I am horrified and incensed! My 11-year-old just told me that her ustazah had said that whatever she and her friends touched would be haram. All because she saw them chatting with boys! And mind you, these were all 11-12 year olds who have known each other since they were 7 years old. Seems she had told them girls must never talk and mix with boys. Now what century did she just crawl out from? Given the precocious nature of our very intelligent 11-year-olds, they sniggered that ustazah did not practise what she preached when she got pregnant year after year! Unless you're talking about the immaculate conception (and heaven help us we cannot talk about that, we're Muslims!), naughty ustazah must like her little romps in the haystack. But then again she'd put it down to being the dutiful little wifey who cannot say no. I's not into teacher-bashing. God knows I have many fond memories of the many teachers who I'll eternally be indebted to. There're also a few of my childrens' teachers who we respect for their dedication, wisdom and sincerity. But the types like the obviously misguided ustazah and her very damaging remarks deserve a swift transfer to the north pole. Then again, maybe there are already a few there blowing off their hot air... The said ustazah has my daughter to thank for my not marching to school to confront her for her very un-Islamic self-proclaimed-God remarks. "You'll just be wasting your time lah ma" she said. "Besides you said to turn a deaf ear to stupid people and their stupid remarks." Common sense from a child. I'm still incensed!

Silent No More!

Great. Now that I've tinkered with creating this site, I'm now discovering it isn't as easy as I thought it'd be. Just like me. Jump into the deep end and then figure out I don't swim as well as I thought I could. But I've finally done it. At least now I have a corner in cyberspace to let off steam. Why do I feel like I've just opened Pandora's Box? Nevertheless, whether it's to swim with the devil or fly with angels, I am looking forward to pontificate (I like this important sounding word!) here every now and then. Good. One big step already for me early in the new year. Other seasoned bloggers may scoff but it is helluva big deal for this mama. I plan to cry a lot, laugh a lot, swear a lot and hopefully share a lot here. In short, I'll probably leave a lot of me here. Feel naked already.... Naked screaming angry mama on cyberspace... now who opened the Box? On that note, HAPPY NEW YEAR my fellow Malaysians...
Silent no more.