Self Confidence

Self confidence or believe in oneself is the notion of being confident, be yourself and dare to be different. Self confidence has a lot of effects on our daily life.

Most of my students, friends or people who I know have very low self-esteem. They worried about their friends’ acceptance for what they do or how they dress. Then they will start to be like their friends, like what their friends like and do what their friend does without actually feel. Thus starting a phenomenon where everyone will like the same thing.

But too high self-esteem sometime give a euphoria that u are much better than the others, thus you will think what u do is the right thing. You cannot accept others advices. You strongly hold on your believe without balance it with the religion views, moral and acceptable etiquette in a society.

So, it is good to have self-esteem, but always consider what other people have to say.

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Bebaskanlah Daku

Diriku Yang Sepi & Sunyi

Kuingin Terbang Tinggi Disana

Mendaki Gunung Yang Tinggi

Menyeberangi Lautan Yang Luas

Dan Mengelilingi Duni Ini

Diriku Tak Mau Terkekang Selalu

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Apakah mungkin

Pandangan Kedepan Masih Ada
Ketika Kulihat Keatas
Bintang Bertaburan Dan Bulan Bercahaya
Itulah Akhir Keindahan Yang Kudapat
Apakah Mungkin ?...............
Kuingin Kau Sebagai Bunga Mawar Yang Menawan
Dan Biarkan Daku Menjadi Air Jernih Yang Suci
Namun Jangan Kau Tanyakan Satu Hal Kata
Apakah Kukan layu ?..........
Tidak ! ……. Jangau Kau Tanyakan Itu
Ketika Kumelihat Dunia
Aku Jadi Teringat Akan Sesuatu Hal
Jangan Biarkan Bunga layu
Namun Jadilah Pohon Kaktus Dipadang Pasir Yang Gersang
Dapatkah Kau Mengerti ?

Assalamualaikum

It has been a while since I've written anything in this blog. actually I stumbled upon back to this blog when I was reorganizing my e-mails, deleting all the love e-mails from EX-es, spams and also notifications. there is when an email of notification captured my interest. "Review your post comment" I was like, Huh! is it another unknown comments or spam, that is when I realize, the comments were from this blog..haha. Thus, from today onwards, I am trying to revive back this long forgotten cause.

"A cause to show the true face behind the facade"

He Had Such Quiet Eyes by Bibsy Soenharjo

He Had Such Quiet Eyes
Bibsy Soenharjo

He had such quiet eyes
She did not realise
They were two pools of lies
Layered with thinnest ice
To her, those quiet eyes
Were breathing desolate sighs
Imploring her to be nice
And to render him paradise

If only she'd been wise
And had listened to the advice
Never to compromise
With pleasure-seeking guys
She'd be free from "the hows and whys"

Now here's a bit of advice
Be sure that nice really means nice
Then you'll never be losing at dice
Though you may lose your heart once or twice

CPS Review:

First thing come to mind after reading this poem was about the seductive and lustful love. Not to delve to deep into that, let us discuss on the surface level only.
The poem discusses on the eyes of a man, alluring, seductive and dangerous.

The connotation of two pools of lies layered with the thinnest ice strongly suggested that the man eyes is very deceiving, deep, calm but dangerous, just like a pool in winter. It may look inviting and peaceful to see a still lake, but when you try to walk on the thin ice, it will break and you will drown in the icy cold water.

Another connection was the term “Eyes are windows to the soul” thus here, the icy eyes shows that the man have a cold, ruthless heart, ready to gobble up gullible woman. The eyes also quiet (stealthy/underlying intention/udang sebalik mee) and imploring (domineering/controlling/powerful)

Second stanza, young woman are too gullible, naïve and easily influenced (first hand experience) especially concerning with love and emotions. Thus, the advice was NEVER to compromise with the wrong guys. This is because the “hows and whys” a.k.a the art of seduction is something that will entangle the woman in its webs for a long time. And the man with this knowledge will not only suck the woman dry emotionally, but also physically, financially and then toss her aside, useless, broken and valueless…

The last stanza,

Nice mean nice : no underlying intention, truthful and honest

Then you'll never be losing at dice: love is a risk taken by both side, they take turns throwing the “dice of life” and if the woman is smart, she will be safe in the relationship.

Though you may lose your heart once or twice: this is the risk in love, but broken heart can still be mended, but there are things in a girl that once broken, forever gone.

The River - Valerie Bloom

The river’s a wanderer, a nomad, a tramp.
He doesn't choose any one place to set up his camp.

The river’s a winder, through valley and hill.
He twists and he turns, he just cannot be still.

The river’s a hoarder and he buries down deep
Those little treasures that he wants to keep.

The river’s a baby, he gurgles and hums
And sounds like he’s happily sucking his thumbs.

The river’s a singer, as he dances along
The countryside echoes the notes of his song.

The river’s a monster, hungry and vexed
He’s gobbled up trees and he’ll swallow you next.

CPS Review:

The poem personified the river as a living object, which has attitudes and wants. The poem also shows the river as a thing with two nature, good and evil, just like humans. Human can be good and sweet sometimes, but other times, human can be evil and vexed. Thus that is a balance of natural order, as each complete things has both sides, coins have head and tails, life has yin and yang and earth has days and nights. The same with human, if in good nature, can be sweet and polite, but if vexed, can be evil and mean. This understanding is the referred back to the poem, as the river is personified to be as what it choses to be. Human do not have the capacity to control the river. It is up to it whether the river wants to be a baby or be a monster.

I wonder - by Jeanne Kirby

I Wonder
by Jeannie Kirby

I wonder why the grass is green,
And why the wind is never seen
Who taught the birds to build a nest,
And told the trees to take a rest?
And when the moon is not quite round,
Where can the missing bit be found?
Who lights the stars, when they blow out,
And makes the lightning flash about?
Who paints the rainbow in the sky,
And hangs the fluffy clouds so high?
Why is it now, do you suppose,
That Dad won’t tell me if he knows?

CPS review:

the poem use of questions instills the feeling of reflective. the persona question the world order, who, what and why does "things" happens. the things that happened in the poem were majestic and miracles, that cannot be done or comprehended by human.

the last two line have a connotation to religious, in particular, Christianity, as God in Christianity was symbolised as the father. and thus, the meaning of the poem was that humans are young, powerless and cannot understand the whole world. the poem also suggested that human will eventually learn, but God do not give the whole knowledge, unless human seek it. the knowledge seek was the true knowledge, the understanding of the all powerful God and the capacity of human understanding. the point to be discuss here was that whether the human have the capacity to understand the whole concept of "true knowledge"?

but, if the poem were read through the eye of an innocent child, the line may means the father of the child, as child usually will ask anything from the parents. all the questions will then referred as the child's observations of the world. the inquisitive feelings that child have plus the naivety of understanding how the world move.

both interpretation above suggested knowledge gained through asking, human@child will not gain the whole knowledge, but will eventually learn bit by bit. it also stressed on the need of a guider@teacher@father to guide the human@child.

What I’ve learnt today

It’s been a hot and tiring day. Last nyte I didn’t get enough sleep as I arrived home from JB at 2 in the morning. Then I managed to wink 40times before I woke up for Sahur. after a quick fix of Sahur, I tried to sleep again, even have the plan to take CRK for the first time today, but to no avail, thanx to toyon! By 6.30, I woke up and take my bath.

My first thought of the day was I want to wear black today! Thus black shirt, pants, tie and socks! Why? Coz I felt at ease in black. Feel more confident and exuberant. That’s what black colour does to me. some people saw red, some people saw yellow, but i saw black.

In my car, otw to school, I purposely step on d gas, and purposely maneuvered my car dangerously – but not recklessly- with a lot of instant braking, and stepping on d gas quickly again. Kept on shifting my BMW auto transmission between D n 2..just to hear the revving sound and the instant boost. I Manage to achieve my target, that is to overflow my bloodstream with the needed adrenaline, thus keeping me awake for double doses of EST class. 8-9, 9-10. thank god the class is a goody2 one. The 4SA1 n 4 SN, so I didn’t have to put much effort in class control, I even went a bit far in 4 SN, by trying to teach the meaning of Solat Tahajjud and Qiyamullail to a Chinese student..hehe..

By 10 a.m, my adrenaline supply was out, thus I retreated into the staffroom, found a perfect table with low visibility and BAM! Another 40 winks until 12 noon. I have to wake up as I have an English class with 4SAI. So I entered the class until 1 p.m. after class some of the boys stayed back just to share stories and some laughs. I was tired but tried to entertain them. They felt the small talk we have was beneficial to them. We talk until 2.30 and then I rushed to the hostel for my STS (Singkat tapi Sempat 2, special class for form 3), the class should be held from 2.30-4.30, but by 4 p.m, they are all tired. thus, I changed the topic for a QnA session, to discuss problems in English paper and etc.. but somehow I manage to get a boost from somewhere and started counseling the f3 students, to prepped them up for the coming PMR. Some of the girls even cried after the session. Huhu..

So that’s all..these are what I’ve learnt today!

p/s; don’t sleep late on Sunday nights, the effect will be doubled on Monday, lack of sleep and Monday blues..huhu..

a teacher sonnet,,

for all teachers out there..

what i've gain

Been away to Besut for 4days. Somehow i felt like i'm disconnected from the rest of the world. Just now i just read about the death of an undergraduate from UKM. She fell from the fourth floor of the pendita Zaaba hostel, the same hostel my ex-gf stays when she is still in UKM. One of the reason being said that she fell after being "chased" by a black shadow..and i still remember, my ex did mention something about "Orang Minyak" in her hostel. As for me, i believe that sometimes, these things can manifest themselves into visible things, but we have to remember, that Humans are the one chosen by God as the Khalifah of this world, thus we are better than them. Ingat Allah selalu, Insya Allah selamat.
i would also hope that no one would feel that the hostel will be haunted after this, as death is on the hand of God. Allah mencabut nyawa hambanya mengikut kehendakNya..

Be different! Use your Mind

Literature is a reflection of real life. Thus through literature, human can understand and reflect to the world. Literature may also provide a meaningful and content feeling for the reader. It is obvious that Human will grow, eventually from a stage to the next stage as they aged. The same goes for the suitability of the types of literature that caters to each stages of life. The stages here refer to the Psychological Development Theory proposed by Erik Eriksson. As the stages shifted, so thus the exposures towards the type of literatures that suit each stage. For literature for children and adolescents (LCA) it covers the 3 stages, the play age (3-5 years), the school age (6-12 years) and adolescence (12-18 years) while after that, the child was shifted to the adult world where everything is real and every individuals are accounted for each of their actions. Thus the exposure of a heavier, realistic and more meaningful literature is needed - the adult literature (LA). Both type of literature is considered as a piece of writings that are treated as a piece of arts. But the language, the semantics, the psychological and its physical aspects are different.

As human mature, so thus the mind set.