Bazaar Food Galore

Most common question that I got when my friends and I went food hunting at the Ramadhan Bazaar in Kampung Raja - Eh! Only that?

Well 'that' was either yong tau foo or fried kueyteow.Only. Alternately. Sound like someone is trying to take advantage of the fasting month to lose a few pounds when in honesty, 2 days of hell sobered me up.

It happened on the 5th day of Ramadhan when I was stuck with a serious bout of food poisoning that rendered me speechless since I was puking my guts out. I even puked the plain water that I drank to keep the food down. The toilet became my 'favourite' hang out place for one whole day and I had to lose 2 days of fasting grr.... and that wasn't even added up to the usual red flag days. The first day I was sick I was stubborn and still went to school. Halfway during school time, I caved in and slept at the school sick bay which was proven not such a wise idea since my 'kids' kept popping in and out of the sick bay to visit. If that was not good enough I was hit by high fever by noon. That day I could only eat plain bread and nothing else.

Still went to the doc and he gave me 2 days off which I didn't use since I already told the kids that I would be teaching them how to make a wizard's hat and they were eager, I have to admit I was eager too. The next day, my tummy was still sick but went to school with a very dizzy head. Good thing Serine had some instant porridge and that's the only thing I could eat without throwing up again.

Of course those 2 days kept on haunting me each time I went to the bazaar and look at the dishes for rice since my downfall that day happened to be beef cooked in coconut milk. I kept picturing the leftover food from the day before being recycled for today. And of course all the sudden my tummy would kind of remind me how it would feel to spend the time in the toilet again. Scary. In the end I only buy food that was seen cooked at the venue. Yeah yeah, food poisoning could happen just anytime and anywhere but it doesn't hurt to be cautious.

My practical will end this Thursday. My friends and I at the school are already treated like some kind of celebrity with us being hoarded with pupils who ask for our address and phone number - which I doubt that they would even use. Found myself hanging out with year 6 pupils and showing them Jdramas through my laptop, hehehe.

The end of this week will be bittersweet...

My WItches and Wizards

Yesterday was my final observation with my lecturer. I'm starting to teach them 'Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone' which I plan to teach that until my practical ends end of this month. They love learning it - so far, I love teaching it. All in all, we enjoy it a lot - so far. Though anyway, it was yesterday when I did the role play for the Sorting Hat Poem, I took the pictures of the role-player today. They are so darn cute. But I guess this is the only job where I could have mixed emotions on my pupils. It is a cross between strangling-killing-laughing like crazy-pinching their cheeks. I love it, hehehe.

Tomorrow is the beginning of Ramadhan. I already said my goodbye to the canteen workers. Uwahhh my heart is heavy already. My other friend, Serine kept on going to her beloved 3 Bestari - yes, the class with legendary reputation. They are not that good in academic but they are mighty protective of their teacher Serine. They even chased a bee all over the class because teacher Serine was scared of it. So cute!!! Uwahh... but tomorrow is my observation for music class for 3 Bestari. Sure die one *_*

These are my year 5 Arif pupils - not the ones who were responsible for the bus-stop and woman bench crack. I'll put up their pictures later.

From l to r: Hufflepuff representative (Mariam), poem reciter (Muaz - I so love locking him under the stairs, hehehe), Slytherin rep (Zaki), the sorting hat (Aizad), Ravenclaw rep (Atiq) and Gryffindor rep (Faris)

5 Arif 2007

*Click at the piccies to enlarge pictures

Quote of the Day

OTI 5 ended today - so did UPSR. Basically OTI is the exam prepared by Terengganu Education Department for primary school pupils. I've managed to finish my marking today and well... I can't help but to highlight some of quite amusing sentences that I've come across.

1. Ali is wearing a bus stop.
2. I am sorry mother I am a bus stop.
3. The woman holding a tree is a bench.
4. Woman is in the tree.
5. Makcik Na is my woman cap.

And suddenly, there was this:-

Mak saya nak makan nasi ayam goreng yang enak sekali ye. nanti saya balik pukul sebelas empat puluh lima nanti.
Ayah jangan lupa ambil saya di sekolah. Ayah masuk kedalam di depan kelas saya enam B dekat pondok jaga ye.
yang benar
...........................

I could kill the kid already. THAT WAS ENGLISH PAPER!!!!!!!

edit: Baru sedar, one of the pupils were actually trying to bodek me by writing - Cikgu Nadiah yang disayangi on paper 1 & Saya sayang Cikgu Nadiah on paper 2. No extra marks for that Hamidah, sorry.

Filling a balloon full of my small dreams ^_^

Its the weekend.
Feels like it's been months since my last weekend.
Of courselah, I would be exaggerating if I said that.

Last week we only had a day weekend - since Besut needs to exchange for schooldays during the upcoming Eid in October. Oh well, tomorrow's the last of the 'ganti' then I'm off to spend my 2 days weekend.

So far the practical session drags. Have to write the 4 to 5 pages of lesson plan by hand, prepares the worksheet and teaching aids for the day after since our supervisor might pop in any day soon. The KH girls at my school already received their surprise when their supervisor came to the school without any warning - it was a sobering and jolting experience.

Just to keep my head clear, watched Tohoshinki's Balloon video clip. As one of my friends said, this is the only group she know to have too many AKAs and abbreviations. Dongbashinki, DBSK, DBSG, Tohoshinki, TVXQ - many names, same group.



The song makes me want to go back to my childhood. Well actually back to my secondary school time. We were as 'terencat' as that back then. I still remember 'the puppet show' we did from the girl's hostel corridor for the boys in 'AT' were making their way to the hall for their communication arabic paper. The lyric and translation can be found here.

Short term goal - find a way to drill the word 'communication' and the spelling for telephone, television, radio and computer into the mind of my pupils. Anyway, this is not meant as a laughable case.

First Day at School

For one I did not get to act like Yankumi by:-

Giving one heck of a 'poyo' speech during an introduction in a school assembly

Being threatened bodily by a student

Landed herself to a class that no one wants
Kick and punch a group of thugs who stole money from her student until they were unconscious
So anyway, my first day for the internship was okay. Have to get used to being alone in the room, and being the only one - a tonyok does not count - at the floor wing, I found myself keep waking up every single hour just because it's too quiet around. Za and Linda moved out to Wakaf Tengah, Za's grandparents' house. Sure miss both of them, huhuhu.