Becca’s decision.

At this level, Becca learns a lot of things from her new friends. She transforms herself from an ordinary educator to a new Becca. Her fiancée and her families do not like the new Becca. They expect Becca has beauty addiction. In return, Becca does not agree with them and proceeds with the pageant. In this part, she makes friend with an Amish born contestant who joined the pageant for the sake of scholarship.

During the pageant day, Becca’s mother turns up (after a long lecture from Becca’s nana) and she meets with Becca in the Make-up room. Becca forgives her and the mother starts to share her view on fashion (reminds me with her character in The Nanny). What happen next? Try to catch the movie in the Hallmark channel as I believe, it will be repeated.

This story is very inspiring.

It teaches us that we cannot look down on other people potential. It is because some of the people are born with confidence which makes them able to show their uniqueness. Remember.....always think that what you do not have, he or she might have or even better than you.

Works...works.....and......works

2008-08-27T04:20:00.000-07:00

Dear readers,

Careers are the main manipulator in one's life. Parents bring up their children in the best way so the children will end up in good future.

In my work place, major reshuffling was done for all the teacher's timetable. From tomorrow, I will be a floating teacher who will teach as early as 6.50 am in the morning and will be back as late as 6.25 pm. However, after a discussion with my Penolong Kanan Pentadbiran, he suggested that my punch in time will be very flexible, which means, punch in whenever I have class.

Before this, actually my timetable was not like that. They took away my EST classes and wanted me to teach ICTL. My answer was no way. I could not let my EST classes because I have a lot of plans with the students. I need to continue because there are only few months before them sitting for SPM. Consequently, I do not favour teaching ICT. I hate it very much.

I hope that there will be no reshuffling in the future. Remember, even if we are being manipulated by our works but make sure we play around with it. How? Be playful and creative...

Picturezzzz

2008-08-26T11:11:00.001-07:00

A picture of Mount Kinabalu which is taken on the way up to the Kinabalu Park. At this level, the temperature is low and air cond is no longer needed.

This Pekan Nabalu. For a visitor, this is a place for you to shop souvenirs. Very cheap if you know how to bargain. For some items like T-shirts, the price here is cheaper compared to the Filipino Market.

A visual taken in Poring Hot Spring. Syiokkk amat.........

Letih lah you olllssss. The writer took skodeng picture of his sleeping companions.

That aunt tried to enter frame. But of course, she could not be better than me....

L.O.V.E

2008-08-26T07:24:00.000-07:00

I was called to share a bit of my opinion about a general issue when I read two pieces of articles posted by my friends in the blog. One of them shared about the "the ex-" and the other one shared on "friendship". Two of the articles are very interesting and when I let my colleagues read them, they have agreed and they shared many comments on those issues. Well done!!

Hence, we I went back home, those issues have made me think further what is lied behind of those issues. L.O.V.E.

I dare say that many people around the world face a lot of problems with love. In the meantime, love also plays important role in shaping a person.

When we fall in love, semuanya indah belaka.... bau kentut umpama haruman Calvin Klein.... rajuk umpama permainan yang akan berakhir dengan pujuk rayu.... true rite?

As a degree holder in psychology, I learned that human beings cannot be apart from love. Love is essential but it is also painful. Love can make your life meaningful but it also can make your night sleepless. In positive way, love can lengthen your life. Undoubtedly, love also can shorten your life. It is up to a person to choose which path he or she wants to be in.

Let me share some of the stories that I knew. I start with my very own. When I was dumped, I felt my life was upside down. Only Allah S.W.T knows what was in my feeling. I surrendered myself in His Guidance and that was the first time I felt that I was so small.

It started when I found out the person had someone esle and they were in the process of tying a knot. The fellow stated to neglect me and the person seemed to forget all the promises made and totally ignoring me. All the sms's and calls were left untreated. The person was happy with the engagement and what had happened to me? It is unfair. That was my first lesson.

Lesson two. Last year, I picked a friend who came from Kuching and she was heading to Limbang. Suddenly, she said: " Saiful, could you lend me your shoulder?" I was surprise to see her face because she is the happy go lucky girl. When both of us in my car, she started to cry and told that her boyfriend has married to someone else without her knowledge. Out of the blue, it had reminded me with my own experience. Deep in my heart, I know the feeling.

This friend of mine who I named as M, is very close to me. She is the closest girlfriend I have back in my KPLI days. M who I know is a bubbly girl and she always speak from directly from her heart. She told me that they already been together for seven years back to her university days. When she was busy in completingmillion of tasks in KPLI days, it seemed like her ex also was busy looking for someone else.

M to me is a loyal type of woman. She never told me that she had a serious relationship. She had refused to accept another man even though that man was deeply in love with her. However the cheeky part is I see her as a bit playful when she was fooling around with one of the juniors. Toy-boy lah....

M again who I met recently in Kuching shared with me how she is in pain missing all the past experiences and she has thousands of questions. I told her that the best way is to deal with the problem. My suggestion was to ask her to contact her ex and she can ask until she is fully-satisfied. Luckily, she told me she did even though the outcome was not so very good. I hope from now on she will realize that she is actually very lucky because she does not have to suffer much. I always remind her that that man is not worth to be remember. She deserves someone better than that skeleton (her ex)... So M....be strong and I know you will find a good one, one day.

In a nutshell, love is actually a necessity in our life. It can be in many forms. It is up to a person or I would say an individual to choose what kind of love he or she wants to have in his or her life. Remember, life is short and never let this L.O.V.E control your life. Love is only a side dish. When you have side dishes together with your main course, you will enjoy your meal better.

Continuation.....

2008-08-24T01:33:00.000-07:00

Our journey to the Kinabalu Park continued and about 45 minutes later, we reached a small town named Pekan Nabalu. I bought few souvenirs like Sompoton - a traditional musical instrument of Kadazan people, T-shirts and few small things. After about one hour browsing the shops, we continued the journey. Next stop was Kundasang... My companions bought cheap vegetables and fruits. As for me, I did not buy anything as I was tired because of my running nose. I stayed in the car while waiting for them.

After 30 minutes, we were on the track heading to the Kinabalu Park. The Park is full with amazing landscapes. There were a lot of Malaysian tourists. We stopped for a while and again I could not join my other companions as they visited a botanical park. After the Kinabalu Park, we continued or journey to Poring. However, we stopped by at the Ranau as we were having problem with our car. We took lunch in Ranau.

Then, we continued our journey and we reached Poring almost 4.oopm. The wheather was cloudy. We rushed to the Hot Spring as we scared that the management will close early because of the bad weather. In this park, there were a lot of visitors, local or foreign were having their bath in a small cubical jacuzzi (sort of). Then, me, Hafeez and Celest took the opportunity to take our bath in this jacuzzi as we heard the spring water is a kind of remedy for skin diseases and knee problem.

We spent more than two hours at this park without realizing the time was running very fast. Hafeez suggested that we need to depart early because along the way back to KK will be hilly and no lights. I did not recall any of the exeperience on the way back as I was sleeping and snoring (i did not care of other passengers). We reached KK around 8.30pm and we rushed to my uncle Kenny to have our dinner. Guess who is my uncle Kenny? The one and only uncle Kenny Roggers...we still need to pay though.....

Later that night, my flu was very bad and I had no mood for entertainment. We went back to the room and I slept early that night.

2nd Day Trip

2008-08-23T00:33:00.000-07:00

In my previous posting, I did show some of the pictures taken on the second day in KK. We woke up early and had our breakfast at one of the "Kedai Laut" - Celestea's word nearby the hotel. On that day, I was not well. My throat was sore and I got flu. However, I was still in the mood of excitement to explore Sabah.

After we had our breakfast, we started our journey to Kinabalu Park. Hafeez was the driver. Me as the co-driver and the deejay. Celestea, the tourist guide cum the entertainer - "Telipok-telipok", Meq Lyn -?????? and Ijadz, (lupalah?!????!!!). Our journey memang best - as usual I kutuk Lyn and she got angry, Hafeez kacau Lyn and she got angry and even Celest pun ada kacau Lyn. Whatever it was, the journey was very interesting. So Meq Lyn, if you read this, jangan lah marah, tanpa mu mesti perjalanan kami akan boring dan kusam.

Our first spot was Tamparuli. Actually kan.....we salah masuk simpang. The correct way is to go straight instead of turning right. Suddenly, we were in Tamparuli. So, Hafeez decided to make a u-turn when Ijadz said "Eh, signboard tu kata Jambatan Gantung Tamparuli". Apalagi we people, we went straight to the direction and we reached the bridge. The Tamparuli Bridge is actually a suspension bridge (exactly the same that we have in Taman Awam Miri) but this bridge has its own value. Along the short walk to the bridge, each of us were singing the "Jambatan Tamparuli" song with our own wordings. That is because the song is in Kadazan language and we only heard it several times.

I explained to them about the story of the song based on what had been told by one of my friends. I said, "Kalo korang nak tahu, this song is about jambatan gantung yang rendah dan bila air pasang, di pertengahan jambatan akan ditelenggami air. Jadi orang pakai high heel pun boleh basah kakinya". Hehehehehe...........

After we took many poses, we returned to our main aim which is to reach Kinabalu Park. To be continued.......

More pics

2008-08-22T20:58:00.000-07:00

Taken on board

Meq-meq yg ikut serta: Meq Lest, Meq Lyn (a.k.a Meq Moq) n Meq Jadz

"The Bakongitez"

Misz Ijadz

" The Famous Tamparuli Bridge"

Pics in KK

2008-08-22T20:42:00.001-07:00

A Trip to Kota Kinabalu

2008-08-22T19:43:00.000-07:00

Tuesday, July 29, 2008. A friend of mine, Celestea, suddenly suggested a group trip to Kota Kinabalu. At that time, we were having a breakfast in the school canteen. In response to her idea, Rohaizad, Nurul Azlin and I had agreed to to join her. We successfully managed to get the air seats and accomodation.

We boarded the Air Asia plane bound to Kota Kinabalu on the 17th of August 2008 at 7.20am. I was excited as this is my first trip to Kota Kinabalu.

We reached KK in 45 minutes and we rented a Proton Wira Saloon to ease our movement in the city. Our first destination was the hotel - Tune Hotels. Unfortunately, we were not allowed to check in as the hotel's check in time is at 2.00pm.

Our first lunch spot was The Chicken Rice Shop. Wahwahwahwah.......We ordered and we enjoyed the lunch. After lunch, my friends went to the Gaya Street Market while I stayed at the complex to browse through the outlets. The complex is a replica of a Mid Valley. The outlets have modern features and the complex itself is a pride of KK people.

We checked in at 2.30pm, rested a while and we continued our window shopping. We went to the Warisan Square and the complex reminded me a well-managed shophouses turned into a shopping heaven.

At that night, we had our dinner at Anjung Senja. After that, bought tickets for a movie - Meet Dave. Slept around 12.00 mid night.

Form 2 Bestari

2008-08-22T03:43:00.000-07:00

Again this year, I was given a responsibility to handle a Form 2 class as the previous 2 years. My response was, 2 Bestari again?!

However, this badge is varied with odds behaviour. When it comes to make entrance "enter-frame"- they can do it very well. I am a kind of against this attitude since I am a low profile eventhough some of my friends would say "Yalah tu, low profile sangat lah ko tu.". I am teaching them English Language and luckily they are able to follow my instruments so far.

Still remember their first impression about me and the shocking faces they showed when I entered their class. For those who do not know me well, when it comes to teaching, my voice can conquer the whole building. My anger could affect the emotion of other students in other classes. My friends always said "Listen! Cikgu Saiful next door dah jadi "Super Saiya". Nak saya jemput dia ke sini" And obviously the students will say no. Ha ha ha ha (4 harakat jer)

In Form 2 Bestari, I don't have much problem with them. I only have problem with them when they have become motionless and passive. I am a kind of teacher that like them to move around and communicate with me or their friends in English only. I have warned them early this year that, if I hear them speaking in their mother tongue, I will pinch them based on the number or words they have uttered. Thus, my class usually is the noisiest as for this class, I only prepare students-centered activities where they will speak, move and do on their own. My role is only a facilitator.

However, deep in my heart, I love them so much even though this feeling I never let them see. Form 2 B - love u so much

Bulan Kemerdekaan

2008-08-21T17:48:00.000-07:00

2008 is my third year teaching in SMK Bakong Miri. There are thousands of sweet memories that I have experienced in this school. The students in this school can be considered as ‘spoting’ whereby they will never hesitate in joining any school activities.

Back in year 2006, I was chosen to become a jury in the Inter-Class Creative Fashion Show. The outcomes were hilarious. The contestants were very creative and they could manage to live up the show. Some of them were cross-dressing. Made me laugh like crazy.

For this year, I was given a task as an organizer for ‘Carian Pahlawan dan Srikandi Kemerdekaan’. The mode of the contest is to find students that are able to dress as warriors. However, because of the short notice, majority of the contestants ended up wearing only what they possessed in their hostel. Above are some photos taken on that day.

Late Night Supper

2008-07-29T07:21:00.001-07:00

Last night, I had my late supper at San Fransisco cafe. I ordered large peach tea and chicken sandwich. While having my late supper, I surfed internet via Wifi. I wish I could have this moment every night.

The idea of going out to Miri started when I checked my refrigerator, nothing was inside. Only a bottle of ketchup. I have run out of food. Only a pikachu can survive with a ketchup but not me. To make my story interesting, Hafeez, my friend was visiting me. Without hesitation, as soon as I reached home from school, I washed myself and both of us were heading to Miri City.

Living in Bakong is not bad at all. A country view with oil palm sceneries is not bad at all. Sometimes, I enjoy working in this area. The place is quiet, the students are loyal and obedience and it has a very good surrounding. I don't think that I would have this kind of scene if I move back to the city.

Living in a city like in Miri, as a salary-earner, it will be very difficult sometimes. In my experience, you will not be able to enjoy our salary because the hike in the cost of living. Therefore, living in the area like Bakong actually is a problem solver for those who cannot keep their money untouch. Pathetic right!

As both of us reached Miri, I had a very fast groceries shopping. Coke, Soya Bean milk, mineral water, Tiger biscuits, and an instant cereal. Hahahahaha........ I am not a type of person that will cook. So I don't buy fresh materials..... For lunch, I will have it at a Malay cafe or school canteen and for dinner, I bantai biscuits. To me, a good way to reduce my weight and in the meantime to save my budget.

At last, we had our supper at the cafe. Mmmmm........ For that moment I really enjoyed my drink and I had forgotten all the tasks that are awaiting to be completed. We left at eleven. I could not let Hafeez drove the car, thus, I took the opportunity to speed up and we reached at Bakong 45 minutes later. Proton Savvy has become a racing car last night. Not a bad driver I am. (Hafeez complained that I have damaged his car) Hahahaha.... Sorry lah bro... If i let you drive, the journey will take more than that. I prayed to the Almighty, hope I could see another day and experienced a new life. Amin

My First Night In Kuching

2008-07-18T09:34:00.000-07:00

It has been over a hundred days since I have left Kuching City. On those days, I was here with my late mother. That was the time where my life had turned upside down. When she was diagnosed of having cancer, I never had peace. My worry never ended. At last, she left me on 19th March 2008 at Sibu Hospital.

Tomorrow will mark a new day as I will enrol myself as a post-graduate student. Master in TESL. It is very funny because I never have plan to continue in TESL. TESL as known as Teaching English as a Second Language is a very interesting field to learn. It has taught me new experiences which i encounter everyday in my class.

This year, I am given Form 1, 2 and 5. I teach English Language for Form 1 and 2 and English for Science and Technology (EST) for Form 5. The most interesting class that I look forward to teach is my Form 2 Harapan. The end class. So mati one.......... I always have that kind of feeling whenever I enter that class. For this particular class, I have to prepare millions of teaching aids and strategies just to cater their needs. Itupun sometimes I kantoi....

There are 33 students and mostly are bumis. Their level of proficiency are very low and I could say they are even lower than Primary 1 pupils. Oh..........gosh....... I have changed my syllabus. I never prepare them for the exam. I only concerntrate on one of their language skills which is reading. Unfortunately, they are still unable to follow my lesson. I believe this is not because of my lesson but their own desire to learn. These students are not keen in studying. For them, school is only a platform for them to look for their life partner.

In short, tomorrow will be a new day for me. I will become a post-graduate student. Sounds very funny but I believe I can do it.

Greetings!!!!!!!!!!!

2008-07-17T07:52:00.000-07:00

Olllaaaa everyone......... At last, i have been given a chance by the Almighty Allah to share in this blog...... I am a blogger now.... As you read through my first posting, you will find out, not much I could share as I am quite fatique (the two and half days) course has made me totally use my energy and my ideas....... After all, the course was on the reading strategy... Hahaha..... To end my writing, i wish every one who is going to read my writing to be happy. Will do the best to make readers enjoy reading....... Nite...