Ya may not know me..cuz i've just been reading through your entire posts in ur blowing bubbles blog.Cheers bro, it's a really nice name btw.
And one of ur posts REALLY caught my attention, which actually mentioned my mum's name. LOL. I'm Puan Siti Sarah's daughter. Sounds a little odd aye?
Psstt. Was my mum REALLY REALLY STRICT last time? Haha. "I'm totally touched with that post.HE MEMORIZED MY FULL NAME!", were her exact words. Lol. It's a lovely effort you got over there sir to make the world a better place for all of us. We wish ya all the best in everything that you do in ur life and may Allah bless ya.
Cheers.~Fatin Hazirah aka hazzakaulitz~
I could only replied her with a fitting tribute to this very great teacher, her mom,Cikgu Siti Sarah Daimun.Something that I have been wanting to say after all these years.
What a lovely surprise! You read the entire posts in this blog?Ayo!
You are her daughter?Are you the one who is now pursuing medicine in Ireland?If so,she spoke proudly of you, you know.Really really proud!What a small world indeed to meet you,her daughter, in this blogging world.
Alhamdulillah, I managed to track her down few months back after searching for her for so many years.I could imagine how surprised she was to receive my call that day.And we, I believe,talked for hours reminiscing the good old days.
Yes, your mum was very strict during her Maths class but she never beat us,don't worry.Haha! But we all so loved her for that.
The fact that she was from TunkuKurshiah College (TKCian) made us ever determined to heckle her yet she knew so well how to'sidestep' incessant pranks and remarks from us and sometimes rebutted us with her 'sarcastic' remarks (and of course leaving us dumbfounded!). And yet we still loved her!
Pssst...One of the thing we used to make fun behind her back during her class was her big big retro style spectacles!Hahahaha! Syyyyy! Please don't tell this to her.We are still scared of her, you know!Hahaha...
Anyway jokes aside, do you know that when she was about to leave STAR Ipoh for St.Anthony, Teluk Intan, we held a farewell party for her. Came to the part where she gave her farewell speech yet halfway through,she couldn't finished it as tears rolling down her face.And some 30 odd number of boys joined the chorus and cried too!
I don't think I would ever cry for a great teacher since then.
I believe that if it wasn't because of the great educators like her (plus others) who tirelessly giving their best in imparting the knowledge and wisdoms to us, personally, I don't think I will become the person that I am now.
For that, I am forever grateful.