The Story of a Boy and a Tree

As Salaamu‘alaykum and peace to all,

“A son’s sacrifice towards his parents is not complete until a situation arises whereby he buys and frees his parents from becoming slaves.” As we already know, we cannot deny the greatness of our beloved parent’s sacrifice, how they have spent most of the time lives to secure our future; their children’s future. From the time we were infants until we become useful people, they care for us. This is a story that relates to their sacrifice; a story about a boy and a tree in a countryside.

Once upon a time, when a boy was a small child, he used to play with a particular tree everyday as a hobby. Tree was very happy and wished that it could stop time from going on so that it could stay with the boy forever. But time goes on by and the boy gradually grows older day by day, year by year. Eventually, he doesn’t play with the tree anymore. So, the tree becomes very sad and lonely.

One gloomy morning, as the tree was standing alone, remembering the happy days they had together, it got a shock joy as the boy come back. He had come to ask for money and the tree didn’t hesitates even the least to give and sacrifice all it had with its capability, shedding all its leaves to give to the boy, leaving it bare and cold. The boy went away happily but didn’t return for along time.A few years passed by and the boy has grown into a handsome man. Eventually, he came back to visit the tree, asking yet another favor for wood to build of his house. Once again, the tree sacrificed itself and was partly cut down. But again, the boy left the tree alone and never come back anymore.

In this story, the tree symbolizes our parents. The reality today is just as such. Children never appreciate their parents’ sacrifice but always asking for more. Parents, on the other hand, never abandon their children’s hope and sacrifice all they could. Some nowadays think that money could pay for what they have done, that is by giving their parents money. Actually, this concept is totally wrong.

Always remember, love has no substitute, be it billions of dollars or ringgit, no value can match the price of love. One thing need to remember is that, even if you service your parent for whole of your life, you still cannot pay for what they have done for you. The parent’s sacrifices are invaluable.

( iluvIslam)

TOPIK 37: BLURR

Salam.. and Gud Morning..

Kiter hanyer merancang btol x? Last Sunday sy x kuar rumah pun.. sbb kepaler cam len macam jer.. so, sy pun menghabiskan maser kat dlm bilik menonton CD.. anime.. ha3..Tp mmg len mcm r.. satu hr suntuk x kuar umah.. dan esoknyer.. seperti yg dijangker.. kepaler berdenyut2.. toksah katerla..xleh bangun.. hu~ per lagi.. jgn mimpi la.. nk gi kejer.. trs contact bos.. mintak cuti..

Hmm.. agk trkla.. skt kepalernyer..mls.. nk ckp ngn Mama tp kener g tau jugak.. adoi... Allah jer yg tau sktnyer camner..huhu.. nangis .. tu sudah pasti.. huhuu..Mama pun belikan la ubat migrain cam bese.. kat farmasi..

Hmm.. smlm.. start kejer.. pun mcm diawang2 awangan jer.. blurr. nyer toksah kater..mcm org hilang ingatan sat...

Pagi ni.. pun pakser diri gi.. Morning walk.. x der la.. dpt fresh air.. pun kalo dah pg2 bau.. budak2 sekolah isap rokok.. kat tmn tu.. adoi... Hmm kepaler mmg raser len.. mcm.. x stabil.. lagi even denyutan sakit tu dah hilang....

Hmm.. dah nk dkt kul 10.. ni.. kener.. g kejer.. smbg nanti.. huhu...

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TOPIK 36: AGAK PENAT LA..

Salamz...

Hmm.. lamer x menghantar posting... maklumlah busy dgn rutin harian.. skrg cik penulis.. mengajar ank jiran sebelah hari selasa,rabu dan khamis.. dengan Mama tercinta.. Hmm.. Mama ajar adiknyer.. saya ajar abangnyer.. pening jgkla.. nk suh budak ni.. blaja..At least.. dia dpt somethingla.. sy pun x da..la.. pandai maner.. hanya nk membantu..hu~~

Skrg brla.. sy paham kesusahan mengajar plus mendidik..namapk dua perkataan ni seakan-akan sama.. tapi sebenarnya maksudnyer berbeza..Hmm..memerlukan psychology.. yg tinggi.. plus kesabaran..la.. mengajar.Walaupun sebelum ni sy pernah mengajar darjah lima.. kadang2 gelagat budak2 ni.. mencuit hati.. Nk tergelak pun ader..

Ader yg setengah tu kesian gak..ada masalah famili.. yang special.. pun ader.. so.. kenerla.. patient..mmmg rindu jugakla.. mengajar..

Disebabkn Mama menggalakkn sy menjadi seorg pendidik.. sy pun apply..(Sy ni dr dulu x byk ragam.. ikut jer kater.. Mama)MASER BAIK JERLA.. HA3.. TIME.. NAKAL.. X LEH NK KATER..

Raser nk tergelak pun ader.. bkn subjek akademik jer.. sy pun dok pantau subjek.. sekolah agama.. tgk2la.. maner yg patut.. kater maknyer kat rumah mmg jgn harapla. nk belajar.. Sedih gak.. la.. certain things.. dia x dpt nk catch up..

Ingat dulu2, sampai nangis2 nk apal doa Qunut,apal sifir,apal peribahasa..Nk bacer Peter and Jane.. pun.. Mama dok sebelah.. ha3..Hasilnyer jadila.. sy yg sekarang..
Kalo difikir2 balik.. mmg agk mencabar..la..

Dari x tau.. jadi tau.. kadang2.. bender2 camni buat sy berfikir.. bkn mudah.. nk.. kumpul.. smua.. ilmu.. tu.. btol x?

Status m engajar ni masih lom rasmi.. he~ sambilanla..sy still kejer kat farmasi.. face customer.. and staf yg pelbagai ragam.. Alhamdulillah, sy dpt tanganinyer.. skt demi skt..

Boleh plak.. staf tu gelak.. kan sy bacer buku -Be the Happiest person..-"Akak x hepi ker?"Hmm.. ssh nk jwb tu...Mungkin die.. x phm.. ala.. biarkan, aper die tau..Suker hati sy la.. nk wat per.. janji.. sy x kacau org.. btol x?

Hmm.. k.la.. sy nk.. mohon diri dulu esk.. nk jalan2 ngn Mama jgn jeles!! ha3