Monday, 28 November 2011

A TRUE STORY OF MOTHERS SACRIFICE DURING JAPAN EARTHQUAKE


After the Earthquake had subsided, when the rescuers reached the ruins of a young woman’s house, they saw her dead body through the cracks. But her pose was somehow strange that she knelt on her knees like a person was worshiping; her body was leaning forward, and her two hands were supporting by an object. The collapsed house had crashed her back and her head.

With so many difficulties, the leader of the rescuer team put his hand through a narrow gap on the wall to reach the woman’s body. He was hoping that this woman could be still alive. However, the cold and stiff body told him that she had passed away for sure.

He and the rest of the team left this house and were going to search the next collapsed building. For some reasons, the team leader was driven by a compelling force to go back to the ruin house of the dead woman. Again, he knelt down and used his had through the narrow cracks to search the little space under the dead body. Suddenly, he screamed with excitement,” A child! There is a child! “

The whole team worked together; carefully they removed the piles of ruined objects around the dead woman. There was a 3 months old little boy wrapped in a flowery blanket under his mother’s dead body. Obviously, the woman had made an ultimate sacrifice for saving her son. When her house was falling, she used her body to make a cover to protect her son. The little boy was still sleeping peacefully when the team leader picked him up.

The medical doctor came quickly to exam the little boy. After he opened the blanket, he saw a cell phone inside the blanket. There was a text message on the screen. It said,” If you can survive, you must remember that I love you.” This cell phone was passing around from one hand to another. Everybody that read the message wept. ” If you can survive, you must remember that I love you.” Such is the mother’s love for her child!!

Losing a child is every parent’s nightmare.

Never across in my mind that one day my child will die before me.
NEVER.
And it happens to me, in split second, he left me forever. Without any warning, without saying goodbye and never in my mind, it would be this way.

I love him so much.

I miss him so much.

Friday, 18 November 2011

MY SELF

it's me!!!

Hye everyone…
My name is noraini bt mat zain. My  matric number is 198155. My nick name ain (all friends), aini (my family only) and nurin.  Opss..forget to says actually I get the nick name nurin from my best friends but unfortunately my best friends I means have gone forever.. L L L.. so that name I’m uses in web pages like face book, MySpace, twitter, my blog and soon. Ok..we stop talking about that’s.. my birthday is 30 may 1989, Tuesday, 5.55 a.m o'clock at home. 
I’m still study at University Utara Malaysia (UUM) in Degree of Bachelor Muamalat Administration (BMA). Since I’m  study at UUM far away from family I’m to be independent because before this I ‘m never separate with my family especially with my fathers. Everyone call me “anak ayah.” i'm still remember when i get the result UPU and then i get UUM at Sintok Kedah. My father say's why u get University so far from me?? i'm just crying because thinking about my fortune alone in Kedah. but for my future i'm go on..and lastly i get suitable my self with environment   in UUM.
at UUM i can learn many a lot not just knowledge but experience also i will get as soon as i want. Many experience i get such us i know how to handle many program, i know how to be paddler, rowers , how to handle kayak, i get more experience in hiking especially at Gunung Jerai for this years i'm hiking at there 4 times..(to be guard again).


kayaking at ampang jajar to penetasan tuntong

kayak at langkawi islands (chenang beach)

rafting

kayak with my friends

at gunung jerai




at UUM i'm staying at Dpp Tradewinds, blok A. in dpp i'm active club facilitator Tradewinds ( TRADESY), I'm also active in club Kenu UUM, Clun Adhock Kelantan and also active in club Kenu Kedah even i'm not live at Kedah.
my family
ohh.. i'm forget 2 stories about my family.. my father name Mat Zain bin Jusoh@Yusoff, 69 years old, someone a fierce but the heart very kindly, fat and short but handsome.. sometimes he's funniest. my mothers name is Wan Latipah Wan Mahmood, 59 years old.kindly, friendly, and lovely..very tall and slim (want to be like my mothers tall and slim hehe). i have 3 sisters i call along and kak elah. along have married with abang lan and have 2 children zharfan azfar (zharfan) also i call him "kawan baik." because when back to opah house must be want to see me and call me "kawan baik" not "cik nin". 5years old his brothers zhariff hilman.cannot talk again 3 years old. kak elah have married already with abang shahir. and have 2 child. adam muiz, 4years old and anis imtiaz 3 years old. last but not lease, abby, fresh graduate in degree of accountancy at (uitm).  
i have 2 my brother i coll abang ( ghafar) and abang jiji (azizi) self employed not married yet.. and i also have 2 sister/brother younger i call them shidah studies at UNISZA and Adzmi right know at PLKN carkcun park, pasir mas, kelantan. 

ok i think's that's all i want to shared with you all today...went i think's i want to write i write again...ok bye you olls....