Sex Education Anyone?

I am supposed to prepare a draft answer for one of my six subjects as part of my group responsibility today. Then I read this newspaper report in theStar. The last paragraph reminded me of some research that I did for my Hijrah Remaja 2 program some four years ago. I guess I’ll just blog about it now, get it out of my brain and then focus on my past year project. (Haha, denial! Dah malas tapi tamau mengaku!)

The last paragraph which caught my attention is this:

“A parent known only as Mohammad, 44, told the daily that he and his two wives gave their seven children sex education when they reached the age of four.”

(Well, actually, it was the title of the report that caught my initial attention.)

I don’t know about you but reading the last paragraph on its face value would make people assume that that the above Muhammad dude is a pervert. He has two wives and teaches his seven kids sex education when they reach four. Come on! How can you teach a four year old child about sex!!!

See how media manipulates news to suit their own accord?

Let me try to clarify what that last paragraph failed to explained. The last paragraph is about sex education for young children.

It is quite clear from the report that the above Muhammad dude is a Muslim. He has a Muslim name and has two wives.

Now, sex education in Islam is not something that only involves sexual intercourse. It covers human relation in total be it in its spiritual approach, business, man to man relation etc.

Islam encourages us to give sex education to our children from young but it must be within their intellectual capability. The best way to teach a young kid about sex education is to teach them how to pray. Praying would allow the child to understand the separation between male and female.

It begins with the taking of ablution. Once you have your ablution, a child should be taught about his / her mahram. Who can he touch that would not nullify his ablution. Can he touch his sister? His mother? His maid? (assuming that this family is from the Shafie Mazhab).

In Islam, it is encouraged to “pray together” (as how the Bride says it, or technically known as praying in congregation). Praying in congregration would teach the child where to be in the saf. The male would be at front and the female would be behind. Separation between the male and the female is sex education.

Take a look at the clothes you wear for prayers. The male must cover from their knee to navel whilst the female would have to cover everything except their face and palms. This is part of modesty and modesty is also sex education.

Islam also teaches us to separate our son and daughter from sleeping together when they reach the age of 7. This is also sex education.

I am just highlighting some of the basic sex education in Islam.

So it’s not fair to just say that the above Muhammad dude teaches his children sex education when they reach the age of four without explaining how he does it.

Sex education covers a wide area however the term sex education is always narrowed down to sexual intercourse.

Anyhow, I’ll end this post with this story that I heard from someone at the airport.

A requested the help of a stewardess to fill in his form. He did not understand why there was M / F under the sex column.

Why is there M / F here? I do it 3 times a week.

No sir, it not how many times you do it. It is meant for either Male or Female?

Oh… please tick both Male and Female for me.

*smile*

Blog adjourned.

Good Morning Glory

This morning, as I was sending the Bride to her car to go to work, I bid her goodbye as usual...

Bye.

Kiss on her forehead.

Bye. I love you.

*smile*

Kenapa you tak cakap I love you balik?

*smile*

Walk towards her car and took her hand. Slowly used my finger to carve “I love you” on her hand…

Cukup?

*smile*

Sometimes, simple things in life can make a couple super happy…

Sometimes, it is better to carve the fact that you love someone on their hand…

Especially when she is all ready to go to work and smelling nice in the morning whilst you have not brushed your teeth…

*smile*

Blog adjourned.

GiGi

Hikayat ini perlu dikhabarkan dalam bahasa Malaysia.

Kejadian berlaku pada petang semalam kira-kira jam 7.12pm. Aku sedang bergolek-golek bersama isteriku di atas tatkala anak perempuanku berada di bawah bersama ibuku. Sedang kami mengisahkan apa yang telah kami lakukan seharian, tangan isteriku terkena gigi atasku. Seperti biasa, kami meronta-ronta seperti masing-masing telah dihempap almari sambil berpusing-pusing kononnya dalam kesakitan yang amat perit.

“Ahh… putus urat tangan i!!!” jerit si isteri.

Namun demikian, aku tidak jerit. Aku pusing ke arah bertentangan isteriku dan mula berfikir di mana agaknya ada cebisan kertas hitam.

Aku bangun untuk membuat pemeriksaan di alamari serbagunaku. Mataku liar mencari apa2 yang berwarna hitam yang boleh aku gunakan.

Tiba-tiba, kedengaran suara merdu tangisan anakku di bawah. Suara ibuku menyusuli meminta agar kami mengambil anak perempuan kami yang sudah mula lapar. Isteriku, (yang masih tidak mengetahui apa yang sedang aku ingin lakukan) bergegas ke bawah untuk mengambil anakku.

Aku keluar dari bilik dan ke bilik sebelah. Bilik sebelah merupakan “office” ayahku dan juga sudah dirampas kuasa oleh anak buahku dan abang iparku sebagai “base” masing-masing. Di situ, aku terjumpa sehelai surat khabar yang mempunyai latar belakang berwarna hitam. Aku gembira.

Tanpa berlengah masa, aku mengoyak secebis surat khabar dan kembali ke bilikku. Aku mula menyusunnya di bahagian gigi atasku. Alamak! Susunan gigi atasku tidak membenarkan aku menyelitkan cebisan surat khabar itu!

“Cepat sikit brader! Bini hang dah nak sampai dah tu!” aku terdengar satu suara berbisik di sebelah telinga kiriku.

Maka aku pun cuba menyusun cebisan surat khabar itu di bahagian gigi bawahku. Disebabkan aku sedang bergegas, aku terselit kertas itu menutupi dua gigi bawahku. Belum sempat aku hendak betulkan, isteriku masuk ke bilik bersama seorang chempedak yang rupanya seiras anakku.

“Yang, gigi I patah”,

Hah??

Gigi I patah

Mana?

Aku turunkan tangan kananku yang menutupi bahagian depan mulutku untuk menunjukkan mulutku yang ternganga (sebenarnya aku tersengih) dengan cebisan hitam menutupi bahagian atas dua gigi bawahku. Kononnya cebisan hitam surat khabar itu membawa maksud bahawa dua gigi bawahku sudah tiada lagi.

HAH? PATAH? KENA TANGAN I SIKIT PUN BOLEH PATAH KE? KENA TANGAN I SIKIT AJE! BERAPA PATAH??

Dua… ujarku dengan muka sardin sambil menurunkan tanganku untuk memberi isteriku gambaran sebenar untuk sementara. Aku menutup kembali mulutku selepas 3 saat. Aku risaukan isteriku tahu perkara sebenar kerana aku tak tahan nak ketawa dan mukaku sedang tersengih.

HAH? DUA??? MANA GIGI YOU???

Tatau…

TATAU? YOU TELAN KE? ATAS KATIL KOT.

Aku pun menonong di belakang isteriku yang sedang mengendong seorang chempedak yang sentiasa tersengih menunjukkan gusi yang tiada gigi padaku.

YOU NI KURANG KALSIUMLA. KENA SIKIT JE CAMANE BOLEH PATAH???

Langgar tangan I sikit camtu boleh patah!?

Aku menggigit lidah untuk menjawab, “sebab susu you semua pegi kat chempedak tu, krangla kalsium i…” Namun aku pelik bagaimana isteriku masih sedang scan katil mencari dua gigi bawahku yang patah (walhal yang kena tangan dia adalah gigi atasku…)

Aku tidak tahan lagi. Aku terus baring di atas katil dan ketawa besar-besaran. Isteriku seolah-olah tidak faham. Mungkin dia fikir aku sedang pasrah kerana sudah tidak hensem tanpa dua gigi bawah. Jikalau benar aku kehilangan dua gigi bawah, aku pun rasa yang aku akan pasrah. Tapi keadaan ini berbeza. Keadaan ini amat melucukan.

I tipulah. Ni kertas hitam aje. Kena gigi atas, camne sampai dua gigi bawah boleh patah? Hehehe.

Setelah meletakkan si chempedak dengan selamatnya, aku di babab isteriku. Aku cuba menyedapkan hati isteriku. Aku ceritakan permulaan kisah gigi hitam ini.

Kejadian bermula ketika aku di sekolah rendah. Aku dan kawan akrabku mengambil cebisan sugar paper dan menyelubungi gigi hadapan masing-masing. Kemudian kami pergi berjumpa cikgu dan mengatakan bahawa tadi kami bertumbuk dan gigi kami patah. Riak wajah cikgu kami yang panik tidak dapat aku lupakan. Lagi panik pada isteriku…

Kini, aku hanya meletakkan tangan di hadapan mulutku dan aku dan isteriku akan ketawa macam nak pengsan. Si chempedak juga akan ketawa bila ada orang lain ketawa Cuma setelah sekian lama, si chempedak pengsan betul-betul. Aku terpaksa memadam semua lampu dan baring untuk tidur.

Aku bersyukur rancangan aku berjaya. Aku juga bersyukur bahawa aku masih ada kesemua gigiku.

Blog ditangguhkan.

Oh... Dah Pandai Menjawab Eh???

Bila nak balik ni?

On the way… kenapa?

I rindu anak I…

Oh rindu anak aje la sekarang…

I rindu anak I tapi I miss you…

Eleh… nak pujuklah tu…

Mana ada…. Betullah ape I cakap...

*blink*blink*

Relieved!

Yes!

I have managed to complete all of my six assignments for each of my six subjects. The deadline was today but I submitted them all online yesterday. I am actually grateful to my seniors for their kind warning not to procrastinate with the assignments.

I actually started to do my assignments after about a month into the semester. After reading the relevant materials, I drafted a skeletal structure for most of the assignments. As a safety measure, I showed the draft structures to my lecturers to know if I am heading in the right path.

All of which were approved (Alhamdulillah) and gedebuk gedebak, I’ve completed all of the assignments already.

Now I feel so light. The moment I submitted my last assignment, I felt so relieved.

It was not stressful or anything as I had managed to use the time that I had evenly. All in all it was a very good experience. I like.

Now I have about a month left before my exams. Yes. You read it right. I-HAVE-EXAMS!!! I wonder how (stressful) it would feel to be taking exams now that I have the Bride with me. Dulu masa undergraduate, masih single. Sekarang tengah postgraduate, dah ada bini… serious lain feeling… sekarang lagi best! :)

But it is certainly going to be different during exams…

Oh exams… I can get pimples just by thinking about it.

On a side note, this is just some random fact about toenails.

My toenails are always short. This is because of my weekly futsal game. You see, if you have long toenails, it might be broken after an arduous futsal game. However, I realize that a lot of men do not care about their toenails. It is always long and sometimes even dirty. Is it true that most men are lazy to care for their toenails?

Hmmm… I wonder..

Blog adjourned.

Is Maulud Dibai A Bid’ah?

I’m sure you have heard of Maulud Nabi before. There are some people who are challenging the existence of it along with many other religious acts that has been practiced customarily in Malaysia. They say Maulud Nabi is Bid’ah or wrong innovative. In other words, they say that the act of doing Maulud Nabi was not done by the Prophet therefore, if you do it, you will be doing an innovative act. By so doing you will go to hell.

Funny. It is so easy for some people to justify hell for others.

If what they say is true, than most probably their ancestors are all in line to be in hell as I am sure their forefathers did Maulud Nabi before.

Fortunately for their ancestors, Maulud Nabi is not a bid’ah. Well, at least to my personal opinion it is not. The strongest dalil or authority for Maulud Nabi can be derived in the Quran itself. Take a look into Surah Hud, the 11^th Surah in the Quran. In it are the stories of previous Prophets that was related to Prophet Muhammad (SAW).

All Muslims will agree that the Prophet’s heart believes firmly in Allah. On top of that, in verse 120 in Surah Hud, Allah said:

"All that We relate to thee of the stories of the apostles,- with it We make firm thy (Prophet Muhammad) heart: in them there cometh to thee the Truth, as well as an exhortation and a message of remembrance to those who believe" (11:120)

Allah says that relating the stories of previous Prophets will increase the firmness of the Prophet’s heart. If it can have such an effect on the Prophet’s heart (whose heart is already firm) imagine what good it would do to our weak hearts. If you read the translation of Maulud Nabi, in particular Maulud Dibai, all that is being recited are stories of Prophet Muhammad. Most Malaysians may not understand the Arabic language, hence the reason why there is a Malay translation in the Maulud Dibai booklet. It is meant to make the Muslim’s heart firm by reading and knowing the history of Prophet Muhammad.

I would be inclined to further say that that verse is actually a wise way of educating the whole Muslim community even though it is directed to the Prophet, as how most of the permissible and injunction verses were revealed.

There are many types of Maulud Nabi. There is the Maulud Dibai (one which I am more familiar with which involves beautiful stories of the Prophet and many verses of selawat and request for forgiveness from the Al-Maighty), Maulud Imam Jaafar Barzanji (I would assume the term Barzanji or the on-of-a-kind way of singing history lessons was derived from his name), maulud Alhabshi (which is a mix and match of various mauluds), Maulud Alshatrie (there is one which appparently was created without a single fullstop. Considering it was done in Arabic language, it is sort of difficult to find connecting words without a fullstop. However, I have just heard about it and have not seen it before) and many other Mauluds.

How can you now say that doing these Maulud is a Bid’ah and you will end up in hell if you do it?

Allah knows best.

Blog adjourned.

Challenges

There are some things in life that can be so easy for some and yet so challenging for others. Challenges come and go every day. Just for sheer fun, below are some of the current life challenges that I face:

• To sleep early together with the Bride and Alisha with the intention to wake up later to pray Isya’. My God it’s like dragging my whole body to the bathroom for wudhu’.
• To wake up for Subuh during weekend and when there is no morning classes.
• To enlighten an older person that he / she have no adab.
• To try not to raise my already loud voice.
• To be sincere in doing a good deed.
• To explain a complex scenario in a simple manner and easy to understand.
• To maintain a simple explanation simple.
• To find an influential and interesting way to explain that Islam is cool when coolnes is always associated to non Syariah compliant stuff.
• Not to have an evil thought.
• Expressing my personal opinion that the Judiciary is not corrupted as how some people perceive it to be. perception.. perception.. perception..
• To cut Alisha’s finger and toe nails. If she is asleep, she will wake up. When she’s awake, she would never sit still.
• To be a good neighbor, classmate, workmate, soul mate, person, son, husband, father, cousin, nephew… in a nutshell, to be a good Muslim.
• To pujuk the Bride if I did something wrong.
• To find the right path in my career and to have a clear view of what to become.
• To maintain steadfastness in doing something.
• Not to procrastinate.
• To focus on my assignments and not be swayed by emails, Facebook or blogs. Oops I did it again… I’m supposed to complete my assignments and here I am updating my blog.

Many more challenges but now I need to focus on what Imam Ghazali, Ibn Taimiyah and Ibn Qayyim’s views on “The Role Of Money”. Wish me luck for my assignments!

Blog adjourned.