Thursday, September 29, 2011
Happy 88th Birthday to my beloved "Emak"
Sunday, January 3, 2010
My gratitudes
Far left is my "emak" Hjh Alimah Wahab, she I considered as a strong and a great will powered lady in handling her journey of life. Giving birth to fourteen daughters, I admired her strength to have gone through the process of delivering us, and coped in every ways to be the fortune in giving an assistance aid to my late father ....I considered myself closed to my "emak" since small, she ever the protector to me, like I said being the stubborn one haha...lots of story I gathered from her....Yup I believed every of my siblings have their own valued memories with "emak". Beside her is my 2nd, my eldest and 4th siblings...."Emak" have gone through a though time...she married before the Japanese came to Malaya and my eldest sister was born during the Japanese Occupation1941-1945. It was a horrified moment of giving birth to my eldest sibling according to her, can imagined, how lucky we are to have given birth to our children in an adequate facilities. Her confinement period was not what we have today, she a woman who never believe in the "pantang", her only believed was her thoughts, she will just says in her own words after she recites Bismillah was "throwing the bit of food that was not supposed to be eaten during confinement to the ground and said "bentan aku bentan lah tanah"(do not follow this please, this was those days practice, now that we know and our opportunity to have modern treatment plus our knowledge and faith to the almighty is greater...yes that is my "emak" and this is the recent picture that I took when she came and visited Nabila at IJN last March 2009.
But to me there’s meaning seldom heard.
For everything I am today,
My mother’s love showed me the way.
For enriching my life in so many ways.
She set me straight and then set me free,
And that’s what the word "mother" means to me.
Saturday, January 2, 2010
As I go on.....: How it started?
As I go on.....: How it started?
We cannot change our birth but we can change our victory.
Friday, January 1, 2010
How it started?
This picture was taken when I was about three or four years old. Skinny little thing not a favourite and always creates series of episodes hehe not naughty but stubborn, many times gets a good canning hehe....not to good in achieving good grades but always visualised good things will happened in future wow it is a true things happening. Like to play "pondok-pondok" have shown talents while acting as a mother haha.
These was the home where I was born a typical "rumah kampong"...it was in 1962, 2nd December and that was my late father and the lady bending if i am not mistaken is my second sibling. I still remembers how difficult it was for my parents to look after thirteen out of fourteen daughters...how difficult it was for my elders siblings to gave an assistance and sacrificing their hardship to help my parents for the sake of surviving.
According to my mum I was breast feed until I was about eighteen months, my mum continued feeding me with only a condensed milk and my feeding bottle was always the soya sauce bottle..My mum told me as early as three years old I have started to eat "sambal goreng" with rice or soya sauce with "telor ayam kampong" that my mum took from the "reban ayam" :)...our vegetable as I recalled only "kangkong" that my elders siblings picked at the padi field, not forgetting "pucuk ubi" and "sayur turi" Our breakfast usually "pisang rebus", "ubi rebus" and once a while "lempeng or kuih kodok! hehe "cukodok" nothing just a plain "cukodok".
We seldom have good proper meal and to have beef or chicken we have to wait for Hari Raya's erm....yummy...in spite of being a poor family, I had a wonderful childhood journey...I always enjoyed what I have, yup at times questioned myself why but always thankful to the every moment....sad, angry, happy all children will have to go through but mine I always make myself happy......:)
Its a New Year 2010
What did I do today...still thinking what to do haha....yes thinking and thinking. Gosh what a day.
Monday, June 15, 2009
Thought to Ponder.....As I go on.....
"The deepest secret is that life is not a process of discovery, but a process of creation. You are not discovering yourself, but creating yourself anew. Seek, therefore not to find out who you are, seek to determine who you want to be." - Neale Donald Walsch
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