Saturday, February 26, 2011

An Ancient Person of Her Heart

In the solitude of the night,
she sees an ancient person of her heart,
when the soft wind lovingly blows,
she feels the longing grows.
If only they had seen what was true,
the youth love could have been pursued.
He, the ancient person of her heart,
seeing him again is her delight.
Her mind lingers to the distant past,
to the untold story of them both.
But the present is what she trusts,
with whom she sees her love's growth.
Their idle flame shall not burn or die,
it will remain in their hearts, apart.
Till life is ripped, thus they die,
An ancient person of her heart.


by Rynn Yusuf

Quote of the day

One of the greatest discoveries a man makes, one of his great surprises, is to find he can do what he was 
afraid he couldn't do.
Henry Ford

Tips on Summary Writing ( SPM )

SUMMARY WRITING ( SPM )
The question on summary writing is based on the same text used for reading comprehension. This should be an advantage  as you would be familiar with the text after several readings. Despite this, many students are not comfortable with summary writing. Their fears stem from their inability to identify information relevant to the answer. Some are also worried that they may not be able to put the information together into a coherent paragraph. Weak students have an additional problem to grapple with the language. While these concerns are genuine, there is no reason to worry as these problems can be easily overcome with proper guidance and help from your teachers.
Remember that summary writing, in the context of this paper, is largely a reading skill (as you are required to select relevant information in the text), with a bit of writing thrown in (as you have to string the points together into a unified text).
The task is made easier for you as you do not need to summarise the whole text, only certain aspects. Therefore, it is important that you read the question carefully and consider what information is relevant.
The allocation of marks for summary writing is as follows: 10 for content and 5 for language. Usually, there are more than 10 content points but you should be able to identify at least 10. Do not worry too much about paraphrasing. Instead, focus on getting marks for content, not language ( unless if you are good at paraphrasing )
Things You Need to Do
1. Read the question carefully. Ask yourself: “What am I required to summarise?”
2. Mark the first and last lines of the passage you are asked to refer to.
3. Then select information that is relevant to your answer. To do this, underline the relevant lines or ideas as you read the text. Always ask yourself whether the information is relevant and keep on looking at the question to remind yourself what the question wants you to find.
4. Look through the lines/ideas you have underlined. Sometimes, an idea is repeated in another line. Ask yourself: Is this idea a repetition?
5. Summarise the ideas. You can combine ideas by joining phrases or sentences, or you may want to paraphrase ideas/sentences. However, make sure your sentences are complete sentences and not fractured bits and pieces.
6. If you cannot paraphrase, see if there are words in the text that you can replace without affecting the meaning. For example, you can use a pronoun to replace a noun.
7. If you are a weak student, copy the entire sentence. This way, you will not lose marks for content or language.
8. Begin the summary with the 10 words given and remember that the three dots after the 10th word mean you have to complete the sentence with some relevant information from the text.
9. Organise the ideas/points in the manner in which they are found in the text. Do not waste time trying to rearrange ideas.
10. Adhere to the word limit. Writing more than the required number of words will not get you extra marks. Anything short of the word limit means you lack content.
11. Pay attention to the tense (and sometimes, pronoun) used in the given 10 words.
12. Write the summary in one paragraph. Some students are in the habit of drawing columns to facilitate counting of words. This is fine but write your final draft in one paragraph.
Things to avoid
1. Do not include information not found in the text.
2. Do not include your own ideas or opinions.
3. Do not spend too much time paraphrasing as you might end up losing marks for content unless you can do so without altering/distorting meaning.
4. Do not repeat ideas. Sometimes, an idea is repeated in the text and you may not notice it as it may have been paraphrased.
5. Do not include material from other lines in the text.

She made her way through the crowd.....

Suzana made her way through the crowd. She had to struggle her way to the front seat rows at the same time searching for her name on the seats. Her eyes glanced through all the tags on the seats and after a few minutes her eyes caught a tag labelled “Suzana Harun” on one of them. It was too near the stage where the VIPs were seated.  She quickly sat down and was a little relieved that it was quite near a fan. She was glad as it was a little warm in the hall especially at that time of the day.
She looked at the person next to her, a small-sized lady in a pink dress. She gave a smile and the lady smiled back at her. Having remembered the small booklet given to her by the officer outside the hall, she looked at it and went through the names on it. Her eyes suddenly stopped at a name “Hisham Johan”. She was struck by the name for a few moments. She once knew a man of the same name but it was many years ago; to be exact – 10 years ago. What a long time. In the programme book – Hisham Johan was the guest speaker for that day – a programme for professional development. She realised that her heart pumped extra ordinary fast when her eyes rested on the name.  She then brushed away the questions on her mind.
Suzana was taken away from the hall, from  the present to 10 years ago when she saw the name. She suddenly was brought back to the present when the master of ceremony announced the arrival of the guest speaker.
From her seat, she saw the man walking to the VIP seat in front of her. She felt like collapsing when the man came nearer and nearer to her. Oh God, it was him. He was Hisham, the man she knew 10 years ago. Subconsciously, she clung to the small lady’s hand so that she would not fall.
 “ Are you all right?” the lady asked
Suzana just nodded and sat down. She was restless and lost her focus. She was confused; excited, nervous, pleased and there were a million feelings in her. She could not focus on the event. She was taken away by the past and again her mind flew back to 10 years ago. She was occupied with her thoughts when she heard her name mentioned by the speaker.
“Miss Suzana Harun, are you all right?”
He looked right into her eyes. His eyes captured her eyes. She was speechless and could only nod. He could still remember her and even called her full name. Meeting him again after many years could not be true. 
The event stopped at lunch. She walked to the cafeteria with the small-sized lady whose name was Anita. They took a table near the window as Anita liked the scenery;  a rock garden and a fish pond. Suzana agreed that the view was beautiful and she was more comfortable there than inside the hall.
As she was finishing her meal, a man came, sitting next to her.
“Hisham,” the name came out from her mouth without her realising it. She had not mentioned the name for 10 years and that day, the owner of the name was right in front of her.
“How are you Sue?”
“Okay. It’s a great surprise to meet you here after.....” he paused for a while.
“........after 11 years,” Suzana continued before he could finish his sentence.
“Yes, after 11 years,” he echoed it.

Friday, February 25, 2011

YOU CAN BE WHAT YOU WANT TO BE

There is inside you
All of the potential
to be whatever you want to be;
All of the energy
to do whatever you want to do.
Imagine yourself as you would like to be,
doing what you want to do,
And each day, take one step
towards your dream.
And though at times it may seem too difficult to continue,
hold on to your dreams.
One morning you will wake up to find that you are the person you dreamed of,
doing what you wanted to do,
Simply because you had the courage
to believe in your potential
and to hold on to your dream.

By Donna Levine

Thursday, February 24, 2011

Quote of the day

WHEN LIFE GIVES YOU A HUNDRED REASONS TO CRY,
SHOW LIFE THAT YOU HAVE A THOUSAND REASONS TO SMILE.

Tale of A Coin

Here I take my solitary rounds,
Amidst the trees and winds come softened,
My lazy eyes catch something on the ground,
An old coin so foreign and flattened.
I once had a similar possession,
With which brought a fairy tale, 
That ended with a painful question,
For many years did not prevail.
Will I get coin of the same kind?
Still flattened but money can't buy?
The wish frolic over my vacant mind,
And tears fill my melancholy eyes.
Goodbye my coin, goodbye my tale,
Cherish you, my whole life will.
I let it go, it drops on the trail,
Find another coin, I never will.
By Rynn Yusuf
A story of a friend who once owned a precious coin.
Thanks for sharing the story with me and it has given me
 an inspiration to try my talent in poem writing.

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Credibility......

I remember a book I read about credibility written by Dr Fadillah Kamsah. My team and I had a LADAP presentation on this book and based on our reading, we finally derived an acronym related to it. KOIMUNLU - Kredibiliti Organisasi @ Individu Memerlukan Ujian & Latihan Untuk Utuh. To gain credibility is not an easy task. It takes a long time , a lot of challenges and practices. 

When you are tested..........

Sometimes I wonder, what would life be if there were no challenges, problems or obstacles. Would life be interesting or monotonous? Would life be pleasant or dull? Would life be happy or sad? 
Challenges, problems and obstacles I faced in life have taught me many things; I have learned to be more optimistic, open-minded, mature, patient and appreciative of what God has given me. Recently, I was tested  and this time by an acquaintance whom I am very sure does not really know me ( I do not know her either ). She left me her comments about me 
( they were more condemns than comments ) that I would remember the rest of my life. She started with all the positive things ( all about herself and her family ). Good for her as she has all the beautiful things a person wants in life and I am happy for her too. However, I was taken aback when she reached her final note. The remark she made was very cruel and unacceptable ( especially from someone who claimed herself to be more "solehah" ). Initially, I intended to return her remark ( of course with remark of the same tone too ). Half of me ( the evil side of me definitely..hehehe ) wanted to hurt her the way she was hurting  me but the other half of  me ( the angel side ) insisted that I would not do that. Finally, I withdrew my intention. I would not want to hurt a person just because I was hurt and angry. I would not want to be of the same pathetic mentality and downgrade myself. I kept quiet and smiled to myself. I could just hurt her the same or even more if I wanted to. I thanked Allah for giving me the strength for not doing the thing that I would regret later because I knew, I could hurt her more than she could hurt me......not only with words...
I remember what my ustazah said many years ago when I was in Form 5 . " Jgn sesekali membenci, menyakiti  atau menghina  orang lain kerana kita tidak tahu, mungkin orang yang kita benci, sakiti atau hina itu lebih disayangi oleh Allah ". Wallahualam. 


Thursday, February 17, 2011

The best medicine.......

Sometimes we need someone to talk to. It need not be a long conversation nor a pouring of- what- we- feel  session. It is just a normal conversation about anything with a person dear to us and whom we are comfortable with,  and all our grief and sorrow disappear. It makes us more lively and positive to approach the days ahead, gives us a kind of new energy to face our challenges which leads us to find solutions to our predicaments. 
Thanks to a dear friend of mine for being there when I need you.

Quote of the day

Thinking is easy, acting is difficult, and to put one's thoughts into action is the most difficult thing in the world.

 Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Sunday, February 13, 2011

Journal reading........

FRIDAY
 This year I encourage my form 5 Angsana students  to keep their own journals. I ask them to write down what they do, feel, experience or anything they want to in this journal. It can be personal ( but not too personal or sensitive )  if they want to share it with me, or anything that they want me to know. I would like them to express themselves, their thoughts, worries, happiness and ideas in English.  I would like them to keep in touch with the language through writing.  Today, I read their first diary entries for the month of February. I enjoyed reading all their entries and responded where necessary. I get to know them; what they felt, their happiness and frustration,  naughty things they did ( normal things teenagers do of course ) and even haircuts ( for the girls who cover their hair ). All these made me smile.  I have been asking them what to write all this while and I could anticipate what I would get when I mark their essays. However , today it was a little different because I was looking forward to their writing, wanting to know what I would get to read…….I am looking forward to another Friday…

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Interesting Day....

I am glad to have attended this interesting and rejuvenating session. It took my whole day but the things shared and highlighted in all the slots were invaluable. Thanks to all the speakers who  have shared their stories of success and the secrets. Well, a part from gaining ideas and polishing my teaching skills, this was the opportunity to meet friends, updating stories and etc.....The best was, I met an old friend and we managed to reminisce. At this age, I find that meeting old friends is the best thing; recalling of the beautiful and memorable days we had together is no doubt the most wonderful thing to do......and at the end of the day, it made me realise how years have passed and how much I miss the yesteryears......


Hmmm.... a tiring day indeed but I was very contented. KOIMUNLU........:-)

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Monday
Everything went as usual…nothing interesting or unusual happened.  There was  a meeting regarding  TOV, headcount, target those sort of things…..a few minutes of head-cracking  session wanting to meet the GMP which was supposed to be below  5.0…..everyone was too busy with their calculators to notice the others…...then came the shouts of triumphant from those who finally achieved their GMP…
Tuesday
 I was approached by a 22 year-old under-graduate….requesting  me to answer questions on stress….I was in a hurry but as I looked at it as doing her father a favour, I took the papers and answered  what should be answered. One question attracted me “ If you could turn back the clock, would you want to do the same things that  you have done in your life?”.  I answered “YES”. Well, I would want to relive all parts of my  life  the way they were, are or will be. Perhaps,  I would  want to change here and there but this  would not involve the major decisions or choices. I would definitely choose teaching as my profession  and I would not change this, though may be sometimes due to some reasons or  stressful days at school,  I do wish I would  have chosen a different career…..but  otherwise, teaching is perfect for me…..
Today, my 3 Angsana presented their sketches….they did well. Everyone of them participated and did their parts . The best performance award went to Group 6. From the beginning of the task I could see all in the team played their parts and put a lot of effort to make it a success. The other groups did well too in their own ways. It was interesting to listen to their accents when playing the role of Rassendyll, Sapt and Fritz, to watch their own interpretation of the scene they chose  and to see how some of them managed to put in some humour in their acts….
Wednesday
A little monotonous but hectic day for me.
Thursday
Meeting again…this time from 8 am until 5 pm. Have to attend MGC meeting too but can’t make it….I wonder what my ‘sekolah angkat’ will be this year.
Friday
I am looking forward to Friday…..

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Quote of the day

 I think the purpose of life is to be useful, to be responsible, to be compassionate. It is, above all to matter, to count, to stand for something, to have made some difference that you lived at all.
Leo Rosten

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

What it feels like being surrounded by musicians.......

My children inherit the talent of their father.....good at music ( unlike me who is music blind, but  at least  I was pretty good at singing when I was a teenager ). My eldest is doing a music course in UiTM and she plays the piano and last semester she decided to learn violin, while my second son, Faris who is the most talented of them all plays the guitar, a little bit of the piano ( though he has no proper formal classes for that ), trumpet ( he was a trumpeter in the school band ) and also the drum. My little ones, Dayana plays the piano ( she has the least interest and talent in music among her siblings  ) and Danish, though hasn't yet taken any formal music lessons likes playing the piano ( still struggling but he is a fast learner ), melodion and of course the drum ( he practically drums anything he sees; my sewing can, biscuit cans...anything.) He has been trying to coax me in buying him a drum set. Looking at his level of interest in drumming, he will definitely not going to get one....well, just imagine how the house will be like if he gets one......Even without a drum set, my house is already the noisiest one in this housing area.
I have never experienced a quiet weekend....not after all of them are awake. They take turn in 'entertaining' me, usually it is the youngest, Danish who starts the music recital, playing his melodion, trying to wake his siblings up. When everyone is wide awake, then it is Dira's or Faris' turn, playing the piano or guitar. The house will sound more  like a recording studio if Faris takes out his electrical guitar.....When everyone is settled...has a seat surfing the internet or playing the monopoly or doing homework, then it is the captain of the house and his daughter's turn to entertain me. Here comes the singing session....the oldies of course; the Uji and Hail Amir's collections,  Broery Marantika and etc. Having the background music while doing my chores can be entertaining sometimes.......
One thing for sure, I don't have to buy tickets to concerts or musical performances...I have them all in my own house. 
This is what it feels like being surrounded by musicians......I love them all....:-)

Quote of the day

Be nice to people on your way up because you'll need

 them on your way down.


Wilson Mizner

Catch Us If You Can - by Catherine MacPhail ( Form 5 Novel )

The synopsis
This is a heart-warming story about the love between two generations, a grandchild and a grandparent. It tells the story of a young boy, Rory who was separated from his ailing grandfather due to unavoidable circumstances.
Rory and his grandfather, whom he called Granda, lived in their flat in Scotland. His mother passed away and his father abandoned him when he was young. Since then, his Granda had been Rory's guardian and they only had each other to rely on. Granda was kind, generous and charming but he was prone to lapses in memory due to his old age. Granda's episodes of forgetfulness were often hilarious, but they could sometimes also be disturbing and dangerous. There were times when Granda put Rory's homework down the rubbish chute and the rubbish in Rory's school bag, acted inappropriately at Parents' Night and left his lit pipe in his coat pocket. Due to this, over the years a role-reversal had taken place, Rory had become Granda's care taker instead of Granda caring for Rory.
One day, as a result of one of Granda's episodes of forgetfulness, their flat was burnt down and Granda was seriously hurt. The authorities then realised that neither of them was capable of taking care of the other, so they were separated. Rory was sent to the children's home Castle Street and Granda to Rachnadar, a nursing home. They were devastated with the news and found it difficult to adjust to their new environment. Rory decided to run away with Granda so that they could stay together.
They embarked on their escape across the country and encountered different kinds of people. Some were untrustworthy while some were keen to help and give support.
Along the way, Rory decided to track down his father who lived in Liverpool. As the journey became perilous and with his grandfather's worsening health, Rory had to decide whether to continue with their escape or to turn themselves in to the authorities.

( Want to know the ending? Well, grab the book and find it out yourself......)

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Quote of the day

It isn't what you have or who you are or where you are or what you are doing that makes you happy or unhappy. 
It is what you think about it

 Dale Carnegie

Names....have you ever complained.....?

My Dayana who is famously known for her non stop stories and questions   ( among her siblings ), asked me about her name. She wanted to know who named her .. She did not really like the name as it did not sound so nice and beautiful. She was very frank, speaking from her heart and I could still remember the expression on her face. This was followed by a complaint from my youngest son, Danish. He too thought that his name was not so nice and asked whether he could change his name to Luqmanul Hakim...( he even spelled the name aloud ). He rationalised that he would have been much more good looking if he was named Luqmanul Hakim.....Where did he get such idea? But it was interesting to listen to the reasons they had. I told them ; whether they liked it nor not,  it was me who named them....and it took me quite some time explaining to them why they were given such names. After knowing that their names carry good meanings and about the long "search" I had to go through in choosing their names, they thanked me. They are now proud of their names......Dayana Batrisyia and Danish Hadri