I am sure everybody very curious to know about me. ^_^
The name that was given to me by my father is Nurul Fazren binti Abd Rasit. I was born on 31st October 1989. That day was a Tuesday at Hospital Besar Teluk Intan, Perak at 12.28 in the afternoon. I live at Cheras Kuala Lumpur. I have three siblings and I am the eldest. My younger sister’s name is Nurul Fazrenny binti Abd Rasit. She is 18 years old and got the education at Politeknik Seberang Perai, Pulau Pinang in course accounting while my younger brother’s name is Nashrul muzir bin Abd Rasit. He is 16 years old and study at Sekolah Menengah Raja Abdullah, Kuala Lumpur. If I have free time I like to reading. Especially was written by Ahadiat Akashah. The novel that is famous that I have read is “Lagenda Budak Setan”. I also love to collect coins from other countries such as from London, Arab, China and Singapore. I started to collect coins during primary school in standard five. In that time my mother was working at JWW Mariott Hotel, Kuala Lumpur. Sometimes she gets tips from her guests in the other currency and because of my hobby I can open my mind to know more about the other countries. Asking about food? I like to eat seafood at Port Klang. The restaurant is nice and very special, especially at night because the restaurant is on water. My favorite food there is Tom Yam and litchi ice. My favorite colour is pink and purple. Both of the colours are nice and match with my heart.
My Education :
> Tadika Islam Azzubair Ibnul Awwam, Cheras KL (1995)
> SK Jalan Peel KL (1996-2001)
> SRA Al-Ridhwan KL (1996-2001)
> SMK Cochrane KL (2002-2004)
> SMK Sultan Abdul Aziz Shah, Kajang (2005-2006)
> UITM Alor Gajah, Melaka (2007-2010)
Friday, September 11, 2009
I & Me
Article 3 : ThE ReD ShoEs
The Red Shoes is the first books that I have read since I know to read at 6 years old. The book was given by my mother as award for my success know to read. I still keep it that story book as memory because that book full of sentimental value for me.
Today I want to share with all my friends about the story “The Red Shoes”. This book was written by Hans Christian Anderson at 1845. The synopsis of the story is a peasant girl named Karen is adopted by a rich old lady after her mother's death. She grows up vain. She tricks her adoptive mother into buying her a pair of red shoes and repeatedly wears them to church, without paying attention to the service. Her adoptive mother becomes ill, but Karen deserts her, preferring to attend a party in her red shoes. Once she begins dancing, she can't stop. The shoes take over. She cannot control them and they are stuck to her feet. The shoes continue to dance, through fields and meadows, rain or shine, night and day. She can't even attend her adoptive mother's funeral. An angel appears to her, condemning her to dance even after she dies, as a warning to vain children everywhere. Karen finds an executioner and asks him to chop off her feet. He does so and gives her a pair of wooden feet and crutches. Thinking that she has suffered enough for the red shoes Karen decides to go to church in order for the people to see her, but the chopped-off feet with the red shoes dance before her, barring the way. The following Sunday she tries again, thinking of herself at least as good as the others in church, but again the dancing red shoes bar the way. Karen gets a job as a maid in the parsonage, but when Sunday comes she dares not go to church. Instead she sits alone at home and prays to God. Then, it is as though the church comes home to her and her heart becomes so filled with sunshine, peace, and joy that it bursts. Her soul flies on sunshine to heaven, and no one there asks her about the red shoes.
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The Red Shoes fairytale story is the best story book that I have read. Every story includes moral story that the writer want to share with his readers. For example story of Cinderella, Snow White and others. Every story have their moral story it self.
In this story Karen tricks her adoptive mother to buy her a pair of red shoes and repeatedly wears them to church. While her adoptive mother becomes ill, Karen more prefer goes to party with her red shoes. Once she begins dancing, she can’t stop. From this story, Karen should take care of her mother because her mother not feeling well. Because of the red shoes she always and repeatedly use to the church, when she use to dance it cannot stop and because of that she can’t attend her adoptive mother’s funeral. Maybe God want to give her some knowledge for her act. So that, Karen should give her mother priority because her adoptive mother is guard her after her mother’s death. Even she only adoptive mother, mother is everything. We are here, exit in the world because of her.
Article 2 : LoVe
Love is taking care of yourself first. Love is taking responsibility for your own well-being and your own emotions.
Once you have learned to love yourself, once you dare to do what you like doing, once you are following the voice of your heart, you will radiate joy and satisfaction. This beam, or charisma, is automatically passed on to others and they will feel attracted to you.
It is like a cup that is overflowing. What is your cup filled with? Is your cup "filled" with emptiness, (self) hate, envy, doubts, intolerance or fear? Well, in that case it will be emptiness, (self) hate, envy, doubts, intolerance or fear that you are passing on to others.
To love is to make sure your own cup is abundantly filled with love, beauty, well-being, satisfaction, joy and enthusiasm, and to let your cup flow over into other people's lives.
If you expect someone else to fill your cup, then you are entangled in a painful illusion. This kind of relationship is sadly not about love but rather about a power struggle, control, fear and envy.
To love somebody is to first make sure you yourself are feeling good, and then to radiate out this positive state of being and offer it to the other as a free gift.
In the following articles you can read more about how to learn and practice loving yourself and how you can build a balanced, loving relationship with yourself and others.
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This is some phrase I want to share with everybody.
Impossible to forget,
Love for some one is nothing,
Beloved by someone you love is exiting.
