GAMBAR-GAMBAR TERBARU SMK ISKANDAR SHAH

Pada 22 Ogos lalu dalam perjalanan balek dari Bota Kanan ke Petaling Jaya, saya sempat singgah ke SMK Iskandar Shah, Parit untuk menunjukkan kepada anak lelaki tunggal saya, Faiz Imran (7 tahun) tempat di mana saya mendapat pendidikan menengah dan asrama tempat tinggal saya selama 4 tahun dari tahun 1975 hingga 1979.  Banyak yang dah berubah, tapi banyak juga yang masih kekal seperti dulu. 

Kenangan lama datang semula seolah-olah ia masih baru berlalu.  Banyak jasa sekolah ini kepada saya terutama kemudahan Asrama Putera (semasa itu) yang menjadi tempat tinggal saya yang yatim paitu semasa itu.  Bila lalu di hadapan rumah Warden Asrama (masa itu Arwah Cikgu Ahmad Yaakob) teringatkan beliau yang nampak garang tetapi lembut orangnya.  Kalau bebudak curi tengok siaran bolasepak di tv, lepas habis game baru dia datang mengendap itu pun siap bagi isyarat dengan berdehem.  Tapi selalunya bau asap rokok dia dibawa angin dahulu sebelum dia sampai ke blok asrama. Lagi satu, kalau budak asrama curi keluar malam, kalau dia ronda dan jumpa di Restoran Tawakal tengah makan dia buat selamba lalu dari depan ke belakang melintasi meja bawah tangga favorite kami di pintu koboi belakang restoran tanpa sepatah kata. Selalunya dia tak ambil tindakan kalau makan. Tapi kalau buat jahat hisap rokok ke siap le kena rotan. Semoga Allah mencucuri rahmat ke atas roh beliau dan juga semua guru-guru yang sudah kembali ke Rahmatullah.  Kepada yang masih hidup, terima kasih tak terhingga atas jasa cikgu-cikgu mendidik kami tanpa jemu.

Sambil melawat tu sempat juga kami mengambil gambar untuk kenangan. Gambar-gambar tersebut ada saya poskan di laman FB Kumpulan Bekas Pelajar SMK Iskandar Shah Parit.. sila KLIK di sini untuk melihatnya.

Mohar Zainal Abidin

1969-1971, 1975-1979 (5Sc1)

Sharing Life Experiences

Starting from today, we will be sharing with you articles, snippets, caricatures, photos etc, and even jokes,  from various sources, that we think can deliver positive messages and values in enhancing our lives.  If you have similar stuffs to share do send it via email to us.  If we find it suitable to share will other readers, we will post it.  Some editing may have to be done before we put it up.  To kick off, here is one:

From my InBox, Author Unkown But It Is Inspiring:

Pic from Mercola.com

A Man In A Hurry

"It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an elderly gentleman in his 80's arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He said he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 am.  I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would to able to see him.. I saw him looking at his watch and decided, since I was not busy with another patient, I would evaluate his wound. On exam, it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound.While taking care of his wound, I asked him if he had another doctor's appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry. The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife. I inquired as to her health. He told me that she had been there for a while and that she was a victim of Alzheimer's Disease.

As we talked, I asked if she would be upset if he was a bit late.  He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not recognized him in five years now.  I was surprised, and asked him, 'And you still go every morning, even though she doesn't know who you are?'  He smiled as he patted my hand and said, 'She doesn't know me, but I still know who she is'.  I had to hold back tears as he left, I had goose bumps on my arm, and thought, 'That is the kind of love I want in my life.'

True love is neither physical, nor romantic. True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be.

With all the jokes and fun that are in e-mails, sometimes there is one that comes along that has an important message.. This one I thought I could share with you. The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the best of everything they have. I hope you share this with someone you care about. I just did.

'Life isn't about how to survive the storm, But how to dance in the rain.'

We are all getting older. Tomorrow may be our turn.  Enjoy life now-it has an expiration date! "