~half a loaf is better than none~

i was reading a novel entitled "going home" by harriet evans..actually it was a birthday present from my seniors..(thanx guys)..the novel is more like a biography of the writer..as i was reading it,then came a friend of mine..her name is Khadijah(a moroccan)..i knew her last semester..she is actually my junior..but since last semester i need to repeat few subjects so most of the time we were together..but this semester we don't always hang out together since my classes is in the evening and her's is in the morning..instead of that,she always come to my house at night(after maghrib..) just to see me(nak lepak2 sekali..)..or sometimes,she'll ask me about studies..(mcm contohnye..assignment ni nak buat mcm mane..pastu lecturer ni susah tak bagi markah??)rase macam terharu pulak..ade org nak tunjuk ajar dari kite..huhu..bagus jugak dia ade...at least i can revise back what i've learnt last year..but whenever i look at her,she reminds me of myself last time..(mintak tolong kat arab..sanggup overnight at umah kawan..just to understand what i'm learning..)..kadang-kadang kite taktau..samada kawan tu suka atau tak kalau kite datang umah dia..


from here..i understand something..knowledge is not "something" that is easy to get..(kalau senang dapat..senang juga dia pergi)..like last time..i was poor in Arabic..so poor..i can't even say "my name is shahirah" in arabic..so i took an initiative to learn Arabic from a Moroccan..(memang rase mcm sedih je..dahla dia x reti nak cakap english..so kalau nak terangkan apa2..kene la gune pelbagai teknik dan salah satu daripadanya adalah bahasa isyarat..huhu..pastu garang pulak tu..kalau tak hafal kaedah..dia taknak ajar..cube bayangkan..sejam perjalanan nak ke rumah dia..naik bas..last2 dia wat x reti je..waa..time tu..hati ni rase macam dah hangus dah..bukan terbakar lagi)..kalau nak ikutkan hati..agak geram la jugak pada ape dia pernah buat kat kite..tapi kalau ikutkan..tanpa ilmu yg dia bg tu..agaknya sampai sekarang la daku ni masih gagap2 lagi nak speaking arab..(dahla bahasa melayu pon tak reti..bahasa omputeh pon macam ayam je..ni kan la pulak bahasa arab..tapi alhamdulillah la..kalau dulu cakap arab,terkerut2 kawan2 arab cube nak faham ape yang daku nak ucapkan..tapi kini,kurangla sikit kerutan yang ada kat dahi dan pipi diorg tu..huhu)..bila fikir2 balik..memang benar..dengan satu kejahatan@keburukan@kesilapan mampu membunuh seribu kebaikan..tapi renungla sejenak..utk memikirkan seribu kebaikan yang pernah orang itu lakukan pada kita..