Friday, October 30, 2009



Hmmmmmmmmm, before I start, I'd like to buy you all this yummy freezing cold "Only Chilis" drink! You don't find this glass except there, in Chilis (the miracles maker ;) )..


Wishes: A tag by dear Jasmina :)

I should share three of my life wishes and choose 6 bloggers to tag.. Well, let's start with the wishes first..

In this life, God Has already helped us in even knowing what to wish for - the goals we should set - and they are three:

1. Worshiping Him..

2. Growing this world into a better one..

3. Purifying ourselves..

I've done my research long ago on them three, and with days, they've become my ultimate wishes for this life..

1. I wish I could really truly worship Him in the perfect way I can through every little and big thing I do..

2. I wish I can help with all the seeds I can help with; to be a part of their growth to become stronger & more giving trees..

3. I wish I can cleanse my soul, heart, mind & body with all the cleaning detergents I can get my hands on..

As for the 6 bloggers, I tag:

Dearest Ara <3

Asma :)


Maryoomy :)

Maroo :)

Aroosa ;)


So how's your drink so far? Still cold? :D

Yeah, so it's been all about wishes for these past two weeks in school.. The kids have been drawing, writing, acting, singing, reading & putting words together aaaaaaaaaaall for wishes.. Remember last year's wishes, here? So this year has seen similiar wishes with some differences :) Goldy wishes to "control the air.."!!!!!!

You know, one of my wishes was to study nursing! I've always admired the "nursing" nurture that always makes others in a li'l bit of comfort.. But I don't think I'd ever make a good nurse.. I'm just too weak for it.. It takes strength.. Anyways, I just remembered how I wanted to be one when I was a kid.. Btw, I've always had different wishes for when I grow up, but they were all the same, all around giving.. I wish I'd be more of a giver than a taker, but it seems I'm doing the opposite most of the time.. Like I looooove teaching, but I've noticed that I take more than I give while doing so.. They always add things to me, love me, teach me, and I'm not sure if I'm doing the same! I hope to God I am!


So, are you done with your drink? Want another? Or time for some grilled chicken/beef?

One of my dear dear dear sisters, my honey bunny, has been facing some serious problem in her life.. Her mom came home around two weeks ago with this weird look on her face and weird attitude.. She started saying senseless things & wasn't able to eat or drink, 'cuz she didn't remember how to! It turned out to be a brain problem that's causing all this mess.. First, I'd like all of you reading this to pray for her, please.. Secondly, did you ever really really contemplate on how your brain works! Isn't it amazing! It does wonders, without even letting us know!


I went out with one of my close friends a couple of days ago, and she was needing her mother terribly.. Her mom passed away last year & she was strong all through it.. But all she always tells me, is that she needs her mom.. She never talks about "mising" her, only "needing" her, is this considered selfishness? We went to this restaurant and sat there for long not saying anything, but watching Tom & Jerry & laughing all along.. Laughing to all their moves, that we knew were coming! Oh, how li'l things can ease your pains & lift you higher!


So, are you bored already? Done with your drinks & food? Wanna leave? Fine, I'll let you go, but before doing so, I'd like to tell you all that everyday passing you by won't ever come back.. You can keep it in your book of memories, but you can't live it again, so try to take hold of your tongue, for it can drag you waaaaaaaay down.. May Allah forgive me, you & us aaaaaaaaaaaall; for our weakness ain't an excuse!


(: God Bless :)


P.S. Yesterday (writing day at school), I asked the kids to write about a special person they love.. And for me to assign for them a writing composition, I have to write an example for them on the board for them to get help from, & guess who I picked for me? Diggooooooooooooo (grandpa) :) I talked about how he used to stick his tongue out every now and then to make me laugh :) How he loved all kinds of melon & used to eat it until its drops would roll down his arms & wet his dry elbows :) I talked about his stories, their morals & funny corners :) And then I drew them a watermelon slice with its seeds shaped as a smily face that they all wanted to eat :D

I love you diggo <3

May Allah rest your soul & grant you peace on this blessed Friday <3

P.P.S. I picked a cold drink as a good bye symbol to this long summer & a BIG HELLO to this new winter & its warm drinks :)

Saturday, October 17, 2009

"Is this gonna be forever?"


"Is this gonna be forever?" is a question cute li'l David asked his daddy after having his tooth removed.. You can watch him here :)

It was this "funny" feeling he was feeling that he asked his dad about.. Will it last forever?

And I started thinking, the "forever" & "never" concepts are very hard deals to make.. Don't you think?

~ "What can be a forever thing.."

~ "Never say never.."

Are these possible in today's world?

Who knows..





All I can tell you now is that it's never over until your last breath.. It just keeps going, up & down & up & down, it's never a straight line, just like your pulse, it's always up & down....


David also asked: "Is this real life?" Is it people? 'Cuz I have no clue!


"I was blown away

What could I say

It all seemed to make sense.

You've taken away everything

And I can't deal with that.

I try to see the good in life.

But good things in life are hard to find.

I'll blow it away, blow it away

Can we make this something good?"

~ It's not over - Chris Daughtry ~

Friday, October 16, 2009

Morning's breeze..

(picture's source)


I love it when:

The white board is wiped & I smell my pen's ink as I write..

The kids wait for me & smile when seeing me..

I wake up with a good thought & live the day with it..

My coffee ain't too hot or cold for me to sip from..

I meet new people & connect with their weirdest sides..

A few words are said from one's heart & make this life worth living..

I don't know what tomorrow has for me..

Amoona sticks to me without wanting a thing..

I hear my songs played in real life in people's faces..

People let others' cars pass before them, when they have the chance not to let them..

Life feels good for no specific reason..

The ocean greets me every morning with its vast beings..

I be me without planning or preparing for it to be..

I know that Wilson found a trustworthy pal who knows how to handle the li'l things before the big ones..

I realize that this place is mine & others find it on their own..

I watch cartoons with amoona..

Everyone plays with Dee out of all other things when they come over..

I wake up every morning & take in its new breeze..

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

h e a r t l e s s


"Miss, you won't believe this: A jellyfish doesn't have a heart!"


You know what sweetheart, I think jellyfish are so lucky!

Yes sweetie, believe me! They ARE lucky!

Having a heart ain't easy!

Nope, it ain't!

Monday, October 12, 2009

His Secret..

Secrets.... They're always a load, no matter how tiny they might seem.. Some know how to dissolve a secret within themselves.. And others sink with any secret they carry..
I've always hated secrets; I hate having my OWN secrets! I strive to be as bright as the sun, but it can never be.. Sometimes, one can float really, be lighter than a feather, but OTHER times DO come, whether they're welcomed or not.. They come without knocking & try to pull you down, to the deepest well.. I don't know where floating back again to the surface comes from.. Does it come from faith? love? hope? or what? I don't really know!

Goldy (a li'l angel I teach), came up to me today with all the seriousness in the world & said: "Miss, I wanna tell you a secret, but don't tell the Arabic teacher.." I said: "Go ahead honey.." He looked around & whispered: "Well miss, I didn't get enough sleep last night.. So today, in the Arabic period, I slept for a few seconds without meaning to, & my turn came to answer a question & I woke up exactly at the right time & answered correctly!! And the teacher didn't notice, how odd is that!".. I gave him this big smile & without thinking, my response was: "You know why Goldy? 'Cuz God Knew how tired you were, & wanted to save you from getting yelled at.." His eyes twinkled with joy & he said: "Thank God Miss!"..

Thank You God.. Thank You Ya Allah.. Thank You for always saving us without us knowing.. Thank You for saving us from our secrets.. Thank You for saving our secrets from being spilled & breaking us.. Thank You! I praise You with all my soul, heart, mind & body..

Friday, October 09, 2009

The Color Of Light..

This is a story of a jar & a li'l boy.. A true story, not a make-believe.. Just as real as my beating heart & seeing eyes..

There was this jar, a pretty unique one.. It's been in it's place for over two decades.. A beautifully see-through one.. It's been filled with wonders of all colors except for one.. A color it's never had before.. It was always happy knowing how different it is, and knowing of its unique contents.. It never really cared for the missing color as much as it cared for its present ones.. It always had pride in sharing all its colors with others & make all that surrounds it look prettier with its presence..

One day, after all the tick tacks & joys & laughs, a li'l boy came by.. He came close to the jar & with his eyes full of interest, he held the jar tight! He immediately noticed its missing color & screamed: "I have your missing color, dear jar!".. The jar was trembling with fear; it was its first time being held so strongly & suddenly! It was so used to the order of its contents & its familiar colors, and was so scared to add a new one after all those years.. It didn't know whether there is a place for this color, whether this color will match with the rest, whether it's strong enough to contain a new thing after years and years of familiarity....

As a few moments passed by, the jar felt the missing color in the li'l boy's hands.. As the li'l boy was getting ready to add that special missing color, the jar fell on the floor & broke to pieces! The jar & its contents were shattered all over the rough cold floor! Then, the li'l boy, without thinking, started to gather all its pieces together and hid the broken jar somewhere in the dark!

He started wondering, can he reshape it back to its old form, & put its contents in the same order they were in? If not, can he at least make a new different jar out of it & put the contents in a different acceptable order? But the main problem he was facing was the jar itself.. A few seconds ago it was a pretty transparent see-through jar, so after he "fixes" it, will it still be crystal clear as it was? He wondered & wondered.. But he thought for a moment, maybe God Has destined for this jar to break so that a stronger one would come out of it!

And the poor jar, was shattered.. Simply shattered and kept there in the dark, all alone! In his deep thoughts he was drowning.. And while frowning, he thought to himself, maybe tomorrow, when the sun goes shining........

Wednesday, October 07, 2009

"Joy Of Learning Through PLAY"

~ s o r e l y ~


I'm so sore! But the good news is, I can pinpoint the 'why' ;)

Well, I don't let my guards down ever! Always trying to be stronger than I am, but you know what, it ain't always right! I need to be weak if I am so for a while.. It ain't a crime, is it? Be what I am.. Feel what I feel.. I shouldn't be always right.. Perfectly correct.. Nope.. As a teacher, I always tell the kids it's okay to make mistakes, to be wrong sometimes.. I tell them, I make mistakes, and they go like: "No, you're the teacher miss, you can't..".. But I always say: "I can, 'cuz Im human!".. And so can everyone else.. I even sometimes, intentionally mix up things and say "uh oh, oopsy, sorry guys..".. It's always good to say sorry.. It's a blessing actually.. Giving up is what brings us down.. Big difference there between messing up and fixing things & messing up and giving up, right?

What I did in those past few days is let the windows down! I've always had glass around me blocking me from the world.. It's always good to sniff in some fresh air no matter how humid, sticky, hot, cold, or boring it might seem.. I love this 18 degrees celsius temperature I've been soaking myself in, but I gotta let myself out there every now and then.. Hear the different screams, smell those pungent smells, crash into the unknown.. Don't ya think?

Have a new pungent evening everyone ;)

Saturday, October 03, 2009


Don't you just love ginger; its smell, taste, color & everything! Ginger can make me happy at any given time!! I love it everywhere, with honey, meat, cookies, simply with anything! It's this addictive spice that spices up my life ;)

Soooooooo.... I read this lovely 'feeling' today, written by Leo Tolstoy, the Russian champion of classics, here goes: "He felt now that he was not simply close to her, but that he did not know where he ended and she began." How fascinating! How can someone be so close to someone else! Is it possible, or only in Mr. Tolstoy's world?

I don't know what is it with me and the continuous thinking, I can't seem to stop! I wish I can just pause my mind for a couple of hours! If only! Anyhow, I was thinking (AGAIN), how can I teach my kids to concentrate more while I don't even know how to! Like for instance, whenever I start with something, I distract myself out of it, even if it was something that I wanted to do in the first place (not forced to do)! I'm a clown in class, but yet it doesn't always work!

And now ladies & gentlemen, time for some nice lyrics of one of the best of Nickelback's :D I've always felt like it's more of a prayer than a song really! For me, it's a cry out to God, The One & Only.. The Most Merciful.. Here:

"Prison gates won't open up for me

On these hands and knees I'm crawlin'

Oh, I reach for you

Well I'm terrified of these four walls

These iron bars can't hold my soul in

All I need is you

Come please I'm callin'

And oh I scream for you

Hurry I'm fallin', I'm fallin'

Show me what it's like

To be the last one standing

And teach me wrong from right

And I'll show you what I can be

Say it for me

Say it to me

And I'll leave this life behind me

Say it if it's worth saving me

Heaven's gates won't open up for me

With these broken wings I'm fallin'

And all I see is you

These city walls ain't got no love for me

I'm on the ledge of the eighteenth story

And oh I scream for you

Come please I'm callin'

And all I need from you

Hurry I'm fallin', I'm fallin'"

Friday, October 02, 2009

First Friday In October :D


I'll never forget that night I spent with daddy working on this art project for my arts class: a vase with flowers.. How accurate & talented daddy always is! I wish I can have that from him! The thing is, I can be somehow accurate if I train myself, but never be talented like him.. Or like any one else.. It comes with birth, I believe.. I love the way he does everything, no matter how small it can be.. He always always does his BEST! Bless your heart daddy <3

Yeah, so I don't know about you guys, but for me, everytime I'm in the car alone, going from a place to another, I can't help but think of others, who might be going to the very same place at the very same time, but can't get a ride!!!! I wish there would be something that I can do about that.. Like I can't help but think of the empty seats in my car & the many others who need it! Of course, in this world, people would freak out if I stop to offer them a ride.. Dad used to do that by the way.. But not always did others understand.. I really wish something can be done about that.. I think it'd make our world a btter one, don't you think? And if you do, any suggestions?

One last thought, on gyms.. Yup! I always thought about gyms.. A gym is a very useful place, helping others to feel more comfortable with the body they're in.. But I always had this thought in my mind, and don't know how it can be put into action.. I'll just share it.. For muslim women who do wear the hijab, it'd be a li'l uncomfortable jogging in public, so gyms then would come in handy.. Or even treadmills at home, like for me, or a ladies club, like the one we have here in the U.A.E. (however, it isn't available in all countries), we're lucky to have it here.. But for men, my thought goes.. Well, I always think that instead of men running on a treadmill or lifting up weights in a gym, it'd be better if they do it out there while helping others! Like for instance, help with weights that need to be lifted for someone who can't, in a regular basis.. Or run as well in the service of something that needs to be done.. And so, running or lifting weights will help one's body, while also helping someone else! I know it's a weird thought, but I've had it for so long! Dunno really!

I guess I'm starting to blabber now, so gooooooood night everyone & SMILE, 'cuz it's the World Smile Day, and 'cuz God loves it when you do :)