sahur

Woke up too early for sahur. The girls are all sound asleep. I promised them sup tulang for sahur. I think that had bothered my sleep. Got out of bed and saw a message and it's actually an automatic notification that my July mileage claim is credited into my account. Alhamdullillah... thank you Allah for the extra cash for Ramadhan. :D

Another text message I got from a colleague telling our promotion has been confirmed. This is for our grade 48 promotion which we we offered last august. That's how government service promotion works. It took us almost a year to confirm. We were like in a probationary period for the whole year. And some says ours is considerably fast. Ermmmm...Alhamdulillah again.

Now, my mind is clouded by the fact that i didn't apply to sit for the forthcoming competency assessment test. I'll have to call up former colleague in the respective division to appeal for the test registration..(hopefully they'll entertain my request)

That'll be one of my to-do chores for today.

re-emerging passion

I feel like making pizza from scratch which i hadn't made any since the last 13 years or so. It is a despicable long period of time. This is the truth I must put up with while moving along the phases of my life. I reckon that I have stop stopped cooking with love since I lost 'the love of my life' ( I hate myself for using the words). However, I am so delightfully relieved that the skill and passion hasn't completely come to an end. Basically, there are also some other reasons such as financial that caused the long temporary halt.

Of late, I have drawn together my interest, my love, my passion and I translated into the urge of cooking. Perhaps, I might sound remorseful of what I have not been doing for the last more than one decade. Frankly, I can give a good and valid explanation to why it happened that way.

I realized that I broke the pattern when I decided to make ayam percik for my girls last Sunday. I took further trouble to send some to my eldest girl at her college. She thanked me for the food and also her friends sent gratitude over fb. It was a pleasure sent from up above i think!

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Cikgu St Thomas 1992

I started my teaching career in 1990. St Thomas was my second school. I taught Form 1 pupils in the first school and jumped into the Third and Fifth former classes when i was in st Thomas. I found the thomasians are more playful, mischievous and smart. There had to be some reasons to it. It might be them being in a bigger town or the group I was handling comprising of bigger boys.

One thing that i couldn't wipe out of my mind is the pupils addressing me as Cikgu Sofea Jane. I was delighted by the 'admiration' given to me by the children or more accurately by the boys as I was 26 years old and teaching the 15-17 years old boys. Perasan giler!

Basically, above is just an 18-year-old anecdote. Recently, I heard someone humming to a song which I started to take notice of. Later, I heard that same song being played on one radio station. A friend told me about the title of the song being 'Sofea Jane' and that of course made me feel like in seventh heaven.

Waking up for school.

It is somehow destressing to see children dread waking up in the morning to go to school. I heard some mothers or parents faces lighter problem or even no problem at all in waking their children up in the morning be it for school or for subuh(early morning) prayer. I found that it is more painful to wake a kiddo who has their mind set to avoid school for she had not completed her homework. This happened to me this morning and it is her Mathematics. I felt even more disappointing for today is Monday and we didn’t do any family outing over the weekend since it is Ramadhan.
I started questioning if it is my fault that she didn’t complete her homework. I believe in the principle that parents are not supposed to do kids homework. However, i sometimes can get frantically worried if they easily forget about their homework. Some says that should be normal but i don't want to have that kind of worrying.
Kiddos, please don't complicate things, complete your homework and don't miss school. You'll miss schooling when you get older, trust me!

I am making a doctor!

The title i chose may sound arrogant as well as over-confident to some people. But i made my children laughed when i made this statement. It might have proved them right for whatever they thought their mom is or might just be plainly crazy..heheh ;))
I have started watching Grey's Anatomy (this is actually suggested by sister so i must give some credit to her if she happens to read this posting)to make myself more familiar to this field. It is a whole new thing for me - but more importantly to know a character McDreamy! ;))
Everyday, i feel like i haven't done enough to help her strive to do well in her med school until i met my schoolmate Dr Liza who is a whatever(cant remember the medical term but it is about infection and such) specialist in SJMC and she told me just let her do her own thing. Awwww...me being me, i will still do my very own kind of intervention!

B.O.

There are lots of little tiny things that a mother should teach their children. I am not excused in anyone of those. The only excuse i can have is if i choose just to ignore and let them explore on their own. Being me, i can't completely shut my mouth and just let them get drifted so far apart from my rules and procedures of doing things. I will somehow intervene and that's when my girls will look as if they are listening attentively to my 'sermon' and i hope they are able to churn all the points for their today and future use.
Some says it is like inheritance for certain family line to have body odor. If this proved to be true by any researcher it is just like a birthright for my children to have this 'speciality'. Having said that, i have to work extra hard and spare extra time to educate them on this aspect of hygiene. We keep searching of ways to get rid of it or at least reduce and gradually it will be permanently off the body.
I have to be rather picky on the body wash they use,the material they are wearing and such. And one thing for sure, they have to withstand my grousing statements and firm commands to make them take a longer shower, change their clothes more often and others. I would also make a point blank remark as they get in the car with the so called odor. So sorry girls.. i have to do i've got to do... But, i'm sure u know that i meant well.