Sunday, July 1, 2012

Semua yang hidup pasti akan mati.

I thought that I would certainly feel relieved as soon as I key in all the marks into the system.

Not!

Early morning, there was a call from Azu asking me if I'd read her sms message. No.

Her Great-Grandmother passed away during the night.

Her Grandfather is my father's cousin.

So, I asked my father if he wanted to do ziarah.

He said yes.

Jr refused to go to school.

He wanted to go to the cemetery.

By 8:30 am, the solatul Jenazah was offered.

By 9 am, we were at the cemetery.

Tok Teh, my grand uncle was buried here too.

We went to the house and was really surprised to see many long lost relatives that we haven't met for years and years.

MakSu Ani, AyohNGah n CheNgah, MakTeh Jah & Asmida, AyahCik... but kak na wasn't there!

After dropping off Bat, Ibu n Jr at home, I went to the office.

It was after 12pm.

After coffee, I had a briefing from kak pah on 2:30pm meeting which I have to chair.

Sir Rosdi was there.

When asked about the 3rd intake n if the quota has been met, a heart wrenching story came up.

With limited facilities, we can only afford to take a number of students every year.

To put it short, the demand is higher than what we can supply.

But there are still cases where when the students don't come to register and we called them to know if they are still interested to continue their study at our institution but we get sad stories as the reason why they are still not here and register.

If they tell us that they are not interested for various reason, then we understand.

But when they tell us that they want to come but they don't have the money to pay the RM300+ registration fees let alone having the money to make a journey from their town to our campus.

We have two such cases.

Sir Rosdi was livid.

I was holding my tears.

Words from Sir Rosdi - Where are the JKKK? Do they really do their work? How come they don't know their kampung folks situation?

Both students are from Kedah.

USA with "No pupils left out" - we still have the stories from the 60s being replayed in the 21st century.

Ya Rabb! Asser! La Tu'Asser!


Sunday> July 1, 2012
ps: going home now! :)