Assalamualaikum and hi.
I’ve been spending a lot of time on Facebook nowadays. To me it’s the best way to catch up with what’s happening in lives of my friends. Most of my FB friends are my coursemate in TESL3, former students from SMKA Tun Sakaran and colleagues in my current school. I have just read a friend’s post on Facebook about forgetting to turn off his iron before leaving for work. Luckily, nothing really serious happened. His post reminded me of an event that happened to me when I was teaching in Semporna.
It happened on Hari Raya Haji, but I couldn’t really remember the year it was. I was staying in a government-leased house with Malik, an Ustaz. We agreed to prepare something for our would-be guests and decided on nasi himpit and kuah kacang. Under the guidance of Malik’s sister-in-law (his brother, also an Ustaz, was also teaching in Semporna), we cooked the kuah kacang a day earlier in a rather big pot. We took the pot home and cooked the nasi himpit at home the eve of Hari Raya.
The next day, on Hari Ray itself, I put the pot of kuah kacang on the stove to heat it up as we got ready to perform our Hari Raya solat at the Inabah Kamal Mosque. We left for the mosque, completely forgetting the pot on the stove. We performed our Hari Raya solat and hunkered down to listen to the Khutbah. It was when the Tok Iman mentioned the phrase “api neraka (fire from hell) that I suddenly and alarmingly remembered about the pot on the stove.
I got up, made a hasty exit from the mosque to the bewilderment of friends and people in the mosque. I started my motorcycle and literally sped home. The minute I opened the door I could smell something burning. I dashed to the kitchen and saw that not only the pot was blackened with soots but it has a gaping hole at the bottom. Luckily, and I really mean I and my housemate was that lucky, because the gas tank had ran out of gas. Just guess what would have happened if it hadn’t.
Malik, my housemate, who went to the mosque with me, had to hitchhike his way back and was stumped to see the aftermath. It was from him that I learn how to perform the sujud syukur for the first time.
The moral of the story, go and register yourself on Facebook. Just kidding, actually check and double check every power socket and stove before leaving your house.
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Hi, sir! I’m an OUM student in Sabah. I would like to have your opinion on my assignment. It is about teaching EST in school. Can you share some of your opinions about the challenges in teaching EST in your school last time?
Thank you very much