Art Class

Last Sunday, I open an art class..but just for my kids...

I bought all the things from Rakan Seni at Gardens, Mid Valley. The things are pretty cheap if you compared sending them to the real art class.

At first I thought of sending both elder to the Kizsport art class. But thinking that the timing might not suit us, beside that we have to travel quite far, so i ended up open one at home just to entertain them.

They enjoyed themselves very much.

When kids grow up, you just have to create activity to fill their free time...

Hero

I have been reading the news about our Heroes at Lahad Datu. Condolence to the families. It must have been hard to receive such news about your loved ones.

Getting to know that the police being place at the scene is from Commando, it reminds me of my father..He was once one of them. Of course he has retired and alhamdulillah he live long and he gets to see all his kids grown up and weds with lots of grandchildren.

During my father time it was a communist. I can see scars everywhere in his body. My mom must have been shivering every time he had to go to fight. I can feel it now..especially she has to take care of 4 little kids. 

I love you both very much..thank you for always being there and thank you Allah for letting them be with me.

Forgive story

Something to share...

DO U HATE SOMEONE???

A Nice story with a good moral. Please go through.

A kindergarten teacher decided to let her class play a game.

The teacher told each child in the class to bring along a plastic bag containing a few potatoes.

Each potato will be given a name of a person that the child hates.

So the number of potatoes that a child will put in his/her plastic bag will depend on the number of people he/she hates.

So when the day came, each child brought some potatoes with the name of the people he/she hated. Some had 2 potatoes; some 3 while some up to 5 potatoes. The teacher then told the children to carry with them the potatoes in the plastic bag wherever they go (even to the toilet) for 1 week.

Days after days passed by, and the children started to complain due to the unpleasant smell let out by the rotten potatoes. Besides, those having 5 potatoes also had to carry heavier bags. After 1 week, the children were relieved because the game had finally ended...
The teacher asked: "How did you feel while carrying the potatoes with you for 1 week?". The children let out their frustrations and started complaining of the trouble that they had to go through having to carry the heavy and smelly potatoes wherever they go.

Then the teacher told them the hidden meaning behind the game. The teacher said: "This is exactly the situation when you carry your hatred for somebody inside your heart. The stench of hatred will contaminate your heart and you will carry it with you wherever you go. If you cannot tolerate the smell of rotten potatoes for just 1 week, can you imagine what is it like to have the stench of hatred in your heart for your lifetime???"

Moral of the story:
Throw away any hatred for anyone from your heart so that you will not carry sins for a lifetime.
Forgiving others is the best attitude to take!