Saturday, June 04, 2011
salam peeps :)
what are u up to huh? me ?
guess what? Im doing something that I never tot to do before, yess for now I guess.what a fun of having instant kids in just a blink of eye..hehe..of course not biologically kids okay. i'm babysitting for young kids at a taska located in bangi. sound funny aint? the early plan was I used to take over my sista’s role there since she been there about one month right afta she finished her school. so she’s going to further her tesol study in kl..so I kinda replace her position by unintended planning. I was bored at home for nothing to do. thus, I think this is good for me get use my times. Actually my parents were doubt about my capability to handle young kids. I admit it. Honestly said, it’s really toughful.
Since I start my work, I keep on thinking; I have to plan my family no matter what because having kid is not as easy as abc’s. They need loves and attention as accordance to my one week observation. what u think, when u go for work then u leave ur kids to nobody that u never know who, and u just spend about 5 hours out of 24hr together. What u expect the kids be? That’s why I take this job as serious. Indeed, u need to love them, give attentions to them, comfort them when they get sulked. I feel so pity when look at their faces. They are totally lack of love and being neglected by parent because life is so demanding nowadays.
During my first day, I’ve shock about how people handle kids. There are 4 permanent workers at the taska. I cant accept the way several workers in there handle young kids. Even me, I will get mad and immediately terminate nursery’s service if I’m the parents for the kids. I don’t know what the proper word to call them. They are such an animal. I wanna shout them stupid old lady if I could. What u expect to 1-3years kids, they are innocent.
Can u just imagine, for 1 years kids, what they can do for u? They cannt even walk properly or talk in not understandable language but they can understand what we talk to them. Same goes to 2-3years kids..They still cannt talk properly. but u know, what I saw is the old ladies there yell and scold them and brutally slap at kid’s faces to stop their tears. They left kids cry until they get tired in crying and fall asleep. They hold 6 months baby by using one hand and pull the baby’s hand while climb the stairway, sleep during working and just let the kids play among them and they did many more that I cant tell in words. They said they don’t wanna give face to kids, but hey!! they are only 1!! omg!! I feel so touched about what had I saw. I feel scared to send my kids at taska in the future. The old ladies pretend good and do nice in front of parents. seriously, I cant accept this.
I’m gambled to be myself there even I know maybe some feel annoyed because I love to pamper kids when they cry at me and I comfort them not to cry. I can feel that. They might be hate me because I’m so weak or slow or what. But I cant let this to happen. i feel so upset about these. The taska own by my auntie. I cant report to her since I’m newbie there. i wanna resign and I hope I will find the right time to move out.
so now I see what is the different between educated and uneducated people. They just do work for money, no responsibility and no mercy upon the kids. I wont to do cruel because I don’t want someday God repay me the same to my own children as in return for what had I done before. Now I see how life is all about. Mama is right, once u step ur path out there, u will find many things that u cant never learn it at school. i can never merely trust people even they do nice to you. Doubt is needed.
so guys out there..i hope u get something from my real story. it's my pleasure to share the truth..whatever here, Allah knows best.
ps: babies are huge send from heaven :)
Saturday, May 07, 2011
she's my bestfriend, my heart, my apple of my eyes & my everything
i feel lost without her smile, her touch and her love
i feel beautiful because of you
i just wanna be with you through tears, thick and thin and even happiness.
Love letter for u mom
mama, i so mean this..you are the one i cherish the most in entire of my life.
no words can tell but only, i so grateful for having you.
|Mama & me|
this is truly dedicated for my mom, Fauziah bte Abd Ralip.
Happy mother's day for all mothers in the world
Monday, March 21, 2011
Sunday, March 06, 2011
hello Sunday..it’s been so long I did not drop by here. well, just busy around with student matter as usual. so, what now huh? I think I should brush up my English. you know, practice makes perfect. so, since long time I don’t even write or read any English resources, even touch my unread February edition CLEO magazine, I feel retard writing here..Hahaha..
how are you peeps? what are you guys up to?
when I said, life is all about try maybe they don’t accept my philosophy about the life. I see life in different dimension; since maybe they don’t either. well, I love to try. even at the smallest things. I can’t deny that I’m an insecure person. I think I’ll just loss my face if i try something new unless I dared to do that. I never had a brave to put any try on racing game with my friends, do crazy move on midnight party, night walking in the jungle, be ridiculous, try exotic foods and whatever. time is too short to try all these. that’s why I just grab everything in front of me and do try everything. hey, move your ass out there and get a life!! I love those words. of course, bcoz I’m the one who create this slogan. :P
it’s breaking rehab session! I made up my relationship again. that’s awesome! shitt..don’t think so. I’m so scared to say anything. lalala..
yahoo..i’ve got reading for my final year project. Alhamdulillah, everything just went okay so far. I hope it stays smooth until last. well, no more weekend in my life. I’ve to work on lab during leisure even on every weekend. sucks it up. oh gosh…!! dont sigh girl!!erm, you know what, when I see the outcomes, I feel the real satisfaction that I can never tell in words. it just gives me returns for all my efforts. Thank Allah. I should not give up and keep staying the momentum of effort. Allah, bless me :)
but, I so miss my home. I never stay at my ‘jail cell’ too long. at least in 2 weeks I will go back home. so miss my mom’s cooking. but, I’ve no time to pamper myself at home like before. I’ve got so many things to take care of specially my lab works.* crying* I’m sick of these mess. :’(
my heart says, it’s gonna be just fine in a very soon, wishfully. okay guys, I wana start writing my thesis. so, off here.
|moaning signal :P|