rascals.

there are times that you feel that the teaching profession really suits you. you dont mind teaching for the rest of your life and there are times that you feel that u just wanna burn that record book and breach the contract and become an actor, singer or something. hehe.

well, obviously when the kids suddenly become the angels of your life and do everything you said and keep quiet on their seats it only happens in your dreams.

most of the times, my students are little devils. with the tanduk and ekor poking out from their body.urghh.

but i still love them for they have touched my life with their small gestures.

oh my beautiful little rascals!

 

haih.

2 seroja says the random things.

practicum briefing for one week.

whilst fariza’s and mass’ students thinks that they are going back to australia and new zealand respectively for one week, 2 seroja :

Miss Nisa : okay class, i will not be here next week. good luck for your exam.

2 Seroja : weihhh cikgu cuti kawen weihhhhh. kepang kepung kepang kepong (bunyi kompang)!

 

*sigh*

lagi kesah 2 Seroja.

a day before the observation by my lecturer.

Miss Nisa : okay, my lecturer is coming tomorrow yer. Cikgu saye nak dtg esok. (kelas ini kene translate English ke BM sket-sket)

Girl : Jadi kene berlakon baik la yer cikgu?

Miss Nisa : nape nak berlakon? korang kan memang baik. tak berlakon pun dah baik anak-anak murid saye ni.

2 Seroja : *kembang hidung semuanye*

on the day of the observation, i expected that I still have to chase them to class, but instead they were all sitting-not-so-quietly in the classroom.  they spared me from chasing and running around that day.

Miss Nisa : bla bla bla bla

2 Seroja : *lompat, bergayut, berlari*

class has finished, one boy came up to me and said : “cikgu bangge kan dengan kitorang?, kitorang x fail kan cikgu kan?”

Miss Nisa menangis dalam hati.

tuhan itu melihat pd hati. terime kaseh ukhti aini.

nisa: aini aku rase mcm tanak jd cikgu la
nisa: tp xtau nak jd ape dah
nisa: bende lain tak pandai
Aini: nisa
Aini: ai g sidai bj td
nisa: weih gile rase dah putus harap
Aini: any reason?
nisa: 2 seroja laaaaaa
nisa: dan kepenatan yg melampau
Aini: haih la 2 seroja
Aini: there must b reason why god has destined it to u that way
nisa: i’ve tried many ways weii
nisa: they dont have the interest
Aini: kalau tanak belajar takpe
Aini: at least u bg derg some of survival skills
nisa: hurm
nisa: esok mdm lum nak dtg observe
Aini: and lessen expectation
Aini: nk wat cmane
Aini: not everyone can learn
nisa: aku takut kalau aku takleh manage 2 seroja tu
Aini: yg plg penting university of life
nisa: aku fail prac ni
Aini: try to win their hearts 
Aini: i know u can
Aini: and ask them to help you with this
nisa: howwwwwwwwww?????????????
Aini: u kan dah baek ngan derg
Aini: nnt bila nk ebing assessed
nisa: takdela baik sgt
nisa: ikut mood diorang la
nisa: kalau suke suke
nisa: klau diorang mls nak layan, diorang mls nak layan.
Aini: i learned something from my caping
Aini: *camping
Aini: from an indonesian
Aini: de kata kalau hati tak ikhlas tak usah buat
Aini: ai tnya blk
Aini: ‘knape kena iklas?’
Aini: ‘ya iklas itu kan ibadah. tuhan itu melihat pd hati. kalau ngak iklas mungkin dpt dosa’
Aini: sbb ada cikgu tamau naek bukit
Aini: bahaha
Aini: tu br bab naek bukit
Aini: bab ngaja lg berat
Aini: i tot of i dont hv a luck
Aini: tp bila stg sekolah i suddenly feel
Aini: ‘this is what i want and god has chosen me to do this and i must try to help them as much as i can’
Aini: that’s how i discover la
Aini: and believe that god will help you in many ways
Aini: probably he had given you some help you don’t see it
Aini: probably there’s a point that changes everything
Aini: who knows?
nisa: huwaaa nak nangis pulak
Aini: isk
Aini: ustaz aku kate
Aini: kalo aer mata nk kua
Aini: biakan je
Aini: sbb dia pon makhluk tuhan juge
nisa: hehehe
Aini: huuu
Aini: hold nisa…
Aini: kamon nisa…
Aini: ipba yg stressful ni u bole handle
Aini: murid2 u tu ujian je
Aini: allah takkan menguji sesuatu yg u tak mampu
Aini: ade dlm ma’thurat kan?
nisa: ade ade
nisa: hehehe
Aini: yu kendu it!!
nisa: kendddoooooooooo
nisa: yeah yeah.
Aini: haha
Aini: kendooo
nisa: thanks ainee.
nisa: hugs.
Aini: no prob
Aini: *hugs*

i feel like giving up.

sometimes i have had enough of it!

 i never realised that teaching could be so hard.  everytime you leave the class after each lesson, you’ll keep on thinking whether they have understood you or not, have they learnt something useful from the lesson? can they possibly answer the exam questions if the topic ever come out? and once you are outside the school, the lesson plan is one thing, to come out with an activty that will cater to all the students’ differences is another thing and to check their mounting homeworks… aiseh, and the fact that you worry about their education and whatever would happen to them if they are not interested to learn. haish.

it’s exhausting!

 a bunch of kids who have no interest to learn at all,  they will not see the purpose of you standing in front of the class.  and i have tried my very best to low down my level to their level and help them from the basic. and i do feel like crying thinking how hard it is to make this students’ understand that “walking” is not the past tense for “walk”.

my energy has totally drained out today. i stood in front of 2 Seroja’s door with an open arms (literally) to stop the students who has not finished copying (its only copying!) the things on the whiteboard from getting out of the class. being clever in the naughty sense they are, they escaped from under my arms and i was left alone in the class. it was 5 minutes before the bell rang.

i stood in the middle of the class thinking, God! help me!

i can not give up on them now! i just cant!

“ya Allah, permudahkanlah anak-anak muridku untuk menimba ilmu, terangkanlah hati mereka ya Allah, berkatilah ilmu yang aku curahkan ya Allah, kerana Engkaulah pemberi segala ilmu, Kau tanamkanlah semangat dalam diri mereka untuk belajar ya Allah, Ya Hayyu, Ya Qayyum, Ya Latiff, Ya Rahman”

“Allah Maha Lembut kepada hamba-Nya; Dia memberi rezeki kepada sesiapa yang Dia kehendaki, dan Dialah Yang Maha Kuat, lagi Maha Kuasa.”

Amin.

 

2 Seroja

it so nice to be able to come back from school, sleep and then enjoy the night with your friends not having to think about your lesson plans for tomorrow. pure bliss.

the first week of prac is erm… *lost of words* … erm indescribable.  its like you went back to your school days but you get a different view. you have more power and authority (heheh), but then you realise that being a teacher is really hard. *sigh*

i love both of my classes.  ok , i lied. i love 2 seroja the most. heh.  2 seroja is the most challenging class ever! (not that i have many experience handling class la kan)  in terms of their proficiency which is low and their level of naughtiness which is high. 

 the kids have touched my heart. everytime i stepped my foot into the class, i will encounter some syahdu moments. for example one of my boy said “kelas ni kelas bodoh kan cikgu”. *sobs* . i nearly cried. i try my best to teach them something. if not about English, about life, so that they could prepare themselves for the hostile world outside.  if i cant teach them prepositions and pronouns (i will still try to teach them la kan), i’ll teach them moral values and tell them that by being polite, you can make other people smiles. hurm.

i have already remembered half of the class names. half more to go.

“Allahumma tamaamal ghinna a’ninnas..

wa hablana haqeeqatal imaani bik..

hatta laa nakhaaf

wa laa narju ghairak

wa laa na’buda syai’an siwaak..”

Wahai Allah, sempurnakanlah kecukupan kami ke atas manusia

dan kurniakan kami hakikat iman dengan Mu,

sehingga tiada bagi kami rasa takut

dan tidak kami kembali kepada selain Engkau

dan tidak kami sembah melainkan Engkau sendirian

Kami memohon kepada Mu, agar Engkau memperbaiki segala urusan kami, dan jangan tinggalkan kami sendirian walaupun pada kadar sekelip mata…

“

Allahumma rahmataka arju, fa laa takkilni illa anfusina torfata ‘ain, wa aslihli sya’ni kullah, laa ilaa ha illa anta”

O Allah, arrange our life in whatever way that You please, as long as we are nearer to You, we can struggle better in Your Path..

 

Teacher! Teacher!

1st day of practicum.

6.56 : in the car. bersemangat! but nervous at the same time.

7.02 : arrived at the school. looking for the car park.

7.03 : parked the car

7:04 : still in car. takut nak keluar.

7. 20 : keluar dr kerete, and went to the office.

7.30 : assembly.

8.45 : meeting the HEM. assigned in the morning session with Fariza. had a glimpsed at the schedule. Form 4! *gasp* and the last class of Form 2 *argh!* . Got advises on how to handle form 2 Seroja.

9.10 : sakit prut sbb nervous

9.25 : entered the Form 4 class. with Fariza as the teacher assistant as she was free.

10.35 : survived! went back to the staff room. managed to get a desk.

10.45 : berhabuknye meje ni.

11.15 : kantiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin!

12.40 : form 2 Seroja. Ya Allah!

12.45 : “Teacher, kitorang tak paham English”

12.50 : “Hafizieee! kamu nak pergi mane tu?”

1.15 : Miss Nisa : “bile saye cakap kat depan, kamu semua se…..”

          Form 2 Seroja : ….nyaaaaaaaaaaaaap!”

          Miss Nisa : “Pandai pun!”

1.30 : Syazwan : “Teacher, die kacau saye!”

          Miss Nisa : “kacaula balik” *berkate dengan penatnye*

1.45 : Miss Nisa : “ade saye kate awak semua boleh simpan barang dah? lambat lg nak balik!”

1.50 : “Thank you teacher!”

2.00 : Naik bas METRO no. 12, tambang 90sen.

2.08 : sampai depan AMJAL. *high five Fariza*

i survived the first day of practicum!

 

 

cikgu nisa ke sekolah.

yeay yeay. esok pi praktikum (yeay yeay la sangat!)

ape perasaan? takut weih. sumpah takut.

skang ni ade perasaan tanak jadi cikgu.

aiyooo. kalau tak jd cikgu nak jd ape?

haiishhhhhhhhhhhh.

dag dig dug.

Ya Allah permudahkanlah urusanku dan rakan-rakanku.

esok kawan-kawan, mulekan hari dgn basmallah dan semangat!

good luckssssssssss!

Allah cinta : OPICK

Allah cinta pada orang berzikir
Allah cinta pada orang berfikir
Allah cinta pada orang yang taat
Allah cinta pada orang bertaubat

Allah cinta pada orang yang jujur
Allah cinta pada orang bersyukur
Allah cinta pada orang dermawan
Allah cinta pada orang yang sabar

hidup di dunia hanyalah sebentar
setiap perbuatan kan mendapat balasan
hidup di dunia hanyalah sejenak
setiap pertaubatan kan mendapat ampunan

Allah ya Allah
Allah ya Rahman
Allah ya Allah
Allah ya Rahim

Khairun Nisa

Nama saye Khairun Nisa. yang bermaksud sebaik-baik perempuan. mungkin mak bapak saye nak saye mempunyai akhlak seperti name saye. kalau tak name saye macam name-name adik beradik saye yang lain. semuanya ade Noor samede kat depan atau kat belakang. tetapi tibe-tibe name saye jadi Khairun Nisa pulak. kengkadang sbb name saye lain, saye dok rase yang saye ni anak angkat, tapi bile tengok rupe, sahla anak Hj Kamaruddin, perangai pun serupe.
Family saye dr kecik panggil adik. sbb saye yang bongsu, tapi bile dah besar deme tanak panggil adik lagi dah, panggil nisa la konon, tapi saye takkan menyahut. heheh. so kene panggil adik la jugak. tapi kalau mak saye marah die akan jerit name penuh saye kuat-kuat iaitu KHAIRUN NISA BINTI KAMARUDDIN ! ! ! maka seperti lipas kudunglah saye segera menyahut panggilan. kadang-kadang abg saye kalau die balik bercuti die akan tanye “gemok mane gemok?” (saye lah tu) tapi kalau panggil mcm tu, adik bradik lain akan terase juge, jadi name itu jarang disebut dah. jadi, abg saye yg paling kurus tu akan panggil saye debab kerana kononnye debab tu comel. apekah? saye biarkan aje. kawan-kawan pulak dulu-dulu waktu diorang tak pandai bace diorang panggil saye nisha. saye tataula mane diorang dapat name tu. lepas tu saya dipanggil nisak. walaupun dalam ejaan rumi saye takde huruf hamzah, tapi dalam jawi ade. mak saye kate ikutla ejaan jawi, baru ade makne. tapi kengkadang ana shirin die panggil saye “sak” je. bengong kan? jadi saye panggil die ana stirin. kawan-kawan sekolah menengah saye panggil saye nis. zareena yang mulekan. ohh saye suke name tu! lepas sekolah takde orang panggil dah, sekarang ni kawan saye byron dan patrick panggil saye Nis. sbg shortform Nisa. Matt ngan Bronwen panggil saye Nis Nis. comel kan? cikgu-cikgu sekolah suke panggil saye khairun, saye suke name tu juge. . oh kemudian, anak sedare saye panggil saye Ma Chu. saye sangat suke. ok bye.