hanya satu rasa, emosi!
I've finally finished reading "Ayat-ayat Cinta". After numerous attempts of reading in between the lines, translating the Bahasa to normal English (or whatever language was in my head), I still had a little difficulty understanding some of the Indonesian words. very flowery. Still, the last few pages of the book made me cry more than the movie did. The movie definitely did not fully portray the strength of Fahri's Iman, nor Maria's. She moved me the most, at the end of it all. They say fact is stranger than fiction...and surely, I want to meet these people, these people who put Allah and Rasulullah s.a.w above others, but at the same time, respect and live harmoniously with other races and religion.
I have been bumming at home ever since the holidays, except for the Parent-Teacher Dialogue Session last Tuesday and yesterday's outing with the Mum to the salon. haha.
Most parents whom I saw were nice and supportive of the teacher's view (in this case, me) but some were agitated with the fact that there will be another change of the form teacher since I'm leaving for NIE. One of them actually told me that her son is sad that I'm leaving just because I told him not to give up in his English. Another boy, who's naturally so baik-looking and ultra polite gave me a hug on the last day of school. It was that hard. No doubt, I miss those kids already.
Emo, sih!
Lagi emosi, jd mo gmn?
That day my mum said, Pak Ade's in town. and u know what it means when Pak Ade's in town. It means Aceh memories came flooding. Ya Allah! I miss Aceh. I do really. So i thought listening to Muhib sing Seulengeh will make me feel better. Ternyata tidak! Justru sebaliknya, skarang mata berkaca-kaca...
Shasha, plan menjadi tak eh?
Hatiii inii sayuuu...
I have been bumming at home ever since the holidays, except for the Parent-Teacher Dialogue Session last Tuesday and yesterday's outing with the Mum to the salon. haha.
Most parents whom I saw were nice and supportive of the teacher's view (in this case, me) but some were agitated with the fact that there will be another change of the form teacher since I'm leaving for NIE. One of them actually told me that her son is sad that I'm leaving just because I told him not to give up in his English. Another boy, who's naturally so baik-looking and ultra polite gave me a hug on the last day of school. It was that hard. No doubt, I miss those kids already.
Emo, sih!
Lagi emosi, jd mo gmn?
That day my mum said, Pak Ade's in town. and u know what it means when Pak Ade's in town. It means Aceh memories came flooding. Ya Allah! I miss Aceh. I do really. So i thought listening to Muhib sing Seulengeh will make me feel better. Ternyata tidak! Justru sebaliknya, skarang mata berkaca-kaca...
Shasha, plan menjadi tak eh?
Hatiii inii sayuuu...