tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31258457776587085422024-03-19T22:38:29.788+11:00My thoughts, fragmentedWell, the title has explained it all..muna khaiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14832945449237215618noreply@blogger.comBlogger270125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125845777658708542.post-19908482685240056432023-08-20T10:52:00.000+10:002023-08-20T10:52:11.407+10:00269: DifferenceDi SMKBBU, kertas ni dipanggil 'testpad'. Pernah saya sebut 'kertas kajang' dekat pelajar, terkebil-kebil dia tak faham apa tu kertas kajang.Di SMKPU yang sebaliknya pula. Pelajar elok sebut kertas kajang. Bila saya sebut 'testpad' pula mereka terpinga-pinga. Just a random thought. No judgement in both situation. I celebrate the difference. I appreciate the different experiences I am muna khaiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14832945449237215618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125845777658708542.post-27663772051750209842023-01-12T15:56:00.002+11:002023-01-12T15:58:38.173+11:00268: Finding joy, againThis morning as I was scrolling the Facebook feeds, I came across this post saying how funny the opening chapter of Pinocchio was. It went like shown in the picture:I was instantly interested to read the rest of the story. I never came across the physical book of Pinocchio before, only watched the movies. Then, it dawned on me how this is what missing from my adult life now. The joy of reading. muna khaiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14832945449237215618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125845777658708542.post-11984384570578425982023-01-08T15:09:00.002+11:002023-01-08T15:09:17.059+11:00267: HijrahTahun baru 2023, adalah tahun hijrah bagiku. Aku beranikan diri, membuat keputusan untuk keluar dari zon yang teramat selesa. People would think I'm stupid for making this decision. Leaving all the best things in life... for a new beginning at a new place.But living, is a struggle, jihad, to be the best version of ourselves, before we meet HIM in the best state. I had been praying for Him to showmuna khaiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14832945449237215618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125845777658708542.post-61737285928538528522022-11-15T13:18:00.000+11:002022-11-15T13:18:14.005+11:00266: 35 half lifeI had my 35th birthday last month. During my third quarantine because of covid. This time around, the symptom was not so severe. I had headache for two days. Then, when I started to have runny nose, that was when I decided to get tested. Despite all the chaos, I was relieved I got to take rest. Life had been hectic (tak habis-habis, kan?).I am 35 now. I took sometime this morning to read back my muna khaiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14832945449237215618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125845777658708542.post-20773712242604188902022-08-14T11:14:00.001+10:002022-08-14T11:14:06.539+10:00265: Learning to let it goIt's exam week at school so, I have some free time, supposedly to finish up all the procrastinated works, but I guess I can take a few moments to untangled all the messy knots in my head. Life has been hectic, now that I'm back at work full time with a newborn baby. So it feels refreshing to sit down and be able to write something here. It feels like eons have passed since the last time I can muna khaiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14832945449237215618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125845777658708542.post-12388238390947376202022-04-12T16:04:00.001+10:002022-04-12T16:04:03.515+10:00264: Quarantine in ConfinementYesterday was my last day of quarantine. Oh yes I got covid the second time, while I was in confinement, too!.
It started about 10 days ago, during the weekend. Yusra was abnormally lethargic. Usually she was the hyper one and make the most sound. But that day, she was just sleeping around and quiet. That morning as well, we got a message from the school that one of Yusra's classmate was covid muna khaiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14832945449237215618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125845777658708542.post-38282677683653282902021-10-05T14:06:00.001+11:002021-10-05T14:06:58.691+11:00263: When reality hitsOur dear uncle passed away yesterday, after a week of being intubated. His lung was beyond repaired. Covid got real. Covid got real for us.I haven't cried this hard since forever.My husband and I had our share of covid experience last august. During that time, it tested mostly our mental and emotional strength. There was so many 'what-if's and worries. Would our experience be mild, or would we muna khaiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14832945449237215618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125845777658708542.post-39932808101020869232021-08-23T14:16:00.001+10:002021-08-23T14:16:23.604+10:00262: Our Covid Experience (Part 1)Never have it occured to me that I would be one of the numbers in the daily cases of covid. Let me narrate how it all started.I am a teacher, as many of you have known. So during this pandemic, we are teaching remotely from home. But I am no superwoman, I couldn't do my best in teaching when my 2 year old is quite a needy 'baby'. So to keep my sanity intact, I decided to send her to her muna khaiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14832945449237215618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125845777658708542.post-74265727974097050572021-06-28T00:07:00.000+10:002021-06-28T00:07:47.331+10:00261: Discipline of KnowledgeAs a student of Physics (or any student of any structured course at all), I am trained to accept any statements so cautiously. Everything need a set of established law to be able to become facts. There are disciplines to be followed, in learning, in acquiring knowledge, in living.So it annoys me to the core when people never respect this discipline of knowledge. Credentials, license, a governing muna khaiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14832945449237215618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125845777658708542.post-75316714055882855532021-06-11T12:48:00.001+10:002021-06-11T12:48:53.472+10:00260: SilenceI miss the silence and tranquilty of blogging. The social media world is overwhelmingly noisy. And chaotic. I am here now, seeking solace and enlightenment. Because the noise of everyone letting out their opinions are extremely chaotic and disturbing. Bukan makin jelas, tapi makin serabut. Semakin hitam. Facebook pun overwhelming , apetah lagi yang full of visual and motions like muna khaiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14832945449237215618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125845777658708542.post-28862796914604680282020-09-09T11:58:00.001+10:002020-09-09T11:58:07.519+10:00259: Mind-blownWhen was the last time you had your mind blown? For me, it was just now, while reading a comment on facebook, one of the commentor put a gif of a spiralling model of our solar system. It was the first time of me seeing that model being simulated. I was mind-blown! I quickly headed to YouTube to searched the full video. Again, I was so mesmerized at how beautiful it was, the realization muna khaiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14832945449237215618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125845777658708542.post-17630383464177604682020-07-14T23:43:00.000+10:002020-07-14T23:43:53.719+10:00258: Back againTomorrow, all students will come back to school. I'm teaching my students in real classes again, at last!. I love the opportunity to use all sort of technology to teach during MCO but it can never replace teaching face to face, hands down!
Nevertheless, many things that happened during early PKPP was teachers' dream came true. Like, only 10 students per class! No need to do group works, and no muna khaiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14832945449237215618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125845777658708542.post-72083854827784246162020-07-01T10:32:00.003+10:002020-07-01T10:32:36.193+10:00257: New normalNow life has reverted to normal. Well, not actually the normal we used to before the pandemics, though. New normal, that is the phrase.
I still go out in the morning to go to school at the same time, around 6:40 am. But the road are clearer since most students haven't gone back to school yet (only the form 5-ers). When we reach school, temperature is taken at the school gate and recorded daily. muna khaiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14832945449237215618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125845777658708542.post-58986436443585867222020-06-01T11:23:00.001+10:002020-06-01T11:23:14.624+10:00256: 2020 It's 2020! But all our expectations of how the year would be are totally off. We thought we would have flying car at least, but in reality, even airplanes cannot fly. I, on the other hand, am very thankful with the situation I am in. I'm trying to be positive here, because things seem so bleak, we still cannot fathom the seriousness of this virus situation although we are 3 months in our muna khaiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14832945449237215618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125845777658708542.post-51151374649075616362018-08-26T23:23:00.001+10:002018-08-26T23:23:15.236+10:00254: The talkAbout 2 weeks ago I attended Yasmin Mogahed's talk. Here are the notes that I managed to jot down without editing. Need to put it here so that it won't dissapear.
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Yasmin Mogahed
"Living the Reclaimed Heart"
17 August 2018
Berjaya Waterfront Hotel, JB
Yasmin Mogahed
Who's the owner of your heart.
Reclaim your heart, taking back your heart, back to its original owner which is Allah
How to muna khaiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14832945449237215618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125845777658708542.post-23433384781460100842017-10-30T19:43:00.001+11:002017-10-30T19:47:44.726+11:00253: Need to freeze this momentYesterday was the day I laughed the hardest that my first born, Kauthar got worried.
We were praying Isya together and were on the last sujud before finishing 4 raka'ah.
Yusuf (1 year 1 month) was playing around his abi. Usually he would imitate our sujud and ru'ku. Before sujud I saw him standing up and then getting closer to abi to a position that I initially thought for sujud. I muna khaiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14832945449237215618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125845777658708542.post-66945024957629126952017-04-12T00:47:00.001+10:002017-04-12T00:47:18.081+10:00252: Harsh RealityHati sangat sayu hari ini. How could I teach the students the same way again? I can never look at the group of students without feeling disgusted and angry..  And sad. Mostly sad,  kot.
Somehow we knew that one of them did the unthinkable! A form 2 boy with form 1 girl! And they were both willing. God,  they are just a little kid! Anggap macam kanak2 sbb sememangnya perangai and muna khaiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14832945449237215618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125845777658708542.post-12263662064845067512017-02-23T01:32:00.001+11:002017-02-23T01:32:38.060+11:00251: Going with the flowI don't know why, but this year, work suddenly gets so hectic. I barely have time to catch my breath after each class, there are thousands of stuff that i need to do. My brain is also constantly thinking about so many things. I feel so tired but i cannot stop.
My only rest time is my night sleep when the kids are already asleep. Like right now.. But the mind still refusesmuna khaiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14832945449237215618noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125845777658708542.post-59969686117984123812017-02-02T01:33:00.001+11:002017-02-02T01:33:21.255+11:00250: The little thingsBeing a science teacher has its perk. Due to family commitment, i rarely have the opportunity to attend islamic classes or lectures anymore,  no matter how much i yearn to. But, when i'm teaching in class,  i rediscover points that used to touched me in the past. I am being reminded of the little things that Allah has bestowed on all of us that brings huge meaning.
For instance, in themuna khaiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14832945449237215618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125845777658708542.post-45609663566281756132016-04-26T12:02:00.001+10:002016-04-26T12:02:16.771+10:00249: Teaching blogJust to let you all know I have started a new blog just for documenting my teaching journey. You can head to:
http://teachermuna.blogspot.my/
It maybe of interest of fellow teachers. Kalau yg lain, mungkin rasa bosan saje membaca nye. Haha.
muna khaiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14832945449237215618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125845777658708542.post-84879922883627207772016-03-03T11:10:00.001+11:002016-03-03T11:10:52.991+11:00248: dreamsThis morning I woke up feeling not a bit refreshed. I had this weird dream where I heard a familiar musics but it was annoying and went on forever. I tried to find the 'switch' to stop it, but to no avail. I ran here and there trying to find the source, panjat almari, tutup power supply for the whole building, tapi the sound didnt stop! I even had some random guys walked in and asked me 'Madam, muna khaiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14832945449237215618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125845777658708542.post-46266884114063872812016-03-02T01:59:00.001+11:002016-03-02T01:59:42.888+11:00247: ExhaustedOf course, I am not the most exhausted person on earth. But oh well, it helps when we talk about it.. just to ventilate.
Being a woman that plays multiple roles at once is surely the most challenging phase of my life right now. A phase that never ends, actually. A daughter, a wife, a mother, a teacher, an employee.. not to mention the fact that being a mother means playing hundreds roles and a muna khaiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14832945449237215618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125845777658708542.post-29083794613051331972016-02-24T11:07:00.000+11:002016-02-24T11:07:43.765+11:00246: RoutineBeing a teacher is a constant struggle between perfectly plan your lesson / completing all the clerical works in your free time and just taking a break after screaming for one hour non-stop. I work in the afternoon session so I punch in at 12.30 pm and punch out at 6.45 pm. That's about 6 hours of works and of course in a day, the maximum lessons that we have to attend to are 7 periods that are muna khaiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14832945449237215618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125845777658708542.post-31519780990318638102016-02-21T02:11:00.001+11:002016-02-21T02:11:39.583+11:00245: allergiesYusra is down with fever. She is also having cough and makes the wheezing sounds when she breathes. Today was her first time getting the nebulizer. Our first time, actually. I never had any encounter with the nebulizer before, nor had Kauthar or hubby. I asked the doc whether it is asthma, she said, we cant say that yet. If it happens more than thrice a year, then maybe we can move to that muna khaiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14832945449237215618noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3125845777658708542.post-81372185803628744972016-02-16T11:33:00.001+11:002016-02-16T11:33:57.360+11:00244: HystericalI should be diligent in documenting my experiences in school. I should, but to find the moment to actually sit down and write is something so rare.
Sementara ada rare moment ni, baiklah saya update.
Yesterday I had a class with the most challenging class for me this year, the 2B3. The boys are hyperactives and cannot stop talking, finding faults of friends and end up fighting, like all the muna khaiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14832945449237215618noreply@blogger.com1