SHOFIA'S DIARY

And so are you....

2011-06-18T19:00:00.001+05:00

Roses are Red
Violets are Blue
Sugar is Sweet
And so are You

Hi every one! Have you ever heard this rhyme before? Well, I have. I've known this rhyme since I was in prep class and whenever I remember this rhyme, I always laugh to myself. Do you want to know why? (I don't care if you don't want to know because I'm telling you anyway).

Well, in prep class, my teacher used to teach us some nursery rhymes and that rhyme was one of them. Me and my classmates were still in prep class and as we can't speak English well yet, we just followed what the teacher sang and memorize it. That time, we were still young and well, as children we like to quarrel and fight like kids as we were kids.(whenever I imagine myself as a kid I always laugh because really, I thought I was already a grown up that time). So, whenever we sang the rhyme and get to the "And so are you" part, we point to the person we hate so much and usually, it's between a girl and a boy. I can't help laughing so much whenever I remember it because I can't help it. Even if they didn't mean it, I imagine them saying "You are as sweet as a sugar" to the person they hate. Luckily, I never point like that because I am a shy girl. But now, whenever I sing that rhyme, I always change the last line "And so are you" into a "And so am i"! Very clever of me isn't it? well, maybe not but still, it's not as stupid and saying "And so are you" to our enemy.... :P

Tips On How To Create A Hidden Guestbook On Your Blog

2011-05-27T20:37:00.000+05:00

okay, hi again everyone... after doing long and tiring school activities, i can finally write again. even though i don't have much time, atleast i can still write something even if it's not much... anyways, for some of you who are maybe still a beginner in blogging and want to try something more intresting, exciting, or different by making a hidden guest book. other than that, this guestbook makes it easier to communicate immedietely with the visitor or even the owner of the blog... specially to consult with the blog owner... to the ones who really want this gadget, here's the steps.....

1. please register at www.oggix.com or www.shoutcamp.com

2. copy the code below in your gadget HTML/javascript

wanna see the example??? just visit this link: Click Here!!!

Cute Kitten Photoshots

2011-05-22T20:33:00.000+05:00

Searching and searching i've got this picture from Webshots.com ...what a cute kitten.

I love kitten so much. :)

holiday events.....part 1

2011-03-29T20:40:00.005+05:00

Hi everyone! Nice to see you AGAIN.... you know, I've always wondered why do I have to say Hi whenever I want to write anything but, oh well.....
In this story or posting or whatever you like to call it, I'm telling you about my last exciting activities(it may not seem exciting to other people but it does to me and that's what really matters). okay, now that I can take a rest after a week of tiring exams and do some other activities besides studying and my headmaster/principle was kind enough to give the 8th and 7th graders 9 days of holidays, I can tell you about my last 4 days of holiday events!
FIRST DAY:
On my 1st day, I was just starting to enjoy the thoughts of taking a break, I woke up really quickly because I have made plans with my mom which is going for a morning run to have exercise and also so she can teach me how to do a jogging because I can only sprint (which is the reason why my friends laugh at me, or at least that's what my mom says). And after I got tired by running, we went home and did some exercise, and play badminton for 15 minutes before having breakfast. I was so happy because it isn't often I can be together with my family in the morning and having fun because usually they're tired or busy or anything but having fun and relaxing. But today was different (even though my parents went to work again at 09:00).
As I was lying in bed, thinking of what to do next I heard my cellphone vibrate and saw there was a message. I read the message which says,"why didn't you come to school today?" . I was surprised and replied, " But isn't today holiday sister?". (we use the word kakak which means elder sister to call the seniors). She wrote again "To all of the students who haven't returned their report, please return it because today is last day." You can guess how surprised I was when I read it that I would have jumped out of my bed. I called my father immediately and told him the whole story. Okay, so when he went home, he lend my uncle his motorcycle to accompany me to school at once. And at last, I have given the report back to the school even though not to my teacher because she already went home. After that I went home thankfully....
After the incident, I was home again and as I was talking to my mother, she asked me if I wanted to come with her to her friend's house where she is teaching some mothers and I said Yes i would.
After the program was over, we were on our way home and was already in complex when I asked her, " Mom, would it be okay if I learn how to drive a motorcycle now because my feet already touch the ground?". I was so happy when she said yes that I couldn't believe it and she actually accompanied me while I'm training. And from then on, I can drive a motorcycle even though not so well yet.
But the most un-forgetful moment was when I was coming home from fetching my dad and my brother. It was dark already and I was already tired from the activities that day but you know what it felt like when you can do something new, you wanted to be perfect at it. And that's how I felt so I begged my mom if I could go for 1 last practice and as she wanted to buy something for dinner, she agreed. So , after driving her to the shop (with her helping me) where she bought something, we went back and when we have entered the street (but haven't entered the gate yet) I said that I can do it myself without her help. So, I turned the motorcycle so that it would face the gate when suddenly think of this ridiculous idea. And that was entering the gate while I'm on the motorcycle. I mean, the gate wasn't even opened and what made me do that? Why, my mom just told me when I was practicing that I shouldn't do that yet because I can't ride it well yet but I was really tired from the day's activities that I couldn't think straight and then...........
CRASHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Down I went and down went the motorcycle too...... Which meant I fell :(
It was a bit painful but the fall had 2 special things in it:
1. It was my first fall off the motorcycle while I'm driving it (not that I'm happy about it)
2. It teaches me a lesson that you should here your parent's advice no matter what it is as long as it isn't againts ALLAH's orders.
Little did I know that the next day was more tiring........
But really, it's the 4th day of holiday already and I still haven't got over my stiffness on my shoulders. Owww.......
well, see you next day and I'll tell you all about it :D

my first play

2011-03-08T15:02:00.002+05:00

Hi again everyone! It's been a while since I wrote anything in my website but today, I'm gonna post a play created by me!

You know, it's actually for my school project because my English teacher told me to make groups and perform a play for the next English lesson so i thought maybe i could try and make my own play.

my play is kind of similar with the story, "The old man and his umbrella" only there's a lot of Shofia's ideas in this play. And I got "the old man and his umbrella" story from English grammar and this play is from Enid Blyton's novel called " The magic mirror" in a chapter called "clever Mr Thrusty" or something like that. Anyway, here's the story. hope you like it!

HONESTY IS THE BEST POLICY

Jenny lives in a small town called twindle town. She is known as kind and honest in her village. She owns a little sweetshop where she sells her homemade sweets. Many people like to go to the shop because she treats her customers kindly and her homemade sweets tasted like no other sweets in the village. And because of that, her shop is so full of people everyday that she has some difficulty handling the customers. One day, Jennifer had an idea about hiring a part time worker so she talked about it with fanny, her best friend who runs a restaurant.

Fanny : jenny, don't you feel tired handling with all these customers everyday?

Jenny : oh fanny, of course I'm tired that’s why I'm planning to put up a notice tomorrow if anyone wanted to work here as my assistant.

Fanny : but there are so many people who would want to work here considering the fact that you make the best sweets in town.

Jenny : well, I'll just pick some students looking for part-time jobs so that even after they don't work here they get something worthwhile.

Fanny : but how would you know if you could trust them?

Jenny : trust me, I already made plans for that.

Fanny : well, I guess I'd be free tomorrow to help.

Jenny : thank you so much fanny.

Fanny : it's alright.

So the next day, jenny put up her advertisement:

WANTED

A part time worker who has just graduated, honest, and clever. For interview, come to my store before the weekend

Jennifer

After she put up the notice, as fanny had said, many people are interested but by the end of the day, she finally found four people who she thinks is right for the job. All she needs to do now is test them whether she could trust any of them and the one she can trust is right for the job.

Jenny : ok, as you all know, I'll interview four of you before I make my choice. Now, I'll interview you first while the rest of you wait outside.

So, she asked one of the children to come inside her shop to interview.

Jenny : so, please tell me about yourself.

Leslie : okay, my name is Leslie and I've just graduated from school. I live near here so I guess it'd be good if I can work here.

Jenny : what's your reason to work here?

Leslie : well, I wanted to learn how to bake sweets so that when my father comes home from work I can always give him a surprise.

Jenny : what is your ambition after you work here?

Leslie : my ambition is to be the greatest chef in town. I can cook a few appetizers and desserts already.

Jenny : and are you sure that you'll be accepted to work here?

Leslie : sure, cause I think I already know the basic steps to cook.

Jenny : okay wait here while I'm going to the kitchen.

Leslie : not a problem.

So, as jenny went into the kitchen, Leslie saw something on the floor. She picked it up and it was a bright coin. As she saw that no one was around, she pocketed it.

And as jenny came back, she was sad to see there wasn't a coin in the floor so she called for the next person.

Fanny : tell me about yourself please?

Pamela : my name is Pamela and I live across the street. And I've just graduated from school.

Fanny : are you friends with Leslie?

Pamela : yes, I am. We all used to go to the same school.

Fanny : what are your plans for next year?

Pamela : I'm going to collage where I'll study the arts of cooking.

Fanny : how much do you know about food?

Pamela : well, you can say I know a lot already cause I help my mom in the kitchen every day.

After fanny interviewed her, she excused herself to the kitchen. While Pamela was alone, she looked around the shop and on the floor, she saw a coin. She picked it up and as there was no one around, she put it in her pocket. Fanny came in and saw that the coin was gone but she said nothing so, Fanny called the next person.

Fanny : so, what's your name?

Jean : my name's jean. I live in a house that's about a half mile from here.

Fanny : but why did you choose this shop to work in?

Jean : because I simply love cooking. It has been my hobby for along time. And when I go to my uncle's house, I usually help the chef in uncle's restaurant.

Fanny : so, what's your ambition?

Jean : my ambition is to work in the 5 star restaurants and be the chef but I still don't know how to make sweets so I wanted to learn.

Fanny : okay, can you wait here while I check on something?

Jean : sure

And again, fanny went inside and the same thing happens to Jean. But the result was also disappointing because the coin is gone. Jenny began to lose hope. Until, she interviewed the last person...…

Jenny : so you're the last person. Tell me about yourself!

Sally : okay, my name's sally and I live near jean's house. I don't really know much about cooking but I know how to make omelets.

Jenny : so what's your ambition?

Sally : I want to be a businesswoman. And that's why I wanted to work here. I also want to learn how to bake.

Jenny : that's interesting! Will you excuse me for a second?

Sally : it's fine.

As Jenny excused herself to kitchen, sally saw a coin and picked it up. So as Jenny entered the room again, she was about to lose hope, thinking that no one here she could trust. Until…

Sally : excuse me, but did you happen to drop a coin?

Jenny : Yes, why do you ask?

Sally : because I just found a coin on the floor and I think it's yours.

Jenny : why thank you. I'm so glad I can finally pick out anew employer whom I could trust. So, welcome to this shop.

Sally : but do you think I'm right for the job?

Jenny : I'm really sure because the most important thing a person must have is honesty. And you proved that you have it. So, starting tomorrow, you'll work here and while you work, I can teach you how to make sweets so that one day, you can have your own shop.

Sally : oh, thank you so much. I really have to tell the others.

So sally told her friends about it.

Sally : every one! Guess what??

All : what?

Sally : I've been chosen to be the employer to work here!

Pamela : but how come? I mean I'm also worthwhile to work here.

Jean : me too!

Jenny : every one, I've chosen sally because she has the most important thing a person must have. And that’s Honesty. Do you remember the old saying honesty is the best policy? Well, that proves it. And I hope in the future, you can remember this moment. And it’s a pity to lose such a good job just because of a coin don't you think?

So, in the end, sally got the job and all 3 of her friends made up their mind to mend themselves. This story proves us that honesty is really important for us. Don't you think????

The End

So? What do you think about it?

embarassing experience in electronics lesson

2010-09-14T13:16:00.004+05:00

Hello everyone! Sorry I haven't write anything for a while. Anyway, have you ever had an embarrassing experience in your life that you can't forget or it always bothers you? Well, I have. It happened like this:
In electronic lesson, our teacher told us to go to library because she is pregnant and can't go up the stairs to our classroom so she told us to go to library. As usual I'm one of the last one to reach there(not because I'm slow but because the others were running and I was walking. What's the use of running anyway? I mean there's no point in running).When I reached there the only place left is the one in the corner so I had to sit there. It was so hot and stuffy there and I was so bored+I can't hear the teacher's voice and I don't know which page she was explaining so I joined my friend's conversation. I don't usually do that but I was so bored. Suddenly my teacher asked a question to my friend who was also talking then she pointed at me. I quickly looked in my book and I saw what I thought was the answer and quickly answered it as if I was 100% sure it was the answer. She asked the rest of my classmate and they(except the one who also sat in the corner) said the right answer. But actually I didn't know the answer because I couldn't hear what she said.So does my friends who sat in the corner.It was sooo embarrassing.And whenever I study electronics at home, I always remember that and feel uncomfortable and hot.oooooooooh how embarrassing.

The old man and an umbrella

2008-03-16T12:19:00.000+05:00

Once there was an old man. He had an umbrella. The umbrella was old like the man. He had brought the umbrella years ago. One day he wants to go to town to have tea at the tea shop.” It looks like it’s going to rain I’d better take my umbrella with me.” said the old man.
When he finished his tea he went out of the tea shop forgetting his umbrella. After few miles he feels as if it were raining. Then he realized he didn’t have the umbrella with him.” Oh dear, I left my umbrella at the tea shop.” said the old man. At last he reached the tea shop.” where is my umbrella?” asked the old man to the shopkeeper.” Here is your umbrella.” said the shop keeper. It was not the old man’s umbrella. But it’s new one. “That is not my umbrella.” said the old man. Then he saw his old umbrella under the table. “Ah, at last I found you my old friend.” said the old man. The old man walked home happily with his umbrella.
Moral: Honesty is the best policy.

The clever crow

2008-03-16T12:14:00.002+05:00

Hi friends. Do you like to hear a story about the The clever crow ??????????

“Once there was a crow. It was very thirsty. It flew here and there but could not find any water. At last it reached a garden. He saw a jug. The water was very low in the jug. Its beak could not reach the water. He saw some pieces of stones. He put some pieces of stones in the jug. The crow drank it and flew away.
Moral: Necessity is the mother of invention.

Ladybird

2007-12-02T13:44:00.000+05:00

I like Ladybird books. They are my favourite books. I have many of them. Like Key Words Reading Scheme, Read With Me.They help children to read and speak English.
My father and mother like to give me books.

The problem is that I could read all day if no one stops me.
My parent said that I must also write not only read, but I can't help my self.

What do you think?????

Shofia
http://dairymbak.blogspot.com

Very Full

2007-11-29T16:24:00.000+05:00

Today my mother makes chicken corn soup. Maybe one month she didn’t make corn soup.
Hamzah eat 5 bowls of chicken corn soup, and I just 3 bowls.
When my father want to change Hamzah’s dress, his stomach is very full indeed. It’s seems balloon. Oh Hamza…..
Islamabad, July 22, 2007
Mbak Shofia
http://dairymbak.blogspot.com

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SEASONS

2007-11-08T21:37:00.000+05:00

There are four seasons in Pakistan. Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter.
Summer is very hot season. In Pakistan, many peoples die in Summer, because the weathes is very hot.
Islamabad is hot also but not as hot as another place in Pakistan.
Muree is not hot also.
Islamabad, July,20, 2007

Pakistan Day

2007-09-21T06:34:00.000+05:00

Pakistan Day is on 14 August।

Pakistani people decorate their home by Pakistani flags।

And They make some delicious food।

The Children play in the streets.

Some places in Pakistan there are carnival.

Islamabad , July 19, 2007
http://dairymbak.blogspot.com

* Map Referrence: https://www.cia.gov/library/publications/the-world-factbook/geos/pk.html

Walking

2007-08-06T16:53:00.000+05:00

Yesterday , I and my father went to I-10 Markaz, Islamabad to fix my father’s motorbike. On the way my father told me the story about his childhood. One day a dog run after my father.
I like my father’s childhood story in his village. It’s so exciting and funny.

Islamabad, July 18 2007

That’s The Wold

2007-08-06T16:26:00.000+05:00

That night we were going to I-10 Markaz, Islamabad to buy something. We were going by motorbike . On the way my father said,” Last month I fixed my motorbike, but this time it’s broken. Hmmps . ”
I said to my father,” Sorry father, that’s the wold.”

Islamabad, July 16 2007

University

2007-07-24T00:39:00.000+05:00

Today we go to my mother’s University, International Islamic University, Woman Campus. My mother’s University is very big and clean. Mother and I go inside the building. My father and Hamzah wait outside. Arround the building are many beautiful flowers. The daycare is also available in my mother’s university . Hamzah was there. When I and my mother meet her teacher, he said,” Hasanah junior is also coming?” Hasanah is my mother’s name. My mother meets her supervisor to ask about her thesis.

Islamabad, July 14 2007

Near The Door

2007-07-19T23:14:00.000+05:00

That Night we were sleeping near the door.

Because the weather was good not so hot.

My mother was sleeping on the bed.

In the midnight, my father and Hamzah were sleeping on the bed too.

I was alone beside the door.

When I woke up, I was in front of the cooler.

Islamabad, July 13 2007.

My Uncle Arham

2007-07-18T10:02:00.000+05:00

I have uncle.

His name is Arham.

I call him Kholi Aam.

He is my mother's youngest brother.

He was in class 6.

Now he had finished class 6, and going to class 7.

He got first position in class six final examination.

I like him.

Islamabad, July 12, 2007

" Books are exiting"

2007-07-13T17:46:00.000+05:00

I have books. It’s name is,” Books are exiting.”

There are many good stories.

My father and my mother gave it to me.

I love that book.

Islamabad, July 6, 2007.

Zoo

2007-07-13T17:18:00.000+05:00

I went to Islamabad Zoo so many times.

Because my father is busy right now, we are not going there .

It had been four or five months I didn’t visit the zoo. Oh…

Islamabad, July 5, 2007.

My Cycle

2007-07-10T13:31:00.000+05:00

I have a cycle.

It’s clean, but I never ride on it.

My father gave it to me.

Guess, why I never ride on it??

Because it’s tyre always flats.

Humph…….

Islamabad, July 3, 2007

What I Write?

2007-07-06T15:48:00.000+05:00

Today I don’t know what to write. So I write:” I don’t know what to write.” in my dairy.
My father comes and asks me,” What do you write today?” I say, “ Just this.” I show him my dairy: I don’t know what to write.
My father says,” Imagine, if you are teacher, comes to the class and doesn’t know what to write. Can you write on the board; Sorry children, I don’t know what to write today, good bye. And off you go ? You must try to write."

Islamabad, June 2, 2007

Tomato Ketchup

2007-07-05T11:03:00.000+05:00

Do you like tomato ketchup?
My brother Hamzah likes ketchup very very very very much…..
When my mother makes potato chips, he eats ketchup more than chips….…

Islamabad, July 1, 2007

Bird’s Nest

2007-07-02T14:01:00.001+05:00

We have a bird’s nest at home.

In the night birds sleep in their nest.

Everyday I feed them.

But today I don’t feed them, because I wake up late.

Islamabad, June 30, 2007

A Memory With Azra

2007-06-30T12:27:00.000+05:00

Today we go to Azra's house.

She will go to Indonesia forever.

When we arrive at her house, my mother says," Looks like no body at home."
My Father says," Maybe they have already left, please call Azra's mother."
When my mother calls her, she says," We are in airport right now."
We are very sorry Azra.

Islamabad, June 24 2007

Rainy Day

2007-06-28T16:04:00.001+05:00

One day, I was sitting on my reading table. Suddenly I heard a voice. It sounded like this: tik..tik..tik…
When I went out, it was raining. I took permission from my mother. She said,” Yes.”
So I played with my brother Hamzah. I was having so much fun, until my brother and I were getting bored.

Islamabad, June 28, 2007