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Sunday, March 20, 2016

Gratitude...

Recently I've activated my Facebook account, which I've deactivated and activated a number of times, so that I could stalk on my favourite person's FB wall. ; p

On her wall, I read some postings about being grateful. There's also a video about keeping a gratitude journal. I read the comments posted on her posting and I asked myself do I want to have one? After much thinking, I said to myself "NO!". Now, does that mean I'm being negative?

The idea of having a gratitude journal is not something new. In one of the YouTube videos I've watched in 2012, Oprah talked about her own gratitude journal which she had started sixteen years earlier. She said she started by writing down five things she was grateful for and believed that acknowledging these things made her more receptive to all the goodness in her life. You can watch the YouTube video in the link below:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JzFiKRpsz8c

Well, in the first place, there's nothing wrong in keeping a gratitude journal. Indeed, it is a good idea to remind you some of the blessings God has bestowed in your daily life. Of course, you can't write every single thing you should be grateful for because you have countless blessings in life. Do you thank God by writing down 3 or 5 good things that happen in your daily life?

Why not we look at what Islam teaches us? It is my humble opinion that the idea of having this journal is limiting the deep sense of gratitude to God that we should all have in our lives. I believe there's more to it. If this is the first time you want to give it a try in training yourself to be a positive thinker, perhaps this idea of keeping a gratitude journal will work for you. I'm not a very pious person and with my limited knowledge, I know this is not something I should be commenting on. However. this is another perspective of how you can practise gratitude.

Below is the text of a Friday sermon by Majlis Agama Islam Singapura:


Majlis Ugama Islam Singapura
Friday Sermon

05 February 2016 / 26 Rabiulakhir 1437H
Understanding The True Meaning Of Gratitude

Dear brothers, we often catch ourselves saying “Alhamdulillah”. We do so as it reminds us of the concept of gratitude, and to always be grateful to Allah, The Giver. Unfortunately, at times, because of how easily we utter “Alhamdulillah” to the point that it has become habitual, we may start taking for granted the underlying concept of gratitude and its importance in lifting our spirit and developing our potential.



It is this trait that drove Rasulullah s.a.w. to wake up in the wee hours of the night and stand in prayer until his legs were swollen. And it is gratitude that gave Prophet Muhammad the strength and determination to diligently offer tahajjud prayers. In a hadith reported by Imam Muslim, Saidatina Aishah r.a. said: “The Prophet (s.a.w.) used to stand (in the prayer) or pray till both his feet or legs swelled. I asked him: “Ya Rasulullah. Why are you doing this when all your past and future sins have been forgiven?” Rasulullah then responded with an answer that should move the hardest of hearts. He said, “Should I not be a thankful slave then?”



Jemaah, let us reflect upon this hadith. Rasulullah s.a.w. has been promised Paradise and all of the privileges in the Hereafter by Allah. In other words, the Prophet s.a.w. has been promised eternal success. If we were to go by human logic, when one has been guaranteed Paradise, one can rest and relax as one does not need to worry about one’s position in the Hereafter. Hence, it is only natural for Saidatina Aishah to ask such a question.



But if we were to look at those who have acquired a special status in the sight of Allah, we would learn that their acts of worship were not done because they felt they were compelled to do so. It was also not because of their desire to earn a special place. Because if that was what they were aiming for, they would surely stop striving once they were guaranteed Paradise. However, the reason they performed their acts of worship is out of gratitude for all of the blessings that Allah has bestowed upon them. The more blessings they were given, the stronger their determination and spirit to be in worship of Allah, to bring themselves closer to The Creator. And it is such attitude that we have to instil in ourselves, for example, when we rise to perform our Friday prayers. We do so not simply because it is obligatory upon us to perform our Friday prayers, but we prostate to Allah out of gratitude; to thank Him for blessing us with health, family, iman, and sustenance. Dear jemaah, when was the last time we prostrated and said earnestly: “Ya Allah, thank you for all the blessings You have bestowed upon me!”



Beloved Jemaah,

Al-Imam Al-Ghazali in his book “Ihya Ulumuddin” gave a very interesting analogy about the three levels of gratitude. He wrote that a grateful person is similar to one who joins the king’s entourage, and the king then gives him a horse.



The first level of gratitude, which is the level felt by many, is happiness because he has received a horse that can be used as a mode of transportation, or because it is simply an extremely valuable gift. This means that even if the horse was not from the king – even if it was given by someone else or if it was found in the middle of the desert – his level of happiness will still be the same. This is an example of gratitude of the common man, where his gratitude and happiness is determined by the gift or the blessing, and not by the giver.



The second level, is felt by those who were happy to have received the horse not because of the gift itself; rather, it is because of whom the gift was from. To them, this shows that they have been given attention by the giver (in this case, the king). This level is closer to the true meaning of gratitude. This is when we remain grateful no matter the gift – or even the trial – that Allah has given to us, as it is an indication that Allah still loves us and that He has us in His sight. This is hence an indication that we learned to focus our gratitude and thankfulness to the giver, and not the gift itself. An example is when we love someone. No matter the gift that we receive, we feel happy to accept it not because of the gift itself, but because we feel appreciated by the giver.



The third level, as explained by Imam Al-Ghazali, refers to one who truly understood the meaning of gratitude. He is the one who continues to serve the king even after receiving the horse, just so that he can get closer to him. Even when the gift is withdrawn from him, as long as he is allowed to remain close to the king, he is far contented as that is his only desire. And this, my dear jemaah, is the true essence of gratitude. The more blessed we are, the more we see it as a motivation and drive for us to strive towards closeness to Allah s.w.t.



So that was it, my dear jemaah; a short introduction on the value of gratitude which we will continue to discuss for the rest of this month. May Allah make us among those who are grateful of Him, because of Him. And may Allah place us among the dwellers of Paradise who are always praising Him. Amin Ya Rabbal ‘Alamin.


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I feel, practising gratitude is more important than writing down three or five things you are grateful for in your daily life. Witnessing people whom I love and care for fighting terminal disease impacted me emotionally. Whenever I was able to do simple things which they couldn't, it hurt me deep inside, but at the same time I was also overwhelmed with the feeling of  gratitude for the ni'mah that Allah has bestowed upon me. Alhamdulillah. Let us practise dzikir. Thank Allah. 

There was a time in my life I was not able to prostrate for a year because I had an accident and fractured my spine (unstable compression fracture). It was a serious injury and I spent months at home. I could have been paralysed if the nerves were affected but Alhamdulillah, He knows the best.  The first two weeks, I was depressed because I was totally bedridden. I had to learn how to walk, simple thing which we all take for granted. The weeks at the hospital seemed long and I wonder how I could still be positive with all the negative feedback I got from the Doctor. I remember he even told me that it would be impossible for me to bend my body, what's more to prostrate again as it would only make my spine condition to be worse. I remember watching others praying and prostrating and I would pray to Allah in tears to be given the ni'mah as His servant, to be able to prostrate again. The first time I was able to prostrate again, a year after the accident, is the moment I can never forget. I felt so grateful and close to Allah. It was a long sujood. We have to be grateful in our prayer.

Be grateful for the foods and drinks that Allah has given us in abundance. We should not waste our food and eat good halal food. I realise it is a trend for some of us to take food more than we usually eat when we have buffet lunch/ dinner and then not being able to finish it. Perhaps, it's time for us to stop doing that. Instead of writing down that we're thankful for the delicious foods that God has given us, we should show that we're truly grateful by not wasting any food. 

Muhasabah, or meditate daily before we go to bed. The reflections of the day's events will make us appreciate all the good things Allah has given us. The sense of gratitude will naturally develop in us and help us to be a better person. InsyaAllah.

We should also give charity and practise kindness. It can just be exchange of smiles and kind words to lift up one's spirit or perhaps a warm hug. I believe there are many out there who are kind and doing great wonderful things in the name of humanity. If we are thankful for what we have and we share what we have with others, InsyaAllah, Allah will give us more.

No matter what happens, even when we feel everything is going wrong, we have to thank Allah and always try to be closer to Him. This reminds me of the second ayah in Surah Al Mulk, "(He)Who created death and life to test you (as to) which of you is best in deed- and He is the Exalted in Might, the Forgiving." Life is a period of the test by God and death means the time allotted for the test has come to an end. If we remember that always, things are surely going to be different in our lives.



MLPML







Saturday, March 19, 2016

SPEAKING PRACTICE (GROUP 6, TASK B)

SPEAKING PRACTICE (GROUP 6, TASK A)


SPEAKING PRACTICE (GROUP 5, TASK B)


Tinker Bell (2008)

Click on the given link below to watch Tinker Bell.

https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B6NnL0CJYWqvVVVhc1YxQ185eGM/view?usp=sharing


Tinker Bell (2008)    

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tinker_Bell_%28film_series%29#Tinker_Bell_.282008.29

Main article: Tinker Bell (film)
Tinker Bell (Mae Whitman) is born from the first laugh of a baby, and is brought by the winds to Pixie Hollow (which is part of the island of Never Land). She learns that her talent is to be one of the tinkers, the fairies who make and fix things. Two other tinker fairies, Bobble (Rob Paulsen) and Clank (Jeff Bennett), teach her their craft, and tell her about the fairies who visit the mainland to bring each season. Tink is thrilled and can't wait to go to the mainland for spring.
While out working, she meets Silvermist (Lucy Liu), a water fairy; Rosetta (Kristin Chenoweth), a garden fairy; Iridessa (Raven-Symoné), a light fairy; and Fawn (America Ferrera), an animal fairy. After meeting them, she notices Vidia (Pamela Adlon), a fast-flying fairy who immediately dislikes her because of her unusually strong talent. Vidia challenges her to prove she'll be able to go to the mainland, and Tink creates several inventions, which she shows to the Minister of Spring (Steve Valentine). But Tinker Bell soon learns from Queen Clarion (Anjelica Huston) that only nature-talent fairies visit the mainland.
She tries her hand at nature skills—making dewdrops with Silvermist, lighting fireflies with Iridessa, and trying with Fawn to teach baby birds to fly but she fails miserably at all of these. Meanwhile, Bobble and Clank cover for Tink when questioned by Fairy Mary (Jane Horrocks), the tinker fairy overseer. When Tinker Bell returns, she tries to explain, but Mary simply responds that she knows, and expresses her disappointment with Tink's actions.
On the beach, Tinker Bell finds parts of a music box and figures out how to put them together. Iridessa, Fawn, Silvermist, and Rosetta witness her doing this, then tell her that she was tinkering and that she should be proud of her talent—if this is what she's good at, the mainland shouldn't matter. But Tinker Bell still wants to go to the mainland. She asks Rosetta if she'll still teach her to be a garden fairy, but Rosetta says that tinkering is Tinker Bell's talent.
As a last resort, Tinker Bell asks Vidia for help in becoming a garden fairy. Vidia craftily tells her that capturing the sprinting thistles would prove her worth. However, once she sees Tink making progress, she lets the captured thistles loose, and in attempting to recapture them, Tink destroys all the preparations for spring. Tink decides to leave, but after talking with the dust-keeper Terence (Jesse McCartney) about how important his job is, she realizes the importance of a tinker.
Tinker Bell redeems herself by inventing machines that quicken the process of decorating flowers, ladybugs, etc. This allows the other fairies to get back on schedule, thus saving the arrival of spring. Vidia is punished for prompting her to cause the chaos, and Queen Clarion allows Tink to join the nature-talent fairies when they bring spring to the mainland. Tinker Bell is given the task of delivering the music box to its original owner (shown to be Wendy Darling). The narrator ends by saying that when lost toys are found or a broken clock starts to work, "it all means that one very special fairy might be near."

My voice ; P



MLPML

https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B6NnL0CJYWqvNTQ5RUR4OVFoRzQ/view?usp=sharing

Friday, March 18, 2016

Life reality...

Never once in my life I've ever imagined that I'd have to face such strong torrent of emotions like what I had to face when I witnessed my best friend's death in September 2014 and my cousin's death recently. Both died because of cancers. 
My late best friend took things lightly and overlooked all the initial symptoms of cancer and I was a fool not to suspect anything too. When she discovered it was cancer, it was too late, it was already stage 4. I didn't want to believe the doctors who said that she only had months to live. I told my late friend not to trust the doctors. Knowing nothing much about cancer, I found myself being an immediate researcher, searching for all the information I could find on the internet about different types of cancers and the cures. I was truly desperate at that time. I googled and searched for all the alternative cures I could get for my friend. In my desperation I forced her to try all the supplements and alternative medicines I bought for her, not to mention the trips we made to get alternative treatments available at different places, recommended by different people. Nothing worked and the thoughts of losing her and the endless worries that I had inside of me became unbearable. I was depressed and I didn't know how to be positive anymore. I didn't want to cry in front of her as I wanted her to be strong. That was really ironic because deep inside I felt so weak, I felt as though my heart could burst or explode anytime, but I faked it for her sake. I was still hoping for some miracles to happen and kept telling her not to give up hope. My late friend was really strong in enduring the pain in silence. She never complained and her calmness scared me even more. I knew she had sleepless days and nights and her tumor kept growing bigger and her belly looked like she was 9 months pregnant. I saw her slowly withered as she began to lose her appetite. Her once plump body became thin and her chubby face had slowly shrunk. Later, she was too weak to even walk on her own. I felt totally helpless. I didn't want her to die. When she was too weak and lying on her deathbed, she could no longer open her eyes or speak, but she could hear me. It was a moment I can never forget in my life. I was really panicked when I saw her gasping for her last breath, but managed to teach her syahadah, the Muslim profession of faith that "there is no God but Allah and Muhammad is the messenger of Allah." My only best friend passed away at 2.20pm on 23rd September 2014. We became friends on 23rd September 2005.

My late cousin sister was younger than me and she was a nurse. We were quite close as she grew up in front of my eyes. My aunt really loves her as she's her first born after 4 years of marriage. My late cousin sister and my aunt came to my house last year- 1st January 2015. It was the first day of New Year and my late cousin came straight into my room and kept crying. She never behaved in such a manner as she's a cheerful person. I tried to calm her down but she didn't want to stop crying. At last she broke the news, she was diagnosed with cancer. The doctor wanted to do further examinations to determine the stage of her cancer. This is important so as to know the possible treatments for her. It was only 3 months after my best friend's death and I had to hear this shocking bad news. After further examinations it was found that she had stage 4 colon cancer and she had to undergo colostomy surgery. In her case, the doctor was not able to sew the 2 ends of the colon back together because there was a  tumor at the end of her rectum. Thus, a stoma (an opening) was made on the outside of her body for waste to pass through where a bag was placed around the stoma to collect the waste. My late cousin detested the idea of having to use this colostomy bag for the rest of her life but she had no other options. Not long after the operation, she had to undergo chemotherapy sessions. We were hoping and praying for the best. I was praying hard that her tumor would shrink and she could be cured. The trips to the hospital seemed endless. She managed to brave through all the 12 chemo sessions, and the side effects only to be told by the doctor that the chemo was only to help stop the spread of the cancer cells and could not help to shrink her tumor. I had to undergo the same painful moments I felt when my late best friend was fighting cancer. How could I not? I saw the same things taking place. The only difference I can recall is that I was more prepared mentally to accept her death. I openly talked about death to my late cousin, something I would never ever mention to my late best friend. I wanted her to be close to Allah. I never gave up hope but I guess I was being realistic and practical. She could understand and she would listen to my endless tazkirah, reminders, attentively. I'm not a very pious person but I could see the signs as I had seen when my late friend was dying. When my late cousin was dying, she was given high doses of morphine because she was in great pain constantly. Lying on her deathbed, her eyes were half opened but she was not responding. If you have watched Harry Potter, she looked as though she was under a spell, petrified. She couldn't lift her arms or even move her fingers. Alhamdulillah, she could still hear us. I could see tears welled up a little in her eyes as I whispered in her ear. I told her to be strong and calm. Allah loves her. I was by her side from morning till midnight, reciting yaasin, Surah in Quran, and taking turns with my cousins, sister and aunt teaching her syahadah till the end of her life. She passed away at 1.55am on 27 Feb 2016, at the age of 29, leaving behind a 2-year-old daughter.  Honestly, I was drained mentally, emotionally and physically that night and I could no longer cry. Perhaps, being practical and rational, I realised that my tears wouldn't bring her back to life.

How should I feel or What should I feel now? I don't know. I'm not sure and I don't want to know. All I know is that we're all mortal and so deaths come to us in different forms. May Allah give us good life in this world and in the Hereafter.

MLPML

SPEAKING PRACTICE (GROUP 5, TASK A)


SPEAKING PRACTICE (GROUP 3, TASK B)


SPEAKING PRACTICE (GROUP3, TASK A)


SPEAKING PRACTICE (GROUP 4, TASK B)


SPEAKING PRACTICE (GROUP 4, TASK A)


Matilda by Roald Dahl

The Youtube video of this movie has always been removed because of copyright issues. So, here's a link where you can watch the movie. For your information this is one of my favourites ; )

https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B1SIK2Zz6J1DbXgtTktMMHUwYm8/view?usp=sharing

Plot  

(https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Matilda_%281996_film%29)

Matilda Wormwood is a genius, but her parents, Harry and Zinnia (Danny DeVito and Rhea Perlman, respectively), ignore and mistreat her. At the age of four, she discovers the local library and walks there every day to read while her father is at work, her mother is playing bingo, and her older brother, Michael (Brian Levinson), is at school.
At age six-and-a-half, Matilda begins to lose patience with her parents, expressing a desire to go to school. In retaliation for her father constantly berating her, she adds hydrogen peroxide to his hair tonic, turning his hair an unhealthy blonde. He takes his children to his workshop, where he reveals that the cars he sells are faulty. Matilda accuses him of being dishonest and he belittles her, so she responds by putting super-super-glue on his hat, forcing Zinnia to cut it off of his head. She reads a borrowed library copy of Moby-Dick, which Harry rips up while her family is watching television. When he forces her to watch with them, she becomes increasingly angry and causes the television set to suddenly explode.
Agatha Trunchbull (Pam Ferris) is the tyrannical principal of a rundown elementary school, Crunchem Hall. Harry enrolls Matilda there, where she befriends several children and learns of Trunchbull's violent nature and overtly harsh punishments of the students. Matilda's teacher, Jennifer Honey (Embeth Davidtz), is a kind woman who adores her class and takes an immediate liking to Matilda. She requests to Trunchbull that Matilda be moved up to a higher class, but Trunchbull refuses. That night, Miss Honey pays the Wormwoods a visit to encourage them to spend more time with Matilda, but they snub her. Meanwhile, Matilda discovers that her family is under surveillance by FBI agents Bob and Bill (Paul Reubens and Tracey Walter, respectively) due to her father's illegal dealings, but her parents refuse to believe her, as Zinnia thinks they are ace power speedboat salesmen.
Trunchbull goes to Miss Honey's class for a weekly "checkup" to belittle the students. As a prank, Lavender (Kiami Davael), one of Matilda's friends, places a newt in Trunchbull's water jug to frighten her. Upon discovery of the newt, Trunchbull accuses Matilda, whose anger at the injustice leads her to telekinetically tip the glass over, splashing water and the newt on Trunchbull. Afterward, Miss Honey invites Matilda to her house for tea. On the way, they pass Trunchbull's house, and Miss Honey reveals a secret of hers: When she was two, her mother died, so her father, Magnus, invited his stepsister-in-law, Trunchbull, to live with them and look after her. However, Trunchbull regularly abused her. When Miss Honey was five, her father died of an alleged suicide. Eventually, she moved into a small cottage. Matilda and she sneak into Trunchbull's house while she is out to obtain some of Miss Honey's belongings, but Trunchbull's unexpected return leads to a cat-and-mouse chase, with them only barely escaping without revealing themselves.
When Matilda's telekinetic powers manifest again during an argument with her father, she trains herself to use them at her own will. She returns to Trunchbull's house and uses her telekinesis to wreak havoc in an attempt to scare her away. She almost flees, but Trunchbull finds Matilda's hair ribbon and realizes that she was there. The following day, Trunchbull visits Miss Honey's class again to get Matilda to admit her guilt. Matilda uses her powers to write a message on the blackboard, posing as the ghost of Magnus, accusing Trunchbull of murdering him. Trunchbull goes berserk and attacks the students, but Matilda keeps them out of harm's way with her powers, and together they force Trunchbull out of the school permanently. Miss Honey subsequently moves back into her true home.
The FBI finally uncovers enough evidence to prosecute Harry, and the Wormwoods prepare to flee to Guam. They stop by Miss Honey's house to pick up Matilda, but she refuses to go with them and suggests Miss Honey adopt her. In that moment, a remorseful Zinnia laments not understanding her daughter better. She and Harry subsequently sign the adoption papers that Matilda had kept for a long time. They escape and Matilda lives a happy life with Miss Honey, who becomes the new principal of Crunchem Hall.