Showing posts with label Inqaz. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Inqaz. Show all posts

Tuesday, 15 September 2009

Inqaz : Part 4

These were just some of the pictures taken on the day we visited inqaz. Enjoy!

Some took refuge in the shadow of the building...

Amir, K. Husna, K.Jas and Ina...

K.Jas and me...

Photo op.

Amir trying to find shade...

He's had enough of the scorching sun...about 50 celcius...

Inqaz : Part 3

Just look at the pictures first, then I'll you the story behind them.

Raisa, in yellow...

Raisa with the older girls...

Kak Zu's daughter, Raisa followed us on that day. She's going to further her studies in Cardiff, soon insyaallah. On that day I observed how kind Raisa was. At first, she asked the girls to take a picture with her. She didn't show any awkwardness or anything to be standing so close to them. So, the girls who were at first very reluctant and shy, agreed to be photographed with her, not once, many, many times...hehehe

Later, she showed them the photographs taken. The girls were so excited, maybe they've never ever seen their own photograph. They huddled together and if Raisa's not wearing yellow, she'll be just one of them. Just young, pretty girls having fun...sigh. I remembered the incident because in my humble opinion, Raisa act of kindness really made their day. Maybe, it'll be remembered as a fond memory for the girls in the months to come. A warm hand extended in kindness... 

See, how excited they were?

Monday, 14 September 2009

Inqaz : Part 2

Why did we go to Inqaz? Like last year, we came to give them some food for Ramadhan. We brought some basic food stuff like cooking oil, flour, onions, sugar, biscuits etc. We hope it would relieve some of their burden. 

We went in two vans. When we arrived, they kids did not 'react', they didn't even smile. Maybe they're used to people giving them things or maybe they're trained not to show any excitement or they just couldn't care less... I didn't know but what I knew was the niat we came, we just wanted them to have a more comfortable Ramadhan. We also decided to prepare iftar for them on the 9th of September. We just collected fund from the ladies and the response was great. At least on one night of Ramadhan they could eat nice food.

The sight that greeted us...

Mr. Ibrahim and Kak Aishah...

Kak Husna with some of the boys...

Photo op...hehehe

They carried the onions...

The ustaz thanked us in arabic...

Do you know how these kids learn? They have to write the surah on a loh board (a wooden board) and they would hafaz that particular surah. When they hafaz, they recite it to their ustaz and only when they could do so properly, they are allowed to wash off the ink and write another surah. Sometimes they used the same loh board hundreds of times and it'll break and chipped...and they would still use it until it'll literally turn into too tiny pieces that you could not write on it anymore!

Last year, we collect donations from Petronas staff and families to buy new loh boards for them. Alhamdulillah we managed to collect enough not only to buy them loh boards, we also managed to give each kid a new jalabiya for eid as well as other comfort items like new mats etc. This year, they ask for new mats also and we gave that too. 

A student was about to recite to the ustaz...

Kak Zu with a sample of the loh board. That's new...

Inqaz : Part 1

On the 18th of August, I went along with a group of Petronita ladies to Inqaz, a madrasah where kids and also adults learn to hafaz the al-quran. Petronita's welfare bereau had identified Inqaz as one of those places that we should help. It started last year under Sh. Najwa's supervision and now Kak Aishah continues.

Calling inqaz a madrasah may bring you to imagine a proper madrasah that we could find in Malaysia. Even for me who has heard about it before were a bit taken aback when I personally stepped into the compound. It's actually just a tent (a 'bangsal' is more appropriate) in a compound of a masjid. 

Some of the kids here stay outside and some very unfortunate ones are staying there 24/7. Some are left by their parents as early as aged 2 to become tahfiz, maybe it's one of the ways for them to get out of the poverty cycle...wallahualam. Some would reunite with their parents but sadly for some that would be the end of their relationship with their parents. I was saddened to see many square boxes being stacked in a room. Each box belongs to a students and it consists of all their worldly possessions. Can you imagine having everything you got in one tiny box? What would you put in that box?
 
Those boxes contain their pride and joy...

I observed a water well for them to use daily. This would be water for them to wash, drink, cook etc. I could also see a brand new toilets donated and built by PDOC as part of their corporate obligations. There's also a tiny kitchen (actually just a corner of a room). There's a private section for older ladies to hafaz the quran and a small classroom for older girls which would also be used for the girls to sleep in. That's all. The smaller kids have to learn under a 'bangsal' without even a mat to sit on. 

The water well... imagine if there's a sand storm...

Those in whites are the ustazs...

The boys...

The girls...

The older girls' classroom...

A covered section for ladies...

That's just a brief description of Inqaz. I'll describe more in subsequent posts, insyaallah...