Hi readers!
Something good has happened to me in Legal Method(LM) class this morning that has caused some kind of happiness feeling to reside in my heart today *Simbiosis by Ella is playing in the atmosphere *
Oww..it sounds weird to me
now how you would feel happy in a class.Well come on readers, we all know it's
hard to plant the seed of happiness in ourselves when it comes to coming to
school or class' issues. :p Except for some people or in certain circumstances
or in certain period time like when you first went to school or something that
maybe has always made u to feel eager in looking forward for schools, I guess. But whatever it is,hell yeah I have felt happy while I was in LM class this morning.
The reason I have felt happy is that.....
Opss...not so fast. Okay readers, sit still and lend me your eyes as well as your mind. Don't worry Im not gonna throw them away. Just for story telling purpose. :p Okay okay Im rambling nonsense now.
Let me tell you the story.
So today I attended a first lecture
of Legal Method class. Normally at the first session of lecture, lecturer will
not go directly to the syllabus and start teaching them but a taaruf session
will be conducted. Taaruf session basically means an introduction session to
get to know with each other better between the lecturer and students as well as
to get a brief idea on what we are gonna learn throughout the semester.
Legal Method is a hands on subject where students will be taught to read
the law cases as well as to read the statutes and to conduct a legal research
before you can give a legal advice to your client. Basically all these 3
elements are the very basic skills that every lawyer in this world must have possessed. The lecture of this subject will not be only conducted in a
class but it requires students and lecturer to go to the law library
for the search of law cases and statutes' purposes. In this small number
of students' class(we have got just 13 students in our class), students
are divided into two groups for the purpose of debate training, legal research
presentation, giving advice to client's training and so on. Students will sit
in class according to the divided groups and work together with the
members of the group. Basically, Legal Method class requires a serious
participation from students for a lot of activities that will be conducted to
help students to get familiarized with legal skills or as the subject's name
has said it, Legal Method.
Wait, wait wait...What am I
talking about? Oh God, I am lecturing all of you about this subject!
My apology,readers. I'm supposed
to tell you the reason of my happiness in LM class today. Not the LM subject
itself :p Haha
Again my apology.
Okay back to the story. So
in our taaruf session today, my lecturer gave away a piece of A4 paper to every
student. As the papers were distributed to all of us, I whispered to
myself.."Please la..no drawing..no drawing...no drawing" I just cant draw.
After all the papers had been
distributed, my lecturer looked at all of us with a beautiful smile on her face
and said, "Okay, so now I want all of you to draw your own face on that
piece of paper given, with the best drawing you can do. Ill give 10 minutes to
complete your drawing then Ill call upon every each one of you to come
here, in front of the class to introduce yourself and say something about you
along with the drawing of your face"
Upon hearing that, I felt the
whole world of mine collapses on me. You know that feeling. That devastating
feeling. I was like..."ohh God... I hate drawing. Im sucks at it. I
cant do this. I hate drawing. "
Readers, I..Nyle really HATES
drawing. I hate drawing simply because I dont know how to control and use the
nerves and muscles of my fingers well to create a nice image on a piece of paper or
even on a computer painting application :p Really, Im sucks at drawing and
because of that, I hate it. :p
Back in childhood days aged 5-7
or so, I still remember I used to draw a lot(though my drawings at that time werent that
good). I think all little kids love to draw or maybe scratch anything on
the wall or piece of paper with pencils(usually on walls ..haha :p Admit it, you used to do that when you were a little kid!) Well
then, looking at my history of young ages that I used to draw a lot, I am not
sure why I gave up drawing.
Wait.
Oh yeah now I remember. I think I started to get less involved in drawing when I already knew how to read. I was 7 when I first can totally read. From that on, I just loved to read anything, from story books until newspaper. Yeah.. I started to read newspaper when I was 7 mainly because of my dad's influence. :p
Oh yeah now I remember. I think I started to get less involved in drawing when I already knew how to read. I was 7 when I first can totally read. From that on, I just loved to read anything, from story books until newspaper. Yeah.. I started to read newspaper when I was 7 mainly because of my dad's influence. :p
I used to always see
him getting so preoccupied when he had a newspaper on his hand. It
made me wonder and curious, what's so nice in the paper that made his eyes
stuck on it? So then, out of curiosity, I tried reading newspaper that my dad
used to buy everyday. Although I have to admit that sometimes I could barely
understood what the hell is newspaper talking about, I enjoyed in bumping
into new words and new information about the world or anything. I first learned
the name of capital city of Malaysia's states and some of the World countries
not at school but from the newspaper. Thank you baba for giving me a good role
model . :D
So that is how I shifted from
drawing to a new hobby of reading and later when I was 8 or 9 or 10,(sorry cant
remember ) I started to write short stories. :p
Since I began to know how
to read, I didnt draw anymore and the skill somehow became rusty or maybe there's no
chance at all for the drawing skill to be developed :p
So when I have grown up as a
teenager, I never like drawing. I only drew in Art class of lower secondary
studies and always hated it :p I still remember how I was so happy as I
completed my lower secondary studies and moved to upper secondary because in
upper secondary level of studies there's no more Art class. :p
Oh okay, I ramble a lot now. Back
to drawing in LM class story, so to tell you honestly, aside of feeling so
devastated to be asked to draw, I was so nervous thinking whether if I can make
this out within this 10 minutes or not. That would be so embarrassing to be
called upon in front of the class with an incomplete drawing.
I stared at the blank piece of
paper with a blank mind and a vigorously racing heart. I lamented in my heart I
really cant draw..I cant draw..cant draw...I hate this..Ya Allah please help me
:/ That moment lasted for about 1-2 mins I guess.
Then, out of nowhere I got the strength to take a deep breath and calmed myself. I heard a voice of myself whispering to me, "Nyle be confident. You can draw. Just be confident. Chill. Not everyone in this class is good at drawing but everyone is just doing it. So be confident. You can do it. Be confident" I dont know how many times the words of "be confident" played on my mind but with the spirit of "be confident" that I had in myself inspired by Allah, Alhamdullillah I managed to draw without a shaky hand and complete the drawing of my own face thought it doesnt look like me at all not even a little bit! :p
Then, out of nowhere I got the strength to take a deep breath and calmed myself. I heard a voice of myself whispering to me, "Nyle be confident. You can draw. Just be confident. Chill. Not everyone in this class is good at drawing but everyone is just doing it. So be confident. You can do it. Be confident" I dont know how many times the words of "be confident" played on my mind but with the spirit of "be confident" that I had in myself inspired by Allah, Alhamdullillah I managed to draw without a shaky hand and complete the drawing of my own face thought it doesnt look like me at all not even a little bit! :p
After done with the drawing,I
looked at that little "masterpiece" of mine.
After one moment
and guess what,
Out of blue, I felt some kind of
happiness is flying gracefully in my heart, passing through the aorta,
atrium,vena cava,myocardial muscle bla bla .I smiled and am smiling.
Hahaha.opss...hehehe.. :p
Believe or not, I still
feel happy up until now ^_^
Im happy because I managed to
complete the task that I always always always hated to do and hadnt been doing
for yearssss, successfully. A pat to my shoulder.Congratulation, Nyle.
See, you can draw. Everyone can draw. :) Moral of the story is, I guess we just have gotta be confident with ourselves, and we can surely overcome all the obstacles in life,
InsyaAllah.
So kids, that's the story of how
I met a some kind of happiness in my heart today. XD
Just because of little
thing,though :p but heyyy, it means something to me... :p
Yours truly,
NyleRashid
you can laugh all you want now..
dont worry, Im fine with it and ready for it :p


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