tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72771347792971882982024-02-19T14:40:58.970+08:00Japan As I KnowShazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561980101347931734noreply@blogger.comBlogger52125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277134779297188298.post-64567806001567686502023-12-24T07:39:00.000+08:002023-12-24T07:39:11.556+08:00My Cat's Video<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxgi65zogiOqFBRHn7ixvtk7Sopi78ytUq692pKeK6X1gUlx2_WVKA92px8KF36JFGuIzGG6lKKjvdo1UlheA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br /> <p></p><div id="tango-capture-box" style="--tango-capture-box-background-color: transparent; --tango-capture-box-color: #FF7442; display: block; height: 266px; transform: translate3d(174.667px, 8px, 0px); width: 320px;"></div>Shazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561980101347931734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277134779297188298.post-63847802871515750132019-06-17T12:07:00.002+08:002019-06-17T12:07:29.048+08:00TIPS MEMILIH PENGINAPAN DI JEPUN <div style="text-align: justify;">
Dah beli tiket flight? Kan tengah sale sekarang.
Saya dah beli 2 tiket malam tadi ke Osaka dan Hokkaido untuk 2 confirmed trips. </div>
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Lepas beli tiket flight, sampai masanya untuk pilih tempat penginapan. Bagi yang pergi pada musim puncak, sila tempah penginapan seawal mungkin untuk mengelakkan harga yang melambung pada saat akhir, atau paling teruk lagi, tiada penginapan yang kosong pada tarikh yang diingini.
Ok, sekarang saya nak bagi tips memilih penginapan di Jepun. </div>
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<li>Bina itinerari terlebih dahulu. Ini sesuai jika anda memang ada target ke mana nak pergi untuk dilawati. Lebih detail lebih baik kalau yang newbies, kalau dah otai, tak detail sangat pun tak apa.</li>
<li>Kenalpasti laluan (line) tren/subway yang paling banyak digunakan dalam itinerari. Ini membolehkan anda mengoptimakan penggunaan pas tren yang sesuai. </li>
<li>Kenalpasti stesen yang paling convenient dalam laluan tren yang banyak digunakan itu. Maksud convenient ialah, tidak banyak pertukaran untuk ke lapangan terbang, atau yang dekat dengan kedai/masjid dan sebagainya (ini terpulang kepada individu) </li>
<li>Pilih tempat penginapan (hotel/apartment/airbnb) yang berdekatan dengan stesen tersebut. Paling baik jika ia terletak kurang daripada 8 minit berjalan kaki (ini sifir saya). Ini kerana
1 minit jalan kaki bersamaan 80 meter (ini standard Jepun). 10 minit bersamaan 800m. Saya bukan tak suka jalan jauh, tapi tak suka nak heret beg jauh-jauh. Bising. Tu belum kalau winter lagi. Beku. So kalau saya, 8min jalan kaki tu (640m) tu dah kira maksimumlah. Clients saya pun saya akan pilihkan penginapan ikut sifir ni. </li>
<li>Pilih penginapan yang sesuai dengan kehendak kita. Kalau nak masak, mesti ada dapur dan peralatan, kalau beg berat, mesti ada lif, nak basuh baju kena ada mesin basuh, kalau suka iron baju dan tudung kena ada iron (unless bawa sendiri). Harga tak semestinya paling murah. Mestilah padan dengan kehendak kita. </li>
<li>Satu lagi saya nak ingatkan, di Jepun, penginapan dikira per pax. Maksudnya harga ikut jumlah orang sebilik/apartment. Bukan sumbat 9 orang satu apartment tapi masa booking letak 1 orang je. Memanglah nak kena halau. Di sana mereka tidak teragak-agak untuk memanggil polis jika tetamu buat hal, contohnya buat bising, berparti, mengganggu ketenteraman orang lain, merosakkan barang dalam rumah dah sebagainya. </li>
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Oh ya, lupa nak bagitau. Ini cara saya. Mungkin lain orang ada cara yang lain. Tapi mesti sistematik dan ambil maklum pelbagai perkara. Jangan lupa baca review sebelum buat penempahan sebab kadang-kadang memang gambar lagi cantik dari yang realiti, atau tuan rumah memang ada hajat menipu, paling tidak pun cancel last minute.<br />
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Penting juga diingatkan bahawa kita mesti ada sense of give and take bila pilih penginapan. Kadang-kadang tak semua yang kita nak, kita dapat. Pandai2 lah buat pertimbangan. </div>
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Kalau tak ada masa atau tak tahu nak pilih penginapan, boleh contact saya. Kalau nak explore sendiri, ground arrangement sahaja pun #teamichigo buat. Virtual guide services pun ada. Ramai juga yang pergi conference di Jepun guna perkhidmatan kami. Yang pergi holiday tapi nak adventure pun ada.
Tak payah pening kepala. </div>
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*Gambar ini adalah apartment yang saya book untuk diri sendiri di antara 2 trips bulan April lalu. 400m dari stesen tren dan supermarket, lengkap dengan dapur, mesin basuh dan sistem pengering dalam rumah. Iron pun disediakan. Harga ngam tapi tak ada lif. It's ok for me sebab I always travel light. π
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Shazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561980101347931734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277134779297188298.post-90845673440271174432019-05-20T23:46:00.000+08:002019-05-20T23:51:34.922+08:00Tips untuk memudahkan urusan masuk di Imigresen dan Kastam JepunApa yang saya akan kongsikan ini berkaitan dengan pengalaman yang pernah saya lalui secara personal dan juga sebagai guide/penterjemah.<br />
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2 "pagar" utama yang perlu dilepasi untuk memasuki negara Jepun, iaitu Imigresen dan juga Kastam. Tersilap langkah boleh ditahan untuk disoalsiasat. Dan kalau lebih teruk lagi akan dihantar pulang atau ditahan di lokap!<br />
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<b><u>Sebelum ke Jepun</u></b><br />
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1. Pastikan anda tidak membawa apa-apa barang yang menyalahi undang-undang atau barang yang mencurigakan. Contohnya dadah, barang-barang tiruan, senjata, produk berasaskan daging* dan sebagainya.<br />
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2. Sila pastikan anda mempunyai wang bekalan yang mencukupi untuk perbelanjaan di Jepun. Bawa cash yang secukupnya, bawa kad kredit/debit (jika ada), aktifkan pengeluaran ATM luar negara.<br />
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3. Anda tidak perlu memohon visa untuk memasuki Jepun sekiranya anda mempunyai passport Malaysia, tetapi pastikan passport anda jenis bercip dan tarikh sah sekurang-kurangnya 6 bulan selepas tarikh pulang dari Jepun.<br />
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<b><u>Sebelum mendarat di Jepun</u></b><br />
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1. Pastikan anda mengisi borang pendaratan terlebih dahulu dengan betul. Pastikan anda mempunyai butiran tempat menginap iaitu alamat dan nombor telefon hotel/apartment/Airbnb. Sekiranya menginap di Airbnb, pastikan anda menyatakan sekali nama tuan rumah.<br />
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2. Sekiranya anda datang dengan jemputan, sama ada untuk company training, konferens atau jemputan keluarga, pastikan anda membawa sekali surat jemputan dari pihak yang berkenaan. Sekiranya anda datang untuk melancong, itu lebih mudah.<br />
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<b><u>Ketika mendarat di Jepun</u></b><br />
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1. Lalui prosedur seperti yang ditentukan. Beratur di imigresen untuk diambil cap jari, gambar muka serta dokumen. Passport dan borang pendaratan diperlukan di sini.<br />
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2. Ambil beg dan terus beratur untuk pemeriksaan kastam. Serahkan borang kastam di sini. Jika datang dalam satu kumpulan, anda boleh gunakan 1 sahaja borang kastam untuk mewakili semua.<br />
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3. Pastikan anda ingat nombor kunci beg atau mempunyai kunci beg yang anda bawa. Ini memudahkan urusan apabila diminta untuk membuka beg untuk pemeriksaan.<br />
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Setelah selesai pemeriksaan di kastam, sila keluar ke balai ketibaan. Anda tidak dibenarkan menunggu rakan-rakan/keluarga selepas pemeriksaan kastam. Sekiranya ingin menunggu, buatlah sebelum pemeriksaan kastam dijalankan.<br />
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<i>Berikut adalah pengalaman sebenar yang pernah saya lalui.</i><br />
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<b>Kisah pertama : Dibawa ke bilik soal siasat kerana disyaki membawa dadah.</b><br />
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Kisah ini berlaku ketika saya belajar di tahun kedua prasiswazah di Jepun. Saya kembali ke Jepun setelah pulang bercuti di Malaysia. Saya masuk melalui Lapangan Terbang Narita. Ketika menunggu beg (selepas imigresen), saya diminta untuk ke bilik kecil untuk disoalsiasat.<br />
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Pegawai bertanya sama ada saya tahu undang-undang Jepun terhadap kesalahan membawa masuk dadah ke negara itu. Saya pun jadi cuak memikirkan kemungkinan ada orang yang meletakkan dadah dalam bagasi saya tanpa saya ketahui. Namun saya cuba untuk menjawab semua soalan dengan tenang.<br />
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Pegawai meminta izin untuk membuka dan memeriksa beg saya. Saya semakin cemas. Bagaimana kalau memang betul-betul ada? Adakah saya akan masuk lokap? Bagaimana kalau keluarga di Malaysia tahu?<br />
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Beliau telah memeriksa segenap sudut dalam beg saya. Tapi yang beliau jumpa (yang lain daripada yang lain) ialah sebungkus cili kering merah yang saya bawa dari Malaysia. Maklumlah, orang Melaka sentiasa nak makan yang pedas-pedas. Nak dapatkan cili yang just nice kepedasannya memanglah kena beli di Malaysia. Cili kering di Jepun yang ada di pasaran semuanya pedas sangat!<br />
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Rupa-rupanya anjing pengesan polis telah tersilap! Atau mungkin polis yang tersilap sangka tindak balas anjing terhadap cili kering saya itu. Maka beriya-iyalah pegawai tersebut meminta maaf daripada saya. Walaupun rasa sedikit marah, tetapi perasaan lega mengatasi semuanya. Alhamdulillah, saya dijauhi daripada perbuatan khianat atau yang seumpamanya.<br />
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<b>Kisah kedua : Disoalsiasat kerana membawa barang berunsur keganasan</b>.<br />
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Perkara ini berlaku baru-baru ini ketika saya membawa rombongan pelajar ke Jepun. Hampir kesemua ahli rombongan telah keluar ke balai ketibaan kecuali 2 orang. Kami menunggu agak lama, namun masih tiada bayang lagi. Tiba-tiba seorang lagi pelajar dipanggil masuk oleh pegawai kastam. Pada mulanya saya mengagak mereka ditahan kerana membawa produk makanan yang tidak dibenarkan. Tetapi setelah agak lama masa berlalu, saya pun menjadi syak. Saya masuk semula ke dalam (apabila pintu terbuka) dan bertanya kepada pegawai di situ.<br />
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Beliau telah menyatakan bahawa pelajar-pelajar tersebut sedang disoalsiat dan akan menghubungi saya sekiranya ada apa-apa yang diperlukan kerana saya boleh berbahasa Jepun. Beliau meminta untuk saya menunggu di luar. Sekiranya ada apa-apa, mereka akan mencari saya.<br />
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Agak sejam juga berlalu. Akhirnya pelajar-pelajar yang disoalsiat itu keluar. Apabila ditanya, rupanya salah seorang pelajar telah membawa buku yang berkisarkan tentang TERRORISME. Walaupun buku tersebut dalam Bahasa Melayu, namun perkataan "Terrorisme" sangat sensitif buat masyarakat Jepun yang mementingkan keamanan. Lebih-lebih lagi apabila Jepun akan menjadi tuan rumah kepada beberapa event penting tahun ini dan akan datang, seperti Persidangan G20, Kejohanan Ragbi Antarabangsa dan tahun depan Tokyo Olimpik.<br />
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Pemgajarannya di sini, jangan sekali-kali bawa barang yang berunsur keganasan. Sudahlah kita sebagai Muslim selalu disalahtafsir sebagai pengganas, kalau kita bawa pula barangan seumpamanya, memang dijadikan modal lah untuk disoalsiasat. Sudah beberapa kali saya dipanggil untuk pemeriksaan khas, hanya kerana saya memakai hijab. Geram pun ada kadang-kadang tu.<br />
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<b>Kisah ketiga : Kesalahan membawa masuk najis dadah</b><br />
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Kali ini bukan main-main. Memang betul kes rakyat Malaysia membawa masuk dadah ke Jepun. Ada 2 kes. Kes pertama pesalah menjadi keldai dadah. Dia telah menyembunyikan sejumlah dadah di dalam seluar dalamnya untuk dibawa masuk. Kami mengenalinya kerana diminta menjadi penterjemah oleh keluarganya.<br />
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Dipendekkan cerita, dia telah dijatuhi hukuman penjara 10 tahun dan denda yang banyak. Kasihan keluarganya yang terpaksa bergolok bergadai untuk dia.<br />
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Kes kedua pula, seorang lagi rakyat Malaysia yang telah ditahan kerana membawa masuk dadah. Kali ini saya sendiri yang menjadi penterjemah. Untuk kes ini, saya menjadi lebih faham tentang undang-undang dan prosedur yang berkaitan dengan kesalahan ini kerana ada sesi dengan peguam.<br />
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Dalam kes ini, tertuduh membawa dadah untuk kegunaan sendiri dalam kuantiti yang sangat sedikit. Sekali pandang, kes ini tampak seolah-olah ringan kerana ia tidak bertujuan untuk mendapatkan keuntungan. Namun, sesi bersama peguam telah menunjukkan yang sebaliknya.<br />
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Di Jepun, kesalahan yang berkaitan dengan dadah ialah a) memiliki dadah (untuk kegunaan sendiri) b) memiliki dadah untuk tujuan mendapatkan keuntungan. c) membawa masuk dadah ke dalam negara untuk salah satu atau kedua-dua tujuan berikut.<br />
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Sekiranya anda membawa masuk dadah ke negara Jepun dan ditangkap, anda perlu "menunggu" di lokap balai selama 19 hari (maksimum) sebelum pihak pendakwaraya memutuskan untuk mendakwa anda di mahkamah. Dalam masa 19 hari itu, anda akan disoalsiasat oleh pihak polis dan pendakwaraya. Anda juga akan diberikan peguam yang dilantik oleh kerajaan Jepun.<br />
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Sekiranya pihak pendakwaraya memutuskan untuk mendakwa anda, anda terpaksa menunggu lagi sebelum kes pertama disebut, paling cepat 1 bulan. Menurut peguam, matlamat tidak akan menghalalkan cara. Maksudnya, walaupun anda membawa dadah dalam kuantiti yang sangat sedikit pun, anda tetap akan didakwa. Walaupun anda menggunakannya untuk tujuan merangsang motivasi diri untuk kerja (contohnya) tetapi itu semua tidak dikira. Yang penting anda ditangkap ketika memiliki najis dadah tersebut. Kalau cubaan bawa masuk ke negara Jepun, lagilah tinggi pemberatnya. Apatah lagi jika ia adalah untuk tujuan mendapatkan keuntungan.<br />
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Apa pun sebagai penterjemah, saya terpaksa mengawal perasaan. Kasihan kepada keluarga yang terpaksa mengeluarkan belanja yang banyak untuk datang melawat dan membayar penterjemah yang mahal. Satu lagi, apabila ada masalah bahasa, tidak semua yang kita nak sampaikan dapat disampaikan. Tak sama dengan berbahasa sendiri. Kemudian, anda terpaksa masuk di tempat tahanan di negara asing. Janganlah berharap dengan kedutaan. Mereka banyak perkara lain yang perlu diselesaikan.<br />
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Oh ya, peguam Jepun yang saya jumpa tempoh hari sangat tinggi integritinya. Beliau tidak mahu menerima apa-apa jua hadiah, mengingatkan kami undang-undang itu adalah undang-undang, yang perlu dibezakan dengan perasaan dan emosi. Juga, beliau tidak akan berkata bohong semata-mata untuk menyelamatkan keadaan.<br />
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Kesimpulannya, hati-hatilah sebelum ke negara orang. Jangan tertipu dengan orang yang cuba memperdayakan kita dengan menjanjikan wang yang banyak dengan menjadi keldai dadah. Fikir-fikirkanlah tentang orang yang tersayang.<br />
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Dah lamaa saya tak blog.<br />
Walaupun setiap semester mengajar dan "memaksa" pelajar-pelajar saya buat blog untuk assignment kelas. Haha.<br />
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Dan hari berganti hari, profesion saya pun sudah berubah. Dari menjadi pelajar, kembali mengajar dan berhenti sebagai pensyarah sepenuh masa dan menjalankan perniagaan sendiri. Masa berlalu amat pantas, saya tak sangka dah bertahun saya tinggalkan blog ini tanpa catatan yang konkrit. Sehinggalah pemergian Imam Hamanaka baru-baru ini (siapa dia Imam Hamanaka, saya akan tulis dalam catatan yang lain), saya tersedar bahawa jika saya tidak menulis, kenangan itu hanya tinggal kenangan. Dan tiada apa yang boleh dilakukan dengan kenangan yang tidak ditinggalkan.<br />
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Tahun ini, tahun yang amat bermakna buat saya.<br />
Satu cita-cita yang dah lama saya pendam, iaitu untuk "bekerja dari rumah" sudah tercapai.<br />
Ada satu lagi cita-cita yang belum tercapai, tapi jangan tanya apa dia sebab cita-cita saya pelik belaka. Haha.<br />
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Tahun ini era baru untuk Jepun. Maharaja baru yang perlu menangani cabaran yang lain daripada yang dulu. Sama juga seperti saya, perlu menghadapi cabaran baru setelah keluar dari zon selesa. Perkara pertama yang saya nak buat ialah, saya mahu lebih banyak menulis. Tak kisahlah kat mana pun. I just want to keep my ideas, thoughts flowing.<br />
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Perkara kedua, saya nak kongsikan refleksi daripada apa yang saya pelajari melalui pengalaman saya di Jepun. Dulu bila handle banyak kelas, saya ada peluang bercerita dengan pelajar-pelajar saya. Sekarang, dah kurang peluang tu sebab cuma mengajar seminggu sekali. Sebelum saya terlupa, lebih baik saya kongsikan. Mungkin pernah dikongsikan di facebook dan sebagainya, tapi saya akan simpan juga di sini.<br />
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Perkara ketiga, saya rasa seru itu sudah sampai. Dulu saya tak nak buat, dan saya benci bila buat. Sekarang saya rasa masanya sudah tiba. Apa benda tu? Tak nak bagitau. Hahaha.<br />
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Oh ya, gambar ini diambil di Dogo Onsen syotengai, iaitu deretan kedai-kedai di menuju ke arah Dogo Onsen, iaitu onsen (kolam air panas) tertua di Jepun. Dogo onsen ini telah bemula 1000 tahun yang lalu, dan ada disebut di dalam Manyoshu (iaitu koleksi puisi dalam bahasa Jepun klasik yang tertua). Perkataan "Reiwa" juga dipetik daripada Manyoshu ini.<br />
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<br />Shazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561980101347931734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277134779297188298.post-47025558295283217572012-08-25T04:21:00.001+08:002012-08-25T04:21:17.400+08:00A Journey to be Missed <div style="text-align: justify;">
When I was younger, I was relatively an anti-social. As a kid, I did mix around with my peers (especially boys) but I always find reasons not to attend weddings, and visit relatives. I was not really into engineering, but when I was offered a scholarship to study engineering in Japan, I took it up because I thought I would not end up working with people (but machines instead).</div>
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So when I changed my career to become an educator, in a business faculty, there is no more room for me to deny the value of networking. And I believe that it is my responsibility to nurture the students with this value. To understand them, I must "feel" them. When I can "feel" them, troubleshooting should come easy. I can see how my parents (both teachers) and my teachers did that to theirs. May Allah bless them.</div>
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And throughout this short 3 years, I have learnt that to feel and understand them, it takes a lot of time and energy. I make myself available off and online so that we can get in touch whenever they need me (or sometimes vice-versa, LOL). I invite them for tea or meal to talk about other things than textbook or lecture slides, I attend their functions whenever possible, I brought them to my Mom's to have some decent meal (thanks Mak :)), I took them out for activities like picking rambutan and collecting durians or shopping, watching movies, and even to the zoo! haha. I brought them to Japan to see what I saw as a student. I visited their houses during several occasions (so far 5 homes) to get to know their families. Or just as simple as sending a hi message. I know I cannot treat everybody the same, but I just do what I can.</div>
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It is nice when once in a while they drop by just to say hi, or sending messages telling their whereabouts. Sometimes they would resort to me to ease their anxiousness in some issues, or just to get somebody to listen to their thoughts and feelings. In some cases, I had to punish them for what they did, so that they won't do the same to other people.</div>
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Why I did all this? Because I believe that each and everyone of them has their own potential and that they have someone to refer to if they cannot stay focused. And that life is not all about textbooks. They should nurture their potential through the network they have built at least with me or through me.</div>
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So I will be missing all these soon. I hope they will be strong and have all the willingness to improve themselves to a greater height. My prayers will always be with them.</div>
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Shazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561980101347931734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277134779297188298.post-89670859632745723932011-07-31T01:27:00.000+08:002011-07-31T01:27:36.171+08:00Alumni. What does it mean to you?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi69UBZ741mnOeO9UqJ8cElBBgg2479cLFSPBcrJCpQeLHAcxry70W2fSAg2gMzECZCU2QXR6c-gHh7vbHqljwQmo-w3SqPMM0Uu3HqYuOWQeVyJjqYb7p1CLcui40GAmPFYtwZ-hZ3qHsd/s1600/IMG_1203%255B1%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi69UBZ741mnOeO9UqJ8cElBBgg2479cLFSPBcrJCpQeLHAcxry70W2fSAg2gMzECZCU2QXR6c-gHh7vbHqljwQmo-w3SqPMM0Uu3HqYuOWQeVyJjqYb7p1CLcui40GAmPFYtwZ-hZ3qHsd/s320/IMG_1203%255B1%255D.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Not knowing what to do tonight, I flipped through papers and letters on the coffee table. Suddenly I saw this...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">"Oh, a letter from Kyudai!"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Feeling so excited, I opened it harshly..</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">2 pamphlets on Kyudai News.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">They still remember me! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">and they took all the hassle to send me the news (even when they can just send it by email?)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">That's why I always say to my students- half of my heart is left there.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Alumni is a crucial platform for ex-students to give back to their school. But just giving back is not enough. The school MUST remember the ex-students as well, otherwise, they will forget their way "home".</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It should be a GIVE and TAKE, and WIN-WIN relationship.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Come August, the September. Convocation is approaching and I can't help wondering what UKM Alumni does for its members.. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div>Shazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561980101347931734noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277134779297188298.post-47442036430375051502011-02-01T23:40:00.001+08:002011-02-01T23:48:44.209+08:00When was the last time your teacher touched your heart?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">This entry is gonna be long. It is a combination of experiences I had over the weekend that really touches my heart. "Touches" not "touched". It touches me every time I recall.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Sangat macho, kategori handsome yang berjanggut kambing.</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">He was my class teacher, taught us Maths and never failed to amaze us with his stories. </span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">He built that sprinter in me -- tiap-tiap pagi sampai sekolah je kena lari keliling sekolah a few rounds, berlatih sprint sampai penat -- but at the end there was always hot milo and biskut kering (syoknyaaa)</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">He was also one of our netball trainers -- like any other sports; football, badminton, etc.</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">He would listen to us. Fulfill our request to bring our "teater tepi padang" to the stage -- and still remember who played what role (aku pun dah lupa)</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">He wiped my tears and drive away fear of hurting myself during my first days training gymnastics.</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">He was the only teacher who had ever caned me (and everybody else in the class!) </span></li>
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</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><u><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Cerita 2 : Pontianak</span></u></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"Kamu pernah nampak pontianak tak?"</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"Err~tak pernah Cikgu. Kat mana,kat sekolah ke?"</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"Ha'ah, masa tu kami buat perkhemahan kat sekolah"</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"Cikgu sendiri nampak?"</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"Yee~saya nampak dia melompat dari pokok ke pokok. Tapi bukan pontianak la, penanggal.."</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"Haa! Penanggal? So Cikgu nampak la tali perut dia?"</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"Nampak~ berjurai2 bermanik2"...Alhamdulillah, dia tak masuk kawasan khemah kita, dah "dipagar" siap2"</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"Huuuuuu~"</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><u><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Cerita 3 : Cerita</span></u></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"Balik2 pada cerita Lin anak Cikgu Zabidi. Bapak dia SK Tedung, mak dia sekolah ...(aku xingat)..</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Mak dia dok fikir kat mana nak sekolahkan..akhirnya dia dia masukkan SRKM2.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Si Lin ni diam je, saya pun tak tahu dia ni ok ke tidak ke...Mak dia pujuk dia, kata lepas seminggu kalau dia tak rasa tak selesa, Mak dia akan tukarkan dia"</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Tapi, biasala, saya rasa saya tahu ubat dia."</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"Apa dia Cikgu?"</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"Cerita! Kamu taulah Cikgu kan suka bercerita. Si Lin yang diam, tunduk je tu, bila time cerita, bukan main lagi mendengar. Dan lepas seminggu bila Mak dia tanya balik, dia kata; tak payahlah tukar sekolah--sebab nak dengar cerita Cikgu!"</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">--Hah korang, dah Darjah 6 pun ternganga dengar cerita cikgu!--</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"Mmmphh, jangan kata Darjah 6, Cikgu, dah naik U pun, kalau time cerita--ternganga juga!"</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"Sham, kat mana awak jumpa si Lin ni?"</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"Abang nak bawak balik tak kucing ni?"</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"Takpe ke Cikgu pakai camni aje?"</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"Lepas ni ajak kawan-kawan semua buat perjumpaan kat rumah saya"</span></td></tr>
</tbody></table><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I was so happy to see him happy. And he even said that he is gonna find my house in Nilai the next time he travels to his relative's house in Bukit Mahkota.</span><br />
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">(Tapi Cikgu kena bagitau awal-awal ya sebab kadang-kadang saya kena pergi bengkel---padahal dalam hati nak selamatkan rumah yang macam tongkang pecah sebelum Cikgu tiba!)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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</div>Shazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561980101347931734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277134779297188298.post-36903000133780979412011-01-30T01:41:00.000+08:002011-01-30T01:41:55.739+08:00What I did on my 35th birthday2.30 am : Woke up to check FB posts and open birthday presents from my students :)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Thank you Iffah!!</td></tr>
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3.30 am : Solat Hajat sempena birthday<br />
4.30 am : Drafting final QM exam questions while sipping a cup of hot coffee<br />
6.30 am : Solat Subuh + took a nap<br />
8:00 am : Woke up and prepare kids for taekwondo<br />
9:00 am : Breakfast @ mamak and went to the wet market<br />
9:50 am : Played badminton with husband<br />
10:15 am : Fetch the kids from taekwondo<br />
11:00 am : Left for SMAPK Alumni Meeting @ SMAPK<br />
Nominated as Vice President 2<br />
2.30pm : Left SMAPK for home +Zohor<br />
5:00pm : Watched Spongebob with kids while having kuetiaw goreng yg dimasak oleh Ustaz Wan Akashah. (Sedap giler!!) + Asar<br />
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8:00pm : Maghrib + left for ALPS Electric (M) Sdn Bhd<br />
9:00pm : Left for Melaka<br />
10:15pm : Arrived in Melaka<br />
10:30pm : late dinner + borak2 dengan Mak + online till now<br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;">Tomorrow I will be meeting Cikgu Rashid, cikgu kesayangan aku dulu yg dah tak jumpa for about 23 years. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Kesimpulannya, my 35th birthday was just an ordinary day of which I would run around doing things. Tapi aku bersyukur sebab Allah masih membenarkan aku hidup to read bedtime stories to my children and hug them whenever they need it. I know that I am created for few good causes, if not many. </div><div style="text-align: justify;">And to my husband who is always understanding (although keep forgetting my birthdays hehe, but not this year), I am glad that I have you.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Lastly, this is a song I love to listen during birthdays. From my favourite star, Koji Tamaki --HAPPY BIRTHDAY. Enjoy :) </div><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/bAdm4tz-u9g?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Shazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561980101347931734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277134779297188298.post-20992448325825082372010-12-01T18:43:00.003+08:002010-12-01T18:46:53.047+08:00Japanese grads are Second Class?<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I had a hectic schedule last week. 22/12, immersed in marking and grading, 23/12 attended meeting with JICA consultants-Pusat Inovasi Kolaboratif-UKMTech in the morning and then off to Look East Policy Symposium at PWTC. 24/12 submitted grades, 25-26/12 participated in Malaysia-Indonesia International Conference on Economics, Management and Accounting. The schedule was so hard I had to send my kids to their grandmother's.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Oh, back to the title. This was a part of a speech by a minister who officiated the Look East Policy Symposium. He mentioned that there is this perception that students who are sent to Japan are second class students, but actually it is not. Whomever gets a scholarship to study abroad are equally excellent; regardless of where they go. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">But in reality, I think it is true. I am not saying that Japanese grads are of second class, but the perception does. Why do people think so? The reasons might be</span></div><ol><li style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">UK and US are always the first choice. The rich and famous send their kids there to study, so if you are selected to go there, you must be the luckiest person on earth.</span></li>
<li style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">UK and US have the top (or should I say toppest? :p) universities in global ranking, but Tokyo University, the toughest univ in Japan never topped the chart.</span></li>
<li style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">UK and US grads are the nation's decision makers. Japanese grads? Do tell me if you know anyone.</span></li>
</ol><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Based on my experience, I applaud those who have successfully graduated from Japanese universities. Can you imagine, with zero knowledge of Japanese language, you have to master it in less than 2 years before entering a university that teaches everything (including English) in their language? Not only that, your actual purpose is to master the knowledge but how can you master the knowledge before mastering the language? At the end of the 2nd year of matriculation we had to sit for the highest level in Japanese language proficiency test (JLPT1) before sitting for another 2-3 exams before qualifying ourselves to enter a university. It was quite painful, but what I learnt from this experience was that we should never underestimate the ability of our brain. All we need is patience and persistence.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">On the other hand, those who are sent to English speaking countries are just so lucky. You have learnt English like your entire life and then just learn new things, new technology there. Your probability of passing with flying colors are higher than ours! But this is just a minor concern.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">The real issue for me is the third one. Although the program to Japan started in 1983, only 27 years ago, Japanese grads have yet to appeal their presence to the society. We have yet to become the nation's key decision makers. Not many of us are entrepreneurs; what more technopreneurs (the nearest field besides being a technical person at the shopfloor). That is why people think we are of second class.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">That is also why I would try my best not to turn down important invitations by the alumni (I belong to JMC/JAD* Alumni). I remembered the first one was to give a motivational talk to JAD first year students who were camping at Gombak (near Perkampungan Orang Asli) and the second one was to attend the symposium as participant cum interpreter. I believe a strong alumni will further enhance the capability of the graduates.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">My dream is to see the Japanese grads stand tall, as tall as other overseas graduates and of course local grads, and together contribute to the country. We should be everywhere, just anywhere; private or government, manufacturing or service, having a boss or being the boss, and from there, little by little we should climb that ladder to the top.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">None of us are second class unless we tell ourselves that we are. Full-stop.</span></div>Shazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561980101347931734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277134779297188298.post-53092186966911965642010-11-22T00:09:00.001+08:002010-11-22T00:11:51.379+08:00Meeting sambil berdiri..Ada berani??<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Meeting and eating has become a regime in government departments. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">You can get a full meal if your meeting stretches the whole day. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Meeting rooms are so cozy, you can doze off if the meeting is boring.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">This culture has never been a practice in a Japanese company (oh should I mention, manufacturing company). </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> When I was working as an engineer in a Japanese MNC, meeting is usually conducted in meeting rooms in each building you are in. RF Design section was in Building 2, which has 1 meeting room. Meeting is done accordingly, short if everything is ok, a bit long if there is a problem. But never it surpassed 2 hours.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">And, eating? NEVER. We were not even served a cup of coffee. If you have a meeting with customer in Building 1, where the General Manager is in, then you will be lucky enough to be served with one. Other than that, you bring your own mineral water la.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">You knowla how the Japanese companies are very particular about "Muda" (wastage).</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">They will try their best to reduce wastage in terms of money, energy, time and whatever.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">According to my husband, the company now is moving a step forward.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">To reduce meeting time, make faster decisions, meetings are done standing.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">The meeting rooms are now locked, only opened for trainings for new staff.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Another meeting area will only have a table, if they need to use projector and laptop.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">And this includes managers meeting which is held every Wednesday. (No wonder my husband looks so tired after work on this day).</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">They have been implemented this kaizen for about a couple of months now. I am not sure how they quantify the results of this kaizen effort, but I am pretty sure everybody would want to end the meeting quickly.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Who wants to stand up and argue for more than an hour??</span></div>Shazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561980101347931734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277134779297188298.post-30408766414936297082010-11-21T01:54:00.000+08:002010-11-21T01:54:00.726+08:00It is time for new DIARY!<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Today we spent some time at Low Yat and KLCC. Had lunch at KLCC and then singgah PetroSains, then off to Kinokuniya.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">As usual I will go to the stationery corner first and then only the book section.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Hah! The diaries & schedulers for 2011 is out!</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Only God knows how fussy I am about diaries. Well, I used to keep the 365days diary during my early years in Japan. Later when I got busier, I turned to scheduler, in which I will plan and record my daily activities.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">In Japan, scheduler is a must for nearly everyone. Even the teenagers keep their scheduler. And the new designs would come out as early as October, because usually the calender will start from December the previous year. And the design...oh...just can't help it. Sooo many!! A variety of choice on the sizes too! ( I will upload the photos of my previous schedulers later..no time now lah)</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">So, what is the design of my choice? Whatever the cover is, the internal part must have</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">1) Large monthly view, where I can see my overall schedule of the month (this is the reason why I don't use scheduler provided by UKM)</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">2) No week views. No need for that. I plan by month</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">3) Ample pages at the back to jot down prompt ideas.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">4) The scheduler must be easily opened, meaning that it is flat when I am writing on it.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Oh ya, back to the Kinokuniya story, too bad the imported diaries and schedulers from Japan are way too expensive. And the locally produced ones, not attractive at all. I will wait until more designs come out (which is unlikely for the local product) tapi takpelah.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Uhh..tak sabarnya nak dapatkan scheduler 2011. New scheduler will bring new spirit of the new year..:))</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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</span> </div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">This program was realized last week, after rigorous efforts made by the students (and me, lol). Finding fund was so difficult in this time of economic crisis, so besides cutting the itinerary short, I have asked Matsuzaka-san, one of my good friends in Fukuoka, to introduce me to someone in Hatobus (he worked in the company before). So he introduced me to Yoneda-san whom later I realized is one of the managing directors of the company. Yoneda-san really listened to our needs, and even gave us some discounts on the whole charges. Matsuzaka-san told me that Yoneda-san arranged everything on his own-which task he can always handover to his staff.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span> </div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">So, there we were, on a plane to Narita, on 6</span><sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">th</span></span></sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> Dec, 2009. For many of the students, it was their first trip overseas-and of course, their first flight. For me, it was a homecoming, although I only spent 3 months of my total stay in Japan in Tokyo.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span> </div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">We arrived at about 7.30am in Narita, but the immigration queue was so long we finally got out at about 8.30am. After buying Tokyo Metro Pass which is cheaper for Narita users (Yen710 --> Yen600) and rented Japan sim card for 105yen perday (which is much cheaper compared to roaming), we took off to Tokyo Keizai University(TKU) by Hatobus. We were very fortunate because the weather was very clear we could see Mt Fuji from afar. We finally arrived at TKU at 11:20am due to the traffic jam. Prof. Tajima and his colleagues welcomed us with a speech and a lecture on SUICA-how it helps in retaining customers. Then we went on a campus tour and lunch with the Japanese students. There was an βikemenβ in the group and I saw how interested the girls were on him ;). Finally, we moved on the next destination, ASEAN-Japan Center. Like others, I was so tired but the topic presented during this visit was very interesting to me because it was quite related to my phd research proposal theme. Obviously, most questions during the session came from me. Oh, I just wished I had more time there. The session ended at about 5pm and as we went out of the building we saw Tokyo Tower standing proudly not far from us. Apalagi, keluarlah semua jenis kamera!</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Finally (nilah baru final), we arrived at Ginza Capital Hotel for check-in. The room was small, as expected, but for me, ok aje. Sangat letih, but I wanted to wait for SMAPxSMAP at 10pm. Meanwhile, as usual, there was Hey3x and on that day it was ARASHI special. At 9, I could not bear it anymore so I thought of getting a nap for an hour before 10. Bangun-bangun aje dah 1amβ¦Missed SMAPxSMAP..GERAM!!! </span></div>Shazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561980101347931734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277134779297188298.post-78077380466130875522009-10-22T11:12:00.001+08:002010-11-21T01:13:47.624+08:00Majlis Perjumpaan Maahad Muar OB/OG 2009- A lesson to learn<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Kenapa Maahad Muar? Bukan takde kena-mengena ke?</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Heheh..well, I was a Sharodzian & SMAPKian, but my husband was a Maahadian (mls nak tulis pjg2) before he became a SMAPKian.It happened that my sister-in-law and her husband were also former students of this school. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">So, last weekend all of us + the kids went to this event held at the school. I have been here once before, on a debate competition. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Not many people came, because there was another gathering by one batch of ex-students yesterday. However, what I noticed was that those yang dulu nakal-nakal are now heading the committee. In spite of carrying a title of 'bekas pelajar sekolah agama', they were all gila-gila, and the meeting was alive, but they still buat this one tradition (xtau namanya) they usually do in Maahad.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">And without them knowing, I quietly sit at the back of the hall, jotting down a few things & ideas brought forward by the committee & members of the floor.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Last week or so, Cikgu Shimah, my teacher in SMAPK asked me to revive our alumni. There are so many things I would like to contribute to the school, but it happened that after the initial meetings, nearly all of the committee members went overseas to further their studies. And next year, who knows I would not be here to help them?</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I think it is time to let the energetic youngsters to take over. We have been wasting a lot of time doing nothing while we are actually capable of helping not only our brothers and sisters in school- the alumni should also look after the kebajikan (tak terlintas pulak english wordnya) of the teachers. And I believe, each batch has their own strong connection - they must be meeting elsewhere, informally - well, at least through facebook. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I guess one good time to do a gathering, informal pun takpe, (potluck pun ok ape-kita datang bukan utk mkn), is during the university students' semester break after the final exams which is around the corner -definitely after SPM (around 16/12-20/12 ke). Yang penting, we get to know new friends and meet our old friends & teachers AND serah kuasa kepada yang muda.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">As for the database I keep from the first meeting, it is still with me. Softcopy I am not sure where, tapi hardcopy ada lagi.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">So SMAPKians, WHAT SAY YOU??</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Oh ya, kawan2ku of Sharodz, this idea applies to all of us too. Selalu lalu kat tepi bukit dok tgk jela ke atas. Rindu pulak nak menjenguk masuk!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">p/s We were served with nasi lemak before meeting and nasi beriyani after the meeting. Semua termasuk kuih-muihnya sangat sedap. Taukehnya warden Maahad sekarang and dia cerita nasi beriyani & kuih2 nya dapat tempahan dari Sultan Johor!</span>Shazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561980101347931734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277134779297188298.post-27173203908143174122009-09-01T16:19:00.010+08:002010-11-21T01:17:48.865+08:00Prof Shutto and the gang at my house!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTSlyY6Xz-iVOzE6ko2kIJQYwe99IfUc9AsPEhWrJHA8OhVLTT1RTGvzsptrdEon06tMzeR4UslMy7nLYoqjhi940EMB24iK0OjCChPWn8rE1KZLTbmdco5mL2YuV39C3xKcLwCwEZ1m-8/s1600-h/sensei2.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377502397763263922" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTSlyY6Xz-iVOzE6ko2kIJQYwe99IfUc9AsPEhWrJHA8OhVLTT1RTGvzsptrdEon06tMzeR4UslMy7nLYoqjhi940EMB24iK0OjCChPWn8rE1KZLTbmdco5mL2YuV39C3xKcLwCwEZ1m-8/s400/sensei2.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I booked them straits view rooms at Holiday Inn Melaka and reserved a car with driver from my uncle's. It happened that my aunt who was the driver that day, but we didn't tell our guests about that because we wanted to keep it professional :p</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">They departed at 10am from Ritz Carlton KL to Melaka, as planned, and arrived at about 11:45am. My aunt brought them to a curry house for lunch and searched for stalls selling durians (upon their request) but could not find one. I went there at about 2pm and we quickly went on a short course around Banda Hilir.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Firstly, we went on a riverboat cruise along Sungai Melaka. Basically I would recommend a night cruise because it would be hot during the day, plus you won't be able to watch the beautiful illuminations only available at night. Anyway, kudos to the guide, Mr Bernard whose explanation on the historical buildings was very comprehensive and interesting.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Then we went to a nearby spa, which I recommended them to try fish spa. First time, so they were quite excited. Yang kelakarnya, the spa is surrounded by glass walls so people outside the spa can see us with our kaki dikerumuni oleh ikan-ikan tu..heheh.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Later we took a beca ride to A Famosa. Kesian pakcik yang kayuh beca Prof & Kashiwagi-san, dahle inclined road, pakcik tu tak larat terus turun and tolak beca tu. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">After A Famosa, we went to the Independence Memorial Building. I told Prof that there was a painting that really touched my heart: people in UMNO general meeting giving away whatever they have-money, jewelleries they wear and put it on a big white cloth tied to the piles of the building- to support Tunku Abd Rahman expenses to London in his quest for the country's independence. We went in and searched for the painting while learning about other things/events leading to 31/8/1957. I was surprised to learn that these guys do not know about the duit daun pisang (or the Japanese notes in Malaya during occupation). Prof also revealed that he was in Indonesia, as an expatriate in 1970s and know very much about Soeharto and Sukarno.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">5.30pm, I brought them to Pasar ramadan Telok Mas. Thought of Pasar Ramadan Taman Cempaka, but I am afraid if any one would get lost in the midst of the crowd, it would be hard to find them. It was quite an experience to them..Yang kelakarnya, everybody noticed that they are foreigners. Twice they got free kuih just by watching it being prepared..heheh. I met my class teacher, Puan Hamidah - which was a big surprise because we both are working in UKM but never stumble upon each other.</span></div><div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Nearly 7, we reached home. Finally Prof got to see Nani, but she didn't remember him! Then we buka puasa together with chicken rice (mak buat), some kuihs and fruits like durian, duku and langsat. I hope they enjoyed the meal.</span><br />
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<div><div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Later, at about 9, we went to Tesco. It was quite crowded. Seemed like a new experience for them because shops in Japan close after dark. Did some shopping, we went to Secret Recipe for coffee. Prof ordered a durian cheese cake-not for him but for the other two to 'taste' for him because he was already full!.</span></div></div><div><div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">At about 10, we sent them to the hotel and headed home.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Next day, we went to Holiday Inn again to say goodbye and pass some souvenirs for them. Prof promised me invitations to AdAsia09 (http://www.adasia09.com/) -yess!!</span></div><div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Hopefully I would be able to visit them in Tokyo this December on a project with UKM students.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">And I hope they would come to Malaysia again some time.</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">The 4th day now, and alhamdulillah, the weather is not too hot, rainy at night, breezy during the day. I had a terrible sorethroat since the last few days so I didn't (couldn't!) eat much. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">The first day was in Melaka, had an all-red (chilli-based) break-fast. Appetite was happy but the throat suffer. Second day, we break-fast in Muar and again..all hot and spicy. A painful headache started to develop on this day and it is a good sign, my body is fighting the toxic accumulations and perhaps trying to get rid of them.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Today I feel lighter and happier- no more headaches, relieved sorethroats..</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Some quran readings at work also make things work out.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">By the end of the month, I expect a healthier me (physically and spiritually) with a reduction of 2-3kgs of body weight.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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</div>Shazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561980101347931734noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277134779297188298.post-67585802468427510092009-08-14T11:30:00.003+08:002010-11-21T01:18:46.707+08:00To go or not to go..<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">An e-mail came from Japan yesterday saying,</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"Dear md yusof shazlinda,</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I will take you, md yusof shazlinda, as a Ph.D. candidate of Graduate School of Technology Management, XXXX University starting in the spring semester of 2010 with a condition that you will take the entrance examination held on Feb. 13, 2010 in Japan."</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I am half-way through my PhD application!</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">It is unlikely that I would not pass the entrance exams if the prof has already agreed to accept me to be my supervisor -- well, that is what he said..</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">But, the question is, am I prepared to do a longer journey than my MBA away from my family-again?</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Lubang sudah dikorek, nak masuk atau tidak aje...</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Oh well, Istikharah is always the best way to solve. But for now, I do not have another choice yet to do that!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Time will tell, and for the time being, I want to enjoy a Japanese lunch today with Prof Miki Toshio from Sapporo Gakuin Univ who is in UKM on a sabbatical leave.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Nak pegi kemas-kemas kereta sikit...</span>Shazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561980101347931734noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277134779297188298.post-19211001978310560462009-07-25T17:20:00.004+08:002010-11-21T01:19:05.541+08:00Missing Japan...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">My husband brought back a Toyota Wish from Japan last year. It happened that my workplace is outside Nilai, so he let me drive his car everyday except Fridays. The car is so comfortable for the driver and the passengers, but the radio can only catch frequencies of 90MHz and below. Meaning, I can only listen to Muzik.fm, radio IKIM, and some minor stations while driving.</span><br />
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</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Whenever the programme is boring, I would switch on the CD. I don't have a lot of CD collections so I would turn to the self-made J-pop collection CD I have always listened to in this particular car when I was in Japan.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Every time the songs are heard, I felt as if I was driving the roads of Kitahara towards either Furukawa or Naruko. The winding roads and crystal clear rivers of Naruko, the paddy fields along the way, the bakery we have always visited during the weekends...everything comes out at each and everyone of the song I heard.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I can never forget the sereneness of country living in Japan. I am always thankful to my chemistry lecturer when I was in Japanese Matriculation Center (JMC), Mr. Fukunaga, who insisted my to choose Kyushu Univ.(Fukuoka) over Waseda Univ (Tokyo). His reason was that my personality fits 'kampung' life. And he was correct!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Tourists may aim big cities like Tokyo or Osaka but for me they mean less compared to the breathtaking sceneries of the countryside.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">And I am really missing them, I do.</span></div><div><br />
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</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">No matter how busy I am/was, I have never hired a maid. And I will not, if Allah permits. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">However, the risks are</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">1) We have to eat out when I do not have time to cook.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">2) My house looks like a .... urgghhh..can never mention..</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">3) We have to rush home to fetch the kids and consequently bring work home.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">BUT.. I can never tolerate our privacy with a convenience of having a stay-in helper at home.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I am extra tired - like today, getting up at 2am and still awake at 6am with a 4-rounds of laundry, cleaning up the kitchen and ironing the clothes - (but still have time to update the blog!)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Later today I will have to go to Melaka, to attend the students and appointments with clients. Visiting my in-law who is admitted to the hospital in Batu Pahat is also something I have in mind of doing (just wish there is more than 24hrs in a day!)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Having heard of so many uncomfortable stories about maids these days, I am already a maid-phobia even before hiring one. So much so that I am willing to sacrifice my 9-5 job if I cannot take this load anymore! </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Tan Sri Muhammad Ali Hashim, on the other hand, is now actively giving talks - his first I saw on TV attracted so much of my attention I realized he is a person with an exceptional aura. And his words - business is jihad - is something I can't agree more.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Owning a business now, I am feeling and tasting the "business is all about a jihad to the community and not all about money" statement. Many people might think jihad is when you are in a field of war, but fighting to survive a business is a battle itself. A good business practice is when you give back to the community and this will only take place when you have well-founded principles.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I was a practising engineer so, I felt the need to practice what I gained from my MBA. Everyday is exciting because every step I would make in maneuvering this business will connect me to the related bits I have learnt from the classroom and my work experience. It is like γͺγγ»γ©γγall the time. Oh needless to say, life in Japan had taught me a lot about managing an ideal business in the eyes of the customers.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I definitely do not know what will happen in the future but I hope as long as this thing is running, I will try to do everything in my power to contribute by providing the best service at an affordable rate. It is an open innovation; I always ask my clients what I can do to help them. And as this business takes off, I will execute the thing I have in mind to return to the community, insya-Allah. Business is jihad, anyway.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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</div>Shazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561980101347931734noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277134779297188298.post-2913514135579857622009-06-27T18:32:00.006+08:002010-11-21T01:21:43.722+08:00MJ's gone<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">A lot of people are talking about the news now, I believe- even my husband yang xdengar muzik tu..</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> </span><br />
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</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I can ask publishers to send books to me at no cost as long as they are in line with my field/interest, and attend trainings arranged in-house or outside as I wish (and this happens almost all the time)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I have recently registered for a training on repairing printers. I have one unused printer at home because something went wrong but I don't know how to fix it. When I saw the ad in UKM's website, I thought it would be great if I can do it myself-what's more-its FOC!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">A training on e-learning which I attended 2 weeks ago was also very helpful, not only for the class I am going to teach inside UKM, but also for those outside. If I have time, I can develop e-content for online learning-utilizing what I have learnt from the training.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">As an educator, we also have the priviledge to request for readings not available in univ's library. Just ask online and they will get it for you.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">So everyday, quietly in my room, I would devote myself to the ritual of reading--of course playing around with the internet when I get bored--and I can't tell you how fulfilling it is.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I feel like somebody is watching me, secretly. Somebody I know.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Blogging means exposing myself to the world, and that is well-understood.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">But when it comes to --how come you suddenly know ah?- thing, my curiosity antenna grows longer.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Oh, anyway, as long as it is not detrimental, what a heck. Dozo, bacalah! ;)</span>Shazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561980101347931734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277134779297188298.post-39789444349841691142009-05-13T16:58:00.005+08:002010-11-21T02:06:19.386+08:00A taxing week<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I have been terribly busy for the past 2 weeks.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Pergi balik Melaka, making calls, business meetings...</span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; text-align: justify;">Inilah rasanya bila nak set up business..</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: justify;">For all these while, sedar tak sedar I have actually underwent portions of my life with big events (to me laa..)</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: justify;">Zaman kanak2 dulu tu malas nak cerita, starting from 20~24 years of age, my first experience in Japan, went backpacking to several countries in Europe. 25~30, working in a Japanese company -- where I learnt the practical things as an engineer and administrator. 30~ 35 (I guess), masters & phd and setting up a company for my family.</div></span> <div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: justify;">I see all these sebagai satu cabaran yang perlu dihadapi.</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: justify;">I remembered when I was at the lowest point masa buat masters dulu.</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: justify;">I thought to myself that that point will pass..and there will always be a silver lining..</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: justify;">So it did...alhamdulillah.</div></span> <div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: justify;">This business thingy, is really taxing, financial and energy wise.</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: justify;">Sampai dah 4 hari rasa xberapa sihat.</div></span> <div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: justify;">Anyway, I will try my best to finally see that silver lining.</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: justify;">Ganbarou!!</div></span>Shazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561980101347931734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277134779297188298.post-39397257055603979672009-04-08T16:48:00.004+08:002010-11-21T02:07:22.179+08:00I am now "officially" at work<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Today marks my 1st week being a UKM staff.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Owning an individual room, more flexible working hours are 2 new experiences for me...or should I say the first 2 culture shocks in my history of employment..lol.</span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; text-align: justify;">Since I entered in the middle of the semester, I won't be teaching any subject.</div><div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; text-align: justify;">What I have to do is get prepared for my PhD; complete the basic requirements -SLAB course & BTN and get a place + scholarship to study.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: justify;">Luckily my ex-classmate in Sharodz is here so I'm always accompanied during lunch time. Oh, there are another 2 who reported on the same day, so we keep one another informed of what to do and what not.</div></span> <div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: justify;">I am going to miss doing trainings..had to decline 2 offers this month-just hoping that I won't regret it.</div></span>Shazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561980101347931734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277134779297188298.post-489262975285073782009-02-27T18:52:00.008+08:002010-11-21T02:08:26.747+08:00Establishing Asia-Pacific Children Convention (APCC) Bridge Club Malaysia<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQOLcetNGSnXwDkep3lrGiuRi-RYlSjpB6IjQOPEeoaoKZdeQ8-u6QXqBL59T0UHoGYhL5c8DhwTW_zJ_wk7hzBeTCQvNzRvlCtpY0Q8ehyYDT0GGow3aYFd54fKbN7O4ShD4DYLYA3YFG/s1600-h/BC2.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308227600989705042" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQOLcetNGSnXwDkep3lrGiuRi-RYlSjpB6IjQOPEeoaoKZdeQ8-u6QXqBL59T0UHoGYhL5c8DhwTW_zJ_wk7hzBeTCQvNzRvlCtpY0Q8ehyYDT0GGow3aYFd54fKbN7O4ShD4DYLYA3YFG/s400/BC2.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 235px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify; width: 400px;" /></a><br />
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</span></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">In 1998, when I was studying for my degree course in Kyushu Univ 3rd year, I decided to participate as a volunteer in Asia-Pacific Children Convention in Fukuoka during the summer holidays. This huge event is organized since 1988 by an NGO in Fukuoka, now known as APCC to promote peace and international ties between Japan and participating countries. </span></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Every year APCC invites children all over Asia-Pacific countries to Fukuoka. During their 2-week stay, they will experience homestay at typical Japanese homes, and participate in various activities arranged for them. Usually there will be 10 participants from each country, 8 selected school children, 1 PA (Peace Ambassador) and 1 chaperon. That makes up about 400 participants in total. As this international event requires a lot of communication in English/ various languages, anybody can join as a volunteer in documentation, and on field. That was where I came in. I participated in this event as a volunteer to help Malaysian delegates communicate, along with a junior student from Malaysia, Adie, who was assigned to help children from Tuvalu.</span></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">You can check the details of this event at </span><a href="http://www.apcc.gr.jp/e/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">http://www.apcc.gr.jp/e/</span></a></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">This was one of the most precious experiences I had in Fukuoka. I got to know people from various countries, esp from those we rarely hear about like Tuvalu and Bhutan. I got Matsuoka's (a top Japanese tennis player at the time) sign my yellow "We are the bridge" t-shirt which kept until last year (that was 10 years). The delegates, homestay families and volunteers were so cheerful and friendly which made saying goodbye to them was so painful to me.</span></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">And all those memories come back to life when one of the boys contacted me through facebook recently. Man, they still remember me? Unbelievable! They were 11 years old when I first met them, sekarang dah besar panjang! Syahmi, Zahirah, Sharifah were those I met at the meeting.</span></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">That brought me to the meeting between APCC representative from Fukuoka, former APCC participants with officers at Kementerian Pelajaran Malaysia and later with Embassy of Japan. The purpose of this meeting is to discuss matters pertaining APCC like sponsorship etc, but most importantly about the establishment of Bridge Club Malaysia. Bridge Club is an alumni for those participated in APCC, and their job is to promote APCC by making activities and social work in their country. Sri Lanka,Indonesia and Thai BCs are already active but Malaysia has yet to start any. </span></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Now it is time for these kids to make their first move, and I think it is my responsibility to help them in any way I can. The establishment of Malaysia's BC will help promote the ties between 2 countries thus realize the motto of APCC, "We are the Bridge".</span></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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