a thousand words part 2

xoxo,

bie

MIA

am going MIA for this one week holiday ^^ 

at last, there's something totally exciting coming my way.

 it's been like 8 months since i last saw him 

[hehe...am rolling around cause i'm super excited...fidget2].

so, here i am wishing all of you

happy Chinese New Year and 

happy holiday!!!

ps. our Pendidikan Khas badge took a photo last Wednesday. though it was hot that day, it's still nice. ^^

our own version...

to memory <3

the English minorian ^^

photos courtesy of azreen yein and fatin ismail 

xoxo,

bie.

Franken ichigo

at last, after a few month of anime fasting [i was boycotting a website cause i can't download anime there as fast as i used too...ok. that's lame. cakap sajala yang ko xda line tenet =,="]. anyway, the first one i watch was Bleach.  i thought by this time their battle must have gone some where, but not really. guess i still have to wait some more. now, Ichigo is trying to get Zangetsu [he seriously look young in there] to teach him how to fire the final getsuga tenshio [wonder if i get the spelling right?] and aizen is getting ridiculously strong. demo, bleach is as funny as ever, especially episode 304. 

why are you talking 'bout me?

* besides that, am also watching Bakuman- a story about two middle school boys who vowed to be the best manga writer. Akito character is bloody funny- a good watch if you want to laugh. 

Bakuman 2008

xoxo,

bie  

mobile quiz-a first

photo from banyakgaul

am having mobile quiz for the first time. sounds cool, but to many people sending and receiving message at time cause some of us unable to receive the quiz [me included].  but i guess it's new way to deviates from the traditional way of having quiz. in case you're wondering, mobile quiz is having quiz questions send to your mobile phone and you only have to reply to answer. but you can only do so after registering with the system. however, technology glitches are bound to happen as what i'm experiencing now [reminds me to have back up plan when there's technology involves].

sigh...wonder when will i receive my questions? huhu...

xoxo,

bie 

he ate my heart

source heart and seoul

i wish i can do this all day long...

source thehoneybees-deactivated2010121

xoxo,

bie

a thousand words

though you already know ^^

source Stars

source *6261

xoxo,

Bie

For My Princess

Am trying my hands on writing fiction. It's been my dream to be a writer, but i guess i'll start with something small. Here's a little short story, i don't know if it's any good. But i do hope you'll enjoy reading it ^^

"There...it's done. So don't cry anymore", he said softly to the teary face beside him. He wiped the tears, and try to smile the best he could. She looked at him, touched his hand with her little fingers and smiled back. 

"She's beautiful", he thought. "Just like her mother". She took it from him and fiddled with its fur. Then she caressed its head as she talked to it softly. 

"You're not hurt anymore, right? I'm sorry i ripped your tummy". He had to smile when he heard this. That afternoon, Sarah came running to him as soon as he opened the door. Coming home from work, he felt tired and  he wish nothing more than to have a meal and a good night rest. But, he forgotten all about it as soon as he saw Sarah calling him "Daddy! Daddy!", sobbing. "What's wrong baby?", he asked, kneeling down and hold her close to him. 

Mak Cik Kiah, who walked behind Sarah said her favorite teddy was ripped. Sarah shoved her teddy to her father's face. "Tak sengaja tadi, tersangkut kat pintu tu. Dia tarik nak kasi lepas, pastu tu koyak", Mak Kiah explained as she took her bag on the shoe rack near the door. She opened the door and before she left she told him that nasi and lauk were already on the table. She said bye-bye to Sarah but Sarah just ignored her (she hugged her father tied and continue wailing). He managed to looked up, "Thanks Mak Kiah". She nodded and started home as always like she did every day for the past two years.

He then carried Sarah to the living room, put her down on the sofa and sat beside her. He looked at the teddy to see how damaged were done. He knew there's no way he can replace the teddy. Sarah would never let him. It was the last gift her mother gave Sarah when she was two, before she moved on to the other side. For the three years after that, Sarah practically went everywhere with the teddy. He inhaled deeply.

"It's time for me to try". 

"I think daddy can fix this. Hold this for a while 'kay Sarah". He got up, went to the cupboard in front of them. "I think mummy used to keep them here", he mumbled. More to himself than to Sarah. His hand groped around the inside of the dusty cupboard. He noted to himself that he will take some time to clean it.  "Ah, here it is", as he took out a small black flowery pouch. He sat beside Sarah again, opened the pouch and took out a needle and a roll of dark green thread. With much difficulty, he managed to get it through the needle hole. He remembered his wife used to tie the end of thread before pulling it through her sewing. He did the same.

Then, he started to sew Teddy. He was careful not to prick his finger. Sarah looked at him, her faced filled with hope. "Ouch!", luckily his finger didn't bleed. A moment later, the needle poked him again. This time little red liquid oozed out. He quickly put the finger into his mouth.  At last, after a couple more of needle poking, he managed to get it done. It's not as pretty as what his wife might done, but at least he tried his best. 

"Daddy, thanks. Your teddy's doctor", Sarah said sweetly. Pearly glister no longer on her cheek. He can still remember clearly his promise he made to his wife on her last days breathing the same air as him. He said, " I'll do anything for my little princess". He kissed her on the forehead, Sarah kissed his cheek. Giggling. 

"Come, lets eat dinner with teddy". He walked hand in hand with Sarah towards the kitchen. Sarah hopped along singing Twinkle Little Star with teddy on her left hand, bobbing around. 

***

Sarah changed his diaper swiftly, without any hint on her face which says she hates the duty of catering her now unable-to-walk father. It's been a year since he last stepped on his feet. If he didn't sit in living room watching TV on his wheelchair, he would sit on his bed, often accompanied by his grandchildren playing and chatting lively with him. 

As he watch her removed gloves from her hands, he feels tears start to form on the corner of his eyes. "Sarah," his voice rasp. He wonder if he's being a burden to her. Sarah look at his father. Their eyes meet. "Thank you", he whisper softly and closes his eyes. When he open them again, he can see Sarah still looking at him, her eyes teary as well. Then she smile, the most soothing smile he ever see, just like her mother's. She bend over and whisper to his father ears. 

"Daddy, i'll do anything my father, just as you did for this little princess of yours".   

Xoxo,

Bie    

super mum

finally, the day has come for me to talk about this particular topic with my mum. i'm very sure with my decision, because i'm ready. but i don't know if my parents would think the same way.  however, i believed they would understand and be happy for me as well, so with a summed up courage, i called my mum. at first, it was hard to really tell her, but when i did, all i can do was cried tears of relieved. she understand. this is the person exactly like the person i believed she would be.  

dear mum, i think you are the best mum in this world [well, i think most daughter feels that way bout their mum...ehe]

you're totally my super mum. 

all these times, i knew you are a great mum. but what happened today between us proved that you really are the best, and always will be. and for that, 

i want to thank you

1. for always understanding what i feel inside

2. for listening to me, even when i'm too choked up to speak

3. for giving me love i never knew could exist

4. for teaching me that you don't need a reason to love somebody

5. for introducing me to my faith, Jesus

6. for being happy for me and sharing your happiness as well

7. for thinking of me always and for every 'i miss you' you've said

 [i miss you as well]

8. for giving me a family i could always count on

9. for being my mum

10. simply for your existence in my life

what you said to me today means a lot to me, and i would never forget them. 

thank you mum, and thank you God, for giving me this mum.

xoxo,

bie

  

progress report

can't wait for holiday to come <3

source via subvocal

xoxo,

bie

Dyslexia

now i have my heir ^^

this morning, i woke up quite early although i didn't have class [yes, i can even surprise myself sometimes. i always thought i have the waking-up disabilities]. so i browsed through the net, peeked into a few website, and as usual i make a stop at galaxieblog.  there's a story on the birth of baby bloom [congrats bloomy! thinks you just become the most handsome dad ever ^^].  anyway, upon reading the article, i decided to look into orlando bloom- the baby daddy. 


as i read his biography, i was surprised to know that he used to be dyslexic. and in my mind, i thought...WoW. they're[who are dyslexic] really are something, if you just give them a chance. 

i bet you heard it. but what exactly is it?

to put it simply, dyslexia is consider as a learning disabilities encounter by children which effecting their fluency and ability to read and write words or numerical [dyscalculia]. common symptoms of dyslexia in children are seeing alphabet as upside down, reversed or jumbled up together where they often confused themselves with alphabets that looks almost the same with one another, for example p and q or b and d. they might also spell a word correctly but unable to pronounce the word properly.  they often miss words during reading and have bad handwriting. because of that, sometimes these children are label as stupid by their parents or teacher without knowing that the child actually suffering from a brain disorder which they themselves have no control of. 

Causes:
according to the Dyslexia Center [click here] , dyslexia is cause by the following factors:

1. Neurobiological and Genetic- Some believe that dyslexia is inherited through genetics. If a person has dyslexia then chances are their parents, grandparents, or aunt etc. had dyslexia.

2. Brain Development- Some researchers believe that dyslexia is the result of improper neuronal migration. Neurons, nerve cells that form the brain, develop away from where they actually need to be. This failure to migrate causes the brain to not develop fully.

3. Early Age Hearing Problems- Other researchers believe that if there is a problem with hearing at an early age a child will not be able to hear correctly how letters are supposed to sound causing the brain (which is at a crucial developing stage) to fail to make the connections between letters and their correct sound. This lack of letter recognition can be a life long struggle.

4. Crossed Wiring- There are studies that suggest that a child with dyslexia will use the right side of their brain for language work where a child without dyslexia will use the left side. The right side of the brain is not the side that is made to comprehend language, suggesting that some where those wires got crossed. This dependence on the right side of the brain makes a person with dyslexia have to work twice as hard to comprehend language.

5. A Combination- The majority of people believe it is or can be a combination of all of the above reasons. With no known scientific cause or explanation, many say this is probably the most likely answer.

Effects of dyslexia to children
1. Encounter reading difficulties, hence affecting their academic progression although they have the potential for a better result.
2. Cause depression as they are unable to catch up with their studies. teachers might not understand and keep on pressuring them [some might even look down on them and consider to to be stupid] while friends might make fun of their incapability to read.
3. Lost interest in studying or reading.


Treatments:
The best treatment for dyslexic children is early intervention. the earlier their dyslexia detected, the earlier suitable intervention can be provided for them. early interventions involves teaching and learning strategies, teaching methods and teaching materials. however, the intervention for each children differ from one another. it varied according to their dyslexic level and also their memory capabilities.    

To know more about dyslexia, feel free to go to these websites Dyslexia Association Centres and Dyslexia Malaysia. It is important for us, especially teachers [whether you're a normal stream or special education teachers] to know about dyslexia as it need to be detected on the early age. Only then we can help these children to overcome their disabilities. and the most important thing to remember is that these children are 

be aware of Dyslexia

xoxo,
bie




  

totally random

just another random photo...but then again, it might be true.

wedding dress?

well, not my wedding dress [ehe..], but Tae Yang's. I've been listening to this song of his for quite some time. not really a big fan. i just like this particular song although i can't really relate to it as i never experience anything like that. somehow, i found myself drawn to its beat. so, enjoy it...

a new day have come

yep, my first post in 2011 [a bit late, i know]  but HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! anyway ^^

hopefully, with the new year, a new curtain of another story in our life will be unfold. most of us must have our new year resolution(s) ready... wanting to lose some weight, getting a new car, be a better man and the likes.  me? as always, i only want to live another year- come what may. but more importantly, i want to know my purpose in this life.

i'll be 23 this year [that's 2 decade of living] i've done so much, some things i'm proud of, some i'm not. i went to many places, far away from home. but lately, there's one thought that always come up on my mind. Have i found my purpose? does my calling has yet to come? i know i'm studying now, to be a teacher...but is that all to my life? what exactly is my purpose? i never really give this much thought before, as i fell like life would lead me to where i'm supposed to be. now, i wish i know what my purpose is cause although i'm happy living, grateful for everything God has given me, i can't help feeling empty. there's must be more to life...i believe one day it would dawn on me. and when the day come, i just hope i'll be able to fulfill it.  

well, enough crap bout my life. i hope that you have found your purpose. and if not, don't give up in searching it.  live well, and smile for every breath you take. 

live life cool ^^

xoxo,

bie