Trifles?

Just when the assignments start to pile up on the desk...

Here I am ranting something that probably I will forget.

two months to go...and dear heart starts to think about the fact of leaving brisbane..and one of it is to let go of the kids at KAFA. its just different feeling...when you are trying so hard to get them to be the best of the best generation.who knows about Islam.who proud to be Muslims.and you have to let them go.

Not wanting them to be like "us"?

watching them...innocently asking us how to tell their teacher that they can't hold hand with boys

when we are preaching them its wrong to touch other genders

Have we ever care to tell this to other kids back home?

I would say we miss this minor point

and they grow up being so carefree in socializing

who to blame?just look in the mirror and we will get a clear answer.

Dare to say...been there.done that.

Pray out of ritual...wear what desired.rasa chantek.heh..

and to think it is cool?

whatever it is...

I know that there are thousands of kids in Malaysia

and its the matter of choice for us to pick

to be blame for not teaching them to be a Muslim

or to get rewarded for helping them to be a better one

Its always the matter of choice...

wallahualam...a reminder for self..remember that Allah has His plan.#convincing myself being teacher is one source of pahala.even if you feel awkward to be standing in front and teach.^^