Student absent memang power!

The other day in class I was filling in the attendance form and looked around to see if everyone was present. I noticed that some of them were not around. But couldn't really pinpoint who. So I asked the students.

-Who is absent today?
-X madame! (nama sebenar dirahsiakan)
-Ohhh...ok I cannot recall which one...how does he look like?
-Alaaaa madame...yang bapak dia power tuuu...
-Huh?

Bapak dia power? Apa kena-mengena dengan aku?

-Ok what's his full name?
-Heheheh madame kan kitaorang dah cakap...bapak dia powerrrr...
-Hei kamu jangan main-main dengan nama bapak orang. Kena panah petir nanti tau.
-Ye la madame. We are telling you the truth la madame.

I looked at the student namelist. Nama bapa pelajar tersebut Pawa rupanya.

OK my bad.

A/C

I am now at kedai Ah Poh, our most trusted car mechanic. We've known him since he was just a pomen at the age of 18. Now I think he's around 56. He looks that age. He entered the small cubicle office to rest for a while and chat with her wife and I. Michelle's in charge of accounts. Sedang seronok berborak (berkenaan ayam sunat dan resipi ayam steam) tiba-tiba seorang Andy Lau versi 25 tahun mengetuk pintu dan masuk. "Aircond kereta saya sudah rosak la.". Katanya dalam bahasa Kantonis. Michelle tolong terjemah. Ah Poh went to AL's car and asked him, "Ada pasang ka?". AL jawab ya. Selalunya bila dia pasang enjin aircond akan terpasang secara automatik. Tapi hari ini tidak. Selepas adiknya menggunakan keretanya pagi tadi. Ah Poh asked him, "Lu ada tekan butang aircond tak?". And pressed on the A/C button. Then cold air blew out from the vents. AL thanked him and drove off. Ah Poh looked at us and said, "Ini macam punya orang ah you sembahyang sama Buddha 50 tahun pun tada guna wo. Itu otak kasi taruk simpan dalam glove compartment." Wah. Bila mekanik berleter metafora yang digunakan pun berunsur kereta!

Buying lunch at the cafe

Just now I went to the cafeteria to buy my lunch. Very sedap by the way alhamdulillah I had some rice with fried chicken and tempe goreng sambal and nenas masak lemak. While making my selection of food, a student came up to me and greeted me.

-Assalamualaikum madam.

-Waalaikumussalam. Bonjour. How are you?

-I'm OK madam. Errr madame are you teaching Diploma this semester?

-Yes.

-Oh OK. I want to ask you some questions la madam. Saya tak paham.

-Ok sure. I'm in room A004.

-Thank you madam. Saya ni bangsa ketegaq, bila belajaq pun lambat masuk.

-Errr ok. Are you in French 1 or 2?

-French 1. Apa kena-mengena madam?

-Dah awak kata nak tanya soalan tadi?

-Ya Allah madam ni madam Yati ajaq French kaaa...mati-mati saya ingat madam Yati maths. Sorry madam!

And he sped off.

And I continued choosing my food, went to the counter to pay, and went back to my office.

Kalau makan tengahari di ofis seronok sedikit. Ada kawan. Tapi yang paling penting ada aircond. Sejuk!

Hijabista yang tak bervista

A few days ago I decided to try out a new way of wearing the hijab. You know the style that demands wrapping the selendang around your head with the use of several brooches or pins to keep it in place (the selendang on the head, not the head on the neck). I saw several friends donning it this way and I said to myself it shouldn't be a difficult ting to do. Bah! Lain kali kalau nak ke tempat kerja pukul 8 saya perlu bangun pukul 4.30 pagi. Aktiviti melilit ini bukanlah untuk pemakai amatur seperti saya.

Well anyway on that day during lunch time I went to a furniture shop to have a look at some shoe racks and cabinets. Which I still haven't bought and ought to. Then while browsing around the shop I got a call from a friend I haven't seen for quite some time asking me out for lunch. I was so happy and agreed immediately. I got into my car and drove off to the place of rendez-vous.

On the way on this particular road there was a police road block. I was thinking maybe there was an escaped convict from Penjara Kajang and now everyone is on the manhunt for this pembunuh bersiri. But as I got closer I was flagged down and pulled to the side. Oh. Akukah pembunuh bersiri tersebut?

I opened the car door and asked the policeman what was wrong with my car (hari tu selepas kereta saya dihempap pokok saya cat kereta putih dan tak beritahu pihak JPJ lagi lantas saya berasa agak cemas). 

He said: "Akak tak pakai seat belt."

And it dawned upon me that in my super excitement to see my friend I had just started the car and driven off like some mad crazy woman. And didn't put on my seat belt not because I don't make it a habit to (sayalah orang paling skema sekali dalam bab-bab pemakaian tali pinggang keledar ini, sehinggakan kalau nak drive dari blok A ke blok D di MFI ini pun saya akan mengenakannya) BUT because of the lilitan selendang around me that made me a little confused and made me think that I had put it on.

Urgh.

He said to me: "Kak mintak lesen kak."

I handed it to him.

He told me: "Kak ini kad Bank Islam."

Double Urgh.

Then he walked around the car and let me off.

"Lain kali pakai seat belt ye kak."

"Ye bang." and blew him a kiss.

NOT.

"Baik Encik. Terima kasih. Assalamualaikum."

Pakai seat belt. Memandu secara berhemah.

Ada beberapa kemungkinan mengapa saya dilepaskan begitu sahaja oleh abang polis tersebut:

1) Dia kesian tengok kereta saya yang sudah uzur dan rickety.

2) Dia nampak pelekat UniKL MFI dan bagi chance sebab saya cikgu.

3) Dia tengok lilitan tudung ala Hana Tajima saya lebih mirip Hana Tercekik dan mahu saya bergegas ke tandas berdekatan untuk membetulkannya.

4) Dia memang chop saya makcik blur yang bila diminta lesen memandu memberi kad ATM Bank Islam.

Well anyway, en tout cas, merci beaucoup monsieur le policier! I love you lah! :)

Noor Montessori Bandar Baru Bangi & Noor Montessori Kajang

Assalamualaikum and a very good morning to all fellow Netizens! May this blog posting meets you in the best of health. Today I would like to invite all of you to have a look at what Noor Montessori has to offer. We are a preschool that combines the Montessori method and the teachings of Islam, with the hopes that our young Muslims will have a good start with the basic foundation needed to continue their growing years following the straight path that brings us all to our Creator.

We offer three programs:
1) Regular program: 8am-12pm
2) Noor Rich program: 8am-3pm
3) Full day program: 7am-7pm




There are currently 2 Noor Montessori branches:
1) Bandar Baru Bangi
2) Kajang


Registrations are now open for 2015. Our school accepts 2-6 year olds (toddlers and preschool). For more information and enquiries please do not hesitate to call our managers:
1) Auntie Shida: 019-915 45 47 (Bandar Baru Bangi)
2) Auntie Ezan: 019-700 01 42 (Kajang)


Some photos for your viewing pleasure:

A little less conversation (is sometimes better)

Some time ago a friend of mine told me that he wanted to introduce me to a guy pal of his. "Just to get you to meet new people, don't see this as a blind date or anything la ok Yati." , he said. I was a bit skeptical. Hmmmm kata saya dalam hati.

Then a few days ago I met this same friend in a bank. He was sitting there waiting for his turn. There was another guy sitting beside him. Who turned out to be the person he wanted to introduce me to. So I sat with them and chatted for a bit. His name was A (the blind date potential.)

A talked quite a bit, telling me about himself and stuff he did. He was saving up to go to New Zealand. To absorb the culture, he enthused. I found this part of the conversation highly interesting as I have never been there. And since I couldn't add more to the topic, I just mentioned that I admired my Kiwi friends for embracing the Maori culture. Even the Mat Salehs know the Haka.

To which he replied, "Oh the Kiwis can speak Chinese ye?"

Dude, it's Haka with a single k, not double.

OK, striking off A. I'm now looking for B or C. Anyone?

Kejadian di Pusat Reflexology Forevercare

A few days ago I went to have my foot massage in Taman Tun Dr Ismail. It was good to have some me-time and do nothing but just relax for 1.5 hours. I was lucky to be the last one to get a booking that evening. The rest who came after me had to be turned down.

Anyway two things happened that made me smile and think, "Oh this can only happen in Malaysia."

Incident 1

The couple having their foot massage beside me was a Chindian couple. By that I mean the lady was Indian and the man was half Chinese half Iban I think. Or that was what I gathered from the conversation with the therapist. Okay not Chindian then. Chindiban. And neither spoke any Mandarin, so conversation with the therapist from China proved to be a bit tedious, because each time the translation had to be provided by the lady Boss who manned the cash counter.

Then the Indian lady asked her therapist which part of the organs would be affected when she massage that certain part of the sole. She pointed to her foot and showed to a chart on the wall. The therapist seemed to understand and replied, "Ohhh ohhh yes yes...kherr nee". The lady customer didn't understand. There was another Chinese lady customer who sat a few chairs away who tried to help. But she too couldn't make out the word and suggested that maybe it was a Mandarin word that didn't exist in the Malaysian Mandarin language. The therapist kept on repeating "Kherr nee...kherr nee". 

Then the lady Boss came to us and asked her what the word was. The therapist told her and she translated to us.

"Oh. The kidney."

Translation from Mandarin English to Malaysian English actually.

Incident 2

Towards the end of my 1.5 hour foot reflexology massage, a man entered and told the lady Boss he had already booked an appointment. As he was taking off his shoes to slip on his slippers, he told the lady Boss, "Aiyah saya tada bawak la itu kad chop-chop. Manyak kilija la tada masa mau balik rumah angkat."

Most probably he was referring to the loyalty card.

The lady Boss asked him, "Kad apa?"

"Aiyah itu kad saya dapat tampal lepas urut kaki...ka chop-chop ka tak tau la nama dia."

Then the lady Boss asked him again, "Encik can you speak Chinese?"

He looked at her, surprised, and exclaimed, "Wah you Cina meh? Muka serupa Melayu sajia wo."

And then they happily spoke to each other in Mandarin. But this time I didn't hear any mention of kherr nee.