<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126471686204791789</id><updated>2026-10-18T14:14:10.486-07:00</updated><category term="Vacation"/><category term="Anger"/><category term="pet"/><category term="Crime"/><category term="Rat"/><category term="beauty"/><category term="hamster"/><category term="love"/><category term="mother"/><category term="teacher"/><category term="40"/><category term="Doodle"/><category term="Food"/><category term="Grape"/><category term="H1N1"/><category term="Hari raya"/><category term="Mail"/><category term="National monument"/><category term="Ramadhan"/><category term="abuse"/><category term="aging"/><category term="architecture"/><category term="athritis"/><category term="beverages"/><category term="body odour"/><category term="building"/><category term="cervical cancer"/><category term="cherating"/><category term="child"/><category term="cloud seeding"/><category term="diabetes"/><category term="diet"/><category term="drown"/><category term="education"/><category term="family"/><category term="female"/><category term="gardening"/><category term="genius"/><category term="health"/><category term="hearing loss"/><category term="holiday"/><category term="hygiene"/><category term="isa samad"/><category term="kids"/><category term="lyric"/><category term="maid"/><category term="male"/><category term="medical view"/><category term="mud"/><category term="oat"/><category term="pandemic disease"/><category term="parliament house"/><category term="prodigy"/><category term="rape"/><category term="reader&#39;s digest"/><category term="scam syndicate"/><category term="seremban"/><category term="slum"/><category term="song"/><category term="teoh beng huat"/><category term="toxic"/><category term="tragedy"/><category term="twins"/><category term="vaccine"/><title type='text'>My Stories....</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog is created to share my journey of life and experience...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>ruby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561286116663227212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>240</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126471686204791789.post-5146221375621149919</id><published>2015-12-25T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2015-12-25T08:41:55.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>testing</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum . It is holiday season and we are entering a new year soon. It is a double &amp;nbsp;celebration for &amp;nbsp;us muslim as it is our prophet&#39;s (pbuh) birthdate. Forget about the current affairs that happen arround which really a bad omen that try to tarnish our image as muslim. &lt;br /&gt;
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Well I really hope that we muslim should unite and strengthen our faith by following and practice our prophet&#39;s teachings in our daily life. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/feeds/5146221375621149919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2015/12/testing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/5146221375621149919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/5146221375621149919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2015/12/testing.html' title='testing'/><author><name>ruby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561286116663227212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126471686204791789.post-2481374655988335612</id><published>2014-01-22T08:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2014-01-22T08:13:32.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>21 Jan 2014</title><content type='html'>It has been ages since my last entry...well it leaps to another year. As usual, being pretty busy as if 24 hours is insufficient...&lt;br /&gt;
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2013 was a great achievement year though, both my beloved daughters &amp;nbsp;scored straight As in their UPSR and PMR respectively, my husband had a wonderful teaching experience for 2 weeks in Kazakhstan and eventually we had a Kazakhs guest ... &amp;nbsp;Akmaral , &amp;nbsp;at this moment we miss you...&lt;br /&gt;
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2014 is really a jump start to us...the prices of goods/services shooting up highlight quite a drastic impact on our daily lives plus the &#39;roller coaster&#39; politicians bombarding each other non stop ..., the change in climates, and the list goes on and on...&lt;br /&gt;
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We just celebrated the Prophet&#39;s birth date and the Chinese New Year is just around the corner...I need to complete my latest project of &#39;cross stitch&#39; of the &#39;Blue Mosque&#39; in Istanbul and to finish the novel which is under complete abandonment since the new school term starts.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/feeds/2481374655988335612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2014/01/21-jan-2014.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/2481374655988335612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/2481374655988335612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2014/01/21-jan-2014.html' title='21 Jan 2014'/><author><name>ruby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561286116663227212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126471686204791789.post-8925651809080626980</id><published>2012-10-15T08:08:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-10-15T08:08:34.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Braces</title><content type='html'>My daughter who turns 14 just had herself braces. It wasn&#39;t a pleasant experience as she was so much in pain contradict to the orthodontist justifications. She barely eat anything since she had it last Saturday which worry me as I am not sure whether it is &#39;normal&#39; or not...&lt;br /&gt;
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She was advised to be on braces since her upper jaw was smaller than the lower part and her fangs are not visible yet due to the limitation of spaces. Supposedly with the braces, spaces will be created to allow the healthy growth of fangs as they should be out by the age of 11.&lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;ve searched the net and found something interesting on braces, &#39;How much I will hurt&#39;. Well, there is always a price to pay for and I hope my girl have all the courage and patience to go through the process...and for a start, she already having difficulties swallowing baby food...porridge is never on her menu since baby...&lt;br /&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/feeds/8925651809080626980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2012/10/braces.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/8925651809080626980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/8925651809080626980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2012/10/braces.html' title='Braces'/><author><name>ruby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561286116663227212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126471686204791789.post-3858982278022874091</id><published>2012-10-06T08:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-10-06T08:18:11.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lift</title><content type='html'>Still in the haj mood and at this very moment, miss my roommates at Maktab 90 in Mecca so much as we had spent almost 40 days together battling the hardships, sharing joys and sorrows and most importantly comforting each others ... and forgiven all the misdeeds...&lt;br /&gt;
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I really miss them, Kak Fadzillah, the toughest and superb amongst us, Kak Siti, the most gentle and cool, Kak Yati, very talkative, friendly&amp;nbsp;and informer (she used to get the fresh news offhand), Kak Aya, a happy go lucky and finally Shah, the healthiest pilgrim as she only had a slight cough while the rest of us were struggling with&amp;nbsp; heavy cough...&lt;br /&gt;
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Our Maktab was about a kilometer from the Al-Haram and our room faced the &#39;Al-Mala&#39; cemeteries. Well, it was not really a pleasant scenery but it was good to remind us of our next stations and lives. Our room was on the 7th floor of the 12th floor building. It was equipped with two lifts and about 2000 Malaysian pilgrims occupied the whole hotel.&lt;br /&gt;
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So, the lifts were always packed especially after Isya prayer as we hurried to get to the cafeteria to get our prepacked meal as dinner was served from 6 p.m. to 9 p.m. In order to avoid the long queue, both my husband and me would opt to take flight of stairs, which was 2 floors down from the lobby...for the first week...&lt;br /&gt;
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The situation worsened as there were always clashed between those who just got back from Al-Haram pressed the &#39;down&#39; button to the cafeteria and those from the &#39;surau&#39; (located at the mezzanine floor) already occupied the lifts to their respective floors. &lt;br /&gt;
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Today, there was entry in my fb about our pilgrims this year, from northern states, were scared to get out of the lift as they claimed the lift would gobble their heads once they get out, so they were yo-yo, up and down in the lift while their other counterparts had completed their umrah. &lt;br /&gt;
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Astaghfirullah, I pitied them...during my time, I came across a few oldies who were also scared but as time flies they got used and overcome their fears. Hopefully, Tabung Haji will relook&amp;nbsp;into this matter and get the pilgrims&amp;nbsp;familiarise with lifts before they boarded. &lt;br /&gt;
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Even, the escalators in the Al-Haram are hazardous as some pilgrims were scared and started to ding dong ... by seconds the place was jam packed and people started to push...I heard this year, the trains has been opened&amp;nbsp;to public ...hopefully it goes smooth sailing and no tragedies.&lt;br /&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/feeds/3858982278022874091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2012/10/the-lift.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/3858982278022874091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/3858982278022874091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2012/10/the-lift.html' title='The Lift'/><author><name>ruby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561286116663227212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126471686204791789.post-1532582431916864809</id><published>2012-10-04T05:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-10-04T05:37:34.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaabah</title><content type='html'>The haj season is backed and I can&#39;t help hiding the &#39;very touching&#39; of my inner feeling while the pearly tears wetting my cheeks. It is uncontrollable &#39;feeling&#39; especially when viewing the picture of &#39;kaabah&#39; is hard to describe...the environment which was missed so much as none other places on the earth was so dear to the heart as the &#39;kaabah&#39; aura...and as the center of Muslims qiblat...&lt;br /&gt;
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If the &#39;Kaabah&#39; is allowed to speak, I believe it has tremendous of experiences to be shared and incomparable to my experience which is only a tiny little dot (if I may put a mark)...&lt;br /&gt;
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The &#39;kaabah&#39; has its own history as it was first built by&amp;nbsp;Prophet &amp;nbsp;Adam a.s. and aligned with the &#39;kaabah&#39; in &#39;Sidratul Mutaha&#39;, where all the angels perform &#39;tawaf&#39; &amp;nbsp;twenty four hours non stop until the doomsday. That is why we can perform our prayers regardless of our locations and altitudes...&lt;br /&gt;
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Since we are thousand miles away from Kaabah, wish to take this opportunity to remind myself and other muslims, to recite &#39;surah Al-Kahfi&#39; on Friday night as it will ignite lights between oneself and the Kaabah. In addition, the first ten ayats, will help protect oneself from &#39;fitnah&#39; dajjal.&lt;br /&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/feeds/1532582431916864809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2012/10/kaabah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/1532582431916864809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/1532582431916864809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2012/10/kaabah.html' title='Kaabah'/><author><name>ruby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561286116663227212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126471686204791789.post-3785734619767272819</id><published>2012-10-02T00:38:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-10-02T00:38:50.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haj </title><content type='html'>I had been on silence mode for over a year, busy preparing myself physically, emotionally and mentally to be an honourable guest. Today, is exactly been a year, I had flewn my body and soul to the holy land to perform the fifth Rukun Islam with my soulmate. &lt;br /&gt;
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Both Medina and Mecca are great places for soul searching and reconnection cables with the Creator. Being there for 47 days, I left heavy heartedly with pleasant and unpleasant memories and experiences...&lt;br /&gt;
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For those who have been selected as honourable guests this year, all the best and put all your efforts and best attempt to perform and complete your haj. &lt;br /&gt;
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Hopefully, my muslims brothers and sisters will obtain &#39;Haji Mabrur&#39; , Ameen.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/feeds/3785734619767272819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2012/10/haj.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/3785734619767272819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/3785734619767272819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2012/10/haj.html' title='Haj '/><author><name>ruby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561286116663227212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126471686204791789.post-6687543794239400390</id><published>2011-06-20T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T06:26:29.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hidayah</title><content type='html'>Lately, I bumped into few people which make me have deeper thoughts and amazed on Allah&#39;s greatest gifts to them...and most of all thankful to Allah as we are parts of the chosen one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born to be Muslims are really privilege as we don&#39;t have to struggle hard to find the Creator and our right legs already step in the heaven door...except for our left legs which could drift and drag us away from the key to heaven...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very inspiring story from a non Muslim friend really touched my heart...Chrstine is a 60 plus mother of three sons, cheerful and full of life experiences to share...she shares quite a number of stories but what really touched was about his youngest son...she always praises the son who without fails will bring along his Fillipino wife and kids to dine at her house every day and will call her from his work place during day time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet all mothers would be in cloud nine to have kid(s) like this...I asked her on the &#39;secret recipe&#39;...She told me that she instilled the good values since he was small and always prayed hard that her son would turn to good fortune as she does not have any daughter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really admire the mother and son relationship...and she has a confession...her son is Muslim. SubhanAllah...the son studied in UK to complete his degree, upon his returned home, he was employed by a bumi company. He was the only non Muslim and he picked up Islam from there. Finally, he converted and had a Muslim girlfriend but not long after, he was involved in a fatal accident...but he survived with serious head injury and the behaviour turned 360 degrees...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His girlfriend left him due to the circumstances but he still get the full support from the mother until he fully recovered...The mother&#39;s love has no boundary even the son had converted, she took good care of him and served all his needs. The most important part was she never objected on the her son&#39;s choice of his religion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She praises her son of being a good Muslim as he performs his duties such as performing the prayers and so forth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I feel that her son is really special who has been blessed and showered with Allah greatest gift, &#39;hidayah&#39; to mankind...to be in the correct path now and forever...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/feeds/6687543794239400390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2011/06/hidayah.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/6687543794239400390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/6687543794239400390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2011/06/hidayah.html' title='Hidayah'/><author><name>ruby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561286116663227212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126471686204791789.post-3905473374951684265</id><published>2011-04-22T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T08:30:13.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To my Daughter</title><content type='html'>Arggggghhhhhh....4 months plus into discovering a new roller coaster life of a teenager...I am still wobbling and wobbling like &#39;jelly in my plate&#39;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &#39;ugly truth&#39; of tsunami I&#39;ve heard from friends earlier really hit me...now she is a &#39;big girl&#39; with &#39;big head&#39;...Mommy is no longer a priority in her life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sob, sob...it started off with happily wiggling while engrossing the chatting columns of fb, ignoring the surroundings...all in her own world...towards the extent deleting &#39;own mommy&#39; from fb list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worse part yet to crash...the choice of vulgar and obscene words with friends really make mommy&#39;s heart sank...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then come Justin Bieber concert...another sullen face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, from timid and quiet girl has asked mommy for the &#39;slumber party&#39; night...yet another stormy battle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, mommy has done a lot of thinkings lately and understands the needs of having your space. Anyway, everything comes with a price...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I had allowed you to open a fb account (although not eligible), it is not fair to chunk it off. So, it has to be really transparent like mommy can access yr fb anytime and I have to be your fb friend. No compromise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also a mistake to let you have ipod freely, so from now onwards, ipod must be in mommy&#39;s custody and you are only allowed to have it during long school break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vulgar and obscene words or gestures...you must really be extra careful not to get yourself in trouble. Next time, please clarify and let mommy screen first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concert...it is not our custom to attend one. Please remember although mommy knows how dissapointed you are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slumber party and so on is a big NO, NO...period...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha...now mommy feel better. Though at times I really feel guilty especially few days during the withdrawal period (when you reluctantly surrendered the ipod).</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/feeds/3905473374951684265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2011/04/to-my-daughter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/3905473374951684265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/3905473374951684265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2011/04/to-my-daughter.html' title='To my Daughter'/><author><name>ruby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561286116663227212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126471686204791789.post-1157594530319386638</id><published>2011-01-25T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T07:40:08.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Deadline</title><content type='html'>At this point of time, it is rather very significant to see my neighbours busy cleaning and refurbish their houses and compounds. The smell of all sorts of paints, more like evaporate kalium permanganate to my sensitive nose, fills the air...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The high spirit and sense of getting &#39;extra cleaning&#39; will die when the Chinese New Year emerges...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after fetching my two girls from evening session school today, I had to face a long queue to reach to the nearby bookstore which was only 10 minutes drive relatively ( I used the word &#39;relatively&#39; as I picked up the term from my Form 1 girl&#39;s geography lesson)...&#39;Everybody works hard for the oncoming festival&#39; I just mimicked the sentence which was like a replay in my memory...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&#39;What do you mean?&#39; the kids asked me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Ya, you see...the policemen conduct the roadblock at this hour as they have to collect money as CNY is approaching. Everybody has to meet the dateline...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was really deadline to me...I was smiling to the policeman when he stopped my car, scrutinised every detail of the deco posted on my front mirror. He flagged me to stop to the side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, another policeman approached me...&quot;Akak tahu tak kenapa akak kena tahan?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shook my head. He ordered me to get out and showed me the problem...Oh Gosh, it was really over the dateline...&quot;Road tax akak dah mati...tengok 26 Ogos 2010. Dah lama ni akak&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still couldn&#39;t believe his words as my husband is a very responsible citizen, he will not do such thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I surrendered my IC and driving license to him...Nothing much I can do...it was a clear cut my fault, driving a car with an expired road tax...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Akak pernah kena saman?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Tak&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw him filling all my particulars in a white sheet form ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Macamana ni akak?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Nak buat macamana, dah mati kenalah renew.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He returned my IC and license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Kita bagi warning dulu. Kalau lepas ni masih tak renew, kita saman&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Terimakasih&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful to the roadblock not because I escaped the summon but it opened my eyes that I was wrong on the roadblock concept. It was not only to gain money but it is more than that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Don&#39;t take things for granted&quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/feeds/1157594530319386638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2011/01/deadline.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/1157594530319386638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/1157594530319386638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2011/01/deadline.html' title='The Deadline'/><author><name>ruby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561286116663227212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126471686204791789.post-4647791184946585894</id><published>2011-01-08T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T07:22:36.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beginning</title><content type='html'>The starting of 2011 is quite tough and challenging for me both emotionally and physically...my eldest is transforming from pre teen to teenager...what a big leap I feel to adjust on the &#39;new transformation&#39;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new school sessions re-open...with the appetizer...&#39;orientation for Form 1&#39; on the very day that our PM announced as public holiday as our football team won the what cup? well, I don&#39;t really give a damn concern...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The orientation session was really chaotic with parents scattered all over the school compound listening? or wondering? on the Principal&#39;s speech...Well, parents of the 750 kids, all fresh from primary school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a hard and tiring day, the class was jam packed with 50 kids per class cramped like sardine...the parents had to be in long queue to settle the school fees...which reminded me on the recent experience at Genting Highland, just few days before Christmas break, we had to queue like one and half hours to take a roller coaster ride...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. it has been a week now since the school re-opens...my girl still have tough time adjusting to the new cycle...from choosing the &#39;kemahiran hidup&#39; subject to the extra cocurriculum activities...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has to choose between ERT and commerce for &#39;kemahiran hidup&#39; which is the most dislike subject during her primary years...after seriously thought of the options, she picks ERT...even though both me and my husband had the commerce background...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope she will enjoy and cherish each moment...as for now, she is not even dare to ignite the stove...hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The extra cocurriculum came in a very long list...too many makes the decision even harder...hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day, she comes home with piles of homework ... &quot;Welcome to Secondary School Life&quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/feeds/4647791184946585894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2011/01/beginning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/4647791184946585894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/4647791184946585894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2011/01/beginning.html' title='The Beginning'/><author><name>ruby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561286116663227212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126471686204791789.post-6147904433091181254</id><published>2010-12-20T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T07:00:56.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fairly Easy</title><content type='html'>I can&#39;t stop laughing while going through Nury Vittachi writing &#39;Easy as pie&#39;...sharing the laughter with my 12 years old girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Ha...ha...even morons can score. How I wish these are the UPSR questions...&quot;my daughter exclaimed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, wish to share the world&#39;s easiest entrance exam created by Nury&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GENERAL KNOWLEDGE&lt;br /&gt;1. Greens are a healthy vegetable. What colour are they?&lt;br /&gt;2. What time is it when both hands are on the 12?&lt;br /&gt;3. What does UN (united Nations) stand for?&lt;br /&gt;4. How many weeks are there in a two-week period?&lt;br /&gt;5. What do coffee shops sell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATHEMATICS&lt;br /&gt;1. A bald man&#39;s hair is 0.0 inches long. Convert this to cm.&lt;br /&gt;2. If I had three apples in my left hand, how many apples would I have in my left hand?&lt;br /&gt;3. If two and two equal four on every day of a week, what does two and two equal on Tuesdays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HISTORY&lt;br /&gt;1. What was Henry VIII&#39;s personal name?&lt;br /&gt;2. What was Chairman Mao&#39;s surname?&lt;br /&gt;3. What rank was Admiral Nelson?&lt;br /&gt;4. How many rules are there in The Ten Commandments?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEOGRAPHY&lt;br /&gt;1. What language do Dutch-speakers speak?&lt;br /&gt;2. What country is the Queen of Denmark queen of?&lt;br /&gt;3. Where is the North Pole?&lt;br /&gt;4. Name the moon which revolves around the planet earth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;1. Bird&#39;s are type of bird. True/false.&lt;br /&gt;2. What insects do anteaters eat?&lt;br /&gt;3. What is the breast colour of a robin redbreast?&lt;br /&gt;4. How many cells do single-celled amoebas have?&lt;br /&gt;5. What substance do woodpeckers peck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what I mean? May be our school going kids will have these type of exam questions as teachers are not satisfied with the new transfer policy...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/feeds/6147904433091181254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2010/12/fairly-easy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/6147904433091181254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/6147904433091181254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2010/12/fairly-easy.html' title='Fairly Easy'/><author><name>ruby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561286116663227212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126471686204791789.post-513713445172892659</id><published>2010-11-10T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T07:07:18.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Result</title><content type='html'>The hard work pays off...Alhamdulillah. Congratulations to my beloved daughter, her friends, relatives and friends children who have won the battle today...and for those less fortunate, it is not the end of the world...it is just UPSR...you have at least 5 more years to spend time schooling and face more battles in future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I preferred to use the word &#39;less fortunate&#39; as sometimes it doesn&#39;t mean that those who scored were better than those who did not and vice versa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it is only UPSR, I believe that the effort put on the exam was way too stressful and sometimes can be a taboo too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One exam after another ... and at one point, I could see the confidence level of my daughter was a bit shaken...and before she could recover emotionally, had to face another exam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, as parent, I felt butterflies in my stomach since my daughter requested me to accompany her to take the results ... I bet other parents also felt this way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, or was it a blessed, I was not able to be around her during the announcement as my son was down with high fever and I had to make preparation for my daughter who was in the afternoon session...I wasn&#39;t that worry as she seemed very calm all this while and very confident that she would score...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking the result would be announced by 11:30a.m. as usual but this year they announced it earlier. By the time I reached the school, the event was over. I was about to park my car when I spotted my daughter walking out of the school compound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was shaken crying with swollen eyes...I felt terrible and guilty...I was willing to accept whatever her result was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before she hopped in, I was thinking she really had a bad day...may be she just made it to 3A&#39;s...she told me that she got 5A&#39;s...and showed me the slip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiet moment as she refused to respond...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took her quite a while to cool down and explained...she was panicked as her name was not called after most of her classmates already received their slips...and she thought she did not make it...and started to cry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this while, she was blessed as she was always run second in her class and whole school since year 3 but this year she was at position 4...so I guess, her expectation was so high and she could not accept otherwise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the teachers even joked with her &quot;Is this fake or real?&quot; as she had won the best actress in an english school drama performance recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the stressful day was over but I still have to comfort her and yet to explain to her about &#39;qada and qadar&#39; concept...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/feeds/513713445172892659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2010/11/result.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/513713445172892659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/513713445172892659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2010/11/result.html' title='The Result'/><author><name>ruby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561286116663227212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126471686204791789.post-985389960326590277</id><published>2010-11-09T00:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T00:19:35.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flood</title><content type='html'>Praised to Allah that my family in Kedah are safe and have returned home after a few days spending time in Bertam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aftermath was much hassle as anticipated. The water had subsided yesterday but left mud pool about an inch thick on the flooring...plus spoilt furniture and electricity goods...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The water supply had been resumed but at a very slow rate...and later in the evening, rain started to pour back...the obstacles hindered the cleaning activities...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worse flood ever that hit Alor Setar recently was due to rapid development without proper planning? or was it due to certain misconduct in our behaviours...whatever the reason, the conclusion was still &#39;human error&#39;...and we ought to learn from the mistakes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or learn through history...but I wonder, have we human ever learn anything from history???</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/feeds/985389960326590277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2010/11/flood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/985389960326590277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/985389960326590277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2010/11/flood.html' title='Flood'/><author><name>ruby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561286116663227212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126471686204791789.post-8057390063895694319</id><published>2010-11-05T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T00:31:58.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Race</title><content type='html'>Indonesia was hit pretty hard this time with 3 in 1 package...left the affected place as &#39;padang jarak padang terkukur&#39; and Thailand with the heavy flood...not to forget our own country, especially those in Perlis, Kedah and Kelantan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family was not escaped as my father, brother and sisters are staying in Kota Setar region...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received a short SMS from my brother yesterday, that they were going to move out from the house. I just could not imagine...the horrible and chaotic conditions that they had gone through...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called my brother immediately and the line was not that good. The water level was at their waist and they were getting on the rescue team boat and ready to be located at a relief center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cut the conversation short and asked my brother to update the progress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 2 a.m. a called from my brother woke us ...they were leaving the relief center and on their way to his other house in Bertam. I was relieved as I could not imagine my father situation of having to put up at the relief center...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Briefly, my father informed that they were not able to salvage anything except some clothing as the water level raised very fast...furthermore, over 30 years, this was the first time the area been hit ted by flood...so technically nobody had the experience and know how to handle the situation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The water and electricity supplies were cut earlier...so left them with not much choice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite an experience as they boarded a rescue team boat to ferry them to the relief center. 4 families boarding the same boat. Half way through, they had to take a pick up truck to continue the journey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They reached the relief center about midnight after several hours spent on the road...then my brother called one of his friends to send him his car (which he had placed at the friend&#39;s house earlier). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There on, they raced to my brother&#39;s house in Bertam and safely arrived an hour later. Alhamdulillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should be very thankful to have this bright and sun all day long...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/feeds/8057390063895694319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2010/11/race.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/8057390063895694319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/8057390063895694319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2010/11/race.html' title='The Race'/><author><name>ruby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561286116663227212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126471686204791789.post-6456325201058258947</id><published>2010-11-02T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T01:14:14.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Junk Hub</title><content type='html'>My house has become &#39;junk hub&#39; off lately...ever since the kids started watching &#39;Finger Tips&#39; program. You name it, all types of containers they collected from bottles, tissue rolls, boxes etc until I have to quietly discard some of the collections...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good habit on one hand but mess up the house area. So far, they created their own pistol, rocket and robot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny enough, today they watched a new creation of making shadows with the torchlight. Eagerly, they copied and played with their new toy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to share, about a year ago, my husband bought two sets o torchlight with different images of dinosaurs for the boy and princesses for the girl. They were not cheap at RM24 each. They only played for a short while and after that started to lost the images one by one and finally the torchlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy looking at them, so enthusiastic and creative...thank you to &#39;Finger Tips&#39;...hopefully they will fill up the long school breaks with new inventions or copy from the show, at least help the parents to save some money from sending to any art class...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/feeds/6456325201058258947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2010/11/junk-hub.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/6456325201058258947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/6456325201058258947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2010/11/junk-hub.html' title='Junk Hub'/><author><name>ruby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561286116663227212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126471686204791789.post-4487072433565236611</id><published>2010-10-25T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T18:56:13.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bahasa Melayu</title><content type='html'>Thankyou to annynomous who posted comments on my postings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am breathless???should I use this term?? I guess so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told earlier that I had been teaching my eldest to prepare for her UPSR and that the exam was over, I am much relieved now...thoughout my experience as sole informtion and teaching providers, I really felt exhausted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second quarter of the school year, the school called parents and year 6 students to attend a special session on UPSR. It was my first experience and regretted that my daughter could not make it as she was down with tonsilities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I made through the session. Listening to the briefing by subject teachers, so called specialist for respective subjects. I extracted points pointed out by the Bahasa Melayu teacher &#39;We cannot teach the kids bahasa as the language is so wide. Parents should encourage your kids to read more malay books...&#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At once, I even voiced out my dissatisfaction on her &#39;Bahasa Melayu Pemahaman&#39;...&#39;You are born to be Malay, by right you don&#39;t need to work hard on the subject as it is your mother tongue&#39;...I guessed I pushed her hard by forcing her to read malay story books which she reluctance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter&#39;s comment was &#39;I HATE bahasa melayu...!!!&#39;She spent most of her time on english which she was already proficient ...I even met up with the bahasa teacher and explained the problem. The respond was similar to his earlier comment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I did my own findings...actually, the school or teachers were not teaching the kids on the rules of tatabahasa, that&#39;s why the kids faced the problems...unlike english whereby the teachers taught them correct grammar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, accidentally I bumped into my old friend who studied &#39;linguistic&#39; during her college time. I brought the issues up and surprisingly, she told me that bahasa melayu keep on changing from time to time. Even though she had the linguistic background, she had difficulties accessing the language especially the public exam papers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm....so much about my mother tongue language and now the education policy has been reverted and history is a must pass subject..I really am &#39;breathless&#39;...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/feeds/4487072433565236611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2010/10/bahasa-melayu.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/4487072433565236611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/4487072433565236611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2010/10/bahasa-melayu.html' title='Bahasa Melayu'/><author><name>ruby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561286116663227212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126471686204791789.post-380017992690212945</id><published>2010-08-24T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:15:25.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>House Husband</title><content type='html'>Gee...how should I write this. Desperate house husbands! Recently, I heard one ustaz called this group as &#39;suami solehah&#39; ... quite a common phenomena nowadays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am not going to discuss on this sensitive issue but would like to point out an important finding on the house husband. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Research finds that men who depend on their wives financially are likely to cheat their partners than who are the breadwinners - NST, 21/8/2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American researchers say that the more dependent a man is on his partner, the more likely he is to stray, but the opposite is true for women who are financially dependent on men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, &#39;lu fikirlah sendiri...&#39;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/feeds/380017992690212945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2010/08/house-husband.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/380017992690212945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/380017992690212945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2010/08/house-husband.html' title='House Husband'/><author><name>ruby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561286116663227212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126471686204791789.post-7026224718700552102</id><published>2010-08-23T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T18:20:57.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook</title><content type='html'>Parenting and especially motherhood is getting tougher each day as the challenges spread vertically, horizontally and diagonally...the worse part is that if the kids are able to camouflage in front of the parents...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of last year, the Star highlighted on the issue of one Sri Lankan teenager, who was brought up in the US, had run away from home after befriended a guy in the facebook for about half of a year. The girl finally converted to &#39;Christian&#39; and accused that the parents would finished her off if she returned home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whereas the &#39;poor&#39; parents had been crying days and nights worrying on her where abouts and well beings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago, there was another news locally that reported a teenage girl who was duped to be a drug mule had fled to South Africa without the parents awareness...she just called a few minutes before flying off. Similarly, her ordeal started with interactions on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, a mother revealed to me about her teenage daughter in the first semester at UITM. I considered the girl as &#39;pijak semut pun tak mati&#39; as she was very polite and shy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mother was shocked when a friend called and informed that the girl fled from hostel and was on the way to Kuantan...she did not inform the parents and did not return their calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, a short SMS from her aunt alerted her and the parents fetched her home before she reached the destination...All started after she befriended with a boy in the facebook...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My neighbour also told me quite similar version...her friend&#39;s daughter who was a &#39;top&#39; student had eloped with a facebook boyfriend after only 6 months knowing each other. Finally, she worked as &#39;housekeeping&#39; to support herself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that a lot more cases like these happen outside, so to youngsters, please remember GOD and place your parents in your hearts, so that you think twice...please do not trust anyone that you just get to know especially through the &#39;net&#39;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To parents, I guess we have to keep on praying (doa)...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/feeds/7026224718700552102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2010/08/facebook.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/7026224718700552102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/7026224718700552102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2010/08/facebook.html' title='Facebook'/><author><name>ruby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561286116663227212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126471686204791789.post-3634668838895926856</id><published>2010-08-05T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T01:08:57.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Selawat Shifa&#39;</title><content type='html'>Time flies so fast...another week to go and Ramadhan will take place. I hope that this Ramadhan, I will be blessed with good health and able to perform &#39;solat tarawih&#39;, recite Quran plus being more generous and perform other good deeds....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my close friend and others who are not in good health at this time, may Allah heal you and can fast during Ramadhan. Saying about good health, I wish to share the &#39;selawat shifa&#39;...and may Allah protect us from serious or chronic illness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just zikir the &#39;selawat shifa&#39; every day and InsyaAllah, you will feel the miracle...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/feeds/3634668838895926856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2010/08/selawat-shifa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/3634668838895926856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/3634668838895926856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2010/08/selawat-shifa.html' title='Selawat Shifa&#39;'/><author><name>ruby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561286116663227212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126471686204791789.post-5682218514436945781</id><published>2010-08-04T00:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T01:10:53.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>It&#39;s been awhile that I stopped writing here...it&#39;s not that nothing to update but I was too much occupied with personal issues...from marital affair to bonding with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, I guess in any relationship we need to perk up each other from time to time, do some alignment and balancing and end with final tuning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eldest is busy preparing for her UPSR which just left less than 2 months on the line and with Hari Raya coming just a week before the exam, I guess she has to rap up by end August...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her to &#39;study smart and not hard&#39;...I guess she grabs the concept well as she just participated in the school&#39;s choral speaking competition last Saturday in Subang Parade, participating the school&#39;s English club singing competition today and attended extra class provided by the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I salute her English teacher for her personal effort to conduct the extra class today for her students free of charge...How I wish other teachers would put similar efforts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have revived my garden and almost finished of the new cross stitch project. My kids had officially sleep on the single bedspread quilt which was completed few months ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall post the photos of my handwork later...as currently my camera is out of order...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/feeds/5682218514436945781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2010/08/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/5682218514436945781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/5682218514436945781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2010/08/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>ruby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561286116663227212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126471686204791789.post-5926134054563037847</id><published>2010-07-10T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T06:18:02.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He&#39;s Not That Into You Anymore? He May Have Low Testosterone</title><content type='html'>To those who is entering the era of 40&#39;s and 50&#39;s...know your partner&#39;s problem...&lt;a href=&quot;http://women.webmd.com/features/hes-not-that-into-you-anymore-he-may-have-low-testosterone&quot;&gt;He&amp;#39;s Not That Into You Anymore? He May Have Low Testosterone&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/feeds/5926134054563037847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2010/07/hes-not-that-into-you-anymore-he-may.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/5926134054563037847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/5926134054563037847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2010/07/hes-not-that-into-you-anymore-he-may.html' title='He&#39;s Not That Into You Anymore? He May Have Low Testosterone'/><author><name>ruby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561286116663227212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126471686204791789.post-3522203378374843772</id><published>2010-07-07T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T18:28:15.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsess</title><content type='html'>It&#39;s true...all this while I thought it was just only the illusion of the writer when I learned through my literature class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman had preserved her husband body and pretended that he was alive and spent day and night with him in bed...the obsessed woman had killed of the husband because of jealousy and wanted to own the man&#39;s for herself only...I forgot the writer and title...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, a 91 year old widow in Pennsylvania was reported stayed with corpses of her husband and twin sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Death is very hard for me to take,&quot; said the woman...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/feeds/3522203378374843772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2010/07/obsess.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/3522203378374843772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/3522203378374843772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2010/07/obsess.html' title='Obsess'/><author><name>ruby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561286116663227212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126471686204791789.post-4921521590822518346</id><published>2010-06-27T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T17:59:20.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Ways to Exercise Brain</title><content type='html'>We really need to exercise our brain to keep it healthy. We are never too young or too old to begin the exercise regime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among the benefits of brain&#39;s exercise are to improve the brain function and help to avoid other related diseases such as Alzheimer or dementia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 5 ways are as follows :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Start walking&lt;br /&gt;Research suggests that the brain function ca be improved up to 15% if consistently walking for 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Do opposites&lt;br /&gt;Keep stimulate brain and mind fresh by doing things opposite hand from your nornal practice. Example, if you normally use your right hand,try using your left. It will create new challenges for your brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Play games&lt;br /&gt;Excercise brain can be fun and rewarding as playing games help to keep your btain stimulating be it computer games or board games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Get mental &lt;br /&gt;Doing things that challenge your thinking is a good way to excercise your brain. Reading is a good habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Travel&lt;br /&gt;While travelling, you take in new images, sites, sounds and smells and get out from your regular routine. This is a great way to get those synapses firing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_HealthNewsDigest.com</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/feeds/4921521590822518346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2010/06/5-ways-to-exercise-brain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/4921521590822518346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/4921521590822518346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2010/06/5-ways-to-exercise-brain.html' title='5 Ways to Exercise Brain'/><author><name>ruby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561286116663227212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126471686204791789.post-1998336059891978575</id><published>2010-06-16T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T21:31:04.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teenagers</title><content type='html'>I notice that my eldest girl who has gone into her teenager era is acting rather strangely lately. She is unfocused in class and her academic performance drops since early of this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She spends most of her time doing &#39;unproductive activities&#39; and very obsess of certain artists and the &#39;idiot box&#39;. She will spend her time watching the same shows over and over and still enjoying herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also notice that most of classmates also acting rather similarly. The similarity polar of &#39;weird&#39; behaviour is really worrying me as she is going to sit for her UPSR in three months time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking, may be the hormonal imbalance plays part in her development until today when I read in the Star &#39;Why teenagers can&#39;t concentrate&#39; helps answer my query.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is reported that the changes are not because the children are lazy or careless but they are hapless victims of neurobiology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New research found that teenagers&#39; brains continue developing far longer into adulthood than previous thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MRI scans of the brains also show that their mental processes are like those of younger children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chaotic thought patterns are a result of teenagers&#39; brains containing too much grey matter - the cell bodies and connections which carry messages within the brain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we age, the amount of grey matter in our brains decreases.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/feeds/1998336059891978575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2010/06/teenagers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/1998336059891978575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/1998336059891978575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2010/06/teenagers.html' title='Teenagers'/><author><name>ruby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561286116663227212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8126471686204791789.post-5197664045535270680</id><published>2010-06-10T06:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T19:28:33.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Motherhood</title><content type='html'>I read a report on Orphancare which was set up by NGO to accomodate for the unwanted babies...it was a noble idea  that gave chance for unwanted babies to be placed or rather dumped?? but it was sad as the condition was getting from worse to worst...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infact, the lady who was incharged of the center admitted that 30 years ago, during her pregnancies period, she prayed not to have girls as she said the world would not benefit this gender anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infact it was quite common that older generations would put such statement as &#39;It is better to take care of 10 tigers compared to a daughter&#39;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viewing the current scenarios, we are no better than the Jahillyah (era before Islam) as Jahillyah period only deny the rights of the female but in this modern days, we ignored both genders...as to cover up the sins...which is much regretted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As those parents, who feel that female is at the disadvantages, please relook on the issues and thankful for the Gifts from Allah...neither genders are at the disadvantages provided that we educate and provide equal opportunities...they need our loves and guidances...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a story in the Star today on &#39;Motherhood comes naturally for nanny goat&#39; which has a very good moral behind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nanny goat had given birth to two kids recently and had a big heart by nursing a month old puppy...the puppy would take the opportunity to suckle the goat whenever its two kids were being fed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the set up of such center is not a flush gate to welcome the &#39;immmoral&#39; behaviour...but rather an eye opener...&#39;Think deeply before you commit the sinful act and you have to be responsible for your action...&#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who have crossed the border, please repent and get back on the right track...as nobody is perfect...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/feeds/5197664045535270680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2010/06/motherhood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/5197664045535270680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8126471686204791789/posts/default/5197664045535270680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyiris.blogspot.com/2010/06/motherhood.html' title='Motherhood'/><author><name>ruby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561286116663227212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>