I am serious about my subject ....Where do I begin.........
So many things to write about but I can assure you that I really don't know where to begin. Really.....
Lets start from one of the beginnings! When I was young......very much younger!
My late father, arwah Abah, Mohd Yunos bin Mohd Doyah, comes from a small family. His father passed away when he was seven years old. Life was very cruel then. He had to work at a very young age to help his mother to support the family. He was a very bright young man and a survival too! His mother, Hajjah Maftom raised him and his other two sibblings (girls) with love, full attention and tender care.
Hajjah Maftom was a well known figure in Muar, Johor for she held classes at home and Suraus all over Muar. I would tag along with her everywhere she went. Sometimes we took the trishaw and if the distance was further, we took the bus. She was an Ustazah! After class, her pupil would pay her...not much but enough! Some even passed me 20 sen or more and I will keep the coins in my socks! With the money she earned on that day, we would then stopped at the market to do marketing ! We could not afford alot, but just enough to keep the family going. Sometimes, the people in the market would just gave us for free...may it be fish, vegetable or fruits! Life was full of barakah! Alhamdulillah.
Everyday after Maghrib, all the children from the neighbourhood would come to our house to recite Quran. It was fun. I was one of the slow ones! hahahhahhha. How I envied some of the children who could read fluently where else I had to start from the small Quran ...the Muqaddam. This is because I only stayed with my late grandmother when I was in Standard 1 and Standard 6. In between I was all over. Some of the children would laugh at me and made fun of me! And then I realised because of shame, I pretended to know how to read Quran. That was my biggest mistake! Fortunately, Quran classes will be off on Thursday night but my grandmother and my two aunties Arwah Mak Abang and Arwah Uchu, will sit down together and read Surah Yaasin. And because of this, I was able to memorise the surah. With that one long Surah in my head and in my mind, I held tight and kept me safe.
When we were young, we thought that life would always be the same..full of happiness, no problem, no commitment and we thought that our parents would always be with us! That was why we took things lightly, so playful and thinking that the future is so many years ahead without realizing that the future is NOW!!! When come to thinking about it, I curse myself for all the mistakes I did! I asked myself many questions over and over again and the answer is always the same.......people make mistakes! How I wish I can turn back the time but that is impossible. Life has to go on. Mistakes done and should not be repeated but we can be a better person starting now.
Now that I am a grandmother of two. I want them to remember me as the best grandmother anybody could ask for. Unfortunately, I am not an Ustazah but I hold Quran classes at my house every Wednesday morning and Thursday nights. Not only for my family but for my neighbours and families as well. Thank you Ustazah NurulAin and Ustaz Farhan for teaching us. May Allah bless both of you for making my dream come through!
