|English Camp at SRIH Batu Belah, Klang was organised by PIBG Hira|
I was asked once ... what would be my contribution to build a better future for our next generation. I looked at my kids and satisfied that I have done my best to help them with their future…is that all? I wonder and my job as a member of this world would be completed. How selfish ! I still remember one simple Ustaz that came to our surau and asked the question and it was like a blow to my face. How could I be so self-centered? I have my young anak2 sedara, thousands of UiTM youngsters, hundreds of Hira students and small kids that I prayed with at the surau……have I contributed something to their future as a responsible member of the community ? and when the answer is NO, I felt so ashamed that all this time I owe something to these people. How could I live my life, day in day out, and feel nothing when I bump into a bunch of kids with load of books in their bags walking hastily to escape the afternoon heat. In Suratul Insaan verse 19, Allah swt described the youths as “ lulu’an manthuro” (mutiara yang bertaburan) when in Jannah. so beautiful from the Creator....
|Surah al Insaan : 19|
On Saturday I was very fortunate to have the time to conduct an English Camp together with my wife Salwana and three energetic UiTM students -Aliyah, Hafiz and Izzat . The atmosphere was unbelievably havoc but in between the butt-kicking and run-a-around-the classroom we managed to give them new vocabs, sang Maher Zain’s songs, played a game, done a quiz, write a short essay and put up a football-singing presentation. It was quite interesting to say the least, to know that a lot of room for improvements are there for these kids. They fooled around a lot, yes….but beneath that explosive behaviors lie a gentle and simple soul that can be molded and shaped. We must hold on to our patience, a hard work that is, and work with the kids tirelessly. I lost my patience many times yesterday but held on tightly not to release my anger because I know nothing good will come out of an angry old man. In the end, when I walked off that surau to leave, a sense of unfulfilled mission has immediately overcome my emotion. I need to come back and see those faces again. Next time, In Syaa Allah!... in the meantime be good boys.....and girls.
|They fumbled and tumbled but they are our future...pandanglah mereka dgn penuh kasih sayang......|