Amaran awal: entry ini tiada kaitan langsung dengan kes Anwar Ibrahim. Anda mungkin pembaca blog yang sesat.
Tadi ngaja kelas relief kejap. ada sorang boboy ni tengah melukis peta benua amerika and places in the US. Then suddenly he pointed to Los Angeles and said “tempat ni sume orang buat benda tak elok nie”. Then a girl suddenly said “all countries make sex. including saudi arabia”. Continue reading
Dek penangan memakai henna di hujung minggu, maka aku terpaksa la membawa lukisan di tangan itu ke sekolah.
dialog dalam kelas: cikgu da kawen ek? (sambil menunjuk ke tangan aku)
masa tanda buku murid: Anak murid tulis ‘Mrs Aini’s shirt’, tapi aku membebel dalam buku latihan dia “Dear X, I do not wear any shirt but baju kurung for today. And I’m not a ‘Mrs’ yet, I’m Miss Aini. Thanks’.
Masa dalam bilik guru: ada promoter dari scholastic datang promot family language game, approach aku secara subtle “are you teaching english?” Do you have any children?”
Syida kate muka aku pucat. Taruk bedak ngan gencu sket baru tak nampak pucat sangat.
Oh, aku semakin tua rupanya.
Oh, aku semakin menghampiri maut.
[dari anak murid]
cikgu, dia pukul saya
cikgu, dia ejek bapak saya
cikgu, buku tertinggal
cikgu, mak saya tak bagi duit untuk beli buku
cikgu, itu
cikgu, ini
cikgu, begitu
cikgu, begini
[dari guru]
cikgu tak larat
orang kata muka cikgu pucat
hidup cikgu bersendikan huraian sukatan pelajaran
tidur cikgu tak lena sebab rancangan mengajar harian
pundak cikgu tanggung dosa dan pahala
mata cikgu berat
badan cikgu sangat penat
tapi cikgu kena sihat
sebab cikgu perlu kamu
untuk tambah saham di akhirat
Moral: Please do not whine, kids. You have no idea how my life has changed since I started my practicum day.
I am supposed to write an A4 length of weekly reflection. But~~~I turned out to write an entry. Haha.
I can say that I have a meaningful week when I did something for local art industry. hahah. I feel so unproductive lately. I know the fact I write less poetry that I used to. I know that I spend impulsively (see? very unproductive). But when I finally get out from my comfort cocoon and discuss about real issues of the real world, that’s what I call life.
second week of practicum is pretty stresful. On Thursday, I was so tired because the night before I slept at 4am because i re-write my lesson plan. Haih. On that Thursday evening there was a motivational talk for Year 6. I almost landed my head on one of my students’ shoulder if only Syafiq hadn’t woke me up. haha. Gosh. Caffeine doesn’t work at all that time.
On Friday I was bloody late. Woke up at 7 and fortunately managed to do everything before 0710. luckily i prepared my stuffs on the night before. seb bek 15 menit je nak ke sekolah. seb baek!! dalam hati “kalau la arini kiamat, mati aku”.
heh. i had crazy stressful days. i wonder what will happen to me as my practicum period ends?
Ni bukan sindiket dadah atau sindiket haram. Sindiket ini diharidiri segolongan awek cun dan mamat kacak tapi poyo+sengal (pongal? sengyo?).
Akhirnya aku berjaya menghadirkan diri ke deklamasi puisi sindiket sol-jah. Pada mulanya aku cuak kerana jalan ke Rumah Pena sangat gelap dan berliku (ewah!). Namun kesusahan itu kutempuhi. Ku dail nombor enche photographer. “awak!! apesal gelap neh? ai takot laa~ huwaaa~ amek la ai kat sini” dengan nada ketakutan.
Majlis diserikan dengan lawak jenaka dari enche mat jan. beliau boleh memberikan lawak sengal yang ada substance. mungkin lepas ni tv3 berminat nak offer dia jadi pengacara. Antara ayat dia yg aku suka “alamak, sy baru tahu naskah buku tu dah habes. Sepatutnya dalam skrip saya promo buku tu, tapi takpelah. Sebab saje nk bg korang dengki sebab tak dapat beli buku tu, sy pn nk cerita apa yg best tntg buku tu (matjan promot buku bla3)”.
Semalam ada pantomin tentang orang kita yang terpaksa naik flight murah tanpa insuran di Romania. Lain dari yang lain. Sengal tapi mantap. Haha. Sketsa dari Roti dan Kopi memang best. Sume orang gelak besar.
Ada band CMYK yang menghiburkan. dah lama tak dengar lagu “hakikat cinta yang sejati”. Lirik pun dah lupa sikit2. Enche2 hensem CMYK menggalakkan penonton menyanyi, namun tidak mendapat sambutan. Mungkin penonton tidak bersedia dengan acara karaoke. Walaupun aku tidak ada mic, tapi aku menyanyi kecil. Haha. Takde orang denga pon. Lalalala.
Semasa Kak Nasriah bacakan sajak, bulu roma meremang. Tatau nape. Powerful betul. Dipetik dari Surah Yusuf katanya. Suara gemersik beliau, bersama dengan kekurangan lighting dalam rumah, memang menginsafkan. Huks~
Paling sweet sekali, ada penganugerahan untuk kapel pembancuh aer yang baru melangsungkan perkahwinan. Bak kata matjan “tanpa mereka, kehausan la kita”. (Maaf, aku lupa nama kalian).
Ada penyajak femes dari tahun 70an. Aku fikir, ada orang dah berikan rawatan untuk dia. Namun, deklamasinya makin mantap. Last time aku dengar di bersajak atas batu di tepi pantai dalam filem 80an (nama filem dah lupa, hehe). Sempat nampak orang rumah Pak Pyan, Kak Zu. Wah, maintain jelita. Tak sempat nak tegur. Tengah make call masa tu. Satu la pasal derang. Ai respek gila kat derang. Derang berkahwin sebelum bercinta. Kak Zu tak kenal pun siapa Pak Pyan sebelum kahwin.
Ada gadis manis yang menyanyi lagu cintan. Ada lari pitching sikit tapi kene menten cun. Mendapat tepukan gemuruh dari soljah. Lewat malam benar dia manyanyi. Tak fokus aku pada lirik sbb dh nk blk. Tapi lirik dia sedap. Ok. Aku pun kena balik. Yalah. Dah besa macam ni pun kena ada curfew. Aku bukan gi clubbing. *mengomel*
“mancet” kata rasso.
“what’s that?” tanya aku.
“trefik jem”, sengih rasso.
ches.
Overall, aku suka maskara.
Oh ye, this reminds me of my Maybelline mascara aku yang dah nak abes. 😛
Pictures: Qalamun gallery
Tapi aku harapkan, soljah akan merekrut lebih ramai ashkar wanita. Bleh?
This morning, during school assembly, I had very very painful stomache. I kenot even stand when we are supposed to sing some song. It’s much worse than period pain. It’s unbearable. I kenot tahan till I cry.
Then Nisha bwk g klinik kat ss6, mkn kt mamak sebelah amek ubat ape sume then blk skolah, dek penangan dadah, aku pon landing atas meja.
kol 1230 patutnya ada satu period ngan kelas 4 lili. tapi cikgu derg msk gantikan aku. (demit, siod aku berjaga smlm wat lesson plan).
sekali dtg a few girls tnya aku “cikgu kiteorang datang nak tolong cikgu angkat barang buleh?”
*tersentak* *terharu* *mamai*
“urm, sorry, i’m not going to enter your class today, cikgu S will. I’m not feeling well. But you can help me to pass up these books to 4 Ros. Thank you”.
Dear god, please allow me to be healthy for the sake of these kids. Now my heart knows why you’ve chosen me to be a teacher.
this weekend i went to ulu langat campsite. Impian country resort. Near to Nuang mountain. since my cooperating teacher told me that we’re going to camp on friday, my heart beats fast, my eyes were sparkling and my enthusiasm is uncontrollable.
immediately after came back from school on friday (1230pm), I didn’t even had lunch. I straight away pack my stuffs (because I didn’t manage to pack earlier due to school workload). Very minimum and basic. I’m being a minimalist. As I met my practicum mates, they told me “Aini ni rupa betul2 nak bercamping”. That’s because their style was so leisure. Haha. Macam nak g bersantai.
Then as we arrived at the resort, the river and the coldness greeted us. I took ablution. Guess what. The water source comes from the river. Cold and very earthy. Err, I just don’t know how to describe it. It’s just so refreshing.I was so sleepy when I arrived because I didn’t have a good night sleep before, but was awaken by the refreshing river water. So yeah. The water that comes out from the pipe is au naturale river water.
Night walk. I imagine i’d be an easy one. Just some walk in the forest. Na-ah. We gathered nearby forest at 1100 pm. Then we go into it, 1130pm. Was very dark. Never ever experience such darkness ever. This is not like blackout (TNB malfunction) moment. Flashlights are not allowed. Just use your senses. Legs and arms especially. Eyes are not functioning well that time. As we go deeper, the route is getting more difficult. Then I have a feeling it was not a night walk. We were climbing hill at night. Kids need adult’s help in order to climb tree root which is taller than them. Was hilly and slippery. But the kids were very very brave and strong. None of them freaked out or cried. It’s my first time climbing hill at night. Imagine the kids. They climbed hill, for the first time, at night, without any light source. Wow. I’m jealous. They’ve created world record I think.
We climbed roots. Hanging on a rope. Slide down our butts on bumpy muddy hill. My shoes’ sole even fell out. I was in a very dangerous situation when I climbed down. I will treasure that moment forever. Come to think of it, how did I do it? I never thought that I have a very very strong inner strength.Oh, we reached flat land by 130am. 2 hours of climbing a very challenging hill, in the darkness of night. Then the kids were waken up at 5 am. We only had few hours of sleep.
Saturday, laluan berhalangan. Or, shall I say obstructed paths? So, the kids need to go under thorny wires, climbed a wall, climbed 3 metres-90 degrees hill slope, then they need to climbed down backward, for half an hour, balancing on a hanging tree trunk and go under muddy water. We teachers even discourage them, not to do it, in case they can’t but these kids, hmpf. So strong and brave. Some of them did went back. But most of them took the challenge. Seriously, they are champion. So yeah. Nak show off sikit. I had bare-foot moment in the forest. Cikgu² laki cam tercabar je ngan aku. Haha. Kak Aniz had took the priceless-moment picture from the ground (cewah ala shoot saiful nang). Me with other cikgu laki(dak2 pompuan laen gi jaga stesen, derg tak climbed down), balancing ourselves kat atas tree trunk which is hanging 5 metres from ground, sambil buat gaya peace beruk. Coolness. Haha. Ada some cikgu yang jatuh pas tgkp gamba tp me, PK koko and cikgu from sabah tu managed to stay. Haha. *cool gler*Seb baek tak rebah tree trunk tu. haha. risau jugak kot² tumbang tbe2 sbb ramai2 naek atasnya. lol.
Those were the moments that i’ll remember forever. I’m not going to tell the bits where we had motivatinal talk, kem ibadah and treasure hunt yada². i think it’s my personal achievement that i will foretold my story to my grandchildren. Alhamdulillah nothing happened after my shoe sole tercabut. I was like cuak gile. Nak tanggal takleh. Nak biarkan pun bahaya. Hmm. Mujur Allah masih memberi sisa² peluang untuk bernafas di muka bumi ni.
nak pergi camping and climbing lagi!!!
I had priceless experience in my life ever.
A bit of sad news, I managed to dig out some story fromt the Indonesian forest guide that Nuang mountain is not clean nowadays. Only the resort’s river area is clean. What a shame. We Malaysians do not know how to take care of god’s beautiful creation.
