Monday, December 29, 2014
 


Jauh perjalanan kami.

Balek kampung untuk perkahwinan Hawa.

 Adam pegi mari, pegi mari pusing rumah sebelum kenduri tuh.


Cita2 nak naik lori....terchapai!! 

Pekerja import.

Pengantin!!

Pemain silat Ultraman...Asyraf and Amar.

Nenek...penyambut tetamu import.


 Di belah lelaki pulak....

Pengantin yang happy...lepas nih sila basuh periuk yer

Sebahagian dari family







 


Wednesday, December 24, 2014
 

Hik hik hik.

Esok hari yg penting.

Ngeeeeeeeee..........
 


Friday, December 12, 2014
 

Skang semua parents kalut ngan perkembangan minda anak2. By umur 4 tahun kena pandai ABC, umur 6 tahun kena pandai membaca.

Whatever.

Daku dulu boleh membaca umur 8 tahun.

Dah penah kena panggil ngan cikgu, cikgu marah cakap lembab, kena berdiri atas kerusi, kena babab tangan, kena cubit pangkal lengan, kena rotan kat kaki. All dah kena dah.

Masa dah tua2, baru suspect daku Mild Dyslexic. Malas nak pegi official screening, too late dah. Whatever dah done, are just water under the bridge.

So now, I am just monitoring bebdk tuh kot2 diorg pun sama gaks.

Patut la dulu main tipu masuk SPM, tulis kat tapak tangan L and R. Tipu sunat. Hehehe.

Buat Add Maths tak penah dapat pembuktian. Last2 kawan pun tak larat nak ngajor, main tiru homework aje. Cikgu Mod Maths, siap jumpa mak lagi ngadu. Ierlah, daku sorang aje fail, yg lain semua results canggih2.

Rupanyer banyak jenis Dyslexia nih, bukan tahap tak kenal kiri kanan aje, Dyscalculia pun ada. Ertinya, Math Fail Semedang. Hahahaha. baru tau. Daku lah tuh.

Also, I learn things differently from other people. My penceritaan, superb (rasanye lah). I can make stories entah apa2 based on what I can see. My sons love it! But, kalau cerita yang ada structure, susah giler nak ingat. Pasal tuh Geography dapat C6. Marah giler cikgu daku.

Nak sebut nama benda, pun mostly susah. I know nama of that stuff, I can even visualize it, but to get it past my mouth, agak fail. So abis2 letak aje, 'apa kebenda ah nih'. Last2, si Asyraf pun namakan menda2 as 'apa kebenda ah nih'. Haru biru jadiknyer.

Satu lagi, I see things differently. Really. Daku dulu tak pasan, tapi I can read some people like an open book. Bila daku cakap menda2 yang agak secret, diorg kata daku dapat inside information. Takde la, korang yang kasi that information to me. Lagi secret information tuh, lagi lah diorg 'publish'. Mana lah daku tau menda tuh secret kan? Last2 daku cakap daku Clairvoyant, hah senang citer. Hahaha.

So, for others yg rasa hidup dia pelik sikit dan boleh buat movie ala2 'Red Lights' tuh, sila2 check tahap Dyslexia anda yer.
(Citer Red Lights pasal Psychic ye, bukan pasal Dyslexia. The point here is that guy trying all his life to ignore what he is; while at the same time trying to find someone else like him. Anyway, being a Psychic is another story. No, I am not Psychic, more like Psycho.)


Try la online screening nih. Bukan definite tapi can be a stepping stone to acquire more knowledge :
http://www.bdadyslexia.org.uk/screening


 












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