Tuesday, February 28, 2012
My Pink Booklet
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Evening Primrose Oil
- Relieve PMS (irritability, breast tenderness, bloating, abdominal cramps, water retention)
- Reduce menopausal symptoms (hot flushes, mood swings, vaginal dryness, sleeping problems)
- Relieve eczema (reduces scaliness, redness, dryness and roughness)
- Improve cracked heels
- Reduce dry skin, fine lines and wrinkles
- Repair dry, damaged hair and eliminate dandruff
- Strengthen brittle, flaking nails
- Alleviate stiffness and join pains
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Kisah Hot Plate dan Orang Bodoh
Still geram.
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Kerabu Sotong
Last night was my first time tasting this delicacy. I'd say I fall in love at the first taste of this kerabu sotong :-) The mixture of the herbs and the greens that tingled my tastebuds made me go awwww and the succulent of cuttlefish was perfected by the combination of lemon juice and spiciness from the bird-eye chilies. On the different note, I feel blessed moving out from my quarters in school and now renting with other fellow teachers here. No more selfish and lazy housemate :-) Alhamdulillah.
Now, the sharing part or as a reminder for myself, I'd like to jot down the recipe of this delicious Kerabu Sotong.
Ingredients:
Cuttlefish- cleaned and boiled in hot water for few minutes
Tomato, lemon grass, bird-eye chillies, bunga kantan, long beans - chopped finely
Lemon juice, sugar to taste, finely chopped onion, fish sauce- mixed together
In a bowl, mixed all the ingredients together. Adjust the amount of the herbs/greens and the juice just nice, not too much nor too little. Chilled for a while to give the kerabu to 'mingle around' with each other before serving. Voila :-)
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Barbecued Lamb
Monday, February 20, 2012
An Ode to The English Plural
But the plural of ox becomes oxen, not oxes.
One fowl is a goose, but two are called geese,
Yet the plural of moose should never be meese.
You may find a lone mouse or a nest full of mice,
Yet the plural of house is houses, not hice.
If the plural of man is always called men,
Why shouldn't the plural of pan be called pen?
If I speak of my foot and show you my feet,
And I give you a boot, would a pair be called beet?
If one is a tooth and a whole set are teeth,
Why shouldn't the plural of booth be called beeth?
Then one may be that, and there would be those,
Yet hat in the plural would never be hose,
And the plural of cat is cats, not cose.
We speak of a brother and also of brethren,
But though we say mother, we never say methren.
Then the masculine pronouns are he, his and him,
But imagine the feminine: she, shis and shim!
And why is it that writers write, but fingers don't fing, grocers don't groce and hammers don't ham?
Doesn't it seem crazy that you can make amends but not one amend?
If you have a bunch of odds and ends and get rid of all but one of them, what do you call it?
If teachers taught, why didn't preachers praught?
If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat?
Sometimes I think all the folks who grew up speaking English
should be committed to an asylum for the verbally insane.
In what other language do people recite at a play and play at a recital?
We ship by truck but send cargo by ship...
We have noses that run and feet that smell.
We park in a driveway and drive in a parkway.
And how can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same,
while a wise man and a wise guy are opposites?
You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language
in which your house can burn up as it burns down,
in which you fill in a form by filling it out, and
in which an alarm goes off by going on.
And in closing, if Father is Pop, how come Mother's not Mop?
Friday, February 17, 2012
Hoot Hoot Owl
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Dah update :)
Saturday, February 11, 2012
A happy teacher
Recently, flu has been a quite loyal friend of mine. Makes it in the morning at night, you'll always can see me with blocked and red nose. Not a pretty sight though. Despite of gulping various supplement, the flu is always a comeback since I know I had put more stress on my self work-wise compared to last year.
This year, I am given a trust to teach English for UPSR in my school, to make it more cliche, it is the killer subject for this public exam and my pupils can't barely utter a word in English. Okayyyy, too much cliche, but it is that hard to them. Stressful indeed, I am pressured by my superior's expectation and of couse my victims are those 21 poor pupils of mine. To start with, I always remind them (sometimes sternly and sometimes friendly) to keep and improve their relationship and respect with elders (teachers and parents) and most importantly to our Allah Almighty. A word of humble doa is a must in morning class and solat Zohor is compulsory before attending my English extra class in the afternoon. I had become Ustazah Noa this week by reminding them, '' this afternoon, before my extra class, everyone must perform Solat Zohor first. If not, there you go...dilontarkan dalam api neraka di akhirat kelak. Kejayaan di dunia is nothing when in Akhirat, you are certainly head to neraka kerana tak solat''. Whoaaa..it is more a reminder to self lah :| And yeah, being strict a step prior to being friendly to my pupils, since this pupils will respect and obey you according to body size. Boleh? So sad for me though. Do I have to keep 'expanding' to gain these from them. Kids= headache. And in my class, a reward quite an easy thing to get, provided that the pupils obey me and accomplish their task on time and perfecto. Easy peasy! And so is the punishment, one time skip on my extra class, the pupils will get a free copy-this-text-10-times-and don't-get in-to your-class-till-you done from me. And yes, a bonus, you got to do that at the center of school, at school's stage. *clap clap* This week I get 5 pupils as my preys. I am a happy happy teacher :-)
But being on a stress-less note, I am always having fun teaching a lower level class, my Year 2 pupils. Being a class teacher, I have planned to deco my class with a polka dot theme. Can you imagine how adorable is that will be? Like yesterday, when I asked my pupils to help me colour some mushroom with polka dots for wall deco, I reminded my pupils to colour the mushroom brightly and nicely. And there goes this dialogue:
Teacher Noa: Nanti awak warna cantik² k, kita nak gantung mushroom dalam class. Ada pertandingan kelas cantek kannnn?
Pupils: Ok Cikgu, kita lawan kelas Tahun 4 cikgu (Year 4 is the most bright and beautiful class in my school).
Teacher Noa: Tauk punnnn..malu lah teacher if kelas teacher tak cantek, malu lah teacher muka jak cantek. Tapi kelas tak cantek.
Pupils: Mun macam ya, kita gantung muka cikgu jak lah..muka cikgu cantek, mushroom saya tak cantek.
Teacher Noa: T.T huhu
See, how can you are not feeling happy with this kids? Yes, I am a happy teacher :-)
*polka dot theme class, inspired and source from SchoolGirlStyle.com*