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Wednesday, 25 February 2009

Step aside Tupac, Farzen's in da house.....





Tupac Shakur

Today Jeng, K-own and I presented our poem review for our Literature in the ESL Classroom course. We began our presentation with a recitation of the poem which we chose entitled ''Mother to Son'' by Langston Hughes. A very lovely poem about a mother giving advice to her son on how hard life is and I was given the honor to recite it. But I'm not gonna post our review on it because that would be just boring and I don't do encores....hahahah....Read the poem below:


"Mother to Son"

Well, son, I'll tell you:
Life for me ain't been no crystal stair.
It's had tacks in it,
And splinters,
And boards torn up,
And places with no carpet on the floor --
Bare.
But all the time
I'se been a-climbin' on
And reachin' landin's,
And turnin' corners,
And sometimes goin' in the dark
Where there ain't been no light.
So boy, don't you turn back.
Don't you set down on the steps
'Cause you finds it's kinder hard.
Don't you fall now --
For I'se still goin', honey,
I'se still climbin',
And life for me ain't been no crystal stair.


Langston Hughes




For all you linguists and perfectionists out there; no it's not a grammatical error when the poet uses 'I'se'. It's because Langston Hughes is of African-American descent (with a bit of Native-American & European-American) and it's how they said it way back then.

Despite a somewhat successful presentation, it was Madam Mazlen's comment on my reciting of the poem that I find very hilarious. She said "Afiq, the way you recited the poem sounded like you were rapping". Yup.....rapping. Guess I have a little bit of ghetto in me. HAHAHAHA....Jeng even went so far as to say I should join Fort Minor. WTF?!!!!! FTW?!!!!! I need to get into rap school first before I am able to spit rhymes and carry bling-bling.



Sifu aku, Freeway....




Class rep. aku....T.I.



Anak hantu klas aku....Lil Wayne da Jemuan



"No one on the corner has swagga like us"


Holla... XD

hidayat btoi

Saturday, 14 February 2009

Forgiveness I Seek





Someone told me that I need to forgive,
those who have wronged me
and learn to forget.
Else I become bitter and cold.

Sweetness and warmth have long departed.
Replaced by longing of times unmarred
and unspoiled by fruitless evil.
And I myself have wronged others.

I have failed at being a companion,
a son, a brother and a friend.
For I seek refuge in my solitude,
at being alone with nothing but grief.

So I pray to Thee to forgive me and
I ask all to forgive me.
Forgive my weaknesses, my deeds, my words
and my sins for they are aplenty.

I am but mere common clay,
whose hands have yet to weave stories of love,
kindness and hope in the tapestry of life.
A shell of a man whose worth is yet proven.

One day I will forgive others and they me.
Then all will pass and harmony be ours.
And when the world is grey and we lay in wait,
our bonds of love shall never brake.

But now I feel distant and recluse,
for I have yet to forgive someone,
a person that will make me better.
I have yet to forgive myself.



...........................................................~Afiq