Thursday, October 8, 2009

Students' masterpiece

Congratulation to 4PT for working hard to come out with the scrapbooks!Remember you can if you think you can.

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Report of Activities Carried Out by Societies / Clubs

Good morning teachers and friends,

I, as the president of school Drama Club would like to take the opportunity to inform you about this club and its activities.

Let me begin by explaining the objectives of our club which was formed early this year by our teacher advisor, Madam Kate Moss. Our objectives are to enable the members to build up confidence, to get them to improve their English and finally, to allow them to learn to mix with others.

For your information, early this year we had only twenty members but at present, the number has increased to fifty. This shows that our club has attracted many students. However, I would like to encourage more students to become members so that a bigger number will get the benefits it brings.

There are many reasons why you should not think twice about joining. The activities planned targeted to help you achieve the objectives I have already mentioned. Among others, we are going to hold inter-class competition for all forms. For the PMR classes, the competition will be held two weeks after the examination ended.
We shall also organize a trip to watch a theatre at Balai Budaya Kuala Lumpur. Members will be given a chance to watch a famous local play titled “ Puteri Gunung Ledang”. If we receive good responses from members, we shall have another trip before end of the year.

Another interesting activity will be drama workshop conducted by well-known actors and actresses like Fauziah Nawi, Marlia Musa, Rosyam Nor and Jit Murad. BCB Berhad has been generous to sponsor this workshop which shall be held at Prime City Hotel. Munchies Sdn Bhd has also willing to co-sponsor and they have agreed to provide free T-Shirts and stationeries to all participants.

I really hope that many of you present today will register as members. I believe our activities can bring a lot of benefits to you.
Last but not least, before I end my speech, I would like to thank you for listening to me.

Was written by Fuzie in 2006

We Should Keep Our River Clean

River is the source of life. We get protein from the fish we caught in it. We also use its water for drinking, washing and bathing. Furthermore, the electric we get to power our electrical items at home, offices and factories, is also derived from it. Even the farmer uses its water for farming.

We are so dependent on the river that we feel uneasy when the rain does not fall for a long stretch of time. We will begin to see the Imam leading a prayer asking for rain from Allah.

There are times when we feel fear of the river. What if the rain continues to fall for days in row? We are reluctant to see the water level increasing fast and over flooding the road, then the village and finally the whole city. We dare not think of the damage it may bring to us. We do not want to think about the lost it may incur.

Yet, have we ever thought of the harm we have laid upon our rivers? What have we done to save the marine lives which have been there longer than most of us? Have we stopped the developers and loggers from cutting the trees by its side? Have we punished the industrialists for dumping waste in it as they like?

We, who named ourselves human beings, the caliph of the earth, who differ from the animals because we have brain, have for so many years been destroying the river consciously for the sake of development.
It is high time now for us to begin cleaning our river. It is not too late as a proverb goes “It’s better late than never”.

Let us plant some trees along the river banks so that its bank will stay intact for thousand of years to come. Let us collect all the debris floating in the river so as to enable the fish and its like to move swiftly along their dwellings. Let us put a halt on any attempts to throw waste into our rivers in order to allow the plankton and other aquatic plants grow proudly. Let us keep our river clean for the generations to come so they can savour the beauty of our Malaysia and taste its sweet lovely water.

Most important of all let us lift fear from our heart and instill only love for our rivers.

By fuzie
9 Jan 2006

A Visit To Rantau Abang

Last August , I went to Rantau Abang to watch turtle lay eggs . I arrived at the beach at 10 p.m. I waited with a group of tourists.It was quite cold but there was a bright moon.

At 1 a.m. , a turtle came out of the sea. I kept very quiet. The tourists kept very quiet too.We did not want to frighten the turtle away.The turtle crawled up the beach and selected a spot. It began to dig a hole with its front flippers.When the hole was deep enough,it laid its egg in the hole. It laid many eggs.I could now go near the turtle. When it had finished laying its eggs,it covered the hole with sand and slowly crawled back to the sea.

The guide explained that very few turtles came to lay eggs anymore. Many turtles which were caught in fishing nets were killed by fishermen. Most of the turtle eggs were collected and sold by the local people.

Malaysian Culture: A letter to pen-pal

99 Jalan Setia,
Taman Setia,
86200 Simpang Rengam,

6 October 2009

Dear Jeannette,
I am glad that your brother came home for Christmas. Your mum must have been delighted to see him after for so many years. Travel must have transformed him both physically and spiritually. I, myself have seen changes on my eldest brother when he retuned from his studies in Germany seven years ago. He has matured and more responsible. Sometimes I miss the bubbly side of him which seems to have disappeared since he has to take charge almost five thousands workers working under him. He is getting married soon. I really hope that he will resume his cheerfulness once he has children.
So, your brother’s presence must have been the best Christmas gift ever for you and your mum. Here in my country, I celebrate” Hari Raya” or better known among the European Muslims as Eidul Fitr. Unlike your Christmas, Hari Raya is not celebrated on the same date every year because the calculation of the date is based on the Islamic lunar calendar. It falls on the first of Syawal.
However, we are obliged to fast for a month in Ramadhan. Ramadhan is the ninth month in the calendar. Daily fasts begin at dawn and ends with sunset. Special nightly prayers called, Taraweeh prayers are held. The entire Quran is recited in these prayers in Mosques all around the world. This month provides an opportunity for Muslims to get closer to God. This is a month when a Muslim should try to speak no evil, hear no evil, do no evil and look to Allah with fear and hope.
What I like about fasting month is the abundance of food. My mum usually cooks about three special dishes but since our neighbours enjoy extending their generosity, our table is very quickly filled up. Fortunately, there are eight of us in the house. Otherwise, all the lovely delicacies may go to waste. My mum then shows gratitude by giving them some of her cooking. So almost everyone in the village is savouring a variety kinds of food cooked at different houses.
When the last week of Ramadhan approaches, every member of my family is busy preparing for the day of festival. My father who never favours shopping hands the task to his financial adviser, my mum. She is very smart. She gives each of us some amount of money, with a list of some dos and don’ts, and drives us to the mall to buy two pairs of new outfits and other things we need. She then leaves us to do her own shopping spree and comes back two hours later.
Unlike most of the kampong folks, my mum never bakes her own cake or biscuits for Hari Raya. As she is a teacher who devotes 18 hours a day on schoolwork, she refuses to stay coop in the kitchen after work. She prefers to join the Taraweeh prayer and recite the Quran, making sure that all of us tag behind her.
My task is the most interesting one. I am assigned to light up oil lamps along the street in front of my house. It is a beautiful sight to behold at night. My sisters Rina and Lia are expected to fill up the beautiful glass jars with tarts, brownies, ginger biscuits, chocolates and sweets. Meanwhile my brothers must mow the lawn, hang new curtains, wipe the window panes, wash my parents’ cars and rearrange the furniture in the house. All these however are done under my mum’s strict supervision. My dad is not exempted. He sits on an armchair at the verandah of our house weaving the coconut leave into “ketupat” cases which is filled with rice on the eve of Hari Raya. My mum usually boils them for four hours in a pot full of plain water. The “ketupat” is ready to be eaten in the following morning.
On Hari Raya, my mum is the first to wake up. My mum begins preparing special meat and vegetable dishes to be eaten with “ketupat”. The next person to wake up is my father, who then summons us to leave the bed, to bathe and to get ready. My dad, then, can be seen helping my mum in the kitchen. They are a great team.
Once ready, the six of us ask for forgiveness from our parents and then we head to grand mosque on foot since it is only twenty metres away from our house to perform a special morning prayer. Men, women and children attend the prayer. We give out a special charity, known as Zakatul-fitr prior to the prayer. After that, we go home and enjoy the wonderful meals my mum prepares. We spend the rest of the day visiting relatives and friends. I love this visiting part as I receive some pocket money and I can eat almost everything served by the hosts.
Well, Jeannette, I am sure you will enjoy our festival as much as you enjoy Christmas. Hari Raya is a day of joy, a day to forgive and forget and a day to bring a family, relatives and neighbours closer. See you in the next letter. Please write as soon as you can. Take care. Bye.

Your pen-pal,