Nak dengar satu cerita tak?this is a story about a student and a tutor. cerita seorang tutor yang tabah dan sabar dengan seorang student yang telah hilang tahap kesabarannya a.k.a barada at the very critical level.
One morning, there was a bunch of students entered the lab for a practical session. After they had done the praujian and been given some ‘enlightenment’ by the respective lecturer, the session was taken over by the tutors which were also the senior-year students. Each of them for each group of students. However, “dan dan” there was a group without a tutor. Jeng...jeng...jeng... ok sorry for the sound. This is so not a mystic spine-chilling thriller full of suspense. Just a typical lame-story. Nak tak nak, the group had to be divided into 2: with each subgroup combined with other main groups. Now, the focus is on the leading character which was a student in one of the subgroups. Sila menggunakan own imagination untuk mengagambarkan keadaaan tersebut-sorry, no time for utube, heh.
maka mengeluh lah our leading character dengan aras kemarahan pada tahap yang membimbangkan. From anger to denial to disappointment and last but not least, depression. Ala2 5 phases towards death. The acceptance part will be at the end of the story. The leading character berasa bengang secara hyper sebab terpaksa la pulak bersesak-sesak listening to the explanation and the discussion. Memang kalau ikut hati kemalasan metastases secara berleluasa. Tapi nasib baik sempat fikir, “tak nak dengar konon, budget boleh draw ala2 Picasso la tuh? Nanti nak jawab ape dalam pascaujian?”
So dengar la dalam keadaan 132% tak rela dan ala2 merana. Mula nak buat perangai, tetengah that tutor khusyuk dan tawadduk bagi explanation, time tu la pulak nak sound tutor tuh to speak louder *boleh la buat macam tuh, mentang2 la student yang jadik tutor*, “maaf, bisa bicaranya kuat dikit?” uik, boleh pulak terkeluar ayat yang dikira agak bersopan santun. “oo, ngak keras yang mbak”...erk..”ya2, ngak keras, ngak kedengaran.” Dengan sabar sebahagian daripada iman itulah that tutor repeated each of his words yang sememangnya if the same thing happened to the leading character, nescaya mengamuk tak nak dah jadi tutor for the practical session in her entire life.
Bukan takat tu aje, that tutor even showed the slide for each specimen under the microscope for every single of his student...and again dengan penuh kesabaran dan ketekunan, together with the details for the observations and the elements needed when drawing the specimens. satu2 dia tunjukkan, even kalau ade yang buat are-u-talking-to-me face pun dia akan tegur, bertanya faham atau tak, which part that the student did get before repeated it all over again.
He also gave them some precious tips *or hints?* for the pascaujian (ok2, the word is post-test). Eventually, at the end of the session, budak yang down semacam tuh pun got a super expensive lesson. S.A.B.A.R.-as promised, this is the acceptance part for sure.
Today’s lessons:
Sabarlah atas setiap yang berlaku. Pasti ada hikmahnya. Don’t run an amok tak menentu pasal. Lesson number 1: be productive never reactive (as long as you are not classified as a radioactive substance, jangan nak reactive memandai-mandai sesuka suku di mana jua berada).
Compare these situations, which one is the most unfortunate person: the student yang terpaksa bersesak-sesak listening to the explanation and Alhamdulillah at the end she got the points of the discussion (kalau tak banyak sikt) or the tutor yang out of the blue had to secara sukapasrahnya menerima new population of emigrants into that already-big group of students. Kene plak buat siaran ulangan for each point. Tak mengamuk pun...sabar je. That student pulak, takat tutor tak datang pun dah gelabah, emo-hampagas student. Bukan kene suruh menoreh getah pun, takat observe the specimen under the microscope pun dah nak bukak silat bile tutor was absent. Lesson number 2: be grateful.
Lesson number 3: carik lah sendiri.............................................sekian terima kasih
Sekian dulu cerita pada minggu ini. Harap saya mempelajari sesuatu daripada cerita ini.
Mari tutup sesi story-telling ini dengar doa:
"O Allah! I seek Your forgiveness for that which I sought your repentance but to which I subsequently returned; I seek Your forgiveness from that which I rendered to You from my self, but then, I was not able to maintain faithfully; and, I seek Your forgiveness from that by which I claimed I desired your Face but my heart became corrupted with that which I did."
P/s: a friend bombarded me questions, among them was: “eh, semua cerita ni based on true story ke?”, then my answer was, “Banyak la true story. What, do you think this is my personal diary? Sorry mori naik lorry. Tak main la nak bukak hikayat sendiri kat dalam blog. Accessible pulak tu kat semua”-*rolled eyes*
One morning, there was a bunch of students entered the lab for a practical session. After they had done the praujian and been given some ‘enlightenment’ by the respective lecturer, the session was taken over by the tutors which were also the senior-year students. Each of them for each group of students. However, “dan dan” there was a group without a tutor. Jeng...jeng...jeng... ok sorry for the sound. This is so not a mystic spine-chilling thriller full of suspense. Just a typical lame-story. Nak tak nak, the group had to be divided into 2: with each subgroup combined with other main groups. Now, the focus is on the leading character which was a student in one of the subgroups. Sila menggunakan own imagination untuk mengagambarkan keadaaan tersebut-sorry, no time for utube, heh.
maka mengeluh lah our leading character dengan aras kemarahan pada tahap yang membimbangkan. From anger to denial to disappointment and last but not least, depression. Ala2 5 phases towards death. The acceptance part will be at the end of the story. The leading character berasa bengang secara hyper sebab terpaksa la pulak bersesak-sesak listening to the explanation and the discussion. Memang kalau ikut hati kemalasan metastases secara berleluasa. Tapi nasib baik sempat fikir, “tak nak dengar konon, budget boleh draw ala2 Picasso la tuh? Nanti nak jawab ape dalam pascaujian?”
So dengar la dalam keadaan 132% tak rela dan ala2 merana. Mula nak buat perangai, tetengah that tutor khusyuk dan tawadduk bagi explanation, time tu la pulak nak sound tutor tuh to speak louder *boleh la buat macam tuh, mentang2 la student yang jadik tutor*, “maaf, bisa bicaranya kuat dikit?” uik, boleh pulak terkeluar ayat yang dikira agak bersopan santun. “oo, ngak keras yang mbak”...erk..”ya2, ngak keras, ngak kedengaran.” Dengan sabar sebahagian daripada iman itulah that tutor repeated each of his words yang sememangnya if the same thing happened to the leading character, nescaya mengamuk tak nak dah jadi tutor for the practical session in her entire life.
Bukan takat tu aje, that tutor even showed the slide for each specimen under the microscope for every single of his student...and again dengan penuh kesabaran dan ketekunan, together with the details for the observations and the elements needed when drawing the specimens. satu2 dia tunjukkan, even kalau ade yang buat are-u-talking-to-me face pun dia akan tegur, bertanya faham atau tak, which part that the student did get before repeated it all over again.
He also gave them some precious tips *or hints?* for the pascaujian (ok2, the word is post-test). Eventually, at the end of the session, budak yang down semacam tuh pun got a super expensive lesson. S.A.B.A.R.-as promised, this is the acceptance part for sure.
Today’s lessons:
Sabarlah atas setiap yang berlaku. Pasti ada hikmahnya. Don’t run an amok tak menentu pasal. Lesson number 1: be productive never reactive (as long as you are not classified as a radioactive substance, jangan nak reactive memandai-mandai sesuka suku di mana jua berada).
Compare these situations, which one is the most unfortunate person: the student yang terpaksa bersesak-sesak listening to the explanation and Alhamdulillah at the end she got the points of the discussion (kalau tak banyak sikt) or the tutor yang out of the blue had to secara sukapasrahnya menerima new population of emigrants into that already-big group of students. Kene plak buat siaran ulangan for each point. Tak mengamuk pun...sabar je. That student pulak, takat tutor tak datang pun dah gelabah, emo-hampagas student. Bukan kene suruh menoreh getah pun, takat observe the specimen under the microscope pun dah nak bukak silat bile tutor was absent. Lesson number 2: be grateful.
Lesson number 3: carik lah sendiri.............................................sekian terima kasih
Sekian dulu cerita pada minggu ini. Harap saya mempelajari sesuatu daripada cerita ini.
Mari tutup sesi story-telling ini dengar doa:
"O Allah! I seek Your forgiveness for that which I sought your repentance but to which I subsequently returned; I seek Your forgiveness from that which I rendered to You from my self, but then, I was not able to maintain faithfully; and, I seek Your forgiveness from that by which I claimed I desired your Face but my heart became corrupted with that which I did."
P/s: a friend bombarded me questions, among them was: “eh, semua cerita ni based on true story ke?”, then my answer was, “Banyak la true story. What, do you think this is my personal diary? Sorry mori naik lorry. Tak main la nak bukak hikayat sendiri kat dalam blog. Accessible pulak tu kat semua”-*rolled eyes*
2 comments:
alamak fukubuchou!!
terkena la plak!!
tapi aku tau..entry ni based on PA lab arituh kan???
assistant group kita tak datang!!
ngahahahahaha!!!
alamakatak la rean...senyap2 sudah la.pi announced seantero dunia ape citer plak :P
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