Assalamualaikum,
Sudah terlalu lama rasanya tidak menulis di blog ni, sudah hampir masuk dua bulan lamanya.
Maklumlah, masa bulan ramadhan yang lalu bulan Maghfirah, mami cuba sedaya upaya untuk menjalani ibadah puasa dengan penuh khusyuq dan Tawadduk, untuk mendapat ganjaran pahala yang cuma dioffer sebulan sahaja setiap tahun.
So mami tak dak masa lah untuk mencoret apa apa didalam bolg ni semasa bulan puasa, dah tu balik beraya pulak , punya la lama sampai sembilan hari dikampung.............phuh beraya sakan mami tahun ni
Balik dari beraya dikampung mami mendapat khabar bahawa ipin yang mami titipkan dirumah jiran mami dah mati
Begitu sedih sekali umar bila mendapat berita kematian ipin, tapi ipin dah pun diganti dengan ikan yang baru oleh cik Liza yang baik hati. kesedihan Umar terus terubat denagan adanya ganti si Ipin. Ikan yang baru ni diberi nama Badrul la pulak (Karekter budak lelaki dalam cerita Upin dan Ipin the Gang). Macam macam lah Umar ni.
Semasa Bulan puasa yang lalu Umar dah dapat seekor lagi ikan laga untuk kawan si Ipin, dan ikan tu dah diberi nama Kak Ros (juga Karektor dalam cerita Upin dan Ipin), Sebab tu la ikan baru ni diberi nama Badrul (badrul ni kengkononnya berkenan sangat dekat kak ros tu dalam cerita upin dan Ipin tu.
ok setakat ni jelah celoteh mami kali ni, Insya Allah kalau Mami rajin , esok esok boleh tulis lagi.
Wassalam
Mami
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Friday, July 31, 2009
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
I'm a Whale
Assalamualaikum,
Got this from my email box, Sorry K Lone for ciplaking
Recently, in a large French city, a poster featuring a young, thin and
tanned woman appeared in the window of a gym.
It said: "THIS SUMMER DO YOU WANT TO BE A MERMAID OR A WHALE?"
A middle aged woman, whose physical characteristics did not match
those of the woman on the poster,responded publicly to the question posed by the gym.
To Whom It May Concern:
Whales are always surrounded by friends (dolphins, sea lions, curious
humans). They have an active sex life, they get pregnant and have
adorable baby whales.
They have a wonderful time with dolphins, stuffing themselves with shrimp. They play and swim in the seas, seeing wonderful places like Patagonia, the Barren Sea and the coral reefs of Polynesia.
Whales are wonderful singers and have even recorded CDs. They are incredible creatures and virtually have no predators other than humans. They are loved, protected and admired by almost everyone in the world.
Mermaids don't exist. If they did exist, they would be lining up
outside the offices of Argentinean psychoanalysts due to identity
crisis. Fish or human?
They don't have a sex life because they kill men who get close to them, not to mention how could they have sex? Therefore they don't have kids either. Not to mention who wants to get close to a girl who smells like a fish store?
The choice is perfectly clear to me; I want to be a whale.
<strong>P.S. We are in an age when media puts into our heads the idea that only skinny people are beautiful, but I prefer to enjoy an ice cream with my kids, a good dinner with a man who makes me shiver and a coffee with my friends.
With time we gain weight because we accumulate so much information and wisdom in our heads that when there is no more room it distributes out to the rest of our bodies. So we aren't heavy,we are enormously cultured, educated and happy. Beginning today, when I look at my butt in the mirror I will think, "Good gosh, look how smart I am!"
If you ask me I definitely want to be a whale, oppppssssssssss I am already a whale!!!!!!!! - MAMI
Wassalam,
Mami
Got this from my email box, Sorry K Lone for ciplaking
Recently, in a large French city, a poster featuring a young, thin and
tanned woman appeared in the window of a gym.
It said: "THIS SUMMER DO YOU WANT TO BE A MERMAID OR A WHALE?"
A middle aged woman, whose physical characteristics did not match
those of the woman on the poster,responded publicly to the question posed by the gym.
To Whom It May Concern:
Whales are always surrounded by friends (dolphins, sea lions, curious
humans). They have an active sex life, they get pregnant and have
adorable baby whales.
They have a wonderful time with dolphins, stuffing themselves with shrimp. They play and swim in the seas, seeing wonderful places like Patagonia, the Barren Sea and the coral reefs of Polynesia.
Whales are wonderful singers and have even recorded CDs. They are incredible creatures and virtually have no predators other than humans. They are loved, protected and admired by almost everyone in the world.
Mermaids don't exist. If they did exist, they would be lining up
outside the offices of Argentinean psychoanalysts due to identity
crisis. Fish or human?
They don't have a sex life because they kill men who get close to them, not to mention how could they have sex? Therefore they don't have kids either. Not to mention who wants to get close to a girl who smells like a fish store?
The choice is perfectly clear to me; I want to be a whale.
<strong>P.S. We are in an age when media puts into our heads the idea that only skinny people are beautiful, but I prefer to enjoy an ice cream with my kids, a good dinner with a man who makes me shiver and a coffee with my friends.
With time we gain weight because we accumulate so much information and wisdom in our heads that when there is no more room it distributes out to the rest of our bodies. So we aren't heavy,we are enormously cultured, educated and happy. Beginning today, when I look at my butt in the mirror I will think, "Good gosh, look how smart I am!"
If you ask me I definitely want to be a whale, oppppssssssssss I am already a whale!!!!!!!! - MAMI
Wassalam,
Mami
Monday, July 27, 2009
Iklan untuk Ramadhan Buffet at Mangiamo Cafe
Assalamualaikum,
Hari ni nak iklankan satu cafe yang menawarkan Buffet berbuka puasa yang agak berpatutan harganya. Yang menariknya cafe ini juga menyediakan surau untuk bersama sama menunaikan sembayang terawikh dengan menyediakan imam jemputan.
Datanglah beramai-ramai untuk berbuka puasa di Mangiamo Cafe-Taman Equestrian Putrajaya.
Wassalam,
Mami
Hari ni nak iklankan satu cafe yang menawarkan Buffet berbuka puasa yang agak berpatutan harganya. Yang menariknya cafe ini juga menyediakan surau untuk bersama sama menunaikan sembayang terawikh dengan menyediakan imam jemputan.
Datanglah beramai-ramai untuk berbuka puasa di Mangiamo Cafe-Taman Equestrian Putrajaya.
Wassalam,
Mami
Friday, July 24, 2009
Assalamualaikum
If I Had My Child to Raise Over Again By Diane Loomans
If I had my child to raise all over again,
I’d finger-paint more, and point the fingers less.
I would do less correcting and more connecting.
I’d take my eyes off my watch, and watch with my eyes.
I would care to know less and know to care more.
I’d take more hikes and fly more kites.
I’d stop playing serious, and seriously play.
I would run through more fields and gaze at more stars.
I’d do more hugging and less tugging.
I’d build self-esteem first, and the house later.
I would be firm less often, and affirm much more.
I’d teach less about the love of power, And more about the power of love.
Found this lovely poem from the internet, would do the same while raising my Umar.
Mami
Wassalam
If I Had My Child to Raise Over Again By Diane Loomans
If I had my child to raise all over again,
I’d finger-paint more, and point the fingers less.
I would do less correcting and more connecting.
I’d take my eyes off my watch, and watch with my eyes.
I would care to know less and know to care more.
I’d take more hikes and fly more kites.
I’d stop playing serious, and seriously play.
I would run through more fields and gaze at more stars.
I’d do more hugging and less tugging.
I’d build self-esteem first, and the house later.
I would be firm less often, and affirm much more.
I’d teach less about the love of power, And more about the power of love.
Found this lovely poem from the internet, would do the same while raising my Umar.
Mami
Wassalam
Believe in Allah and return the favour
A Very inspiring true story. Hopefully, we can all learn something from this !!!
ONE OF THE BEST STORIES I'VE EVER HEARD!
As she stood in front of her 5th grade class on the very first day of school, she told the children an untruth. Like most teachers, she looked at her students and said that she loved them all the same. However, that was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard. Mrs. Thompson had watched Teddy the year before and noticed that he did not play well with the other children, that his clothes were messy and that he constantly needed a bath. In addition, Teddy could be unpleasant. It got to the point where Mrs. Thompson would actually take delight in marking his papers with a broad red pen, making bold X's and then putting a big 'F' at the top of his papers.
At the school where Mrs. Thompson taught, she was required to review each child's past records and she put Teddy's off until last. However, when she reviewed his file, she was in for a surprise. Teddy's first grade teacher wrote, 'Teddy is a bright child with a ready laugh. He does his work neatly and has good manners... he is a joy to be around..'
His second grade teacher wrote, 'Teddy is an excellent student, well liked by his classmates, but he is troubled because his mother has a terminal illness and life at home must be a struggle.'
His third grade teacher wrote, 'His mother's death has been hard on him. He tries to do his best, but his father doesn't show much interest, and his home life will soon affect him if some steps aren't taken.'
Teddy's fourth grade teacher wrote, 'Teddy is withdrawn and doesn't show much interest in school. He doesn't have many friends and he sometimes sleeps in class.' By now, Mrs. Thompson realized the problem and she was ashamed of herself.
She felt even worse when her students brought her Christmas presents, wrapped in beautiful ribbons and bright paper, except for Teddy's. His present was clumsily wrapped in the heavy, brown paper that he got from a grocery bag. Mrs. Thompson took pains to open it in the middle of the other presents. Some of the children started to laugh when she found a rhinestone bracelet
with some of the stones missing, and a bottle that was one-quarter full of perfume.
But she stifled the children's laughter when she exclaimed how pretty the bracelet was, putting it on, and dabbing some of the perfume on her wrist. Teddy Stoddard stayed after school that day just long enough to say, 'Mrs. Thompson, today you smelled just like my Mom used to.'
After the children left, she cried for at least an hour. On that very day, she quit teaching reading, writing and arithmetic. Instead, she began to teach children.... Mrs. Thompson paid particular attention to Teddy. As she worked with him, his mind seemed to come alive. The more she encouraged him, the faster he responded.
By the end of the year, Teddy had become one of the smartest children in the class and, despite her lie that she would love all the children the same, Teddy became one of her 'teacher's pets..' A year later, she found a note under her door, from Teddy, telling her that she was the best teacher he ever had in his whole life.
Six years went by before she got another note from Teddy. He then wrote that he had finished high school, third in his class, and she was still the best teacher he ever had in life. Four years after that, she got another letter, saying that while things had been tough at times, he'd stayed in school, had stuck with it, and would soon graduate from college with the highest of honours. He assured Mrs. Thompson that she was still the best and favourite teacher he had ever had in his whole life.
Then four more years passed and yet another letter came.. This time he explained that after he got his bachelor's degree, he decided to go a little further. The letter explained that she was still the best and favourite teacher he ever had. But now his name was a little longer.... The letter was signed, Theodore F. Stoddard, MD.
The story does not end there.
You see, there was yet another letter that spring. Teddy said he had met this girl and was going to be married. He explained that his father had died a couple of years ago and he was wondering if Mrs. Thompson might agree to sit at the wedding in the place that was usually reserved for the mother of the groom..
Of course, Mrs. Thompson did. And guess what? She wore that bracelet, the one with several rhinestones missing. Moreover, she made sure she was wearing the perfume that Teddy remembered his mother wearing on their last Christmas together. They hugged each other, and Dr. Stoddard whispered in Mrs. Thompson's ear, 'Thank you Mrs. Thompson for believing in me. Thank you so much for making me feel important and showing me that I could make a difference.'
Mrs. Thompson, with tears in her eyes, whispered back. She said, 'Teddy, you have it all wrong. You were the one who taught me that I could make a difference. I didn't know how to teach until I met you.' (For you who don't know, Teddy Stoddard is the Doctor at Iowa Methodist in Des Moines that has the Stoddard Cancer Wing.)
Warm someone's heart today. . . . . pass this along. I love this story so very much, I cry every time I read it. Just try to make a difference in someone's life today or tomorrow? just 'do it'. Random acts of kindness, I think they call it!
'Believe in Allah, then return the favour'
Mami
Wassalam
ONE OF THE BEST STORIES I'VE EVER HEARD!
As she stood in front of her 5th grade class on the very first day of school, she told the children an untruth. Like most teachers, she looked at her students and said that she loved them all the same. However, that was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard. Mrs. Thompson had watched Teddy the year before and noticed that he did not play well with the other children, that his clothes were messy and that he constantly needed a bath. In addition, Teddy could be unpleasant. It got to the point where Mrs. Thompson would actually take delight in marking his papers with a broad red pen, making bold X's and then putting a big 'F' at the top of his papers.
At the school where Mrs. Thompson taught, she was required to review each child's past records and she put Teddy's off until last. However, when she reviewed his file, she was in for a surprise. Teddy's first grade teacher wrote, 'Teddy is a bright child with a ready laugh. He does his work neatly and has good manners... he is a joy to be around..'
His second grade teacher wrote, 'Teddy is an excellent student, well liked by his classmates, but he is troubled because his mother has a terminal illness and life at home must be a struggle.'
His third grade teacher wrote, 'His mother's death has been hard on him. He tries to do his best, but his father doesn't show much interest, and his home life will soon affect him if some steps aren't taken.'
Teddy's fourth grade teacher wrote, 'Teddy is withdrawn and doesn't show much interest in school. He doesn't have many friends and he sometimes sleeps in class.' By now, Mrs. Thompson realized the problem and she was ashamed of herself.
She felt even worse when her students brought her Christmas presents, wrapped in beautiful ribbons and bright paper, except for Teddy's. His present was clumsily wrapped in the heavy, brown paper that he got from a grocery bag. Mrs. Thompson took pains to open it in the middle of the other presents. Some of the children started to laugh when she found a rhinestone bracelet
with some of the stones missing, and a bottle that was one-quarter full of perfume.
But she stifled the children's laughter when she exclaimed how pretty the bracelet was, putting it on, and dabbing some of the perfume on her wrist. Teddy Stoddard stayed after school that day just long enough to say, 'Mrs. Thompson, today you smelled just like my Mom used to.'
After the children left, she cried for at least an hour. On that very day, she quit teaching reading, writing and arithmetic. Instead, she began to teach children.... Mrs. Thompson paid particular attention to Teddy. As she worked with him, his mind seemed to come alive. The more she encouraged him, the faster he responded.
By the end of the year, Teddy had become one of the smartest children in the class and, despite her lie that she would love all the children the same, Teddy became one of her 'teacher's pets..' A year later, she found a note under her door, from Teddy, telling her that she was the best teacher he ever had in his whole life.
Six years went by before she got another note from Teddy. He then wrote that he had finished high school, third in his class, and she was still the best teacher he ever had in life. Four years after that, she got another letter, saying that while things had been tough at times, he'd stayed in school, had stuck with it, and would soon graduate from college with the highest of honours. He assured Mrs. Thompson that she was still the best and favourite teacher he had ever had in his whole life.
Then four more years passed and yet another letter came.. This time he explained that after he got his bachelor's degree, he decided to go a little further. The letter explained that she was still the best and favourite teacher he ever had. But now his name was a little longer.... The letter was signed, Theodore F. Stoddard, MD.
The story does not end there.
You see, there was yet another letter that spring. Teddy said he had met this girl and was going to be married. He explained that his father had died a couple of years ago and he was wondering if Mrs. Thompson might agree to sit at the wedding in the place that was usually reserved for the mother of the groom..
Of course, Mrs. Thompson did. And guess what? She wore that bracelet, the one with several rhinestones missing. Moreover, she made sure she was wearing the perfume that Teddy remembered his mother wearing on their last Christmas together. They hugged each other, and Dr. Stoddard whispered in Mrs. Thompson's ear, 'Thank you Mrs. Thompson for believing in me. Thank you so much for making me feel important and showing me that I could make a difference.'
Mrs. Thompson, with tears in her eyes, whispered back. She said, 'Teddy, you have it all wrong. You were the one who taught me that I could make a difference. I didn't know how to teach until I met you.' (For you who don't know, Teddy Stoddard is the Doctor at Iowa Methodist in Des Moines that has the Stoddard Cancer Wing.)
Warm someone's heart today. . . . . pass this along. I love this story so very much, I cry every time I read it. Just try to make a difference in someone's life today or tomorrow? just 'do it'. Random acts of kindness, I think they call it!
'Believe in Allah, then return the favour'
Mami
Wassalam
Thursday, July 23, 2009
KecantikanSeorang Wanita
Assalamualaikum,
Kisah Wanita dan Airmata
"Aku tidak mengerti", kata anak itu.
Ibunya hanya memeluknya dan berkata, "Dan kau tak akan pernah mengerti"
Kemudian anak laki-laki itu bertanya kepada ayahnya, "Mengapa ibu suka menangis tanpa alasan?"
"Semua wanita menangis tanpa alasan", hanya itu yang dapat dikatakan oleh ayahnya.
Begitu mudah lelaki memberikan jawapan.
Ketahuilah olehmu
Wanita, diciptakan untuk menjadi seorang yang istimewa.
Bahunya cukup kuat untuk menopang dunia; namun, harus cukup lembut untuk memberikan kenyamanan "
Ia mempunyai kekuatan dari dalam untuk mampu melahirkan anak dan menerima penolakan yang seringkali datang dari anak-anaknya
Ia mempunyai kekerasan untuk membuatnya tetap tegar ketika orang-orang lain menyerah, dan mengasuh keluarganya dengan penderitaan dan kelelahan tanpa mengeluh
Wanita mempunyai kepekaan untuk mencintai anak-anaknya dalam setiap keadaan, bahkan ketika anaknya bersikap sangat menyakiti hatinya
Wanita mempunyai kekuatan untuk mendukung suaminya dalam kegagalannya dan melengkapi dengan tulang rusuk suaminya untuk melindungi hatinya
Wanita mempunyai kebijaksanaan untuk mengetahui bahwa seorang suami yang baik takkan pernah menyakiti isterinya, tetapi kadang kala akan menguji kekuatannya dan ketetapan hatinya untuk berada disisi suaminya tanpa ragu
Dan akhirnya, Wanita mempunyai kekuatan airmata untuk dititiskan.. .
Ini adalah miliknya untuk digunakan bilapun ia perlukan.
Kecantikan seorang wanita bukanlah dari pakaian yang dikenakannya, susuk yang ia tampilkan, atau bagaimana ia menyisir rambutnya."
Kecantikan seorang wanita harus dilihat dari matanya, kerana itulah pintu hatinya tempat dimana cinta itu ada."
Kirimkan ini kepada setiap wanita yang Anda kenal hari ini untuk memperingati Bulan Sejarah Wanita.
Jika Anda lakukan, sesuatu yang baik akan terjadi.
Anda akan menambah harga diri wanita!
Kirimkan msg ini juga kepada kaum lelaki,
supaya mereka sedar dan ingat akan kecantikan wanita mereka yang azali..
bukan pada kecantikan luaran semata-mata
Selami lah hati wanita mu... dan ingat lah...
Setiap Wanita itu Cantik
Mami sokong 100%, sebabnya?
Mami pun seorang WANITA
Wassalam
Kisah Wanita dan Airmata
"Aku tidak mengerti", kata anak itu.
Ibunya hanya memeluknya dan berkata, "Dan kau tak akan pernah mengerti"
Kemudian anak laki-laki itu bertanya kepada ayahnya, "Mengapa ibu suka menangis tanpa alasan?"
"Semua wanita menangis tanpa alasan", hanya itu yang dapat dikatakan oleh ayahnya.
Begitu mudah lelaki memberikan jawapan.
Ketahuilah olehmu
Wanita, diciptakan untuk menjadi seorang yang istimewa.
Bahunya cukup kuat untuk menopang dunia; namun, harus cukup lembut untuk memberikan kenyamanan "
Ia mempunyai kekuatan dari dalam untuk mampu melahirkan anak dan menerima penolakan yang seringkali datang dari anak-anaknya
Ia mempunyai kekerasan untuk membuatnya tetap tegar ketika orang-orang lain menyerah, dan mengasuh keluarganya dengan penderitaan dan kelelahan tanpa mengeluh
Wanita mempunyai kepekaan untuk mencintai anak-anaknya dalam setiap keadaan, bahkan ketika anaknya bersikap sangat menyakiti hatinya
Wanita mempunyai kekuatan untuk mendukung suaminya dalam kegagalannya dan melengkapi dengan tulang rusuk suaminya untuk melindungi hatinya
Wanita mempunyai kebijaksanaan untuk mengetahui bahwa seorang suami yang baik takkan pernah menyakiti isterinya, tetapi kadang kala akan menguji kekuatannya dan ketetapan hatinya untuk berada disisi suaminya tanpa ragu
Dan akhirnya, Wanita mempunyai kekuatan airmata untuk dititiskan.. .
Ini adalah miliknya untuk digunakan bilapun ia perlukan.
Kecantikan seorang wanita bukanlah dari pakaian yang dikenakannya, susuk yang ia tampilkan, atau bagaimana ia menyisir rambutnya."
Kecantikan seorang wanita harus dilihat dari matanya, kerana itulah pintu hatinya tempat dimana cinta itu ada."
Kirimkan ini kepada setiap wanita yang Anda kenal hari ini untuk memperingati Bulan Sejarah Wanita.
Jika Anda lakukan, sesuatu yang baik akan terjadi.
Anda akan menambah harga diri wanita!
Kirimkan msg ini juga kepada kaum lelaki,
supaya mereka sedar dan ingat akan kecantikan wanita mereka yang azali..
bukan pada kecantikan luaran semata-mata
Selami lah hati wanita mu... dan ingat lah...
Setiap Wanita itu Cantik
Mami sokong 100%, sebabnya?
Mami pun seorang WANITA
Wassalam
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