A LOTS OF PICTURE DURING HARI RAYA 2008..

REWRITING..A WEDDING CEREMONY THAT I HAVE LEARNED...

A wedding is the ceremony in which two people are united in marriage. Wedding traditions and customs vary greatly between cultures, ethnic groups, religions, countries, and social classes. Most wedding ceremonies involve an exchange of wedding vows by the couple, presentation of a ring or rings, and a public proclamation of marriage by an authority figure or religious leader. Special wedding garments are often worn, and the ceremony is followed by a wedding reception. Music, poetry, prayer or readings from Scripture may also be incorporated in the ceremony. This involves the bride and groom feeding each other sweetened rice. The celebrations are later concluded with poses for family photos. On my view, most wedding ceremony is a tremendous and attracted because it has a unique and own characteristic.

AN INTERESTING EVENT FROM MY FRIEND...

My friend that I think had the most interesting event is muazzah. I am so excited during heard her story.Her story make me interestin. Perhaps the rest of my friend probably did not agree with me because we were in different opinion. Muazzah told me that she had involved in “khatam Al Quran ceremony. Everyone who attend and involve in this ceremony, they have to wear traditional and Islamic costume. For example, “baju melayu” or “sarong” for men and baju kurung for women. Moreover, the entire guest will have delicious and authentic meal such as Briyani Rice and Penang Laksa. They are in groups while joined this ceremony. Most of them are adult including oldfoks.The entire guest will have their special activities which they will “marhaban and berzanji” together. This event is focused on part of religion activities. In my opinion, who one involved in this ceremony will had advantages for themselves either in their personal life or social environment.

REWRITING...THE LESSON DID I PLAYED FROM MY GAME..

When I was 8 years old, I learned how to be an excellent student from my favourite game. I like to play lego because it makes me feel happy and there from my ambition to be an architect when I grew up. From my game I can practice doing things such as I know how to solve a problem. At first, I feel angry because what I built from my lego can not make a shape like car, building, dinosaur and so on. I always gives up of what I built with my game. Then my brother comes teach me how to make shape, and he always gives me some advice that as a student we can not easily give up of what we have done. We must strive and struggle if we want to be an excellent student. From that time, I intent to be a successful student like my brother and do not easily give up. After that, I successfully built many shape from my lego. Now, i am so because i can learned the importance of thinking, and i want to be an excellent student in the future. i try to generate of what i have done..

...RITES OF PASSAGE..

Events during a family's history such as births, weddings, circumcisions, even funerals were also celebrated or commemorated (remembered as an important event) by Muslims of the Middle Ages. Each culture that became part of the World of Islam added their traditional celebrations and mixed them with Islam. Weddings, for example, were celebrated in different ways across the world of Islam, but there were similarities. Reading from the Qur'an was always done. Henna (dyeing of the hands) was a common Muslim and Indian ceremony.
Lives were also influenced by the culture and class into which the child was born. For example, wealthier families would celebrate differently than poor families. A Muslim living in Turkey would have a very different life from a Muslim living in Arabia or Persia. And a woman would have a very different life from a man. Such are the influences of culture, class, and gender during the Middle Ages.
But yet Islam had a tremendous unifying effect across the whole of the Islamic World from India to Spain and beyond.

BIRTH.. A baby was usually born in the family's home with the help of a midwife (woman who helps deliver babies). In some cities there were hospitals that women could go.
Families usually preferred to have a male child. This is because the sons would stay with the family and take care of the parents. Daughters usually left home to move in with the husband's family. So the birth of a son, especially, was cause for a great celebration.

- CIRCUMCISION...

Circumcision was practiced in most Muslim cultures. Circumcision was common in the Middle East before Islam from the time of Abraham.
Muslim boys were circumcised between the ages 2-14 by special surgeons. The circumcision ceremony introduced the child to his religious society as a new member and was part of a transition to manhood.
Circumcisions were generally celebrated by the family and whole community. Boys got presents. There was a big feast in the village with musicians and entertainment.
[Note: Circumcision is not required nor mentioned in the Qur'an, but Muslims generally follow this tradition which Arabs and Jews followed, at least since the time of Abraham.

-BECOMING AN ADULT In most cultures, when children reached puberty they were treated like adults and were given adult responsibilities. Women could marry and many did at an early age. Men usually married a few years later. Both the young men and women (even at the ages of twelve or thirteen) would be expected to work. In fact, they may have been working much earlier! Boys were often trained in a job that their family members followed. For example, the son of a farmer would most likely be a farmer. The son of a merchant would be trained to become a merchant. Young men would be expected to join in combat if needed. There was no idea of "being a teenager" - a time of freedom from hard work and serious responsibilities, like there is today in the United States. If the child had learned the Qur'an (usually by the age of ten) and knew the rituals, they would be allowed to go to the mosque like their fathers and mothers.

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...SWEET AND PAINFUL MEMORY..

Everyone have their own experience in life either it is sweet or pain memory and same like me, I have a story that I want to share with you. This story that I could never forgot and I hope you will enjoy with my experience. The story starting when I was in form four, my school held an English elocution contest. I was really horrified when I was chosen as one of the participants. For the next few days I searched model essay books for a suitable topic to speak on for I could never have had written my own speech even if my life depended on it. Eventually, I chose a topic on pollution because at that time everyone from the man in the street to the top ministers were talking about it. After that, I memorized the speech until I was word-perfect. Having done that, I practised delivering the speech in front of a full-length mirror. At the beginning, I stumbled over some tongue-twisting words. Later, I was able to deliver the whole speech in a ringing voice and with the most emphatic gestures. I thought that I was magnificent and so did my family. Eventually, I even dared to think that I might win the championship after all!!
At last, the day of the content arrived. I was seated in front with the rest of the contestants. Some of the contestants spoke and I thought that they were very good. However, I felt that I was better than all of them. When my turn came to speak, I wanted to stride confidently up the stage but my legs had turned rubbery and I could hardly walk. Somehow, I made my way up the stairs to the stage and stood in front of the microphone. “ A very good morning to the Chairman, my beloved Principal, teachers and fellow-pupils,” I began and that was as far as I got. My next words simply refused to come out. All the beautiful words which I had stored in my memory seemed to have evaporated. My limbs were also so stiffened by fear that I could not coax them to display any of the gestures which I had taken so much time and effort to perfect. I could feel the audience sympathizing with me but I did not want their sympathy. What I wanted was their admiration. By a tremendous effort of will, I managed to let out a sound but it turned out to be croak because of my tense throat muscles. The audience was no longer sympathetic and it roared with laughter. I was so humiliated that I ran down the stage and out of the school hall without looking back even once. When I was home again, the speech I had memorized came out effortlessly. If only I could have spoken like that at the venue of the competition!! Mt attempt to participate in the elocution contest was the most embarrassing and saddest moment of my life. I could not believe it!