my new blog:
http://humm-bintusoleh.blogspot.com
sedih jugak sebab dah pindah ke blog baru. btw, next week dah start posting. my first destination: klinik beserah. posting untuk subject community… one thing for sure, i’ll be sharing my experiences with all of you in my new blog..
da da (indonesian way of saying goodbye..). T_T
dah lepas fatrah pilihanraya kampus…tinggal kulliyyah allied je yang tak settle lagi…kat kuantan, maybe nampak senyap…maybe ramai yang tak rasa suasana ‘pesta’ pilihanraya ni except budak-budak allied..btw, tahniah n takziah for those yang menang. kemenangan ni perlu diisi dengan sebaiknya. yang paling penting, buktikan kebolehan anda sekalian.. action speaks louder than words.
hmm, for me, last week was so challenging… emotionally stressful and very exhausting…too many conflicts.. last-last rasa penat, n i have to admit, study pon macam x btol dah… huhu… alhamdulillah ade sahabat-sahabat yang sangat memahami. aku dibawa lari ke masjid negeri on last sunday (gara-gara stress tahap super saiya)… syukur, He is the BEST place you can rely on at any time n condition.. tapi, itulah manusia… hanya ingat padaNya, only during difficult times…astaghfirullah…
lepas solat isya’, singgah kat secret recipe n bersantap kat bilik kak tiqah… yummy…lega siket. kesah yang lebih kurang sama, dibuat on wednesday… tapi sab pulak yang kitorang bawak lari (walaupun sab ada meeting pukul 8 tu). i understand exactly how u feel sab… huhu.. sabar ye sahabat…
sekarang, at my home sweet home… thousands of assignments tak siap lagi, ari khamis ni dah start midterm exam, bla..bla..bla.. huhu. penat, takde mood, bosan, n ade la sikit2 symptom severe depression (exaggerate sungguh). tapi, tetiba teringat kata-kata seorang sahabat waktu aku kat matrik dulu… “satu je tempat yang takkan rasa penat hum, MATI. itupun kalau banyak amal”. hmm. so, to me, myself n i… BERUSAHA K!
4th jan 09 @ ria’s house…
my first attempt
at last… dapat jugak merasa scones ria yang super sedap
making these cute little cupcakes memang sangat2 seronok. walaupun letih sebab involve dengan mahabbah charity and uncountable meetings the previous days. huhu. tapi, disebabkan keterujaan yang melampau, aku gagahkan diri untuk join ria n the geng untuk jayakan projek ni. even though the main objective is to gain money for symposium n baktisiswa, still, my own personal aim is to make plenty cupcakes, n release stress by makan those yummy cupcakes. 
my special thanks to:
p/s: in just one day, we managed to get a net profit of approximately RM 95. itu pun ada bahan yang tak habis guna lagi… can’t wait to make those cutie cuppies again
after one week ‘ponteng’ kelas n berbakti di bumi kemboja, akhirnya aku pulang ke tanah air tercinta. berbaur rasa hati. sedih sebab dah kena berpisah dengan kawan-kawan rapat mase kat sana; sedih jugak sebab dari airport kena terus balik kuantan n terus masuk kelas (homesick tahap dinasaur dah ni..huhu…nak balik umah); syukur sebab balik malaysia n dapat makan best2 (after 3 days loya-loya yang sangat dahsyat); geram sebab balik-balik je dah dapat warning letter dari kulliyyah sebab inform kat diorang lambat pasal program ni. sabar je la…ni yang rase nak merajuk ngan kulliyyah. lalu depan ofis pun, rasa macam ‘angin’ je…
kisah iskandar
iskandar
all the way to phnom penh, dalam flight, memang rasa mengantuk yang teramat sangat, penat rushing dari umah ke kuantan n dari kuantan ke gombak pulak; tapi memang dah ditakdirkan, iskandar duduk kat sebelah aku. dari kl sampai ke phnom penh, penat dok melayan dia je. habis 3 kali khatam magazine kat dalam flight tu.huhu.(sabar…bapak iskandar sengih je tengok aku layan anak dia)
opening ceremony
on 14th dec 2008, mufti kemboja merasmikan program ni. dalam keletihan dan mata yang hampir tertutup, aku gagahkan diri untuk mendengar the words of wisdom by the mufti. tragis sangat cerita pasal pol pot n how the khmer regime affects the Muslims during that time. mufti tu berharap sangat-sangat kehadiran kami dapat mengubah cara pemikiran penganut Islam tempatan (aku tak faham sangat time ni, but still, i try to bear dis in my mind)
di pejabat mufti
sunathon
me n k wahid
the main purpose aku dihantar ke kemboja… assist dr buat khatan. to be frank, aku x familiar pun with this procedure. first day sampai je kat kg chroy meantrey, dah kena start khatan those cambodian children. nasib baik k wahid dengan sabar dan tekunnya, memberi tunjuk ajar. not long after that, i was finally able to familiarise with the flow of the procedure.not only assiting the dr, aku jugak tolong k wahid jahit luka at that ‘part’.
k fatin ajar baca doa sebelum kena sunat
“doktor, budak-budak laki lain intai ikut tingkap takpe ke? takyah cover ke budak yang nak kena sunat ni?”, aku mula risau bila ramai yang terhendap-hendap dari tingkap. “tak payah, sunat ni macam pesta bagi orang-orang kat sini”, jawab dr dinon. dahi aku berkerut. mesti budak ni malu bila dia dah besar nanti..hu~ macam-macam ragam budak-budak yang disunat tu. ada yang belum buat apa-apa lagi pun dah nangis. sampai aku kena belajar simple sentences untuk tenangkan diorang..letih nak melayan tapi dr dinon lagi kesian, non stop dari pagi sampai petang, compared to aku yang on/off setiap hari.malunya.
perangai nakal aku mula terserlah bila ramai yang offer diri untuk jadi ‘nurse’ kat klinik. after showing them how to prepare the equipments and assist the doctor, aku pun meloloskan diri n join shikin untuk visit rumah orang-orang kampung. one thing yang memang aku tak regret langsung. aku tengok secara ‘live’ the true colour of chroy meantrey villagers. perkampungan orang islam yang masih lagi dihimpit kemiskinan dan terlalu jauh dari arus kemodenan.
an evening with shikin
first time rapat dengan shikin, bila dia ajak aku jalan-jalan kat belakang masjid. then, petang selasa yang indah, 16th dec 2008, once again aku merayap bersama shikin… everything ‘weird’ i found all the way, i caught in my camera. sambil jalan, aku sarungkan baju kanak-kanak yang diderma to any undressed children that i found all the way. sebelum keluar rumah, aku sumbat bagpack aku dengan baju-baju tu as recommended by ibu neli. petangnya, naik kereta kuda pulak. don’t be surprise, orang kampung guna kereta kuda tu untuk angkat barang, tapi kitorang buat jalan-jalan keliling kampung. siap lambai-lambai ala miss world lagi…
women section
rutinnya, for the sisters, akan solat maghrib dan isya’ berjemaah di surau kecil tak jauh dari masjid. dan kebiasaannya, k fatin yang akan jadi imamah n lead untuk session ajar mengaji untuk jemaah muslimat di kampung ni. antara banyak-banyak aktiviti yang aku join in this trip, this part was the best (for me la..). kesatuan aqidah yang jelas terbukti apabila hamba-hambaNya dari dua dunia yang berbeza sujud mengadap satu qiblat yang sama. somehow, aku rasa terharu sangat-sangat time ni.ditambah pulak dengan alunan zikir munajat yang turut sama dilaungkan dengan penuh semangat oleh makcik-makcik yang tulus mulus wajah mereka walaupun dibaluti telekung yang hampir lusuh. setiap kali bersalaman lepas habis solat, air mata aku pasti tumpah, syukur yang teramat sangat atas segala ni’mat kurnianNya. sebak sangat-sangat sampai sahabat-sahabat lain pelik, “kenapa hum sedih sangat?”… memang aku jenis ‘ciwek’ pun.huhu
voices of cambodian children
one evening, after solat isya’ berjema’ah kat surau, aku, k wahid n shikin tunggu kat luar sementara yang lain bersiap untuk makan ‘lembu naik bukit’ kat rumah k filin. then suddenly, haliza n anfal (artis kanak2 kat kampung ni, haha) together with their friends came to us. we were presented by a wonderful song yang aku bagi tajuk ‘ya ta na na’ (actually ni lagu nabi-nabi, tapi versi kanak-kanak kemboja). melekat lagu ni kat bibir aku even up until today. banyak lagi lagu yang diorang nyanyi, ada yang kitorang faham n ada jugak yang melopong kitorang dengar. yang jelas, they sang with their heart, sebab memang menusuk qalbuku.
loya-loya
kat rumah kat filin, kami dihidangkan dengan ‘lembu naik bukit’. aku tak faham mana satu bukit yang lembu tu panjat. haha. tapi, seriously, memang sedap yang teramat. aku melantak sampai tak ingat dunia, tambah pulak ‘teman seperjuangan’ (k wahid, tika, n akmal) yang memang menyokong kuat usaha aku untuk menghabiskan daging-daging tu. sampai kat rumah, still ok, walaupun kepala dah pening-pening. keesokan harinya, perut dah rasa lain macam. breakfast, diorang prepare nasi goreng, tapi aku tengok pun dah rasa nak term#*^*h. bukan sebab tak sedap, tapi loya yang teramat (perhaps overload makan daging malam tadi). tengahari pun sama, tak boleh nak sumbat sesuap nasi pun. time dinner, lagi dahsyat, tengok nasi pun aku terus menangis. last2, makan nestum sebab nak alas perut. start malam tu, aku diarrhea. rasanya more than 15 episodes. esoknya, before bertolak ke phnom penh, telan ubat chi kit teck aun (first time aku dengar sebenarnya), alhamdulillah, reda sikit. but, loya still lagi rasa, sampai aku balik malaysia pulak tu. it took me a few days untuk regain balik my apetite towards nasi.
banyak lagi that i would love to share with all. kata-kata mutiara dari ibu neli, shopping kat central market(how aggressive i was at that time, Tuhan je yang tahu), naik tut tut(tak sure ejaan dia macam mana), visit muzium pol pot, embassy of malaysia, n banyak lagi la… walaupun dapat warning letter, tak regret langsung join this program. tunggu second episode pulak ye
warning: do not read if you hate a negative way of thinking…hihi
asking, getting, missing
these words was written by my lecturer right after she entered the class. deep inside, aku tau we (mona, mawaddah n i) would be bombarded on this lovely morning. haha. she mentioned that our action looked as if we are going to REBEL. she’s totally right. memang aku nak rebel pun sekarang ni. honestly, i’m tired of all these. lihatlah dunia, starting from today, i’m going to rebel. (huhu, sounds tremendously emotional, huh?~)
after about 15 min lectures about morality, islamic conduct, etc. (rasa macam berapi sikit time ni…am i really guilty? am i the only one to be blamed? huhu… all i can do is to keep silent);belajar pulak topik DISCRIMINATION FOR DISABLED PEOPLE. somehow, bila dengar lectures tu, instead of relating the topic to disabled people, i felt like i am the one who are being discriminated.
being in this kulliyyah, some of the forms of “discrimination” yang aku rase pernah berlaku n still lagi berlaku:
students lain pun pernah ponteng jugak, but why kitorang (to be spesific; me, mona n mawaddah) were being highlighted? sebab kitorang pakai tudung besar? sebab our academic achievement (kalau perform dalam study, mmg takleh buat salah eh?)? sebab all this while we are very obedient, n suddenly we did something not favourable to their ‘will’, we are being accused for being rebellious? come on la…aku n mona went for community services, bukannya pergi holiday or buat maksiat. plus, mawaddah got family prob but none of the kulliyyah staffs asked what happened as a sign of concern. still, i cannot understand why my ‘beloved’ kulliyyah cannot be a little bit supportive n concern instead of blaming, blaming n blaming..
ni pun aku x mention lagi pasal case kitorang kena masuk sem awal sebab nak ikut budak medic, what about our financial support, psychological aspect, etc. huhuhu.. memang rasa terseksa sekarang. tak taula. no matter how much aku bebel pun, it won’t make a different. i need to clarify all these dengan high authority in this kulliyyah. hopefully, by that time, i have the strentgh to defend myself n gain back my dignity.
astaghfirullah….
the second week in temerloh, kene practical kat post natal ward, i.e. main baby je la jawabnya. admitted to the ward, for the mom, is not actually an ‘interesting’ experience anyway. i do realize, that even a simple question of showing our concern to the moms (e.g. sihat arini kak? demam dah ok? makan nasi dah tadi?) can really make a huge difference. they will start to tell more stories about themselves n also part yang paling best, boleh main (dukung2) with their babies. hihi. in addition, they will start to trust u more n listen carefully to all the advices given..
same goes to all of us, right? contohnya, bila kita sakit atau ditimpa masalah… when people do approach us with the right way, kita akan rasa lebih tenang dan mungkin lebih tepat…TERHARU. hanya kata-kata yang ikhlas dari hati akan sampai ke hati si penerima. ke aku sorang yang jenis cepat terharu? huhu. tak taula. yang pasti, one small thing that we do, can actually means a lot to other people…
“dan Kami wajibkan manusia berbuat baik kepada kedua ibubapanya; ibunya telah mengandungnya dengan menanggung kelemahan demi kelemahan (dari awal mengandung hingga akhir menyusunya…” (Luqman: 14)
one week in labor room.. fuh, an awesome experience!
The most challenging part for the nurses, is to deal with two lives at the same time (the mother and the baby). everything must be done quickly and even a small mistake (e.g incorrect technique to ‘push’ the baby out) can harm both the mother and the baby. no wonder la clinical instructor budak2 JMP (jururawat masyarakat pelatih) sangat-sangat strict…
my experienced with CTGs…
the first day in labor room i was incharged in the admission section. tak sangka pulak dapat peluang nak pasang CTG, after one whole week of doing nothing except goyang-goyang kaki and melangut kat antenatal ward in HTAA (tak faham betul kenapa tak bagi students buat procedure ni. how we are going to learn??).. ternyata Allah nak bagi peluang kat aku untuk compensate balik the time that had been wasted.at last, thanks to JM (sori kak, x igt nama.huhu) yang dengan sabarnya mengajar aku memasang CTG dengan pantas dan tepat. huhu, alhamdulillah. syukur sangat2.. n tak lupa pd dr zack sebab ajak aku assist dia buat VE for the whole day. at least I learnt all the terms and the significance of doing VE.
the first spontaneous vaginal delivery i’d witnessed…
memang bertuah la patient ni, sebab jadi the first lucky person yang aku witnessed.huhu. seksanya bila tengok si ibu menahan kesakitan bila ada contraction.
babies are so cute…tenang je tengok these babies. suci, bersih dari sebarang noda. even bila baby tu nangis kuat-kuat pun, tak rase annoying langsung, tapi rasa zuqq sebab aku tiba-tiba teringat mesti baby tu nangis sebab lepas ni dah kene berhadapan dengan dunia yang penuh dengan pancaroba, godaan2 yang mungkin menyesatkan, etc…
my first top n tail…
mula-mula angkat baby tu, a bit kekok. macam takut-takut je. tapi bile time cuci kepala baby tu, rase macam baby tu tengah tenung aku (walaupun sebenarnya baby tu tak nampak apa-apa pun.hu~). lepas tu, dah rasa macam taknak lepas langsung…agaknya macam tu la emak-emak rasa bila dukung anak sendiri… unexplainable feelings…
all these experiences, buat aku rasa lebih insaf dan sayang sangat-sangat kat emak… thanks emak, without you, i will not be here today… ya Rabb, Kau peliharalah aku daripada menjadi anak yang derhaka..
Flowers are Red
by Harry Chapin
The little boy went first day of school
He got some crayons and started to draw
He put colors all over the paper
For colors was what he saw
And the teacher said.. What you doin’ young man
I’m paintin’ flowers he said
She said… It’s not the time for art young man
And anyway flowers are green and red
There’s a time for everything young man
And a way it should be done
You’ve got to show concern for everyone else
For you’re not the only one
And she said…
Flowers are red young man
Green leaves are green
There’s no need to see flowers any other way
Than they way they always have been seen
But the little boy said…
There are so many colors in the rainbow
So many colors in the morning sun
So many colors in the flower and I see every one
Well the teacher said.. You’re sassy
There’s ways that things should be
And you’ll paint flowers the way they are
So repeat after me…..
And she said…
Flowers are red young man
Green leaves are green
There’s no need to see flowers any other way
Than they way they always have been seen
But the little boy said…
There are so many colors in the rainbow
So many colors in the morning sun
So many colors in the flower and I see every one
The teacher put him in a corner
She said.. It’s for your own good..
And you won’t come out ’til you get it right
And are responding like you should
Well finally he got lonely
Frightened thoughts filled his head
And he went up to the teacher
And this is what he said.. and he said
Flowers are red, green leaves are green
There’s no need to see flowers any other way
Than the way they always have been seen
Time went by like it always does
And they moved to another town
And the little boy went to another school
And this is what he found
The teacher there was smilin’
She said…Painting should be fun
And there are so many colors in a flower
So let’s use every one
But that little boy painted flowers
In neat rows of green and red
And when the teacher asked him why
This is what he said.. and he said
Flowers are red, green leaves are green
There’s no need to see flowers any other way
Than the way they always have been seen.
p/s: i was once promised to my friend that i will give her the lyrics of this song.. sian sgt2 kat budak laki dalam lagu nih.. cute sgt2 bile die mention..
There are so many colors in the rainbow
So many colors in the morning sun
So many colors in the flower and I see every one
children are so naive…but why when we are getting older, we tend to be so pessimists and to be worse, we crush other people’s creativity by our own selfishness of forcing other people to think exactly like the way we are thinking…hu~ diversity is good. i still cannot understand how people refuse to acknowledge these differences. everybody is different and that’s the beauty of it all.
to whom it may concerned, plz..plz and plz, don’t let other people ruin your beautiful and tremendous way of thinking… juz b urself and always remember all the colours that we have on this earth..
KUALA LUMPUR: Nurses, medical assistants, x-ray technicians and health inspectors can now go higher up the pay scale under a new integrated graduate scheme by the Health Ministry.
Health Minister Datuk Liow Tiong Lai said the plan aimed to improve the overall pay of these medical personnel so that they would be more focused on giving quality care to patients.
“I hope these graduates provide healthcare services by not just stressing knowledge and skills but also possess positive values in patient care,” he said on Monday.
He said this after witnessing the signing of a memorandum of understanding between the Ministry and 24 public and private institutions of higher learning to use its facilities for various healthcare education programmes.
Liow said nurses with first degrees would be able to receive pay grades from U41 to U54. It was learnt that the basic pay for degree-holders in grade U41 was nearly RM2,000 per month excluding housing, personal, cost-of-living, critical post and public service allowances.
The base pay including allowances for nurses at U48 is about RM8,000.
To reach the top pay grade of U54, the nurses had to have at least a Masters degree and have served more than 20 years as a nurse along with the necessary experience, skills and competence.
At the moment, nurses in the country received only up to U48 salaries.
According to Liow, the country did not have enough nurses as there was only one nurse to 375 residents.
“We need to reach one nurse to 200 residents to meet World Health Organisation standards by 2015,” he said.
Liow also said the higher pay scheme were to stop brain-drain of local nurses leaving for better pay in countries such as Dubai and others in the Middle East.
“This should be good news for nurses. Malaysia cannot continue to have cheap labour.
“If we want to retain our workers, we can’t pay them any less,” he said.
This year, he said some 6,000 nurses were trained by the country’s 27 Health Ministry colleges, 10 public and 54 private institutions that offered nursing education
very nice
judul buku: tip-tip cemerlang daripada al-Quran
penulis: dr danial zainal abidin
terbitan: PTS publication
baru je berpeluang nak habiskan baca buku ni.walaupun dah lama dah buku ni keluar (first published in 2005), tapi takpe, better late than never. memang ketinggalan zaman betul. huhu. sangat-sangat menarik untuk dijadikan rujukan bagi siapa-siapa yang impikan kecemerlangan. part paling menarik, bila penulis memulakan setiap ulasan tip-tip kecemerlangan dengan memetik ayat-ayat al-Quran. very nice.. selamat membaca
