SPM- Suspen whoaa....

What do you  like or not like about SPM results? 

SPM results give hope. Hope for a better future. Hope for being able to hope. It is an indicator on your achievement as parents and the decisions that you have made or helped to make, as parents.

Afiqah is my third child. Even since she was young, she proved to be my brightest-cognitively. She could read at the age of 4 and she was always in the top ten~ during her primary years. She loves Mathematics. After joining KUMON at the age of 11, her interest in Maths grew immensely.

Naturally, after scoring 5As in her UPSR,she dreamt of going to a boarding school. But entering boarding school was not easy. We tried MRSM. She got in as a second intake. To cut a long story short, I was not sure if it was her, the school or us or all three- her PT3 was not impressive. Although the A's were there, Bs and even a D were also there. But being a science based college, inevitable, she had to take the science stream. She had to brave through IGCSE and managed to pass all her subjects with B's, C's and even an E. The father was really disappointed and I was just thankful that she could pass all her subjects but we learnt not to put high hopes or pressure her. 

Nonetheless, is there a mother who is not worried about the future of her daughter? I saw her hard work (just like previous years) and I witnessed her struggle but honest to Allah, I dare not hope. I have my plan. If she gives good results, she will do this and that and if she doesn't , then she will go for this and that. I have all lined up in my mind. But of course, everything is up to her approval.

Someone else is also happy for her!

The day came..15th March 2018. I took a day off, the father took a day off too. We departed at 7.45am. By 10.30am, results of others started to pour into the whatsapp groups. I was already nervous but tried to keep my cool. I knew I could just texted for the results but I wanted to know it together with her. We arrived at the school at around 11.45am but after clearing the fees which we totally forgot about, we proceeded to the results counter. I was very pleased to see that she managed to get 2A+, 1A, 2A-, 2B+ and 2B. She even scored B+ for her Chemistry and a B for her Biology-a subject which she hated most.

I was in tears and I was so thankful that I hugged her many times. 

Suddenly, the future seems promising. She could even do the courses that she wants like Mathematics or Accounting. 

All a mother could ever hope for is to see a promising future for her daughter and of course her happiness. That matters the most! 

Dengan belas kasihan Allah SWT, Allah memberi apa yang kita minta..kita cuma perlu bersabar dan yakin denganNya.

When the wind is no longer beneath the wings....

I have served Politeknik Port Dickson for more than two years now. In that duration, Allah has given me the opportunity to witness a few amazing incidents of joys and sorrows. One of them taught me about real love. You know when someone posted their anniversary on FB or insta and you being a good follower, will wish them well, normally the one that says: May Allah bless you till Jannah..But rarely do you realise the meaning of the phrase. In Ramadhan 2016, two of my good friends,lost their partners. Enab lost her husband and Tn Hj Asri lost his wife.

I don't really know them at that time. I wasn't that close to Enab and I spoke to Tn Hj Asri only on official matters. I had only been in office for about three months and was still learning and trying to blend in. Enab's lost affected me and I learnt about the real meaning of  till death do us part and the consequence of that phrase.  I remembered her tears, and  her sobs and I could feel her sadness. In tears, she asked those who gave their condolences to forgive her husband if he had wronged them in anyway. Often,while trying to hold her sobs,she lamented that she had lost him. Anyone who saw her would feel her sorrow. I could feel that she loved him so dearly and that part of her was gone. It was an image that will stick in my mind for eternity. 

I anticipated that Enab will probably need about a month to come to term with the sudden lost but to my surprise, she took only two weeks to return to her usual routine. However,  after the lost, Enab was never the same. For quite some time, she walked with the sadden eyes. She smiled but the radiance was not there. She lost some weight and the zest of life simply disappeared. 

This Ramadhan 2018, it  will be two years since the passing of Enab's husband and Tn HJ Asri's wife. Enab is way better now. When she smiles, her eyes smile with her. She drowned herself in work and I often praised her for her contribution and her dedication to her work. She is a true role model to the young lecturers and occasionally, when I am lucky, I will hear her laugh-heartily.

When the wind is no longer beneath the wings, the bird will flap her wings and still soar-.....higher and stronger.