Pengawas Sekolah

Setiap pagi ke tempat kerja, saya akan melalui 3 buah sekolah , sekolah menengah, rendah dan agama. Dan di setiap sekolah-sekolah itu saya akan ternampak “jaga-jaga” yang berbaju biru menunggu di pintu. Ada yang pakai kot, pakai vest dan berbaju biru dan bertali leher biru tua. Melihat gelagat-gelagat mereka ni mengingatkan saya ke zaman sekolah menengah saya. Ya, saya juga dahulu seorang pengawas sekolah. Tapi saya rasa, sistem dan konsep pengawas di sekolah saya, yang juga merupakan sistem pengawas tertua di Malaysia ni agak berlainan berbanding dengan yang lain. Ada yang baik dan ada yang buruknya. Tapi setelah umur ini semakin berpengalaman dan berpemikiran sedikit matang, saya dapat simpulkan sedikit sebanyak konsep sebenar “pengawas sekolah” yang unggul dan ada perlunya sistem ini diterapkan ke sistem persekolahan di Malaysia.


Sebelum itu, siapakah pengawas sekolah?


Menurut sini Pengawas sekolah merupakan pelajar-pelajar yang terpilih di sekolah oleh guru-guru kerana akhlak dan ketrampilan yang baik dan cemerlang. Selain itu, pengawas juga di pilih dari kalangan pelajar-pelajar yang mempunyai kokurikulum dan akademik yang cemerlang.

Menurutnya juga, fungsi pengawas ini adalah

· membantu guru mengawasi pelajar-pelajar

· sebagai rakan pembimbing


Daripada pemerhatian penulis terhadap pengawas sekolah khusunya di sekolah menengah jenis kebangsaan di Malaysia adalah:

1. Pengawas memang merupakan pelajar-pelajar yang terpilih oleh guru-guru dan pemilihannya memang di atas tiket akhlak dan ketrampilan yang baik dan cemerlang.

2. kalau dilihat secara rambang, pengawas lebih banyak terpilih dari segi akademik yang cemerlang dan juga cemerlang dalam mengambil hati guru-guru berbanding mereka yang menonjol di dalam kokurikulum



Tidak semua tapi majoritinya, si cemerlang yang “terpilih” ini bersifat seperti ini:

1. Berkaca mata tebal, sikat belah tengah, buku, buku dan buku

2. “Baik cikgu, cikgu memang pandai, biar saya tolong bawakan buku cikgu ke bilik guru, takpe! biar saya jilatkan kasut cikgu yang penuh debu tu..”

3. Woof! Woof! wOOooooooOOF!

4. 2 Botol air 4 liter terlekat di badan



Dan mereka ini ditugaskan untuk membantu guru mengawasi pelajar-pelajar.

Persoalannya, mampukah mereka mengawasi pelajar-pelajar khususnya golongan hero dan heroin “istimewa”yang tahap kejahatannya melampaui Al Capone dan Hitler? Baru nak keluar pen kononnya nak tulis nama pelajar lambat, dah kena rodok dengan pembaris besi.

Sistem pengawas sekolah bagaimanakah yang sesuai diterapkan di sekolah?


1. Jikalau tugas pengawas ini untuk “membantu guru mengawasi pelajar-pelajar”, lantiklah Pengawas daripada golongan-golongan Al Capone dan Hitler ni. Sesungguhnnya tiada pelajar yang lebih nakal dan jahat daripada mereka ini.

2. Mereka juga mampu “membimbing” pelajar-pelajar supaya menjadi lebih baik dan berdisiplin di sekolah. Saya pasti mereka mempunyai cara “bimbingan” yang lebih efektif berbanding yang termaktub di dalam buku.

3. Janganlah lantik pengawas dari tingkatan satu. Bagaimanakah mereka ini ingin mengawal sekolah jikalau abang-abang senior boleh pijak je budak tu sampai lunyai. Senioriti itu penting. Pilihlah pengawas dari golongan Hitler yang senior.


Ada sesiapa yang setuju?

p/s: Warmup session sebelum menulis Thesis.. :(

Our House Warming party!

I'm just too lazy to write..
Picture paints a thousand word..so go figure..

Gurney Plaza Sucks

Went to Gurney plaza yesterday because Izza mengidam Chilis. Before Queensbay Mall was in operation, we used to hang out, spoil our tummy, “cuci” mata, in other words melepaskan rindu kami dengan malls in KL. Yesterday’s trip was the first after a year plus tak pergi. They have a new a wing now, more shops, more parking space, more crowds, yada yada yada..

Have you been to their Surau? It’s at the parking space, 5th floor. Dari dulu sampai sekarang sama je..sama teruk..it smells, dark, it gives us this rowdy feeling, worst it doesn’t have an abulation area for women. So jadi macam toilet Ally Mcbeal. I just hate places yang tak ikhlas nak buat Surau. You have this multi-million shopping centre with classy and expensive tenants tapi simple, proper surau tak boleh nak buat! Why? Nak kena tunggu bayar nak sembahyang baru nak buat elok-elok ke? Or you don’t give a damn because yang menggunakan tu hanya orang-orang “miskin”? Just for your info, the rich Arabs who’ve contributed a lot to your pockets are also using the place you called Surau. If the Pavilion in KL can, why can’t you??

Just and just because of that, Gurney Plaza Sucks. I rather spend my money yang sedikit ni some where else yang lebih ikhlas.

*Update:20/01/2010
Gurney Plaza's New Surau

Mick,Izza and Uhm

taken from Sifoo's Blog

..Thanks Beb...Studio yang Cool!

Remember May 29. Apak and Mom's Wedding Anniversary!!

I’m very bad with dates and calendars. Don’t ask me about holidays, birthdays, or anything that is related with calendars.

I received this email from mom this evening.. Here goes..

33 years ago today, 29 May 2009, a couple took a journey together not knowing where it will take them except that they have each other and very much in love. There were no long term plans, no fat bank account, and no all-round support from family members and friends. What was sure was that they were gainfully employed and were totally committed to each other to make that journey last.

Alhamdullillah today they have two wonderful boys who have their feet planted on the ground with roofs over their heads, and who have grown the family to include two lovely daughters, two grand-daughters and another grandson soon to come.

The couple continues to laugh, tease, skimp, lavish each other, travel, be tested and test one another through the years. Alhamdullillah they are still together, healthy, caring and loving each other, and praying InsyaAllah that their journey together will go on for many more years to come. That Allah will continue to bless their children and families with love, health and happiness through all the trials and tribulations of life.

Again, this date just couldn’t stick in my thick head! From now on, I’ll try my best to remember it! Apalah punya anak..

Happy 33rd Anniversary Dad and Mom!

p/s: The email was sweet kan?

Izza's He-Man Moments

My wife is now a "He-Man" - Masters of the Universe! If you're wondering why "He-Man"?, it's nothing actually..i just like to call Masters holders, "He-Man". A big salute to you Yang, not only for your Masters, but also for the extra selempang! Uhm and I are damn proud of you!




Kereta Ketua Negara!

Suede Fever

TRASH
Maybe, maybe it's the clothes we wear,
The tasteless bracelets and the dye in our hair,
Maybe it's our kookiness,
Or maybe, maybe it's our nowhere towns,
Our nothing places and our cellophane sounds,
Maybe it's our looseness,

But we're trash, you and me,
We're the litter on the breeze,
We're the lovers on the streets,
Just trash, me and you,
It's in everything we do,
It's in everything we do...

Maybe, maybe it's the things we say,
The words we1ve heard and the music we play,
Maybe it's our cheapness,
Or maybe, maybe it's the times we1ve had,
The lazy days and the crazes and the fads,
Maybe it's our sweetness,

But we're trash, you and me,
We're the litter on the breeze,
We're the lovers on the streets,
Just trash, me and you,
It's in everything we do,
It's in everything we do.

But we're trash, you and me,
We're the lovers on the streets,
We're the litter on the breeze,
Just trash, me and you,
It's in everything we do,
It's in everything we do...


Beautiful Ones

High on diesel and gasoline, psycho for drum machine
Shaking their bits to the hits,
Drag acts, drug acts, suicides, in your dads suits you hide
Staining his name again,
Cracked up, stacked up, 22, psycho for sex and glue
Lost it to bostik, yeah,
Shaved heads, rave heads, on the pill, got too much time to kill
Get into bands and gangs,

Oh, here they come, the beautiful ones, the beautiful ones

Loved up, doved up, hung around, stoned in a lonely town
Shaking their meat to the beat,
High on diesel and gasoline, psycho for drum machine
Shaking their bits to the hits,

Oh, here they come, the beautiful ones, the beautiful ones.

You dont think about it,
You dont do without it,
Because youe beautiful,
And if your babys going crazy
Thats how you made me,

La, la, la, la...