Thursday, September 17, 2009

menghampiri syawal 1430H

raya datang lagi... sedar tak sedar dah nak dekat sebulan kita berpuasa. aku bangga dgn Iman & Iqbal kerana berpuasa hampir penuh tahun ni. Hari yg tak puasa pun sbb demam dan haus sgt katanya. takpelah. diorang baru 5-6thn. tapi masa kecik2 ni lah kena prektis pose. senang kita nak membentuknya. cuma kena lebihkan bersabar, kena puji2 melambung2, kena bagi kata2 semangat, dan kena cerita yg best2 pasal puasa dan raya. everyday, without fail. yup, itu je syaratnya. :)

aku bukan rajin sgt nak bangun sahur, tapi sbb nak ajar bebudak ni puasa, mmg takleh miss sahurlah. iman tak banyak kerenah. bila di kejut dia terus bangun pegi makan. iqbal plk, masa awal2 puasa dia ok. bila dah akhir2 ni, siap menangislah, nak dukunglah, entah hapa lagi perangai. kadang2 dah bunyik azan, tapi dia masih makan, saje lambat2. aku biarkan aje. yg penting lepas tu, dia kena puasa jugak.

ayu pulak? ada juga dia puasa sehari dua, lepas tu dah tak tahan. sakit perutlah, angin lah, hauslah, penatlah. yg kelakarnya, dia dah melantak kuih & milo jam 6ptg; masa berbuka, dia pun berkobar2 sama nak makan mengalahkan org puasa! heheheheh....

owh, tahun ni, utk julung2 kalinya aku buat biskut raya: biskut mazola. hahahhahaha... mcm tak percaya plk. mmg jadik, mmg sedap. senang rupanya membuatnya. anak2 aku pun suka. tapi nampaknya mmg tak sempat nak bagi org lain makan, sbb kitorang dah perabiskan setengah telap. hehehehehhe.... (zahra, aku simpankan seketul biskut mazola utk kau yek.)

(klik gambar utk lebih jelas)
iye, aku takde gambar sefamily yg terkini. dan nak carik gambar budak bertiga ni pun payah. jadi, terimalah gambar ucapan raya yg agak garang untuk tahun ni. :)

Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri, Maaf Zahir & Batin.

Friday, September 04, 2009

I’m Sorry, What Did You Say?

I’m Sorry, What Did You Say?
By: Natalie Willis

Dear Makers of Rosetta Stone Language Software,

I seem to have a problem I was hoping you could help me with. I have three beautiful, smart children. I know they are smart because their teachers tell me so, and this assertion is backed up by test grades and report cards. So, I have to assume the shortcoming in our relationship comes from me.

Now, when I was in high school and college I had to take a foreign language. I opted for Latin, given my desire to someday get paid to argue (lawyer) or get paid to fix little kids boo-boos with a kiss and a smile and maybe write them a ’script (doctor). I followed through on neither career choice, by the way.

So, while it makes me feel all smart and stuff that I can conjugate words like abstine├┤ and tell you the root meaning of cerebr, it has very little everyday usefulness.

This is not the first time my lack of language skills has gotten me in trouble. I have been known on more than one occasion to greatly offend some of my Spanish-speaking friends by asking what seemed to be a simple question. While I am certain I said, “May I please borrow your restroom?” in fact, what I actually said is something along the lines of, “My chicken pooped on your grandmother’s toast.”

Yeah. Me? Not so good with the other languages.

I thought I had English down pretty well, though. However, there seems to be an issue with my dialect. Or accent. Or enunciation. Or something.

As I mentioned above, my kids are smart. Really. So, when I say, “Please go brush your teeth,” and they hear “Please go play your Nintendo DS,” I have no choice but to believe it is some failure on my part.

Just this morning …

I said: “Please hurry. We are running late.”
They heard: “Please try to set a world record for slowest walking human. EVER.”

I said: “Get dressed.”
They heard: “Why don’t you sit on your floor, wrapped in a towel, after your shower, and catch up on some reading?”

I said: “I am going to go brush my teeth. Please have all your school stuff by the door, ready to go.”
They heard: “Please, for Pete’s sweet sake, take everything you own out of your back pack and dump it in a pile in the middle of the living room floor so that you can verify the existence of your very favorite pencil because if you don’t have it there is simply no way you can do your schoolwork.”

So, as you can see, there is obviously a language barrier issue here. Maybe it is merely a dialect issue? Maybe it is a whole other language that I can’t possibly expect them to understand? Maybe I actually don’t make any sound at all and they are just doing the best they can trying to understand my nonexistent subtitles?

Either way, I clearly need your help. It is not them. It is me. I know that and have taken the first step to solving my problem. However, I looked all through your website. I found Swahili, Mandarin and even Persian. And while those sound like interesting languages to learn, they are not exactly applicable to my particular situation. At least I don’t think they are. Maybe that is my problem … I am not even sure what language my children understand.

Rosetta Stone, we are a family in crisis. What kind of mother can I be, if we can’t communicate effectively? I beg of you, please let me know exactly what software it is I need to purchase with three easy credit card payments of $39.95 plus shipping and handling? My family’s health, well being, and tooth brushing depends on you.

Thank you so much for your prompt attention to this matter. I look forward to hearing from you soon.


First published February 2009


heh heh.. tergelak baca artikel ni...

the sentences bold in red? it is sooooooooooo iqbal. not wrapped-in-towel version, but holding-clothes-in-one-hand type. and not only he has a sudden urge and interest to read, he'll also take time to rearrange his toy vehicles. and while at it, he'll reorganised his toy farm too.

kadang2 aku terpikir jugak, apa la yg budak2 ni pikir dan dengar bila kita cakap atau suruh diorang buat itu ini. cakap perlahan pun tak jalan, kalau terpekik2 kang, buat sakit tekak aje.

iysk.. iysk...