Morning Ramblings?

I started my day by dropping by at Anis's blog and read her entry on H1N1 and her worries. I can't agree more. It got me all worried. Not that I am not presently dead worried, now I'm terrified, worried sick. And I heard in the radio this morning on my way to work that the number of local contracted cases has increased here in our country. How I wish I could just take leave and stay at home with Haziq. Making Haziq wear mask and gloves is so tempting now but obviously not practical let alone illogical. I know that Kak Ani, Haziq care-taker practices good hygiene but what worry me most is the other kids. Gosh, am trying really hard not to be judgemental here, so I shall not deliberate any further on this matter.

And then I went on with my daily dosage and came across this disturbing article. Read here. She said she was under pressure because her daughter had skipped school and her husband just filed for a divorce. Sigh. What's becoming of this world of ours, I sometimes wonder.

Not long after, I received an email from a friend. I feel I should share the contect of it here. Whether it's true or not, Wallahualam.

Subject: MIKAEEL (MURDER) CONSPIRACY

Michael Jackson (MJ) was known as the most loving person in the world. He gave up most of his assets for charity and all his life, he fought for equality of the African Americans, AIDS victims, Against Drug Abuse, Against Abortion, Against Child Labor and secretly channelled his properties for the hungry children of the world. However, he wasn't peace at heart. He always think of himself as a child trapped inside a man's body. Being Peter Pan is all his dream, never to grow up, forever a child. That inspires him to build Neverland - a heaven for children. Children of all ages and races are welcomed to Neverland. MJ had so much love to give.

However, he made a mistake which he didn't know of the consequences. He saw the peaceful life his brother, Jermaine (Muhammad Abdul Aziz) had as a Muslim - true, Jermaine faced so much pressure that he moved to Bahrain.

In 1989, MJ made a press conference which shocked the world, "I have seen the Islam in the life of my brother, I have read the books about Islam. And I'd love to someday feel the calmness and peace of Islam...."

Since that, MJ's life was never the same again.He was accused of so many accusations against child molestation. MJ was not someone who can deal with much pressure as he is a 'delicate child'. All the extortion and black mail followed after that. Everything he did was being seen as wrong in the eyes of the Media. All these are to influence his fans to hate MJ. If he is hated, then he would not be influencial anymore.

For several years, he stayed in England. Getting motivation from a long time friend, Cat Stevens, who had converted into Islam - named Yusuf Islam. From him, MJ learnt how Yusuf had survived being Muslim. He made friends with a song writer, Zain Bhikha too, who wrote a song titled, "GIVE THANKS TO ALLAH", which he wanted MJ to sing whenever he is ready.

Following his trial, MJ withdrew to Bahrain, where he was the special guest of sheik Abdullah bin Hamad Al Khalifa, the son of Bahrain’s king. It was then that Michael began to give conversion more “serious thought.”MJ stayed in Bahrain for approximately 3 years. He studied Islam, the prayers and learn to read the Koran (al-Quran).

Finally, he came back to Los Angeles and in November 2008 MJ had formally converted to Islam in a ceremony at a close friend’s house in Los Angeles.He perform Haj with the King of Bahrain and son on December 2008.

He had a hidden agenda when he wanted to make a final comeback. He annouced in a press conference on March 2009, "This will be my final concert. I'll see you all in July...."

He planned that during his concert, he would announce that this is the FINAL concert as he wouldn't be performing anymore. He will declare that he is a Muslim and will only sing with Yusuf Islam and Friends.At the end of the concert, he will be singing the song, "GIVE THANKS TO ALLAH" with Yusuf Islam. That is the reason why he chose London as his final concert venue instead of the USA. It was because he thought he could escape the USA's extortion, and that he could perform with yusuf Islam who is in England.

At 12.30am, 25th June 2009, he hugged his production manager and said, "After reherasing for 2 months, I am finally ready for the concert..."Before leaving to sleep, he waved his dancers, "It was a good night everyone. I'll see you all tomorrow..."The next thing... He was pronouced dead at 2.26am....

When 911 was called, there are so much questions asked. It is as if they didn't know who MJ is and where he lived. The questions asked are more towards to delay time.The hospital said the autopsy result can only be obtained after 2 months - very illogical as even the worst African technology could obtain the result in less than 2 weeks.

MJ's family members opt for second private autopsy as they started to feel something fishy is going on. The result came out in about 4 days - MJ was drugged with high dosage of anaesthetic - drug that brings about a reversible loss of consciousness, if used to much could stop the heart from beating.

Another result which was not aired in the media was, MJ's stomach is empty of this drug, but his blood were filled with it - same case as the death of Marilyn Monroe.The private doctors also found many needle marks, afraid to be forced injections given to MJ on his bed.

In CNN Live after a week, Barack Obama was interviewed. And he said, "I love MJ, I grew up listening to his songs. It is a great loss, but rest assured that there is no conspiracy in his death..."Now, why must a President made such statement before the official autopsy result came out? How would he know that there is no conspiracy without the post-mortem result? Seems like someone is afraid of his shadows.

MJ was known to the world as a person who is against drug abuse. Why must he be addicted to drug, then? If he wanted to commit suicide, why rehearse for his concert? And why will he want to see his dancers the next day?

Enough about his death. I am sure people around the world is not stupid anymore. These supreme power can fool us during the Marilyn Monroe conspiracy, Martin Luther King and Princess Diana. But in this MJ's case, they left too many loopholes for those who think...!!

MJ left us with this unfinished studio-recorded song, GIVE THANKS TO ALLAH. You can download this song here: http://www.filefactory.com/file/ahb80ff/n/Micheal_Jackson_-_Give_Thanks_To_Allah_mp3

MJ's family was about to give him a Muslim burial with the help of The Brotherhood of Islam. But, the CIA showed up at Neverland's door - blackmailed them that if they do so publicly, Katherine (MJ's mother) would be pull off from MJ's 3 children's custody as well as MJ's estates. Instead, they'll hire Debbie Rowe for the purpose, and the court will be in their favour. So much for democracy and fairness...

Finally, they agreed to let MJ have a Muslim Burial in Neverland. But in condition, must show to the public a Christian Memorial Service, as to prove to the world that MJ was never a Muslim.

So, Staples Centre was just a normal show. That's why the coffin was closed and sealed.

MJ was buried days earlier. The Gold Coffin was empty. They were about to bury the Coffin according to Christianity ways in Hollywood - as in their deal with the USA Government.

These happened, because the USA is afraid of the rising numbers of Muslims in the world.

(Sheikh Ha**d)

The Brotherhood of Islam

Buletin of Bahrain

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And it's not even noon yet. Anticipating a long day ahead people.

Pleasure Reading Anyone?

Below is an interesting article wrote by Dr. Bakri Musa which I feel must be read by all of us. Enjoy.

Chaining The Children of the Poor
M. Bakri Musa

The ancient Chinese bound the feet of their baby daughters so they would grow up with deformed tiny feet, thus limiting their mobility and participation in life outside the little world of their homes. These women would then be totally dependent on their men.
In rescinding the policy of teaching science and mathematics in English, the government is likewise binding the intellectual development of our children. They and future generations of Malaysians would grow up with warped intellect. They would then be totally dependent on the government, just as ancient Chinese women with tiny feet were on their men.
My friend and fellow commentator Azly Rahman has a more apt and colorful local metaphor; we are condemning future generations to the Pekan Rabu economy, capable only of selling pirated versions of Michael Jackson albums. That would be the extent of their entrepreneurial prowess and creative flair. They are only subsistence entrepreneurs and ‘copy cat’ creators.
Make no mistake about it. The government’s professed concerns for the poor and those from rural areas notwithstanding, reversing the current policy would adversely and disproportionately impact them. The rich and those in the cities have a ready escape; the rich through private English classes, urban children from the already high levels of English in their community.
The most disadvantaged will be the poor kampong kids. That means Malay children. Thus we have the supreme irony if not perversity of the champions of Ketuanan Melayu actively pursuing a policy that would ensure Malay children be perpetually trapped economically and intellectually. I thank Allah that I grew up at a time when the likes of Muhyyuddin were not in charge of our education system. Otherwise I would have been trapped in my kampong.
The idiocy of the new move is best illustrated by this one startling example. In 2012 when the new plan will be implemented, students in Form IV will be taught science and mathematics in Malay, after learning the two subjects in English for the past nine years. Then two years later when they will be entering Sixth Form or the Matriculation stream, they will again have to revert to English.
Pupils in the vernacular schools would have it worse. They would learn the two subjects in their mother tongue during their primary school years, then switch to Malay for the next five while in secondary school, and then switch again, this time to English, in Sixth Form and university!
Had these policymakers done their homework and diligent downstream analysis, such idiocies would not crop up. Then again this is what we would expect from our civil servants. They have been brought up with their minds bound up; they cannot think. They have depended on others to do the thinking for them.
Najib Razak’s flip-flopping on this major national issue eerily reminds me of similar indecisiveness and lack of resolve of his immediate predecessor, Abdullah Badawi. No wonder he supports Najib in this policy shift. Najib should not take comfort in that, unless he expects a similar fate as Abdullah’s. Abdullah was kicked out by his party; with Najib, it would be the voters who would be kicking him out. Public sentiments are definitely against this policy switch.
Failure of Policy Versus Failure of Implementation
The cabinet reversed course because it deemed the policy did not produce the desired results. However, in arriving at this pivotal decision the cabinet failed to address the fundamental question on whether the original policy was flawed or its implementation ineffective.
It just assumed the policy to be flawed. Muhyyuddin and his senior officers relied heavily on the 2005 UNESCO Report which suggests that “‘mother tongue first’ bilingual education” may (my emphasis) be the solution to the dilemma of members of minority linguistic groups in acquiring knowledge.
Muhyyuddin and his advisers seriously misread the Report. It was concerned primarily with the dilemma at the societal level of members of a linguistic minority having to learn the language of the majority (“national language”) versus the need to maintain linguistic diversity generally and minority languages specifically. UNESCO was rightly concerned with the rapid disappearance of languages spoken by small minority groups. The report was not addressing specifically the learning of science and mathematics.
Malay language is not at risk of disappearing; it is the native tongue of literally hundreds of millions. To extrapolate the UNESCO recommendations for Malay language is a gross oversimplification and misreading of the report.
The UNESCO Report does not address the issue of when and how best to introduce children to bilingual education. Later studies that focused specifically on the pedagogical and psychological aspects instead of the sociological and political have shown that children are quite capable of learning multiple languages at the same time. Even more remarkable is that the earlier they are exposed to a second language the more facile they would be with that language. They would also learn that second language much faster; hence second language even at preschool.
The acquisition of bilingual ability at an early age confers other significant cognitive advantages. These have been documented by clinical studies with functional MRIs (imaging studies of the brain). Malaysia should learn from these more modern studies and the experiences of more advanced societies, not from the UNESCO studies of backward tribes of Asia.
The other basis for the cabinet’s decision was ‘research’ by local half-baked and politically-oriented pseudo academics. They should be embarrassed to append their names to such a sophomoric paper. The quality is such that it will never appear in reputable journals. As for the Ministry’s own internal ‘researchers,’ remember that they came out within months of the policy’s introduction in 2003 documenting the ‘impressive’ improvements in students’ achievements!
The one major entity that would be severely impacted by the cabinet’s decision is our universities. Yet our Vice-Chancellors have remained quiet and detached in this important national debate. They have not advised the cabinet nor lead the public discussions. Again that reflects the caliber of leadership of our major institutions.
Had the cabinet decided that the policy was essentially sound but that the flaws were with its implementations, then measures other than rescinding it would be the appropriate response. This would include recruiting and training more English-speaking teachers and devoting more hours to the subject.
What surprised me is that when Mahathir introduced the policy in 2003, he was supported by his cabinet that included Najib, Muhyyuddin, Hishamuddin, and over a dozen of current ministers who now collectively voted to reverse the policy. Likewise, the policy was fully endorsed too by UMNO’s Supreme Council then. Like the cabinet, many of those earlier members are still in that body today. Yet today the Council also voted to disband the policy. Muhyyuddin, Hishamuddin and the others have yet to share with us why they changed their minds. The conditions that prompted the introduction of the policy back then are still present today. This reversal will do not change that.
Najib, Muhyyuddin and Hishamuddin are “lallang leaders,” they bend with the slightest wind change. Unlike Margaret Thatcher’s famed resolve of “This lady is not for turning,” with Najib, Muhyyuddin, et al., all you have to do to make them undertake a U turn would be to blow slightly in their faces. Blow a bit harder and they would scoot off with their tails between their legs. These leaders will never lead us forward.
This reversal will not solve the widening achievement gap between urban and rural students. The cabinet has yet to put forth new ideas on ameliorating that problem. So, just as ancient Chinese women were physically handicapped because of their bound feet, rural or more specifically Malay children will continue to be intellectually handicapped by their warped and small minds, the consequence of this policy shift. Perhaps that is the real objective of this policy reversal, the shackling of the intellectual development of our young so they will forever be dependent on their ‘leaders.’

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p/s:how i wish the govt would have opted the other direction.Sigh.

It's Monday Already???

...and I feel like rambling.....bear with me aite...

.....24 hours is just not enough for me...period.

.....2 days weekend is definitely not enough for me...period.

.....i am so tired. it has been a tiring 4 fulfilling days. will more blog more it later.

....haziq turns 29 months today...will blog about it later too.

....i am currently struggling to keep my eyes open....sigh

....im broke...broke...broke....but happy...happy...happy... ;)

....am counting all my blessings...

....is mrs sniffles this morning...hope it will go away soon..

.....is thinking deep...weighing all aspects...and soon will make the decision....haiihhh...

....wants to go back to Ipoh end of the month...hopefully..

.....is lazy to work today...

.....wish that December is just around the corner....

.....again...can't wait for December to come...it's gonna be a whole new chapter ;)

.....is missing some people...

cute right...hehehe

Toodles peeps.

Disappointed!

Read here.

Truly disappointed. Huh.

Kekenyangan???

Sebentar tadi saya makan tengahari bersama rakan baik saya Suvani. Kami bertemu di Bangkok Express, The Weld. Dah lama saya tak jumpe rakan saya ini. Jummat ini dia nak berangkat dah. Menci betul la. Tapi tadi sempat la bergossip sikit2. Sikit2 jer tak banyak sebab saya lapar tahap dewa tadi hehehe. Sekarang seperti ular sawa yang baru menelan seekor anak rusa?? lebih kurang la. Kenyangnya ooo Tuhan syukur Alhamdullilah. Suvani belikan saya fridge magnet dari Afrika Selatan. Saya suka ;) Tak sabar nak balik dan letakkan magnet itu di peti sejuk (LOL!) saya.

Esok dan Jumaat saya cuti. Tak sabar. Tapi saya bercuti bukan nak bersuka ria sebaliknya saya ada 1001 benda yang hendak dibuat. Tuhan, berilah saya kekuatan untuk melaksanakan semua tugasan2 itu. Amin.

Ok la...sampai disini sahaja coretan saya di dalam bahasa ibunda saya. Penat. Harap faham. Ohhh...saya rindukan si bam bam saya la. Tak sabar nak balik pukul 4.30 karang. Saya nak tergolek dengan dia macam gambar di bawah. Pasti menyeronokkan kan.

p/s: eh i think this time around my entry in BM has improved kan...kan... ;)

Of Transformers...Haziq....Life....This and That....

A quite lengthy post ahead I must say, just bear with me yaa...

1) Last Monday Hubster and I took leave to go on a short date. Teeeheee...I so badly wanted to watch Transformers so Hubby suggested we take one day leave to watch. I agreed although I was half-hearted and felt guilty leaving Haziq at his caretaker's place while we go huhu-haha without him. But smart Hubster said "takpe la..bukannyer selalu pun" , which is 100% true.

We watched the 11 a.m show (haha poyo kan tgk movie that early) and boy....I enjoyed the movie tremendously alright. For 2 and half hours I was like a child overly excited holding to the chair and yet trying to stay calm watching every single scene in the movie. I tried to absorb every single detail of the movie so that it will stay fresh in my mind. My chilhood hero Prime...sigh...is one dashing robot I tell ya. Ooo..and his voice....hhhhmmm. boleh tak jatuh chenta sama robot? Bumblebee was cute. Personally, I like this one compared to the first one. Although I feel Megan Fox is super duper hot but...hhhhhmmm....never mind laa. I feel like watching it again but then I don't want to leave Haziq again so will prolly wait for the DVD then ;)

macho ke tak niii???tell me...

After the movie, we had our lunch and headed straight home. In order not to feel too guilty, I brought Haziq to the pool for him to play with water to his hearts' content hehehe. Haziq so much fun that it took me quite sometime to get him out of the pool. Adehh.

2) Talking about my Haziq, last Friday Haziq was down with high fever. He started to become Mr Sniffles on Wednesday and a slight temperature, so we brought him to see his Paed. It's been awhile since we last brought him there. If I'm not mistaken the last visit was in April. Haziq's throat was already red and he was slightly wheezing. Dr Ong gave him the medicine that he needed including antibiotic. The next day he was better but then again all the kids at his caretaker's place were down with cough and flu, yup. I was so worried. Come Friday evening his temperature shot up to 39C and it won't come down at all even after I wiped him with wet cloth. Hubster and I decided to bring him to the hospital pronto. Doctor had to give him that 'bullet' thingy to be inserted into his ehem..ehem to bring down the temperature and assured us it's his tonsil that is causing the fever. Nothing to worry. Phheewwww. That night his temperature was back to normal, he could sleep but once in awhile his throat irritated and he coughed and vommited. The only good thing about that is all his phlegm comes out too, so less wheezing. Sleepless Haziq would also mean sleepless Ibu. Haaaihhhh....Today his fever has subsided totally, his cough is still there but getting better. Alhamdulillah.

3) On a happier note, today is Hubster's 31st birthday. Happy Birthday Dear. Hope you will enjoy the small-do that I've planned. Nothing fancy. Thought we should just celebrate your big day at home just the 3 of us since Haziq is still coughing.

cuppies for Hubster thanks to Olyn a.k.a Aunty Oyin according to Haziq

gedik tak dua beranak ini? (pls excuse the mess you see at the background yee..my 'bibik' mode is off for the time being hehhe

4) I haven't been blogging much on Haziq lately and I missed most of his monthly updates. My bad. Sometimes it's just too hard to keep up with his development and not to forget his cheekiness a.k.a loyar buruk. Hmmmpphhh. Will do that on a separate entry la. After all this blog is originally dedicated to Haziq hehehe. Actually I've created my own space so that I write about my ramblings and dedicate this blog only on Haziq and motherhood but....I have yet to write an entry hehe. Time management people, it's all about how you manage time ain't it. Most of the time I blame myself for not having enough time to blog. But then again a friend pointed out that everybody has 24 hours not more not less, so if others can why can't I. True indeed. So...so..so....I will have to try harder to manage my time and do it all.

5) I now have to drive myself to work...booohooo. Gone the days when I can take a short nap while we go through the SMART Tunnel. Hubster started work at a new place in July and it's far from my office. Now we have to go separately...sigh. I hate driving to work, the only thing that I like with this new arrangement is that the earlier I get to the office, the earlier I get to go home. So now, I reach my office before 7.30a.m, leave the office at 4.30pm and be at home with Haziq by 5ish....bliss :) .This is one of the many reasons why I love my current employer. The flexible hours here really suits our arrangement. Let's just hope I'll be here a long time eh...

6) I'm tired la. Tired of keeping mum when something is bothering me, when my heart is hurt. Sometimes I'm confused too. Keeping mum when I'm hurt turns out to be a wrong thing to do. The table has be turned now it looks as though as I'm the one with big ego. What gives??? Confusing??Well, join the club hahaha....

Okay enough for now, I'll continue some other time aite. Take care peeps.

Love

zai

It's Been A While

....since I last blog.

I've blogged numerous time in my mind but failed to transfer them to the blog. Plain lazy I guess. Typical excuse huh.

Will try blog more after this. Got news to share, pictures to share.....aarrgghhh I need more time.Period!

Toodles ;)

What Would You Do?

When things are not going the way you wanted it to go, what do you do?

You bravely face the situation?
You run and hide in your room?
You run to your friends and pour your hearts out?
You keep it to yourself and try to find a solution?
Go to your family?
You cry yourself to sleep?
You blog?

What would you do?


Toodles peeps :)

Anak Ayah...

I was on MC yesterday. I felt dizzy and light-headed so decided to stay at home with the little one.

We were cuddling and tergolek-ing in front of the idiot box when I suddenly asked him,

Me : Haziq, awak anak sape?

Haziq: Anak Ayah (nonchalantly while watching Little Einstein)

Me: Ha???Not anak Ibu too???

Haziq : Shook his head.

Determined not to give up on this I asked again.

Me: Haziq anak Ibu too kan.

Haziq: Again he shook his head.

Me: Ok.fine...next time nak milk ask Ayah to make for you ok.

Haziq: Shook his head again "No, Ibu wat"

Me: ????????

No matter how hard/firm Hubby can sometimes be on him, he still adores his Ayah. Hhhhmmppphhh. Tak aci nihhh. Ibu jealous. But I do like to see both of them together. How Haziq look up to his Ayah, how he wakes his Ayah up in the morning, it's cute I tell ya, How he ask for his Ayah when Hubby is at work. I love the father-son bond they're having. It can surely make me smile :)