Terima Kasih Guruku

A song from my students.

Deeply touched.

Seminar

Ibrah Pembukaan Constantinople 1453 @ IIUM -

special performance by my students :)

(little) Al-Fateh, my pride.

Just a glimpse.

The celebration ;)

Teacher's Day celebration.

I'm speechless, overwhelmed and touched.

I didn't prepare for any of it.

Above all, I'm thankful.

May Allah reward those involve in Teacher's Day celebration accordingly.

Never recall feeling such joy, buoyant, happy, cheeky, anxious, appreciated, loved, beautiful, and touched within the same moment.

Alhamdulillah.

Thank you Allah.

Thank you : Kak Shomi, Kak Mun, Abg Syidi, Qayyum, Kak Farah, Kak Huda, Kak Jehan, Amal, Mokhtar, Dr. Alini and some parents.

You definitely made my day.

And for that - I'm forever thankful.

;)

It's mine

next week, insyaAllah.

Little reward for myself after 5 (mini tiny) months of being a teacher.

;)

I am now obsessed

with decorating my house.

Alhamdulillah, I found this tumblr.

;)

http://mywhiteroom.tumblr.com

It gives me idea.

This month's salary ; a BIG NO-NO on shoes, bag and dress.

Hopefully I can overcome on my craving on buying new (green and black) shoes.

One of the gifts!

Its from Balqis, my Year 4 student.

;)

We still haven't celebrated Teacher's Day in my school yet.

InsyaAllah this coming Friday.

I certainly have no idea what to expect.

B-E-A-U-T-I-F-U-L

Thank You

Sue Ern ;)

The process of Re-Me ;)

to begin all over again, insyaAllah.

;)

Happy Teacher's Day!

'Every child is born with the potential to become a lifter of the world, rather than a failing learner. Supply each student with good thought and the opportunity to be all that he can be. Show your students success once and (insyaAllah) they will never return to failure.'

Marva Collins

"Ordinary" Children, Extraordinary Teacher

Happy Teacher's Day to all teachers.

;)

I do too.

;)

Do you?

T. Zarina ;)

Last week I received an SMS from my dear friend. She's a teacher, teaching in Penang. Her SMS was :-

"Today, I almost went mad in class :( just drained every energy in me. so breaking. my tears dropped when I was in class. I desperately need a hug".

I read it 2-3 times before I replied. But she didn't SMS me back, so I called. She sounded as if she was just finished crying. We talked about what happened. During the conversation, I didn't know exactly what to respond. I was just kept on wishing I was near her to comfort and cheer her up.

After the 'sharing session' over the phone, I had a moment to myself thinking. It was never easy being a teacher (though some of THE people claim that it is). Love is the most important fundamental you have to allocate in your heart for your students. Otherwise, we just wouldn't be able to teach. Let alone to enjoy it!

As Muslims, I know - teaching (+ nurturing, guiding and a bit of counselling) are my 'saving' in the Hereafter. Therefore, I need to instill pure sincerity in doing so. My friend's situation put me back to reminisce.

I experienced embarrassment and complete furious with my Year 3 students, that tears (out of nowhere) suddenly dropping non-stop. I didn't cry. I didn't even sob. The tears just went down uncontrollably that I had to get out from the class. A few minutes afterwards, I received an apology note. It was from Saiful Islam.

The letter said:-

For Teacher Zarina. Sorry from Saiful Islam. Sorry for make you sad and please teach me how to do simple past tense (ok, please ignore this part ;p) and don't cry.

Love, Saiful Islam.

p/s : I want to be a good khalifah.

So sweet. Right? The note is so special I keep it in my purse ;)

Then, the rest followed. I had so many apologies letters on my tables. Some of them even made for me origamis. And some of them, came to see me to hug or to just pat me on my back ;) I didn't move, I didn't talk. I was just smiling through my tears ( my sign of saying thank you to them).

With my everyday moments with my students, I pray Allah to have ikhlas planted deep in my heart to be a teacher. As a teacher, insyaAllah I want to be :-

The designer of human success.

Amin.

p/s : please pray for me.

Thank you, may Allah bless you.

Now, there..

I don't want to be selfish.

I can't expect people to go my way.

I can't expect people to wait.

To wait for me.

I'm still struggling or in a more Arabic term - mujahadah :')

So when people decide to leave, let them be.

I'm still struggling to 'crawl' let alone to 'walk' or even 'run'.

I appreciate the ni'mah, but I think it's time for me to let go.

I've learned - life is no longer a journey.

It's a race.

Fastabikhul khairat, remember?

So I need someone who can keep up with my pace.

ok, Ina.

Breath in, breath out. Allah planned everything. Not them! Breath in, breath out.

I just find out from my colleague - I'm no longer teaching Year 1! I'm not sad... I'm devastated!

I just can't believe this.

My Year 1 is my sole and only reason, I teach here at KMS!

These children are my everything here in school.

And now they are separating me from them.

Can I quit??

With so many things going on, I don't think I can bare not teaching my Year 1.

They are my most favorite class, my therapy, my indulgence, my sunshines, my peaches, my angles, my everything!!!

and now, I'm not teaching them!

What the???????????????????????