Social project for UM - encounter with kids from SK Bangsar

Selamat Tinggal and Good Bye Aren't we strange creatures? I was sometimes wishing for this class to be finished but now that it actually will, I am almost nostalgic about it. I wonder if I am not going to start Blogging (?!) I am so extremely tired tonight ( I think that this is bad English or something called pleonasm... I have just Googled it and I wonder if it is... pleonasm is "burning fire" .. if it is fire, it is already burning.....if I am extremely tired, am I already so tired? ....hm semantics....)  so I have decided to go to bed early. I whatsApp-ed a friend and told her about it and she said that if I was, I should have been in bed already, well I guess that time is relative as well as many other things in life. Did I do a good job with Aishyah? I would like to think so,  but it is also obviously relative... Aisyah's mom I have talked to Miss Nur Zalia this week. I have sent her a message asking her to ask Aisyah to do some work and telling her...

Another blog night... ....and I am not motivated to write. I went to I learn Ace and Aisyah hasn't done any work from last week (despite the fact that I have written to her and to her mom). I still write to Miss Nur Zalia in Bahasa (through Ajwad) and to Aisyah in English and directly to her personal mobile phone. I told Miss Nur Zalia that Aisyah can reply by whatsApp from her phone (as I send sms-es to Aisyah  and she can't reply for free (she does not have a whatsApp)). I have also told Aisyah that she can answer me for free from her mom's phone...  but she doesn't. I don't think she feels like it, which, in a way, I can understand. She has no reason to talk to me and I always contact her about doing work. She is 12, on the edge of being a teenager.... Last message to Aisyah's mom  One-way communication with Aisyah I will write to Miss Nur Zalia again this week (and to Aisyah as well). There is one last blog I think, next Friday, but I ...

Slow and steady ........( wins the race)  Yes it is a metaphor and yes, I am referring to Aesop's well known story about a Tortoise and a Hare. And by now you have probably guessed, the tortoise could be both Aisyah and me but the point is, I'd much rather be tortoise!  Though the success was not instant (is it ever?) I am quite happy with the development of the events. And though "success" is a big word, I do consider this a small win. Aisyah does the work (and her mom said she wouldn't) when I have contacted her just before the last weekend. A message from Aisyah's mom I check it weekly and Aisyah did things last week and she did them again. I was kind of worried that I will see nothing in May (as the month have just begun) but she is there again, holding a 9th position so far among the students from her school. I've been thinking how many of us from UM have gone to SK Bangsar. I have never checked the exact number with Nash (my group le...

A bumpy road to success!  Rural African rough road (but what a beauty surrounds it if one cares to notice!)  Hahaha... yes, I wish it would be that easy!  After the first euphoria because Aisyah's mom finally replied, things got calmer. I have sent some more messages, asking and demanding, in the same time, that Aisyah does some work (trying not to be too laid-back and totally ignored, but then again,  I can only push it just so far without the family closing themselves off). My inner psychologist was plotting influence while kind of flattering and passing the message that the family is in control... And then, there is Aisyah, I really do believe that education can help anyone (and even if it wouldn't,  it is the right way to go) and that this effort would bring a benefit for Aisyah. I started getting a bit lost in-between the messages I have sent and replies I have received, frantically switching from Ajwad's whatsApp to Miss Nur Zalia's me...