Besday

Nov 19, 2010 - my 35th birthday...huhuhu...tetiba terasa tua. tgk muka kat cermin mmg nampak dah sikit berumur. cik abg kata takpe dah umur 50 pun muka u camtu gak (ye ke????...ayat ambik ati..heheh).

pasal besday, anak2 yg seronok lebih sebenarnya. 2 minggu awal dah excited. iman dah pesan kejut dia awal2 sebab nak buatkan breakfast for my birthday.

kak iman masak crepe yang sedap for everybody. thank you so much darling.

abg adam pun nak tolong jugak :)

hasilnya....crepe with apple filling. apple filling tu maknya yg buat. kak iman tak reti..hehe

klu dah besday mesti la ada besday present dr yg tersayang :)

handmade birthday card and scrapbook from Iman & Adam. I love it soooo much :)

music pen holder yg cute from adam n iman :)

sgt comel bila letak atas study table.

besday present from cik abang + samsung galaxy tab thank you dear :)

Kueh Keria Kak Iman

Kak Iman mmg suka makan kueh keria. Lately ni mak busy ngan study so kakak iman buat kueh ni sendiri lepas ubi dah siap rebus. tumbuk ubi sendiri dan tambah tepung. pastu buat bentuk ring. tapi gorengnya kak muna yg buat la kan sebab bahaya. hasilnya memang sedap. siap dapat bawak balik damansara untuk wan rasa.

dah besar anak mak ni :)

Art Attack

Anak2 mak suka melukis. Wafi pon sukeee...tapi wafi lukis kat sofa putih baru mak pakai pen biru....huk3. Ada cara ke nak hilangkan ni? dah mcm2 try.
Bila tgk wafi lukis abg adam pun tunjuk bakat menulis lak...huk3

Play

Al-Ghazali's opinion on the importance of play:

He feels that once the boy has left the school premises, he should be allowed to play suitable games in order to recover from the fatigue of study, and to be freed from the constraints imposed upon him. However, he must not tire himself over play. Preventing the boy from playing and burdening him constantly with learning can only weary his heart and blunt his mind, spoiling his life and making him so despise to study that resorts to all manner of tricks to escape it.

http://www.ibe.unesco.org/publications/ThinkersPdf/ghazalie.pdf

A trip to PD - Pic from Blackberry Mak yg tk berapa jelas :)

hepi sgt tgk adam meredah ombak :)

ayah2 melayan anak perempuan

anak2 dara berehat lepas penat mandi

awat pulak ni kakak iman..hehe

comel mak suka main pasiaq :)

berehat

hepinya wafi :)

holooh2...nangis pulak

Study Time

Don't We All?

Heart Warming experience.

(by an anonymous writer)

I was parked in front of the mall wiping off my car. I had just come from the car wash and was waiting for my wife to get out of work. Coming my way from across the parking lot was what society would consider a bum.

From the looks of him, he had no car,no home,no clean clothes and no money. There are times when you feel generous but there are other times that you just don't want to be bothered. This was one of those"don't want to be bothered times."

"I hope he doesn't ask me for any money," I thought. He didn't.

He came and sat on the curb in front of the bus stop but he didn't look like he could have enough money to even ride the bus.

After a few minutes he spoke. "That's a very pretty car," he said. He was ragged but he had an air of dignity around him. His scraggly blond beard keep more than his face warm.

I said, "thanks," and continued wiping off my car.

He sat there quietly as I worked. The expected plea for money never came. As the silence
between us widened something inside said, "ask him if he needs any help." I was sure that he would say "yes" but I held true to the inner voice.

"Do you need any help?" I asked.

He answered in three simple but profound words that I shall never forget. We often look for wisdom in great men and women. We expect it from those of higher learning and accomplishments.

I expected nothing but an outstretched grimy hand. He spoke the three words that shook me.

"Don't we all?" he said.

I was feeling high and mighty, successful and important, above a bum in the street, until those three words hit me like a twelve gouge shotgun. Don't we all?

I needed help. Maybe not for bus fare or a place to sleep, but I needed help. I reached in my wallet and gave him not only enough for bus fare, but enough to get a warm meal and shelter for the day. Those three little words still ring true.

No matter how much you have, no matter how much you have accomplished, you need help too.

No matter how little you have, no matter how loaded you are with problems, even without money or a place to sleep, you can give help.

Even if it's just a compliment, you can give that. You never know when you may see someone that appears to have it all. They are waiting on you to give them what they don't have. A different perspective on life, a glimpse at something beautiful, a respite from daily chaos, that only you through a torn world can see.

Maybe the man was just a homeless stranger wandering the streets. Maybe he was more than that.

Maybe he was sent by a power that is great and wise, to minister to a soul too comfortable in themselves.

Maybe God looked down, called an Angel, dressed him like a bum, then said, "go minister to that man cleaning the car, that man needs help."

Don't we all?

In helping others, we shall help ourselves, for whatever good we give out completes the circle and comes back to us.