" If I could paint…."
If I could paint the sky above…
And painted the rainbows
Between the mountains
I could cycle-up happily !!
If I could paint the blue ocean…
And painted the shiny waving waves
I'll be walking peacefully
Along the beach with you !!
If I could paint the dark night….
And painted millions of sparkling stars
You and I'll be in a happy mood
Together with the smiling moon !!
If I could paint the morning dawn….
And painted the beauty of the sun rises
I'll let everybody knows
We've found the happiness !!
Created by,
Sjamsuri Abd. Razak
esdije@ymail.com
http://mekarnyabunga.blogspot.com
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
If it rained to night !
" If it rained to night !
If it rained to night….
You've to let me know
I'll come home
To warm you !
If it rained to night….
You've to let me know
I'll send the dream
To cheer you !
If it rained to night….
You've to let me know
I'll sing the song
To cherish you !
If it rained to night….
You've to let me know
I'll pray and ask the Creator
To protect you !
Created by,
Sjamsuri Abd. Razak
esdije@ymail.com
http://mekarnyabunga.blogspot.com
If it rained to night….
You've to let me know
I'll come home
To warm you !
If it rained to night….
You've to let me know
I'll send the dream
To cheer you !
If it rained to night….
You've to let me know
I'll sing the song
To cherish you !
If it rained to night….
You've to let me know
I'll pray and ask the Creator
To protect you !
Created by,
Sjamsuri Abd. Razak
esdije@ymail.com
http://mekarnyabunga.blogspot.com
I couldn't say it....
" I couldn't say it…. "
( My dearest mother….)
I couldn't say it….
Or utterly my love
And warmth feeling
To you Mum !
I couldn't say it….
As the tongue
Was tightened
With tears !
I couldn't say it….
Or to let you hear openly
As I have no voice
And let you know
The sound of love !
I couldn't say it….
As the love
You showered on me
Is greater
Than I do !
Created by,
Sjamsuri Abd. Razak
esdije@ymail.com
http://mekarnyabunga.blogspot.com
( My dearest mother….)
I couldn't say it….
Or utterly my love
And warmth feeling
To you Mum !
I couldn't say it….
As the tongue
Was tightened
With tears !
I couldn't say it….
Or to let you hear openly
As I have no voice
And let you know
The sound of love !
I couldn't say it….
As the love
You showered on me
Is greater
Than I do !
Created by,
Sjamsuri Abd. Razak
esdije@ymail.com
http://mekarnyabunga.blogspot.com
Let me make you happy !
" Let me make you happy ! "
( My dearest mother…. )
Let me….
Hold your hands Mum
And never let it go
As I was a child !
Let me….
Kissed your hands Mum
Forehead and cheek
As you did to me !
Let me….
Hold and hug you Mum
And make you
Warm and happy !
Let me….
Make your food and drink Mum
As you are hungry
And thirsty !
Let me….
Whispered to you Mum
I longed your loved and healthiness
And the golden heart of yours !
Created by,
Sjamsuri Abd. Razak
esdije@ymail.com
http://mekarnyabunga.blogspot.com/
( My dearest mother…. )
Let me….
Hold your hands Mum
And never let it go
As I was a child !
Let me….
Kissed your hands Mum
Forehead and cheek
As you did to me !
Let me….
Hold and hug you Mum
And make you
Warm and happy !
Let me….
Make your food and drink Mum
As you are hungry
And thirsty !
Let me….
Whispered to you Mum
I longed your loved and healthiness
And the golden heart of yours !
Created by,
Sjamsuri Abd. Razak
esdije@ymail.com
http://mekarnyabunga.blogspot.com/
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Don't let me cry...!!
" Don't let me cry…!! "
( Once I did tell my dearest students… )
Don't let me cry…
To see you wandering
Along the busy street
Asking for food !!
Don't let me cry…
To see you wandering
Along the busy street
Asking for money !!
But...
I could be a happy man
Walking along the busy street
To see you selling burger
Fruits, noodles and fried rice
Or fries at least
And become a businessman !!
And remembered the words
I told you daily
Forget not what you've learned
That's what
I want to see !!
Created by,
Sjamsuri Abd. Razak
esdije@ymail.com
http://esdije2me.wordpress.com
( Once I did tell my dearest students… )
Don't let me cry…
To see you wandering
Along the busy street
Asking for food !!
Don't let me cry…
To see you wandering
Along the busy street
Asking for money !!
But...
I could be a happy man
Walking along the busy street
To see you selling burger
Fruits, noodles and fried rice
Or fries at least
And become a businessman !!
And remembered the words
I told you daily
Forget not what you've learned
That's what
I want to see !!
Created by,
Sjamsuri Abd. Razak
esdije@ymail.com
http://esdije2me.wordpress.com
Saturday, December 6, 2008
The last called....
" The last called..."
The last called
You sent to me
Saying you wanted to meet
But I couldn't make it !!
The last called
You sent to me
Saying you wanted some guidance
To the place you didn't know !!
The last called
You sent to me
Saying about the `M'
That I lent it to you !!
The last called
You sent to me
I was at the boarding school
And you too
Transferred to another place
We couldn't meet again !!
Was it my fault !!
( In memories of my ever best friends
Who has returned to the Creator
And may Allah bless you !! )
Created by,
Sjamsuri Abd. Razak
esdije@ymail.com
http://mekarnyabunga.blogspot.com
The last called
You sent to me
Saying you wanted to meet
But I couldn't make it !!
The last called
You sent to me
Saying you wanted some guidance
To the place you didn't know !!
The last called
You sent to me
Saying about the `M'
That I lent it to you !!
The last called
You sent to me
I was at the boarding school
And you too
Transferred to another place
We couldn't meet again !!
Was it my fault !!
( In memories of my ever best friends
Who has returned to the Creator
And may Allah bless you !! )
Created by,
Sjamsuri Abd. Razak
esdije@ymail.com
http://mekarnyabunga.blogspot.com
Monday, December 1, 2008
Sometimes...
" Sometimes… "
( When I was a child )
Sometimes I was wondering
Looking at the sky
And the clouds were moving!!
Sometimes I was wondering
While travelling with family
Looking at the sky
They were chasing me !!
Sometimes I was wondering
Looking at the sky
And why….
It made me happy !!
Created by,
Sjamsuri Abd. Razak
esdije@ymail.com
http://mekarnyabunga.blogspot.com
( When I was a child )
Sometimes I was wondering
Looking at the sky
And the clouds were moving!!
Sometimes I was wondering
While travelling with family
Looking at the sky
They were chasing me !!
Sometimes I was wondering
Looking at the sky
And why….
It made me happy !!
Created by,
Sjamsuri Abd. Razak
esdije@ymail.com
http://mekarnyabunga.blogspot.com
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Lagu " Pop 60' an "
" Ayah bonda ku menunggu
Yang selalu aku rindu
Selaluku nanti masa
Bilakah dapat bersua…."
Seandainya anda sebaya usia dengan saya, pastinya akan menyedari dan mengingati bahawa bait-bait di atas adalah sebuah lagu lama. Lagu Pop 60'an dan penyanyi berkumpulan ini berasal dari Singapura. Dan saya adalah seorang penggemar lagu di tahun-tahun berkenaan.
Percaya atau tidak, hampir setiap hari sebelum berakhir waktu persekolahan saya dan beberapa orang rakan akan menyanyikan beberapa buah lagu. Tanpa rasa malu saya dan sahabat saya Harris, khususnya tanpa rasa segan akan menyahut cabaran guru.
Yang menghairankan saya sehingga kini bahawa saya adalah seorang yang pemalu dan pendiam. Keberanian kami mengalahkan pelajar-pelajar perempuan…. Bersyair dan berpantun di dalam kelas sudah menjadi perkara biasa kepada kami… And I didn't know why !!
Namun, segalanya tinggal kenangan kini…. Apa yang pasti bakat tersebut telah saya suburkan kepada bekas pelajar-pelajar saya.
And if you're one of them…… can you still remember me !!
Ditulis oleh,
Sjamsuri Abd. Razak
esdije@ymail.com
http://mekarnyabunga.blogspot.com
Yang selalu aku rindu
Selaluku nanti masa
Bilakah dapat bersua…."
Seandainya anda sebaya usia dengan saya, pastinya akan menyedari dan mengingati bahawa bait-bait di atas adalah sebuah lagu lama. Lagu Pop 60'an dan penyanyi berkumpulan ini berasal dari Singapura. Dan saya adalah seorang penggemar lagu di tahun-tahun berkenaan.
Percaya atau tidak, hampir setiap hari sebelum berakhir waktu persekolahan saya dan beberapa orang rakan akan menyanyikan beberapa buah lagu. Tanpa rasa malu saya dan sahabat saya Harris, khususnya tanpa rasa segan akan menyahut cabaran guru.
Yang menghairankan saya sehingga kini bahawa saya adalah seorang yang pemalu dan pendiam. Keberanian kami mengalahkan pelajar-pelajar perempuan…. Bersyair dan berpantun di dalam kelas sudah menjadi perkara biasa kepada kami… And I didn't know why !!
Namun, segalanya tinggal kenangan kini…. Apa yang pasti bakat tersebut telah saya suburkan kepada bekas pelajar-pelajar saya.
And if you're one of them…… can you still remember me !!
Ditulis oleh,
Sjamsuri Abd. Razak
esdije@ymail.com
http://mekarnyabunga.blogspot.com
Teaching Mathematics to Learning Disabilities..
Teaching Mathematics to learning disabilities is a big challenge, but somehow I liked it very much. In fact I make it like a hobby. And every morning, during the school's day I'll give each student a card with questions written on it. They have to rewrite the questions on the board and have to answer them.
I was wondering what the students will do, next. And as usual, they just copied down the questions; looking at each other…"Hmm, it's easy, we have done it yesterday. We did it so many times before ," someone said. And others, will just followed and copied… Without even thinking whether it was correct or wrong!! Just like a parrot !
I liked to see their reaction. I wanted to find their weakness and why they had made mistakes. After they had finished their worked, then we had a discussion. And usually I'll give another five to eight questions as a written work, inside their exercise books.
I've done this for the passed twelve years . And I'm keep on experimenting on how to teach Mathematics for the Special Children and I am quite happy with it. Moreover some of them are much better than the normal students.
Written by,
Sjamsuri Abd. Razak
esdije@ymail.com
http://mekarnyabunga.blogspot.com
I was wondering what the students will do, next. And as usual, they just copied down the questions; looking at each other…"Hmm, it's easy, we have done it yesterday. We did it so many times before ," someone said. And others, will just followed and copied… Without even thinking whether it was correct or wrong!! Just like a parrot !
I liked to see their reaction. I wanted to find their weakness and why they had made mistakes. After they had finished their worked, then we had a discussion. And usually I'll give another five to eight questions as a written work, inside their exercise books.
I've done this for the passed twelve years . And I'm keep on experimenting on how to teach Mathematics for the Special Children and I am quite happy with it. Moreover some of them are much better than the normal students.
Written by,
Sjamsuri Abd. Razak
esdije@ymail.com
http://mekarnyabunga.blogspot.com
Friday, November 28, 2008
The Old Building
" The Old Building "
Every moment I passed by
And walking along the lonely lane
Seeing the Great Old Building
My Alma Mater
Loneliness creeping up…!!
I was there once
Praying along the corridor.
Every moment I passed by
Looking at the greenness field
That I used to play on
Kicking and chasing the balls
And running where about
Thirty-six years ago !!
Every moment I passed by
Looking at the flagpole
Remembering the same old stories
The lovely Green Lady
That I couldn't sleep at night!
Every moment I passed by
My Alma Mater
I'll keep on singing …..
The Green Green Grass of Home !!
Created by,
Sjamsuri Abd. Razak
esdije@gmail.com
http://mekarnyabunga.blogspot.com
Every moment I passed by
And walking along the lonely lane
Seeing the Great Old Building
My Alma Mater
Loneliness creeping up…!!
I was there once
Praying along the corridor.
Every moment I passed by
Looking at the greenness field
That I used to play on
Kicking and chasing the balls
And running where about
Thirty-six years ago !!
Every moment I passed by
Looking at the flagpole
Remembering the same old stories
The lovely Green Lady
That I couldn't sleep at night!
Every moment I passed by
My Alma Mater
I'll keep on singing …..
The Green Green Grass of Home !!
Created by,
Sjamsuri Abd. Razak
esdije@gmail.com
http://mekarnyabunga.blogspot.com
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Thanks, my dear students !!
Menjawat jawatan guru , bukanlah cita-citaku… Tetapi setelah menghampiri penghujung perjawatan tersebut, itulah perjawatan yang paling aku cintai… Allah Maha Mengetahui dan aku tidak dapat menolak takdirNya!
Di penghujung karier ini, betapa ramainya bekas pelajar-pelajarku yang telah mendapat bimbingan daripadaku… Dan tentunya aku berasa gembira… Di kalangan mereka ada yang berjawatan tinggi, ada yang mewakili negara dalam sukan dan berjaya di peringkat antarabangsa.
Aku, guru yang dilupakan tetapi pelajar-pelajarku telah memertabatkan maruahku!!
Thanks, my dear students!!
Di penghujung karier ini, betapa ramainya bekas pelajar-pelajarku yang telah mendapat bimbingan daripadaku… Dan tentunya aku berasa gembira… Di kalangan mereka ada yang berjawatan tinggi, ada yang mewakili negara dalam sukan dan berjaya di peringkat antarabangsa.
Aku, guru yang dilupakan tetapi pelajar-pelajarku telah memertabatkan maruahku!!
Thanks, my dear students!!
Loneliness
" Loneliness "
Loneliness…..
Is when one have nobody to talk to
To share the feeling
To fill the emptiness
At that moment.
Loneliness…..
Is when one have no desire
To create happiness
To be creative
Thus you're alone.
Loneliness…..
Is when nobody understand you
Trying to cheer
And be supportive
And made you laughed.
Loneliness…..
Is when one feel neglected
Nobody is beside you
To hear the voice
And songs of the heart !!
Created by,
Sjamsuri
Loneliness…..
Is when one have nobody to talk to
To share the feeling
To fill the emptiness
At that moment.
Loneliness…..
Is when one have no desire
To create happiness
To be creative
Thus you're alone.
Loneliness…..
Is when nobody understand you
Trying to cheer
And be supportive
And made you laughed.
Loneliness…..
Is when one feel neglected
Nobody is beside you
To hear the voice
And songs of the heart !!
Created by,
Sjamsuri
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Airee, pelajarku..!!
14 November 2008, hari Jumaat adalah hari persekolahan terakhir tiga orang pelajar saya di Kelas Masalah Pembelajaran. Mereka ialah Airee, Shahril dan Siti Nurul Norsyahirah. Mereka telah bersama dengan saya sejak lima tahun yang lalu.
Airee dan Siti Nurul Norsyahierah adalah dua orang pelajar disleksia. Manakala Shahril pula pelajar Slow Learner. Ketika datang ke kelas saya dulu, apabila disuruh membaca, Airee pastinya akan berpeluh-peluh. Dan pastinya menjadi bahan gurauan saya…." Hai, belum apa-apa dah berpeluh Airee….!!"
Ketika di Pulau Pinang, semasa mewakili pasukan Negeri Sembilan dalam program MTAQ, beliau mengambil bahagian dalam bahagian bercerita. Oleh kerana gilirannya agak lambat, suasana dan keadaan hotel di mana pertandingan diadakan agak panas dan kurang selesa, Airee mula resah…
" Cikgu, boleh tak saya tak ambil bahagian? " Hm…what should I do?
" Apa nak takutkan Airee, buatlah macam biasa.. " Saya mententeramkannya.
Ketika waktu rehat saya mengambil kesempatan dengan menyuruh Airee berlatih bercerita di tempat pertandingan sebenarnya. Di situ tidak tidak ada peserta-peserta lain kecuali saya dan pelajar-pelajar saya.
Airee, Airee…. Kini ia seorang pelajar yang berkeyakinan, aktif dan serba boleh. Ia boleh membaca dengan baik. Tahap Matematiknya sungguh baik.. May be much better than some of the normal students!!
Airee, Airee…. I can still remembered my last day at school, a boarding school in Perak.
Airee dan Siti Nurul Norsyahierah adalah dua orang pelajar disleksia. Manakala Shahril pula pelajar Slow Learner. Ketika datang ke kelas saya dulu, apabila disuruh membaca, Airee pastinya akan berpeluh-peluh. Dan pastinya menjadi bahan gurauan saya…." Hai, belum apa-apa dah berpeluh Airee….!!"
Ketika di Pulau Pinang, semasa mewakili pasukan Negeri Sembilan dalam program MTAQ, beliau mengambil bahagian dalam bahagian bercerita. Oleh kerana gilirannya agak lambat, suasana dan keadaan hotel di mana pertandingan diadakan agak panas dan kurang selesa, Airee mula resah…
" Cikgu, boleh tak saya tak ambil bahagian? " Hm…what should I do?
" Apa nak takutkan Airee, buatlah macam biasa.. " Saya mententeramkannya.
Ketika waktu rehat saya mengambil kesempatan dengan menyuruh Airee berlatih bercerita di tempat pertandingan sebenarnya. Di situ tidak tidak ada peserta-peserta lain kecuali saya dan pelajar-pelajar saya.
Airee, Airee…. Kini ia seorang pelajar yang berkeyakinan, aktif dan serba boleh. Ia boleh membaca dengan baik. Tahap Matematiknya sungguh baik.. May be much better than some of the normal students!!
Airee, Airee…. I can still remembered my last day at school, a boarding school in Perak.
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