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Assalamualaikum and good day my beautiful peeps! 
Syawal finally ends. After a month of raya-ing and having open house-s throughout the week, I still don’t feel like puas makan rendang. huhu :p
Another bridge to cross ey? Honestly, to me, there are several ‘bridges’ in my life. Bridges that change the way of life, change the path, but not changing the aim or main purpose of living as a khalifah in this very Earth.
What bridges have I crossed? How many? Where did they lead me to?
The answer is simple.
It’s who I am today. 
I was born on September 21st, 1985. At 5 years old, my parents sent me to Tadika Kemas. Confused you not my friend, kindergarten is not the first place where education starts. Education starts at home. Some say since we are in the womb. As babies, growing toddlers, kids are like a pure white canvas. It’s the duty that falls on the painter on how to draw, how to paint, what colours to be used, etc. The painter here refers to the parents. If the parents don’t take the effort to show what good morale behaviours are, they can’t put the responsibility totally on education institution. (that’s a different issue. will write abt it some other time)
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Okay, I went to kindergarten. One experience that I couldn’t forget is, my teacher was pregnant. She was very tired and couldn’t teach us ABC. Then, it was me who taught my friends there about ABC. (am I born a teacher? hahah) My parents were teachers, so before they sent me to the kindergarten, they equipped me with basic2 stuff like ABC, 1,2,3, simple2 nursery rhymes, etc.
Done with kindergarten, I went to primary school, the same school where my mother was teaching at that time. She was very3 fierce and strict. Taught my class Mathematics, I couldn’t answer her question. As a ‘reward’, I was canned using the long yellow/brown ruler, and it broke into two! Hamik kau. Ganas tak? But I didn’t feel too much pain cuz I wore jeans inside the kain. Dono why. I couldn’t remember. hahah. As we were in the car heading for home, I cried my heart out, kept saying to my mum, “Mak tak sayang Diah!! Mak pukul Diah dpn kawan2, malu tau!!”. (n there I talked about being embarrassed, not about the pain. thanks to the jeans! hahah :p) Excuse me my friends, I was born an idiot when comes to culculation. lol~ As I was growing up, I finally understand the reason. It falls under ‘education’. It’s how you educate your child. Before you do anything, you must know your child. Which type of learner are they? Which strategies motivate them successfully? Is it positive reward? Or could it be negative reward, which is punishment? (pesanan penaja : know your child for successful education path :p)
My mother during her last day serving as a teacher/Headmistress in a primary school in Jasin.
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Then, I went to a kampung school very near to my house. A small school, categorized in rural area school (skola luar bandar) but was a very successful school. I still remember when I was in Form 5, our school won the ‘Sekolah Harapan Negara kategori sekolah menengah luar bandar’. It was soooo cool! And I remembered clearly, I wasn’t the most genius person in school, but I managed to get into the Q List (quality list) where 10 names with highest achievement would be displayed on the main notice board. (kembang sat.haha) And I managed to beat the most genius person at school. But only in one subject je lah, which is English. But hey, nobody could beat her, so dpt kalahkn satu subject pun cukup lah! hahah =p oh almost forgot to tell ya, I took pure science at school. I love Biology alot!
Having Biology as my favourite subject, I wanted to be a veterinarian. That was my aim. After the SPM, I got a few offers, but I decided to go to matriculation college in Melaka. (where my arwah abg studied for a few months before he went to UTM). I took Sains Hayat and met a few friends there. I got two best friends there. All three of us were in the same class. They are Fadilla n Amy. Dila now in UPSI. I think she already graduated. Amy now in Indo, finishing her medical course.
This is the part where I made a choice. After two months in KMM (Kolej Matrikulasi Melaka), I received an offer letter to attend an interview with BPG (Bahagian Pendidikan Guru) for TESL programme (Teaching English as a Second Language). I went to the interview. And few weeks after, I got a phonecall saying that I was selected. My dad wanted me to leave KMM and pursue TESL instead. I told him that, being a Vet was my childhood dream. I insisted to stay. But being a daughter, I finally agreed. He probably knew better since he is a father and a teacher. So,I left KMM with a heavy heart and I went to Institut Perguruan Ilmu Khas (IPIK) in Bandar Tun Razak. The programme is a 6 years twinning prog between IPIK and local university, which is University of Malaya. It’s a hell long and winding journey for me as it taught me many things. All 75 of us, we watch each other grew up, from an innocent girl/boy to now a mother of cute lil’ babies. Who knows one of us might be the Minister of Education, kan kan?
memorable days in IPIK
In IPIK, during my 4th year, I was not well, and it brought me to make a BIG decision. I decided to undergo a minor surgery. If I didn’t, it might affect the studies. Oh well, it already did, during the final semester in IPIK. And I sucked BIG time when I got the result.
The 5th year, we went to University of Malaya to finish our final 2 years there. Such great and memorable memories and experience we got from each other and from the lecturers. Here, I started having interest in photography and as well as modeling. I bought a DSLR using scholarship money (plssss jgn contohi daku! hahah) and I took part in Pencarian Cover Girl Dara.com 2007/2008. Managed to be one of the finalists, and managed to get the title ‘Miss Favourite’. Since then, the ‘bridge’ I crossed brought me to my better half. =]
The cover for February 2008
With Kak Aida, one of the journalist of Dara.com magazine after the final event.
During the final event, all the finalists must perform in Talent Show segment, which I choose to play the guitar, since it’s the only thing that I know. huhu
How it happened?
Since the final event ended, I did some modeling to kill the time, did it on part time basis. A renowned Malaysian photographer, Adhadi Mohd contacted me saying that he was interested to have me as his model in his basic photography class in Putrajaya. So I went and do my stuff there and the students were snapping the photos. After the class ended, we exchanged phone nums and contacted each other through email cuz I want the photos that he took. hehe. Apart from being a model and allow people to take my photos, I myself love to take photos too. But not as good as the pros lah, dh nama pn amature. hehe. So we went out for several outings with our other photographer friends, and later, the Cupid did his job. You know what happen lah. hehe
Another bridge that I am currently crossing will bring me to another big step, a new life. Not totally a new life la, it’s more to another phase of life. The life where two souls be as one, where togetherness is very crucial, to stand together, give and take, more responsibilities to be hold, things to leave behind, and etc. Thinking about it, being a spouse is not easy. And soon being a parent. Lagi lah~ But here I am, proudly crossing the bridge with courage, faith, alongside with hopes, prayers from family members and friends, and with visions. I am ready to leave my single life behind to go to a better place : “melengkapi tulang rusuk si adam dan berada di sisinya untuk dikasihi dan dididik dunia dan akhirat.” I am done with berembun, balik pagi, berhuha-huha with friends, doing crazy stuff (like berkarok from 11-4a.m. hahaha) My time has passed. I’ve enjoyed it. And now is the time for me to move on to another place. This time will berhuha-huha with (bakal) asben tersayang. hehe.
But again, moving to a new chapter of life doesn’t change everything. I’m not planning to leave everything behind. It’s just I have a greater responsibility to carry out. I am still the same old cute lil’ blowpish (quoting from RJ :p) Nadiah that you know. My love to everyone especially my family is the same. Don’t forget that yeah. I might me a bit distant in the future, but let’s not make distance as an issue. We have the technologies, so no need to worry yeah.
Hurm…wondering what more ‘bridges’ to be crossed in the future, and where will they bring me to..
If this entry is a thing for you to ponder, look back to your life, and look to the future. If I insisted to be a vet, and didn’t go for TESL prog, would I have a chance to be who I am today and meet my better half? I wish you readers can see those bridges in your life and where they lead you.
Truly,
Nadiah Ibrahim.
(oh yeah, that’s my lappy and my handbag. menyibuk kejap :p)
*memories…my arwah kak ngah 2nd from left, n arwah bg lang 1st from the right, myself at 1st left and my cuzzie bro Jem 2nd from right*
lps tuh br blk mlk…
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