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Furthermore, the second attempt to go the booth, which the company that I want to apply. This time, the impact is more challenging with the crowd and people keep coming. Peoples come from the front going to back and we from the back want to go to the front, I’m not moving at all. The movement so not changing like a before. Mackerel, Tuna, Salmon, Carp, Amberjack, Shark and Anchovies are continuing to the sources. 🌄
After a long minute that I, myself cannot have a chance to look at my watch, the movement to the booth not too far but like snail. The feeling like a can of fish, like a snail or a lot of fish with a little water. After, struggling to the booth. I really want to the INFINEON Kulim booth with the company that I want to apply.
Luckily, I arrived and standing behind the people who ready to writing the form list. I wondering if this company was available to hiring my position. I was applying for Production Operator. I can see people, the faces and character every person.
The worst is when she replies to my question.
“Does job for production operator available to apply?” I ask to the officer at the booth.
She was shouting to inform everybody at the booth that.
“Operator, please come to this side, this way. Engineer and technician are this way”, she replied.
My heart feels like to screaming, my body like to increases bigger like a Hulk and becoming like a Gorilla with hand pounding to the chest. But I can’t because I had a moral, still normal and I am a woman. The way to this booth, you take about 20 minute or 30 minute to arrive. Then, if you want to fill your name at the production operator form-list, you have to turn another way and back to the booth with the super crowd around you. I cannot do it anymore. The officer lady shouting again remind everyone.
“Everyone, this company just need your resume only, we don’t want your envelope and we tried to cut waste resource.” She says.
Even though, I was trying to get in out my CV in from the envelope. I was thinking on my head. Thinking and thinking, should I get through the crowd again? Even you all ready at the booth that the primary option to apply the job. I saw someone beside me, she Indian girl start to writing on her resume. As I remember she was writing a Technician.
I’m on the wrong way because doesn’t know how this event held or operate in this super crowded. I ask to the officer. ✌🏻
“Can I get the flyer?”, I asking for the flyer or booklet from this company.
She took two pamphlet or flyer or booklet so whatever. It’s two pieces and hand in to me. I said Thank you. 💁🏻
I take really hard decision, was breaking my heart to get out from this the scene. The booth that I no longer can do. I still in the crowd to get out this booth. Which this situation that I’m ready to past become difficult cause my handbag behind me. Then, I heard that my handbag being blamed for the situation.
My handbag got stuck in the crowd between the other ladies behind me because I try to get through. When I move, the ladies behind me also in hurry to followed very closely and tightly with everyone trying to passed from booth to booth. I had a long time not using a handbag. I usually go everywhere using a backpack.
But this time, I think I should be being a feminine or look a woman than usual. Imagine it; I wearing a blouse, ladies slack pants, ballerina pump shoes and love love love design square scarf on my head.
😍 No need to imagine it, I put the picture below. What I heard and so sure everybody also hears what they say because we are too close each other and too compact like a Sardine fish in the can or Sardine tin.
“Hurmmm, bring a handbag is making trouble to other at this event, beside bring a backpack are easy”. Girl behind condemn me .
When I hear that, I think that I should reply immediately to them with my opinion answer. But, I remind myself not making trouble with people or anyone else.
Then, I thought; I doesn’t know her, she doesn’t know me. Why I should make a just an enemy because they condemn my thing happen between her or me in this event. Troublesome is childish. I leave them and not looking their faces. I trying to get out from this booth area. I’m a little bit say out loud by not quite loud just a word to get through.
“Excuse me!!”, I speak clearly to get through the crowd.
Them seem to give a way to get out. The space when trying to get out is so differently unlike to going in the line to the booth. I’m not looking at the booth anymore, heading to the entrance lobby at the front area.
I looking for my younger brother. He not at the lobby entrance and I tried to calls, when he answered he says that he was at Futsal area. I go to the futsal area, but no sign of him, I’m not recognize any shape of him at the place. I only see people enjoy to having the meals in front of them.
The food court, where is Milo, Chicken fried and of course food vehicle. I have no taste to buy or eat this time even the food looks tasty.
I feeling a little bit frustrated with this event, the place is small and the people too much coming even they were already having a job than unemployed like me, whose desperate to get the jobs.
At the lobby entrance, I waiting my younger brother about 15 minute maybe. Then, he appears without noticing me that I watching him come at the entrance. He goes straight to the inside the main event “super crowded”. I had to follow him behind to call him out I ask him to take my picture at the arch and we leaving the event building to the where his park his motorcycle.
At the parking, not the actual parking but people parking in the bush with has a small road to enter. He, my younger brother notice that people leave their key at the motorcycles. The people interest to get into the venue without remember their key that can cause the missing the vehicle. 🏍
My younger brother said that before came to the in the building when he parks his motorcycle, he already helps two motorcycle with key at the vehicle without the owner. My younger brother took the keys and give the RELA officer that surveillance the place.
He tells which vehicle that the keys is leave behind. The motorcycle is quite good and expensive too. It’s so pity to the owner if the motorcycle is get missing by owner fault by leaving the keys. We don’t know if something going on in our life. 🔑
This “UNSUNG HEROES” story that never been told. Thank you to my younger brother to his help.
*Some of this picture are belong to me and other are collected from Facebook that shared to public. #credittofacebookowner 👍
*Grammar error, Word error, Noun, Present-Past Tense error in this post or past post. Please ignoring and hopefully understands. 😁
I’m believe you’ve been and had experiences with job fair, is it? But not me and this is my first experience. – azzarazaeynal 😍
On the 5th August 2017, in the Saturday morning. The weather is good and humidity was really good too. After a last night, I really hard-work to finish updating my curriculum vitae or resume and of course with cover letter and hard-copy else well. The feeling of excitements and nervous too really on me, because I’ve never been on job fair or anything else that requires people to hunt every jobs in one day and interview openly. I had to do research about just one thing.
I really having problem about what to wear and don’t have the suitable outfits or occasional dress code to this event. I really don’t have a lot of clothes. I just have a t-shirt, a few Malay’s traditional dress Baju Kurung. The blouse just couple but not a standard code to wear for this event. I do googling a lot searching term of dress code. All of them only show a good dress code and maybe it for the government sector event. The event that I want to attend is private sector, hunting a just operator jobs. Maybe this jobs were people doesn’t care so much. 👗
Malaysian, stated that the jobs as operator is low-class occupation. But, the reality is these sector was good and was the one how that things you buy on the market such you buy a carton of milk. They were someone of dozen operate behind a very carton of milk that call operator. If doesn’t have worker, I think if someone need milk they must go to the cow and start to squeeze the cow udder.
This event widely spread all over the internet and mostly on the Facebook. My friends already inform me about this event before widely known by me. Karnival Kerjaya in English is Job Fair it for hiring some new employee to their company or people to try new environment in the new workplace.
At 08:30 a.m., my younger brother and I arrived at the venue and looking for the parking. The place already full where the along road side the car was neatly parking. Lucky, to us for not drive a car because the line-up people who parking the car almost the another junction and even to nearest manufacturing company almost 1 kilometer.
My younger brother leaving me by the side of the road in front of the KHTP Sport Complex and he start to looking for parking his motorcycle. The people’s volunteer corps or RELA is assigned to secure and patrol on the front and back entrance.
Next, I walking with rainbow design wall beside. Alone! except other people in front of me was a boy and my behind me is couple young ladies. Which I don’t know who are they. When I safely arrive at the entrance lobby, where the “arch” located. ❤️ 💛 💚 💙 💜
Indeed, I still waiting my younger brother to come at entrance lobby before entering the main event. Besides, what I do is looking at the board where the location of the company that take participant in this event. Easy to visit and sending my resume or do an open interview. I take a note about the location and waiting my younger brother. Not only that, I looking around to if I found someone who I know and take some picture. About 10 or 15 minute, he arrived and start to asking about the where the place. Then, he goes to the advertisements board and look at the company list. 😵
Honestly, we entered the buildings and see the crowd. People already filled the place. I don’t think that I can even get through the crowd. We go to the path for going to the booth. This is the first attempted to get through and I’m standing without moving. The crowd not moving. In the front of me, was two little ladies, they were feeling give-up and was said like to go the factory rather that standing in the crowded place.
At the front of the two little ladies, was my friends when at former workplace and he was in the same vehicles to workplace. He already changes the jobs and currently work at another solar manufacturing also origin from China. I’m trying to poke him, my hand not reached his arm and I use my envelope and poke his arm, he looks at another lady beside him and he though the ladies were poke him.
So I take another action and finally he looks around more further and look at me, than I’m smiling at him. He with his brother or his twin, because they two were look very close.
In details, this event so unexpected. We are all like a fish in the tin or can. I don’t know all fish in there. Mackerel, Carp, Anchovies, Tuna, Salmon, Amberjack and Shark. 🐠 🐟 🐡 🐬🐳 🐋
Meanwhile, I just remember that, Black Carp beside me with nice outfits. A long sleeve shirt, ironed pants, matching tie, backpacks and certificate folder. On my right, a ladies look like age twenty-one or something. She was slender, a little bit taller than me. I’m not even tall. I’m short or petite not slender, chubby. She was wearing a Muslimah blouse with a good shawl.
What I see is, everyone comes in very fashion outfits. Even some of them just wearing t-shirts, jeans and some wearing a flip-flops. The first thing, I think I could wear a Malay’s traditional outfits Baju Kurung but the long-way to go Kulim city that take 29 kilometer about 40 minute with a car and we riding a motorcycle we take 1 hour to get the destination. So, I cannot be wearing a Baju Kurung.
Even, my friends that I poke earlier just wearing t-shirt, jeans and flip-flops. This event too much people but the place was small. Too crowded, the booth doesn’t show what kinds the job is available to hiring. The people are continuously go the booth without knowing the company available position for them.
In another way, this event also joined by educational sector, promoting people to continue their study such as ADTEC Kulim, KISMEC and etc. It’s was not suitable for people who went find a job. I’m not sure if this sector available to apply job because it was government education sector. If promoting to continues study it was wrong place. This event place for hunting job for the private sector.
Government had an official place and event for government sector. Even, the ADTEC Kulim has a good agenda to joining but with the place and situation is not right at this time.
Surprisingly, in this super crowd peoples I also meet my friends from the first manufacturing company. My first manufacturing company was SMARTRAC. I go to shake her hand, because she ages from me.
“Sis, where do you work now?”, I ask her.
“Mattel, tonight company having a Dinner.” She replied.
Then, she says that she already applies for the manufacturing call OSRAM Kulim. Plus, she said that OSRAM Kulim has their own form to fill with our detail and information. She and I line-up at BARD. BARD Medical company located at Kulim Industrial Estate which is not in Kulim Hi-Tech area. I not interested at BARD, so I refuse the line-up and leave the place. I quite a lot to having interestingly to apply OSRAM Kulim. OSRAM Opto Semiconductor new plant located in Kulim Hi-Tech was the biggest plant and it was German manufacturing. OSRAM Penang their first factory at Malaysia. I like Bayern Munich, which I also love Germany. 🇩🇪
to be continues – Part 2 😍
3 minute and so on
I am waiting
20 minute and so on
I am sending in
hope for replying
please I am bagging you
I am not pushing you
I am nothing to you
my head spinning
my world not moving
5 minute and so on
no typing no messaging
no ding ding
1 hour and so on
I don’t know…
I’m kind of losing how
The face looks in my minds
The expressions of faces and smile.
Like already fade away
The deep in my heart still have for
Cannot be reached, cannot touched.
On 25th June 2017, all-over Muslim in Malaysia and the same time region, are celebrating Eid-ul Fitr. For the western country will celebrating a day after. Eid-ul Fitr this year not much different from last year. But, my mother said;
I don’t know but this year or the other year before, it just regular. Except for yesterday as the first day of Syawal. The month to celebrating Eid-ul Fitr after we fasting in month of holiness Ramadan. The environment for celebrating Raya has decrease, no more kids come to visiting as I was sure. The kids now days just stay at home playing smartphone, tablet and etc. Even my niece and nephew, the technology make them really need to behave. Parenting should take more seriously, disappointed for spoiled children. If they were not get smartphone or tablet to play, the children really annoying as they keep crying, act foolish and talk so roughly to their parent.
This year my mom sponsor for the Eid-ul Fitr cookies. I just make one type of cookies and the name of my cookies is Popia Gula. On Saturday, my brother and I went to Expo Aidilfitri at Selama, Perak. We buying some cookies, three pieces of box just for one price. Buying at the last-minute they will make auction, to clearance the cookies. I buy cookies that have more pieces in box than the good looks of the cookies. My brother picks some cassava crackers, two packs of salty cheesy flavor and one is spicy crackers the same price. The other one is what I paid is Bahulu. Bahulu is very traditional Malay cookies.
Then, my brother picks two other cookies, as he really like these cookies. He picks the Almond London and Corn Flacks cookies. This price is really expensive for twenty-five pieces. The Almond London cookies I usually can making by myself and I am not making this year because I lost on budgets as I take long holiday and no working yet.
Honestly, I really disappointed yesterday as the problem with water supplies. Every time in Eid-ul Fitr, water supplies has stop. To many complaints about water supplies in this state. My village also had this problem, no water until the evening. I really stated to my parents, I hate this state.
Actually, this year I thought Eid-ul Fitr will on Monday. But, The Council has the decided as Eid-ul Fitr on Sunday.
On the evening, my childhood friends coming visit. She was my neighbors but she moves after get to different Secondary school. She already married and had two beautiful daughters. Thank you for coming.
I would like to wishes to all over Muslims and followers;
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Today at 3rd of June, in the Hijiri year is 8 Ramadan 1438, meaning of that today already eight-day Muslim’s peoples fasting. This a little bit of different but not totally. Last year Ramadan start at 6th of June and that time I was on night shift at workplace. Being a work at night shift, company had provided a free meal for us. The company has quite creative to make the voucher meal for staff and it reusable. Not like my other company that I had been working on before.
The first day of Ramadan last year, I was the first day night shift. Arrived at workplace and pull on jumpsuit, head to in front of PECVD department for briefing. Line up with colleagues, selfie, chit-chat and waiting line leader, production engineers and more. After briefing, production engineer said that company will give us food for iftar. We all feeling great and thankful. Canteen at this not like other canteen, small, one windows for food and other one for drink.
In production line, main operator and operator discuss who is going to take break or iftar. I was and always first. So, the other operator will have a iftar in production but not a big meal. It’s only drink some water, a carton water. At 7.25pm, colleagues and I, headed to canteen and line up to get a food. Give the meal voucher to person in-charges and take food and sit down waiting for Adhan. I capture every time getting a voucher meal card.
However, for PECVD got notice that our department have to iftar outside canteen. It means “outside” and I was like “what!!”. At the first we having a iftar outside, my co-worker and I did not change the production clothes. We look different but not weird, as we already had a fire drill before, so we are not changing.
Hence, we had to change to normal clothes that because it’s was wrong to go outside with jumpsuit. Changing jumpsuit take a more time and time is valuable. The company so strict about time. You have 30 minute for iftar like regular break time but when had to changing clothes, take food, go outside and eat. Like you are not having like a dinner or iftar. Every time to changing a clothes had to locker, then you going to return to canteen where the air shower door take time to open and take almost 25 second to do air shower.
Urrghhh!! so not good about that.
In fact, air shower time can be change to specific count but to many hand, play the timer and cheat the door. Security had to remove the part in the air shower to maximum the quality of enviroment in the factory.
For one things, if I got chance to get out early from production, I just go to canteen looking suitable place to eat. The canteen was crowded and everyone got a seat, the noisy environment after Adhan was heard from someone phone. The canteen so quiet and everyone eat. What so funny, everyone is silent when the stomach is going to fill with foods.
The best memories about having iftar at this workplace. So different.
The end of Ramadan, where everyone got a pay check. Our main operator buys us a Kentucky Fried Chicken (KFC) it only for our machine. Our machine has 5 people include our main operator and me. Besides, our free meal and one box of snack plate box each. I desire to eat a KFC before. So this is lucky day to get a KFC. My favourite most is Coleslaw. Thank you main operator for the KFC.
Thank you JA Solar for free meal Ramadan 2016 at workplace, Penang Malaysia.
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In different countries, the day chosen to mark Teachers Day has particular significance for the teaching profession there.
It may come as a surprise that Teachers Day — the day set aside to commemorate and honour the special work of teachers — is celebrated throughout the world on different days.
In our region, for instance, it falls on Jan 16 in Thailand; in Malaysia on May 16; in Brunei on Sept 23, in the Philippines on Oct 5; and in Singapore on the first Friday of September.
There is, of course, a World Teachers Day, which is celebrated on Oct 5. And some countries like Armenia, Azerbaijan, Bangladesh, Cameroon, Canada, Germany, Maldives, Myanmar, Qatar and the United Kingdom celebrate it on Oct 5.
Obviously, each of those days on which Teachers Day is celebrated has particular significance for the teaching profession for each of those countries.
In the different countries, the day chosen marks an important milestone in the history of education there, or the death or the birth of an important national educator.
So, why is May 16 designated as Teachers Day in Malaysia?
Quite simply, because this is the date the Razak Report was formally endorsed by the Federal Legislative Assembly of the Federation of Malaya in 1956, a year before independence.
The Report, named after Datuk Abdul Razak Hussein (later Tun), the country’s first Education Minister (and later the second Prime Minister), was pivotal in providing a framework for the education system in post-independent Malaya and later Malaysia.
One can only imagine the deliberations that may have gone on behind closed doors as members of the committee that produced the report grappled with the inherent problems of nation-building in this fledgling nation.
The country was demographically plural, with different schooling systems for its different communities, and the question that was surely at the forefront of the minds of the members of the committee then must have been “how do we lay the foundations for a united nation, from a diverse population with varied aspirations and hopes?”
This is clearly evident from the terms of reference of the report: to recommend …establishing a national system of education acceptable to the people of the Federation as a whole, which will satisfy their needs and promote their cultural, social, economic and political development as a nation…”
Crucially, the report recognised schooling was pivotal to the processes of national integration and sought ways in which this could be achieved.
It endorsed Malay as the national language of the country and recommended that all students would be required to study the language.
The report also confronted the complexity of the processes of nation-building in a multicultural, multilingual polity and steered clear of simplistic solutions to complex problems.
Rather than opt for a single, homogeneous school system for all students, the report recommended the establishment of, at the primary level, a national stream — called in the report, Standard schools — in which Malay was the medium of instruction, and a Standard-type school stream in which Chinese or Tamil were the medium of instruction.
While students going through the standard and standard-type school streams may have had their education through different medium of instruction, the report recommended common curriculum content for the standard and standard-type schools, thus confronting the issue of unity in diversity.
As these students progressed on to secondary school, the report recommended a single system.
And these recommendations were taken up in different ways in subsequent education reports that followed the Razak Report in the last 60 years.
As we celebrate Teachers Day on May 16 and honour the individual teachers who made a difference in celebrations held in various schools throughout the length and breadth of this nation, we are also reminded of the deliberations that went into the framing of the Razak Report that recognised diversity in forging national unity.
In a sense, some of the issues that were at the forefront back then in 1956 still remain with us today.
They are a sober reminder that nation-building is a process. It is a work in progress.
Happy Teachers Day 2017!
International Workers’ Day, also known as Labour Day in some countries, is a celebration of labourers and the working classes that is promoted by the international labour movement, socialists, communists or anarchists and occurs every year on May Day (1 May), an ancient European spring festival. The date was chosen for International Workers’ Day by the Second International, a pan-national organization of socialist and communist political parties, to commemorate the Haymarket affair, which occurred in Chicago on 4 May 1886. The 1904 International Socialist Conference in Amsterdam, the Sixth Conference of the Second International, called on “all Social Democratic Party organisations and trade unions of all countries to demonstrate energetically on the First of May for the legal establishment of the 8-hour day, for the class demands of the proletariat, and for universal peace.”
Being a traditional European spring celebration, May Day is a national public holiday in several European countries. The date is currently celebrated specifically as “Labour Day” or “International Workers’ Day” in the majority of countries, including those that didn’t traditionally celebrate May Day. Some countries celebrate a Labour Day on other dates significant to them, such as the United States, which celebrates Labor Day on the first Monday of September.
Happy Labor Day 2017