Aisyah's World

I love listening to Aisyah's fairytale stories. There were times when she was the superhero saving the world, while at some other time she was the princess riding a white pony. Paling tak tahan bila dia dah start ballet dance siap pejam-pejam mata :) Oh, sometimes she made up a few jokes too. Her 'knock, knock jokes' was far from funny, but I do love to listen to them again and again.

The ABC game
Me: So Aisyah, give me something that start with the letter A.
Aisyah: A? Apple!
Me: Good job. What else start with the letter A?
Aisyah: Mmmm..mmmm... Aisyah?
Me: Yup. Very good. What else?
Aisyah: Mmmm...mmmm...mmm
Me: What else start with the letter A?
Aisyah: Mmm...A... Adora, Amandi, Asabun, Ashampoo.....

Grrr...

Me: Now, tell me what starts with the letter B?
Aisyah: B!
Me: Yes, B.
Aisyah: B!
Me: Yes B. What starts with the letter B?
Aisyah: B! It's B, mama, B! Buzzzzzz~ Buzzzz~ Buzzzzzzz~ Like that. Buzz~ It's bee.
Me: Owh (I thought she said B, but she was referring to bee :P)

Me: What else start with B?
Aisyah: Bacuum? Bandi?
Me: Hehe... (She's been using bacuum instead of vacuum and bandi instead of mandi since she was much younger..hehe, salah ajaran nih :P)

Aisyah and Papa
Papa was tearing the cellophane tape with his teeth, and he wasnt aware of the pair of keen eyes have been watching him at work.

Aisyah: Papa, dont eat it (cellophane tape). It's not tasty!
Papa: (Surprised) Hehe, ok ok. Sorry Aisyah. Hehe~
Aisyah: No papa, no laughing, papa. It's not funny!
Papa: ...

Speechless terus :P

Just what would I do without her~

Blogging - The Disclaimer

Saya tidak pernah merasakan menulis itu satu perkara yang membebankan. I write when Im happy, and more when Im sad :) But whether or not should I write in my blog, is my personal choice :)

Cuma sejak beberapa lama ni, saya rasa muak untuk berblog.

1. Saya tak suka blog ini dijadikan bahan rujukan.
Blog ini cuma blog. Bukan journal, ensiklopedia dan bukan juga medan menfitnah.Sebagai writer, saya tetap harus bertanggungjawab terhadap penulisan terutamanya yang menyentuh hal keagamaan. Sila betulkan kalau salah. Tapi kalau sudah saya tulis mengenai "cuaca sejuk di Canada" pun dijadikan bahan menfitnah, maka speechless tak tau nak komen apa lagi. Yer cuaca di Winnipeg ni sejuk 23'C dibawah paras beku adalah biasa, dan tidak ada fitnah di situ, dan tidak ada kaitan suhu sejuk ini dengan pendirian saya terhadap this friendly Manitoba :P

2. Saya tak suka blog ini dikunjungi orang.
Blog ini cuma medan diskusi dengan sahabat. Malasnya kalau baca komen, "Hai, comella awak pakai make up" bila obviously tak pakai secalit bedak pun. Atau malas nak baca komen, "Saudari, awak tulis salah sebab A tak sama dengan B" oleh seseorang yang baca tajuk entry saya "A Equals to B?"..baca tajuk tapi tak baca isi kandungan... Kesiannya :(

3. Saya tanak bertukar-tukar link
I dont want fans or advertisements. I want friends. I mean, I welcome friendly debates and I thank those who read this humble blog, or even share their thoughts. Love is to be shared, right :) Tapi maaf sesangat pada segelintir peniaga yang komen minta tukar2 link, mesti ingat saya sombong kan :P Actually, boleh pegi facebook kitorang "Sales Mymuslimart" untuk tukar2 link. Blog ini tak best. Sejuk. Tak menarik. Blog ini hanya untuk sahabat2 dan tetamu2 yang sudi berkongsi idea atau yang sudi berkongsi rasa dengan picisan luahan perasaan di blog ini. Dan saya tak berminat nak men"glamer"kan blog ini. Maaf ya. Bukan sombong. Bukan.

Saya pernah menulis mengenai "Human Behaviorial and Technology" ketika di UIA dulu (actually tak ingat tajuk sebenar). Lecturer minta dipanjangkan untuk publish di journal tapi saya sangat sibuk exams dan kami hanya sempat berdiskus beberapa points yang menarik :) Anyway, saya menyentuh tentang perubahan tingkah laku manusia apabila menggunakan teknologi ini.
Paling mudah, "si gadis manis bercakap kuat2 dan ketawah berdekah2 ketika menggunakan telefon" padahal kebiasaannya dia adalah sangat pemalu.
"Si Nerd yang berubah menjadi hackers yang sangat mean dan melakukan pelbagai virtual vandalism" sedangkan dia di dunia sebenar adalah anak yang taat.
"Atau si imam masjid Kg Nipah (rekaan) yang bawak kereta 260km/h di highway"
Atau "si dia yang di dunia luar prestasi akademiknya biasa-biasa sahaja tetapi di internet, seorang komentator yang menghentam bloggers/politicians satu Malaysia atau seorang 'ulama' yang menjatuhkan pelbagai fatwa."

Hebat! Teknoloji memberikan manusia satu macam "mask" untuk menyembunyikan "wajah" sebenar kita. Berlindung dibalik gadgets dan machines.

Penggunaan teknoloji samada membawa kepada lebih banyak keburukan atau kebaikan adalah satu debat yang tiada kesudahan, kerana ia begitu bergantung kepada persepsi dan aplikasi teknoloji oleh seseorang individu itu sendiri.  Kalau sudah hobinya menjadi "penyampai" untuk berborak menfitnah di tepi "tingkap".. maka alternatif kini sudah ada pelbagai jenis "messenger" untuk "Windows" masing-masing. Pilihan di tangan sendiri, sebab tu agaknya munkar nankir di bahu kanan dan kiri kita, bukan di gadgets kita.

May Allah guides me and make it easy for me to make the correct decision each time. Amin

Kids and Halal/Haram Isues

As a matter of fact, all the foods that are haram for Muslim are indeed for obvious reasons - such as the nature of the animals, the improper method of slaughtering animals or method of preparations. In short, we only eat everything and anything that is clean, halalun toyyiban.

In English or Malay Language, we say "dirty" or "gross" or "kotor" to translate Arabic word "haraam" when referring to these haraam animals, which in my humble opinion, might be taken as an insult by our non-muslim neighbors. But in Japanese, there was a better term for explaining "haraam" animals which is "kegarawashii" ... instead of "kitanai" (gross/dirty)

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Anak cik F was 7 years old. In the schools all around Canada, it is mandatory to inform the school if your kids have some kind of allergies (or so I was told) as per law requirements or else both the parents and the school may face some kind of civil and criminal liability with harsh penalties.

So one day, some government staffs were making a routine visit and ask the students if any of them have allergies. So anak cik F raised his hand. The teachers and the staff were very surprised because they didnt receive any notice from either cik F or her husband about his allergies.The teachers were nervous as well.


Government staff:  So do you have any allergies?
Anak cik F:  Yeah.
Government staff:  What are your allergies?
Anak cik F:  Im allergic to all haraam foods.

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Last night, Mr Z told me a rather amusing story that took place in the mosque while he was there with his friends for an occasion. There was this tahfiz teacher asking his students aged around 6-7 years old.

Teacher: "Who knows why pig is haraam?"
Students: I know, I know, I know!
Student A: Because the legs of the pig are similar to the leg of the devils! That's why we cant eat pig!
Student B: Because when they slaughter the pigs, they dont read "bismillah"


Teacher: Where did you guys get these ideas?

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Kids really say the darndest things :P

Hikayat Telur Masak Sambal

Alkisah beberapa lama selepas kahwin, mr Z request untuk makan telur sambal yang sedap, macam maknya masak..Ehehe, telur sambal tuh ok lagi.. yang sedap tuh yang tak tahan.. macam maknya masak pulak tuh..Isk isk

Eksperimen pertama:
So goreng2 la telur, tumis bawang besar, tumis sambal, bubuh sos tiram and sos kicap sikit... sedap~ ala-ala telur sweet sour mak (nih belum dapat pengesahan lagi, tapi sendiri perasan :P)

Bila kasi Mr Z, komen beliau,
"ini bukan sambal telur nih. Ini lain."

Eksperimen kedua:
Ni pun dibuat sebab permintaan boss besaq. Rebus telur. Pastu goreng-goreng sikit telur tuh. Kemudian tumis-tumis bawang besaq, putih etc, masukkan telur.

Bila kasi mr Z, komen beliau,
"ini bukan sambal telur pecah. Mak abang buat sambal telur tuh dia pecahkan, bukan rebus"

Eksperimen ketiga:
Atas permintaan mr Z lagi, harap lerrr nak buat sendiri setelah di"condemned" sedemikian rupa :P Kali nih tumis2 bawang, tumis sambal pekat2 ala2 sambal ikan bilis, biar wangiii~ pecahkan telur...

Bila kasi mr Z, komen beliau,
" Telur mak abang buat tuh memang pecah, tapi tak sebiji -sebiji macam nih. Kira macam pecah la..."

Eksperimen keempat belas:
Buat lagi nih, gigih sungguh isteri mithali nih. Kali nih buat tak pecah sebiji2, tapi kacau2 sikit sambil tumis sambal tuh.. wah~ kali nih ok kut. Bau dah sedap :P

Bila kasi mr Z, komen beliau,
"Hmmm, pecah sangat nih. Kuah kering sangat nih."

Eksperimen keduaratuslapanpuluhlima:
Cili blender dengan bawang besar 0.33 biji + bawang putih 1.5 biji + belacan + cili sesedap rasa macam biasa. Tumis2 bawang, tumis cili naik bau, tambah air sikit, masuk garam gula, air asam skettt~ dah ok semua rasa, masuk telur, tunggu kejap, kacau2... Taraaa~

Bila kasi mr Z, komen beliau,
"Hah, sayang masak sedap. Tatau nak puji macamana..."

Owh Tuhan, kena sujud syukur nih..Setelah 13 tahun kahwin, baru dapat resipi rahsia sambal telur air tangan mak mentua..

Kalau nak tau kenapa sampai 13 tahun baru dapat resipi rahsia nih,

1. Saya ngaku saya tak pandai dan tak pernah memasak, sampai lepas Aisyah lahir jer baru giat memasak

2. Saya tak pernah merasa sambal telur mak mentua saya, jadinya macamana nak imagine rasanya, rupa bentuk pun tak pernah tengok... kira blind shot ler ni. Arwah mak mentua saya dah lama meninggal. Alfatihah.. Mana nak cari resipi kan? Tapi kiniii

"Mak, cheq dah pandai masak sambal telur yang Mr Z suka.." *sob *sob

Nak tengok ker rupa sambal telur hikmat tuh? Agak ugly, macam biasa presentation out terus, tapi yang penting rasa dah jadikk~ yesss! yesss!

The long lost recipe of sambal telur mentua

Suatu Hari di Hari Raya (Haji)

The night before Eid, I was biting my lips tight. My husband made it clear that he wasnt gonna be at home till the night of the most celebrated day, which would leave me alone with the kids in this.. cold, mute apartment, just like any other days, just like most of the days. I tried my best to show him that I didnt even care but my heart just kept failing me.

The morning after he had long gone to his lab after eid prayer, I was looking at my kids' faces. They looked as calm and as innocence as they always do. What a quick remedy to a broken heart. I regained my sanity and said words of istighfar few times..What has happened to my heart lately? Why should I reflect my anger and disappointment towards them, my only souls, when it was the other people who break my heart, again and again. "This Eid may not be special for me, it doesnt have to be. But it should be the most memorable days for them, they might not remember the events but i want them to remember how happy they were"

So I played the eid takbir on youtube playlist loudly, and took turn to bathe them and put on new clothes. Allah must have made it easy on me, because I did make kuetiew soup and it turned out to be extra delicious this time. I prayed hard for Him to grant me a peace of mind in this day.. To feel a bit of "celebration". We had an invitation but it doesnt seem to be possible to attend it anyway..

After Zuhr prayer, my husband called me from his office, saying that I could go by taxi if I wanted to. Yes I wanted to go, but no thank you, I wanted to go as a "family". I have a husband and I want him in this special day... But I just dont think he get the idea. This silly-billy-melancholy woman's mind :P Well, he's busy and it wasnt his fault either, but I cant keep myself from hating the fact that I was left alone in this day..

Later on he called to say that he's coming home since he managed to finish his work faster that day.. Wow, what a joy.. The funniest thing was that when he got home, he said
"Ingat abang kejam ker..blablabla..."

Hehe..as if he read my mind :P

So off we went to our friend's house, we arrived a bit late, after 3, luckily the party has just begun. And guess what, after that house, we hopped from one house to another and to another and to another... finally, when it was time to head back, it was already 12.30am... huhu~ bak kata cik F, kat Malaysia pegi rumah sedara pun tak selewat ini..:P Sempat lagi Mr Z mengomel, "haa, puas tak raya hari nih?" hehe..

So the second day Ms S buat open house, and the best part was that we did ours too! After the halaqat which happened to be at my house this week, we invited several people for the first time to our "new" apartment. We have some "ayam masak merah", nasi tomato, rendang daging, kari kambing (sheep tuh kambing kan? orang kasi qurban), bergedil daging, limau dan salad coleslaw.. And I made some kuetiaw soto too (minus the nasi impit).. hehe, my favorites... Punyalah berdoa agar kawan2 boleh makan, maklumla negara macam2... takut tak tertelan rasa Malaysia, sedihnyaa...dahla Im not a good cook.. But Alhamdulillah, semua habis elok-elok walaupun mula-mula ingat tak cukup :((... Malahan, sebenarnya tak sempat buat dessert tapi kawan2 bawak kek jadi 3 biji total (coklat cake, fruit cake and mashmallow cake), mini eclairs satu box, puding karamel cik F,  biscuits, candies, sweets dan coklat berkotak2 (tak sempat bukak malam tuh)...Huhu, sibuk berperang kat dapur punya pasal.. Jazakumullah semua, Alhamdulillah. All thanks to my beloved friends, all praises to Allah.

Siapa sangka, ingatkan bila jamu orang nih, lauk berkurang, tapi peti ais penuh dengan daging qurban.. terharuuu~ dan gembira. Kami tiada siapa-siapa di sini, sahabat jer la yang memeriahkan hari raya kami.

Gambar?
Haih, saya lupa *ketuk kepala*... sibuk berperang kat dapur. Boleh bernafas pun dah cukup baik...Gambar "sheep curry" ada, nanti saya upload..kehehe, special tuh.


Seronok, dah lama tak buat makan-makan.. Rasa macam nak buat lagi..:D Mohon barakahmu utuk majlis mendatang juga ya Allah. Alhamdulillah...Alhamdulillah.. Penat, tapi sangat-sangat-sangat hepi

Nak jemput orang next time ingat nak buat satay..macamana nak buat satay gebu macam Samuri tuh ya? isk isk.. tinggi sungguh cita-cita

First Day of Play School

When she was around 2 years old plus, she recognized all the alphabets and numbers up to 10 already- just like most of the kids around her age. But it seemed to me that she wanted more than that. So when she started counting up to 20 and knew colors just with a one time lesson, I was quite amazed. What struck me as a surprise was, at that time, when she wanted to count more, what she did was counting using ABC after the 10. For instance, when she said that there were around "V" stars in the picture, what she actually mean was that there were actually 32 stars there, 10 + 22 (V is the 22nd alphabet in ABC, right?)

She also knew the shapes, music instruments that I read for her only for one time, "oval", "cone", "curve" in addition to the basic shapes of triangle, circle etc, and "tuba", "clarinet" "xylophone" in addition to "drum", "guitar" etc..And she corrected me that the "alligator" in the TV was actually a "cayman", and the vegetable that I forgot the name- was actually the "snow pea". I guess just like any other moms in the world, sometimes, your kid can really surprised you that you thought for once that she/he is a gifted child or something..hehe :P

At around this age, it seemed that they absorbed more than what we thought was enough for them. Naturally, Aisyah and me were both thrilled with the idea of sending her to school. Anak cik F pun lagi terer, dah tau Alif hingga Ya, siap mengajar "makhraj" yang betul kat Aisyah and Aunty Z nih, kehehe. Comel. So kitorang daftarkan diorang di playschool dekat-dekat sini juga. :)

Teacher was asking about Ayyan
Teacher: How old is he?
Cik F: 5 months
(Interupted by Sufia, cik F's daughter)
Sufia: Afia 3 years old.
Teacher: Oh so you are 3 years old.
Aisyah: (Quietly raised two of her fingers) Two


Heh, perasan muda :P

Ayyan slept half day at school. Adoii, hari pertama kat sekolah pun tido ker?

Muka budak baru bangun. Tak sedar pun orang amik gambar nih.

Gambar di atas hasil kija Aisyah n Aunty Fida nyer..ehehe. Gambar kerja tangan Sufia and Aunty Z lupa amik pulak.. Issk.

By the way, this is Aisyah's artwork at home, after school. I thought I was seeing two guys dancing - but hey, i was just being as imaginative as I could. Or maybe it was just the Martians! :P