Gheebat oh Gheebat

Hati-hati. Nampak seperti bunga, tapi...

Hasan Al-Basri berkata: "Sesiapa yang datang membawa cerita orang lain kepadamu, dia juga akan membawa ceritamu kepada orang lain."

Kalau ada sahabat kita ceritakan pada kita tentang perangai buruk seseorang (yang tiada memudaratkan sesiapa pun), ketahuilah mengumpat cuma hobinya. Dibelakang anda, cerita anda telah dijaja merata-rata. Kalau sudah tiada siapa yang sudi mendengar hobi kejinya ini, maka demi memenuhi kepuasan diri, dia tetap akan meneruskan hobi tersebut tak kiralah samada di chat atau email atau yahoo group :P

Itu baru umpat ya. Gheebah. Belum lagi fitnah. Sebarang perkara yang walaupun benar tapi tidak disukai oleh orang yang diperkatakan sekiranya dia hadir bersama, itu adalah gheebah. Jika ia tidak benar, itu adalah fitnah.

Peristiwa saya difitnah dahulu menimbulkan pengajaran pahit manis terhadap kami sekeluarga. Tapi kuasa Allah menakjubkan, Allah menterbalikkan hampir semua 'doa-doa jahat' beliau ke atasnya semula. Allahu Akbar. Alhamdulillah. Dan doa saya dari dulu sehingga kini tak berubah. Saya tidak mendoakan yang buruk-buruk untuk mereka ini. Saya tak pernah mendoakan rezeki kamu putus, tapi sebaliknya saya doakan rezeki kamu bertambah-tambah tapi biarlah Allah campakkan dunia kamu jauh-sejauh-jauhnya dari dunia kami.  Biarlah kebenaran terbukti dan Allah berikan saya sahabat yang memberikan manfaat untuk dunia akhirat.

Berhati-hati memilih jiran dan teman.

Empat perkara termasuk unsur kebahagiaan seseorang: wanita (isteri) yang saleh, kediaman (rumah) yang luas, jiran tetangga yang baik dan kenderaan yang selesa. Dan empat perkara termasuk unsur penderitaan seseorang: jiran tetangga yang tercela, wanita yang tercela (buruk akhlaknya), tempat kediaman yang sempit dan kenderaan yang tercela.[1]

Riwayat Ibnu Hibban

(pic and sedutan kata-kata hikmah, credit to fb kak ekin)

(comel pulak kata-kata ni, walaupun agak childish but true oh so true)

[1] Sahih: Hadis daripada Sa‘ad bin Abi Waqas radiallahu ‘anhu, dikeluarkan oleh Ibn Hibban, al-Khatib al-Baghdadi (al-Tarikh) dan Abu Nu‘aim (Hilyatul Auliya’), dinilai sahih oleh Syu‘aib al-Arna’uth dalam Sahih Ibn Hibban (Muasasah al-Risalah, Beirut 1997) – no: 4032. Juga dinilai sahih oleh Nasr al-Din al-Albani dalam Silsilah Hadits Shahih (terj: Qodirun Nur, Pustaka Mantiq, Solo 1996) – no: 282.

Teaching her Bahasa

I wanted to write Bahasa Malaysia, but then again, was it really malaysia or melayu? huhu~ bahasa melayu? bahasa malaysia? bahasa 1 malaysia? bahasa orang melayu? bahasa orang malaysia? bahasa....blablabla

 Ive never talked about this in my blog. But here's my confession. I rarely speak in BM with the kids anymore.So, you can put all the blame on me - Im guilty as charged. (finally, i find this acronym -BM- really save me from the guilt and confusion of whether should i write malay or malaysia :P)

Who in the world, stop talking in their mother-tongue with their own (birth) kids?!! That is just absurd and beyond words. That is just...me. huhu~ 

Ok, admitting is the first step. Second step is the self defense. 

Obviously, it wouldnt take five minutes to realize that im just not a native speaker, not even close. Here is the only defense i could find - the kids seemed to understand and pick up more english words from tv, books, friends, surroundings etc, and i find out that they follow my words (read: instruction) much better if i say it in english. huhu~ how sad could that be?

Ok, the third step is to own my mistake. 

I realize that i certainly should get them to at least, get used to bm. So ive included BM lesson in my so-called-homeschool-lesson-planner.  

SO HERE IS AISYAH'S FIRST BM LESSON. 

KAKAK 

Me: You are kakak, right? Can you guess what letter does "kakak" start with?

Aisyah: C.

Me: Err..in BM, everything that sound /k/ starts with k, just like kangaroo that starts with k. BM is really different from English.

Aisyah: So how do we spell kakak?

Me: K.a.k.a.k! Kakak!

Aisyah: Why there's too many k inside one word? hahahahaha, that's too many k, mama.

EPAL VS APPLE

Me: So apple is called apple too, but with slightly different spelling. E.p.a.l. Epal!

Aisyah: Only one p? hahahahaha...  the spelling is different but the sound is the same! hahahaha

PISANG VS BANANA

Me: So Banana is called pisang, ok?

Aisyah: What? Pisang? Why do they call banana pisang? How did they (come to) use 'pisang' and not banana? That is so funny. Pi - sang -hahahaha

BEAR VS BERUANG

Me: And can you guess what is bear in BM?
Aisyah: I dont know~

Me: Bear is called beruang.

Aisyah: WHAT? hahahaha..Again mama, again

Me: Beruang.

Aisyah: Be-ru- what, mama?

Me: Be -ru- wang.

Aisyah: Ahahahahahahahahahahaha. Beru one. Ahahahahaha

Ok. 

I didnt expect all the laughing to last for more than half of the lesson time. Usaha tangga kejayaan. Esok cuba lagi :P

(p/s: i found out that most immigrant mommies in canada are sharing similar difficulty in asking the kids to actually converse in native language, be it BM, Arab, Bangladesh etc. They understand but they dont really speak in their native language, thus leaving the parents talking to them in their mother-tongue and the kids replied in English. I really hope she can speak fluent BM before we come back to our homeland, though i dont think that would be such a big problem either)