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Wednesday, May 21, 2008
A mother can be almost any size or any age, but she won't admit to anything over thirty. A mother has soft hands and smells good. A mother likes new dresses, music, a clean house, her children's kisses, an automatic washer and Daddy.
A mother doesn't like having her children sick, muddy feet, temper tantrums, loud noise or bad report cards. A mother can read a thermometer (much to the amazement of Daddy) and like magic, can kiss a hurt away.
A mother can bake good cakes and pies but likes to see her children eat vegetables. A mother can stuff a fat baby into a snowsuit in seconds and can kiss sad little faces and make them smile.
A mother is underpaid, has long hours and gets very little rest. She worries too much about her children but she says she doesn't mind at all. And no matter how old her children are, she still likes to think of them as her little babies.
She is the guardian angel of the family, the queen, the tender hand of love. A mother is the best friend anyone ever had. A mother is love
A mother doesn't like having her children sick, muddy feet, temper tantrums, loud noise or bad report cards. A mother can read a thermometer (much to the amazement of Daddy) and like magic, can kiss a hurt away.
A mother can bake good cakes and pies but likes to see her children eat vegetables. A mother can stuff a fat baby into a snowsuit in seconds and can kiss sad little faces and make them smile.
A mother is underpaid, has long hours and gets very little rest. She worries too much about her children but she says she doesn't mind at all. And no matter how old her children are, she still likes to think of them as her little babies.
She is the guardian angel of the family, the queen, the tender hand of love. A mother is the best friend anyone ever had. A mother is love
Friday, May 16, 2008
Everyone have their own memories..either it wiil ending with sad or happy ending its still memories that we can't forget..
Today i want share with all about my sweet memories...
hmm...actually this happen when i was in form 3...i still remember that day..20 may 19999...
my school had a motivation camp for "junior" Kadet Remaja Sekolah or known as KRS..
Actually that day is my birthday,at beginning i dont want to go because i want to celebrate it with my family..but as the secretary forKadet Remaja Sekolah and responsibillityto my teacher must go to the camp with my all friends....
Fothermore i love camping very much so i dont want to lag behind..the movation camp at the Gunung Ledang,..
First night at the camp,i with my friends conduct the "operasi burung hantu",before that we need to wake up the junior first...
after that the junior must close their eyes using the handkerchief and we bring all the junior to the forest,there we live them "allone",about an hours...
At the beginning, everything goes well,accept when suddenlly we heard the crying and screaming ,not far from the third junior that we live behind....we decided to check her..when we arrive she already unconscious,we bring her to the tent and call the teacher..
The junior still rave..we cant heard what she try to say....we try to calm down the others and command them to go to their tent and take a rest..
After that we decided to call Ustaz.. ustaz try to cure the sick junior by using the "ayat-ayat Al-Quraan..
an hours later, the sick junior aware..we ask her what was happen,she say that after we live her,she saw something white beside her and want to hug her ..she was so scared and try to yell but cannot..after that she can not remember anything...
After i heard her story i was so scared ,that night i cant sleep well,the next day ustaz decided to post pone the motivation camp,we need to go back early because the sick junior still not well.So in the early morning we pack all the thing and and prepared go home.
i still can forget memories at Gunung Ledang..
but i Still love camping
Today i want share with all about my sweet memories...
hmm...actually this happen when i was in form 3...i still remember that day..20 may 19999...
my school had a motivation camp for "junior" Kadet Remaja Sekolah or known as KRS..
Actually that day is my birthday,at beginning i dont want to go because i want to celebrate it with my family..but as the secretary forKadet Remaja Sekolah and responsibillityto my teacher must go to the camp with my all friends....
Fothermore i love camping very much so i dont want to lag behind..the movation camp at the Gunung Ledang,..
First night at the camp,i with my friends conduct the "operasi burung hantu",before that we need to wake up the junior first...
after that the junior must close their eyes using the handkerchief and we bring all the junior to the forest,there we live them "allone",about an hours...
At the beginning, everything goes well,accept when suddenlly we heard the crying and screaming ,not far from the third junior that we live behind....we decided to check her..when we arrive she already unconscious,we bring her to the tent and call the teacher..
The junior still rave..we cant heard what she try to say....we try to calm down the others and command them to go to their tent and take a rest..
After that we decided to call Ustaz.. ustaz try to cure the sick junior by using the "ayat-ayat Al-Quraan..
an hours later, the sick junior aware..we ask her what was happen,she say that after we live her,she saw something white beside her and want to hug her ..she was so scared and try to yell but cannot..after that she can not remember anything...
After i heard her story i was so scared ,that night i cant sleep well,the next day ustaz decided to post pone the motivation camp,we need to go back early because the sick junior still not well.So in the early morning we pack all the thing and and prepared go home.
i still can forget memories at Gunung Ledang..
but i Still love camping
Friday, May 9, 2008
This is my frist blog,I'm not really very good about this whole blogging thing, and I don’t know what topic that I should put in my blog..sudently miss tini came out with an idea,she want us write "about ourself",
my name is siti norizwani yahya and you can call me wani..
born at University Hospital,21 may..by the way dont forget to give a present k..he3.i love persent ..especially from my freinds
I have 7 siblings,4 man and 3 girls.i was a eldest sister.
i was happy go lucky person,first time you saw me,you will say that i'm boring and quite person but if you already know me...he3
try to know me frist ok..actually
my frist school is Sekolah Rendah Kebangsaan Sungai Penchala,when 1 was in standart 2, i move to johor,i stay with grandmother and grandpa, there I taught about the meaning of"serba kekurangan".study in unequal village different then bandar. i must walk or board bicycle to scholl. when flood sesson actually in december,this is the best part in my live.. you want to know why?ihe3...
at that time we will wear "baju basahan" to school but after reach at scholl we need to change it with the school uniform.sometimes when i walk to scholl in that time,i can catch a baby fish by my hand .. and i will brought to home,and give it to mygrandpa..his love fish..that is the sweet memory i cant forget with atuk....i miss him so much..Al-fatihah..
sometimes, after return from school we go to fishing and swimm in the river behind my grandma house..
we built "rakit" together and try it,we will ride it together.it so fun and adventure,i miss my chilhood
but in standart four i were tranfer again to KL .and finished my UPSR in 1996.
ok that is my sweet memories i can share u all..bye
thanks to view my frist blog...
my name is siti norizwani yahya and you can call me wani..
born at University Hospital,21 may..by the way dont forget to give a present k..he3.i love persent ..especially from my freinds
I have 7 siblings,4 man and 3 girls.i was a eldest sister.
i was happy go lucky person,first time you saw me,you will say that i'm boring and quite person but if you already know me...he3
try to know me frist ok..actually
my frist school is Sekolah Rendah Kebangsaan Sungai Penchala,when 1 was in standart 2, i move to johor,i stay with grandmother and grandpa, there I taught about the meaning of"serba kekurangan".study in unequal village different then bandar. i must walk or board bicycle to scholl. when flood sesson actually in december,this is the best part in my live.. you want to know why?ihe3...
at that time we will wear "baju basahan" to school but after reach at scholl we need to change it with the school uniform.sometimes when i walk to scholl in that time,i can catch a baby fish by my hand .. and i will brought to home,and give it to mygrandpa..his love fish..that is the sweet memory i cant forget with atuk....i miss him so much..Al-fatihah..
sometimes, after return from school we go to fishing and swimm in the river behind my grandma house..
we built "rakit" together and try it,we will ride it together.it so fun and adventure,i miss my chilhood
but in standart four i were tranfer again to KL .and finished my UPSR in 1996.
ok that is my sweet memories i can share u all..bye
thanks to view my frist blog...
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