DariNya kita datang, kepadaNya kita kembali

Bismillah

"Dan bagi tiap-tiap umat ada tempoh (yang telah ditetapkan); maka apabila datang tempohnya, tidak dapat mereka dikemudiankan walau sesaatpun dan tidak dapat pula mereka didahulukan"

Innalillahi wa inna ilahi raji'un

Dan telah perginya seorang insan yang amat saya sayang..


Saya tak tahu, tapi kepulangan saya ke Malaysia akhir bulan 12 2007 lalu, sangat menyayat hati..

Atok perempuan sangat gembira apabila mak memberitahu saya akan pulang menyambut hari raya aidiladha pada tahun ini..walaupun bulan 6 tahun yang sama saya telah pun pulang bertemu ahli keluarga di Malaysia. Disember lalu, raya pertama di Malaysia, setelah hampir 4 tahun beraya di perantauan. Mak bersungguh-sungguh menyuruh saya pulang, walaupun pada asalnya saya tidak begitu serius menyatakan hasrat untuk pulang, dan hampir-hampir membatalkan niat, kerana raya kali ini juga adalah raya terakhir untuk saya sambut bersama kakak-kakak senior tahun akhir di Jordan...
Semua ada hikmahnya


Pulang ke Muar....
Atok lelaki yang nampak uzur, tapi atok perempuan yang pergi dulu..
Teringat kata-kata atok perempuan kepada suaminya, "awak ni sakit-sakit, tapi kita tak tau siapa yang pergi dulu"


Sepanjang tempoh cuti 2 minggu lebih saya di Malaysia, 3 kali saya pulang ke Muar. Kali pertama, pada malam kepulangan saya, kami terus pulang ke rumah atok untuk merayakan Hari Raya Aidiladha esoknya di sana. Atok sangat gembira, kerana Alhamdulillah selepas rawatan matanya, dia dapat melihat dengan jelas wajah-wajah insan yang disayanginya. Itulah raya terakhir saya bersama atok perempuan...


Tapi saya sayu, atok memang nampak kurang sihat ketika itu, kakinya membengkak (pitting edema),dan dia mengadu, selalu sesak nafas. Dari pembelajaran, saya tahu ada yang tidak kena..


Setelah pulang ke rumah, saya memberitahu ibu, supaya membawa saya ke rumah atok semula sebelum saya pulang ke Jordan.

Kali terakhir saya pulang ke rumah atok, ibu menyuruh saya memeriksa atok. Hampir-hampir saya terlupa membawa stethoscope ke kampung untuk memeriksa atok. Kereta sudah bergerak, di pertengahan jalan ibu mengingatkan, tapi saya terlupa, namun ayah tidak kisah berpatah balik ke rumah untuk mengambil alat tersebut.


Pada mulanya saya berat hati untuk memeriksa atok, namun ibu menggesa. Hari itu, setelah membuat auscultation, saya tak tahu bagaimana harus saya beritahu pada atok. Saya katakan insyaAllah semuanya ok. Namun pada ibu saya beritahu sebaliknya...
"Mak, sarah dengar atok macam ada paru-paru berair, " (mungkin itu bahasa yang orang Melayu gunakan, apabila crepitation dapat didengari di paru-paru).


Akhirnya ibu saya sendiri yang memberitahu atok tentang itu. Atok terkejut. Pagi esoknya atok terus berjumpa dengan doktor di klinik. Doktor memberi ubat dan meminta atok datang setiap bulan untuk follow up.

Sewaktu ingin pulang, saya tak tahu, tapi saya amat berat meninggalkan atok.. sayu dan sedih, sehinggakan saya bersalam dengan atok-atok saya itu 2 kali setiap seorang.. terasa berat sangat nak balik.. Rupanya itulah salam terakhir saya bersama atok...

Lebih kurang 2 minggu setelah saya kembali ke Jordan, saya mendapat berita, keadaan atok semakin tidak menentu. Ibu memberitahu, semenjak akhir Januari lalu atok sentiasa keluar masuk hospital, emergency room, ICU. Atok sudah tinggal bersama anak-anaknya di Selangor,,.


Ibu selalu merahsiakan keadaan kesihatan atok daripada saya. Katanya tidak mahu mengganggu pembelajaran. Tapi naluri itu tetap ada. Pernah saya melihat seorang perempuan tua dikelilingi anak-anaknya ketika sedang nazak dan dibacakan ayat Al-Quran di sebelahnya, saya terus teringatkan atok..
" aslmkm.mom,dis morning i saw a nenek was dying.her family gathered around n
recited the quran.ttbe tringt kt atok.kem slm kt atok.x sabo blik
mesia.slmt mgndi" sms yang saya hantar kepada ibu.
Then my mother replied, meminta maaf kerana tidak memberitahu saya tentang situasi kesihatan atok yang semakin kritikal ketika itu yang cuba dirahsiakannya



Semalam, ibu memberi mesej lagi..
"Aslmkm, sarah. Mak harap sarah tabah.. keadaan atok semakin kritikal. doakan.." lebih kurang begitulah mesej ibu di samping memberitahu komplikasi-komplikasi yang atok hadapi. Multi organ failure....
Saya dibesarkan oleh atok ketika kecil, sebagai cucu yag rapat dengan atok, ibu berpesan supaya saya dapat menerimanya dengan tabah. Dan, saya cuba bersedia....


Petang itu saya menelefon ibu, ibu memberitahu, doktor hanya suruh bersedia.. bila-bila masa saja atok akan pergi meninggalkan kami selama-lamanya...Saya berpesan supaya banyakkan membaca yasin, semoga Allah mudahkan saat ajalnya telah tiba
Malam tadi, saya hanya mampu menangis dan berdoa, semoga Allah permudahkan segalanya...


Jam 12 malam, sebelum tidur... saya bacakan al-Fatihah untuk atok, tanpa saya menduga sebenarnya waktu yang samalah atok pergi meninggalkan kami selama-lamanya...

Semoga atok bahagia di sana.. amin

Sedekahkan al-fatihah buat Almarhumah Hjh Yang Bt Haji Jamil yang pulang ke rahmatullah 14 april 2008 jam 5 pagi (waktu malaysia)


Doakan dosanya diampunkan Allah, dan rohnya dirahmati Allah. Ameeen

Hidup hanya satu pinjaman dari Allah, pasti akan dipulangkan semula akhirnya..
Terima kasih Allah atas pinjaman seorang atok dan kasih sayangnya..


Allahummaghfirlaha warhamha wa'aafiha wa'fu 'anha

Wallahua'lam

"Which then of the bounties of your Lord will you deny?"

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim...
Dropping by a minute just to share a nice and relaxing article, grabbed from someone's blog today ^^... take a deep breath, here we go...




A sliced Carrot looks like the human eye. The pupil, iris and radiating lines look just like the human eye...and science shows that carrots greatly enhance blood flow to and function of the eyes.



A Tomato has four chambers and is red. The heart is red and has four chambers. All of the research shows tomatoes are indeed pure heart and blood food.



Grapes hang in a cluster that has the shape of the heart. Each grape looks like a blood cell and all of the research today shows that grapes are also profound heart and blood vitalizing food.



A Walnut looks like a little brain, a left and right hemisphere, upper cerebrums and lower cerebellums. Even the wrinkles or folds are on the nut just like the neo-cortex. We now know that walnuts help develop over 3 dozen neuron-transmitters for brain function.



Kidney Beans actually heal and help maintain kidney function and yes, they look exactly like the human kidneys.



Celery, Bok Choy, Rhubarb and more look just like bones. These foods specifically target bone strength. Bones are 23% sodium and these foods are 23% sodium If you don't have enough sodium in your diet the body pulls it from the bones, making them weak. These foods replenish the skeletal needs of the body.



Eggplant, Avocados and Pears target the health and function of the womb and cervix of the female - they look just like these organs. Today's research shows that when a woman eats 1 avocado a week, it balances hormones, sheds unwanted birth weight and prevents cervical cancers. And how profound is this? .... It takes exactly 9 months to grow an avocado from blossom to ripened fruit. There are over 14,000 photolytic chemical constituents of nutrition in each one of these foods (modern science has only studied and named about 141 of them).



Figs are full of seeds and hang in twos when they grow. Figs increase the motility of male sperm and increase the numbers of sperm as well to overcome male sterility.



Sweet Potatoes look like the pancreas and actually balance the glycemic index of diabetics.



Olives assist the health and function of the ovaries.



Grapefruits, Oranges , and other citrus fruits look just like the mammary glands of the female and actually assist the health of the breasts and the movement of lymph in and out of the breasts.



Onions look like body cells. Today's research shows that onions help clear waste materials from all of the body cells They even produce tears which wash the epithelial layers of the eyes.

Subhanallah!

"Which then of the bounties of your Lord will you deny?"

Think about it...

http://wisdomthruwords.blogspot.com/

>> those who wish to sing, always there is a song... ganbatte ne!!<<

Kalau betul-betul nak, kejar sampai dapat

Bismillah

Today I learned something valuable.
I left home for the bus to Queen Rahmah Teaching Hospital (Paediatrics Hospital) earlier than the day before. (almost everyday my housemate (except one) and I nearly late for our daily morning report at the hospital hall- but we have never been late =) just a bit rush- tachycardia, tachypnea, bla..bla..bla..).

Usually, it takes about 10 minutes duration from our house to the hospital by bus. Today we decided to catch the 'earlier bus' (not the earliest ..hehe... datang awal boleh baca-baca buku sikit...)




Tunggu sekejap...

Then came the first bus
Nope! That bus was not on the way to our hospital

Tak pe tunggu lagi..

The second bus
No, no, no.. again it was not the bus

(Sejukla pulak hari ni.. Apela, sejuk salah, panas salah.. manusia tak gheti nak bersyukur)



I couldn't remember how many busses had passed by, but today we did not wait too long until we saw the bus written Mustasyfa Badi'ah appeared.

"Haa, Jui.. jom. Tu Mustasyfa Badi'ah" sambil melambai-lambaikan tangan kat bas tu.

The bus stopped in the middle of the road, because of some traffic jam.

"Cepat, cepat,cepat" sambil berjalan dengan lajunya ke arah bas yang berhenti tengah-tengah jalan tu. Pintu bas terbuka untuk menurunkan beberapa penumpangnya.



Tapi...
Pap! (The door shut)
Aik! Pakcik bas ni tak nampak kitorang ke? Saya dah berdiri betul-betul depan pintu bas.

"Bukakla..bukakla.." (in Malay language.. tau je diorang tak paham, bukannya dengar pun)

Tunggu.. dan tunggu.. tapi tak bukak-bukak pon
The other vehicles have started to move.. and the bus had moved off too!!

Haaaa??!!
Nape dia tak bukak pintu?! Nape dia tinggalkan kita??!! Dia tak nampak kita ke??!!
We were in the middle of the road.. with vehicles moving at our lefts and rights. Alhamdulillah, tak kene langgor.



Pergilah tepi jalan semula..

"Jui, time Jui pandang pakcik bas tu dia kate boleh masuk, kan? Nape pakcik tu takmo bukak pintu?"

"Kite bukan tengok pakcik dreber tu, pakcik sebelah dia yang suruh masuk"

Pakcik sebelah dia.. Loorrh, penumpang je le.


I looked back at the bus that had left us behind.
Eiiyy geramnya!
Rasa macam nak kejar je.
Geramla.. Dah keluar awal-awal pagi ni.. Alang-alang baik kejar, mana tau dapat ke..

"Jui, jom kejar!"
"Nak kejar ke?"
"Jomla",better we moved faster before the bus got too far from us.

Dengan tangan memegang buku dan lab coat, saya bersungguh-sungguh berlari-lari anak mengejar bas tersebut. Tak kesahla.. janji nak sampai cepat. Alhamdulillah, bas tak bergerak laju sangat selepas itu.

The bus stopped for another traffic light, and another three passengers were dropped off.



Cepat-cepat!
Sampai depan pintu..
Nak masuk, nak masuk..

Ade tempat ke..?
Eh, ade..
"Haaa.. korang pergi duduk kongsi kerusi dengan banat tu"


A lady who shared her chair with Jui told her, the bus driver couldn't do anything when we first wanted to get in, as there was no empty seat at that time. Luckily (Thank God), three passengers were dropped off with two of them were females, so we were taking their places (not an empty but a 'shared seat' of course)

Oooo.. macam tu ke..
Alhamdulillah, Allah mudahkan.. kalau takde orang turun , walaupun dapat kejar bas tu, still tak dapat naik jugak
Sampai jugak ke hospital dengan hati lega.. awal pulak hari ni..
ingat tadi nak je kecik hati dengan pakcik bas ni.. sori~

But I learned something today..
I was reminded actually..


NAK SERIBU DAYA, kan?

Kalau kita rasa sesuatu tu amat-amat penting, kita mesti buat apa sahaja untuk mendapatkannya





Betul-betul nak lulus peperiksaan, so.. KEJAR SAMPAI DAPAT!
Lulus Alhamdulillah, tapi takkan setakat lulus je.. perlu ada cita-cita untuk majukan diri lagi
Betul-betul nak cemerlang dalam peperiksaan, so.. KEJAR SAMPAI DAPAT!
Buatlah apa sahaja caranya dengan cara yang dibenarkan dan diredhai Allah, yang penting kita tahu aim dan target kita... dan usaha yang perlu digandakan untuk mengejar kejayaan sampai dapat!




Itu baru dunia.. macam mana dengan akhirat?


Betul-betul nak berjaya di akhirat, so... KEJAR SAMPAI DAPAT!


Masalahnya sekarang, semua orang nak berjaya di akhirat, tapi tak semua berkejar untuk mendapatkannya. Ada yang jalan lenggang kangkung lagi (sayakah?). Ada yang tak gerak langsung. Ada pulak yang terus jalan undur ke belakang (aaii.. macam tak nak berjaya je..?)


Pelik, pelik, pelik


Bila tanya orang Islam yang tak pakai tudung, mesti semuanya percaya adanya syurga, adanya neraka, dan mesti semuanya nakkan kejayaan di akhirat nanti. Tapi, kenapa tak berusaha mengejarnya? Yang bercouple? Sama saja jawapan.



Mengejar kejayaan di akhirat, bukanlah dengan cara mengamalkan segala yang Allah suruh semata-mata. Mengejar kejayaan di akhirat itu perlulah juga menggunakan 'pengangkutan' meninggalkan larangannya, dan inilah yang paling sukar untuk dilakukan, kerana tidak ramai yang mampu 'membeli kenderaan' yang mahal ini.




Tinggalkan kemungkaran, SUSAH..
Sebab nafsu bermaharajalela dalam diri.
Tapi kalau tak usaha, memang tak dapat.
Kalau tidak bersungguh-sungguh dan malas nak kejar kejayaan di akhirat, dalam erti kata lain sebenarnya kita tak nak berjaya di sana, sebab buat sambil lewa saja.. Betulke? Tepuk dada tanya iman

Jujurlah dengan Allah. Andai harapan untuk berjaya itu kita letakkan di atas lisan, zahirkanlah dengan perbuatan.

Orang yang nak syurga Allah, akan berusaha bersungguh-sungguh buat segala yang Allah suka. Yang tak nak syurga?(walaupun pada lisannya nak) akan berusaha mencari alasan, alasan, dan alasan, seolah-olah ada yang membenarkan kemungkaran yang dilakukannya.. (padahal sudah terang lagi bersuluh Allah tak suka)
Nak seribu daya, tak nak seribu dalih, kan?





ITTAQULLAH


Do whatever makes Allah loves you. He judges not the victory you've achieved, but how much effort you've made.

Kalau betul-betul nak, kejar sampai dapat!



Wallahua'lam

About Life..

Bismillah

Point to ponder

A great philosophy about life based on a true great history in life



Everything I need to know about life, I learned from Noah's Ark


One : Don't miss the boat

Two : Remember that we are all in the same boat

Three : Plan ahead. It wasn't raining when Noah built the Ark

Four : Stay fit. When you're 600 years old, someone may ask you to do something really big

Five : Don't listen to critics ; just get on with the job that needs to be done

Six : Build your future on high ground

Seven : For safety's sake, travel in pairs

Eight : Speed isn't always an advantage. The snails were on board with the cheetahs

Nine : When you're stressed, float a while

Ten : Remember, the ark was built by amateurs ; the Titanic by professionals

Eleven: No matter the storm, when you're with God, there's always a rainbow waiting


Life is all about choices..

Wallahua'lam

Memohon dariNya

Musim peperiksaan semakin hampir. Masa yang ada kurang daripada sebulan. Buku yang menanti setia menagih kasih daripada sang pemilik. Setiap hari yang berlalu bagaikan kilat yang menyambar, sekelip mata hilang dari pandangan. Di sana sini manusia asyik bertanya. Kuharapkan pertanyaan yang bersifat kemanusiaan itu diiringi dengan sekalung doa yang berterusan buat kami. Moga kalian mendapat seperti apa yang kalian doakan untuk kami. Itu janjiNya.

‘Ala kulli hal, syukran kathiran.


Umur terlalu pendek untuk disia-siakan. Masa terlalu laju untuk dikejar.
Ianya pasti akan berlalu. Manusia tidak bisa memintasnya, ianya milik Allah. Apa yang ada sekarang harus dihargai. Menghargainya demi sebuah ketaatan yang berterusan dalam setiap tindakan. Hasilnya, keberkatan dan rahmat dariNya. Hati menjadi tenang kerana sentiasa merasa di dalam pelukan kasihNya. Itulah yang dicari. Ketenangan yang dianugerahkan akan menghasilkan buah yang baik dan kebun yang subur.


Ketahuilah bahawa kebaikan itu ada tiga : ucapan, penglihatan dan diam. Barangsiapa yang ucapannya selain zikir, maka dia telah melakukan sesuatu yang sia-sia. Barangsiapa yang pandangannya bukan untuk mengambil pelajaran, maka sesuangguhnya dia telah lupa. Dan barangsiapa yang diamnya tidak berfikir tentang kebenaran, maka dia telah tenggelam dalam perkara-perkara yang tidak serius.


Manfaatkanlah masa yang ada, kerana tidak setiap waktu memberikan yang terbaik dan setiap yang luput tidak akan berjaya diperolehi kembali.


seringkali kita memohon keselamatanNya
pabila bahaya menimpa diri
tetapi di saat bahaya telah berlalu
kita melupakannya…
saat belayar kita memohon
agar Dia menyelamatkan perahu kita
dan di saat kita kembali ke pantai
kita menderhakaiNya semula…
kita dapat terbang dengan aman dan nyaman
tanpa khuatir akan jatuh
kerana yang memelihara kita dari terjatuh
adalah Allah…

Dunia sudah terbalik??

Female Chauvinism?

Written by Henry Makow iNarrators.com

Friday, 21 March 2008

WHAT? Women Attacking Men? Isn't this Female Chauvinism? Read for yourself at Dictionary.com Unabridged (v 1.1) chau·vin·ism [shoh-vuh-niz-uhm] –noun 1. zealous and aggressive patriotism of blind enthusiasm for military glory. 2. biased devotion to any group, attitude, or cause. Compare male chauvinism. (Why does Dictionary.com assume chauvinism is male-related only?) Feminist Public School System is a Toxic Environment It's moderately common to find girls wearing anti-male, hate clothing. By Brian Simpson (pseudonym) says - "I've been a supply teacher for 20 years in every subject area . . . . . K-12 in over 200 schools and in over 1000 classrooms in a large Canadian city. I can report that the education system has been taken over by feminists and lesbians who preach a daily diet of hate, violence and discrimination against males despite pretenses of “tolerance” “non violence” and “inclusiveness.” It's moderately common to find girls wearing anti-male, hate clothing. Slogans on T-Shirts include: “Stupid Factory:Where Boys are Made;” “BOYS ARE STUPID, THROW ROCKS AT THEM!” and (prefixed by the profile view of a handgun) “He had it comin'” Others include “WHO NEEDS BOYS WHEN YOU HAVE CREDIT CARDS?” and “I LIKE BOYS WHO ARE SENSITIVE AND CRY, WHEN i HIT THEM;” Also: “MENtal Anxiety - MENtal Breakdown - MENstrual Cramps - MENopause - Notice how all our problems begin with MEN?" Can you imagine if these comments were addressed at girls? I've been in staff rooms where I have read pamphlets issued by the Canadian Federation of Teachers about Afghanistan. Exclusive concern was shown for women, girls and female babies and none for males despite the fact that boys had the double-whammy-plus of being forced to carry a gun, kill and be killed, traumatize and be traumatized, starting as early as eight-years-of-age. They had been denied schooling and been traumatized for life. The girls only had been denied schooling. I've been in classrooms where videos were shown blaming all date violence on males. No sexual violence female-to-male was mentioned and women were referred to as "men's property." Once the video had been shown, the girls overflowed with anti-male hate statements and the boys were afraid to speak on any matter. I told students that the video's depiction was false but they insisted that the video depiction was the absolute truth. Such indoctrination is the norm in schools. In the context of the omni-present, "Women's History Month" posters in the school, I have been in homerooms in which the boys are so abused by their feminist teachers that they cannot even whimper, even after serial attempts to get them to say anything at all. In one classroom in which Grade-12 students were nearing their graduation, I had a boy cry about the climate of ever-climaxing anti-male hate. EMPLOYMENT As a male, I am routinely discriminated against for employment with no recourse to authorities. In supply teaching, patterns emerge such as gender-cleansing in the early years (Men need not apply.) The substitute clerks want women, and when they can't get them (a rarity), a man can get called at the last minute (late calls generally translate as, "I-couldn't-get-a-woman call"). In my experience, all substitute clerks are women. In the last two decades, phone/computer machines have been put into place in various districts. As a result, when IT phones instead of SHE, the early years open up to men, initially. The resultant realization that the conventional gender-cleansing is not in place results in male supply teachers being "greeted" by school secretaries (always women) who ask the man reporting to the office in the morning, "What are YOU doing here?" "I'm here for____(a woman teacher)." In response to that, the secretary reports the man to the principal who tries to gender-cleanse by saying to the male supply teacher, "I can give you Grade 5." "No, thanks, I'll take the Kindergartens." I've even had to discuss such matters for two minutes with some principals. In the hundreds and hundreds of applications I have put into for teaching jobs, I have never had a response to any application for Grade 2, Grade 1 nor Kindergarten; and I've only had one interview for a position in Grade 3--which was assigned to a woman. FACULTY OF EDUCATION Here are some of my experiences as an Education student. First of all, to be in teaching is to be immersed in femininity. Wall-to-wall women, everywhere; the students, the teaching staff, the curriculum, the posters on walls, the celebrations, the laments, the teacher unions, the student unions, the union unions. In perfect lock-step, all are one, and half of humanity counts for nothing, except to be harmed, of course. In one class, the professor had issued a 4-page photocopy to all students (26 women and 3 men in the room). The article was composed entirely of assertions. There was a perfect void of evidence. The essence of the article was that men, most especially white men were all advantaged and that women were all disadvantaged. The monomania was so advanced that one black woman complained that whereas there was affirmative action for women, including black women, it was mostly Caribbean black women who got the jobs and not the African black women. The women in the room gushed with sympathy that such a situation could persist in Canada. Various women-as-victim and men-as-victimizer as the universally advantaged had serialized. I waited for an almost void in the lament and had declared various facts. I pointed out that in Canada's armed services, over 116 000 men and boys and only 30 women and no girls had been killed in service and that the response of governments in Canada and elsewhere the world over had been one of, "Advance women." I pointed out that in the civilian work world, up to 2005, just over 96% of job-caused deaths were male and that as of 2006, with the boom in the economy, for the first time, just over 1000 men and only approximately 20 women were killed. The women who spoke (about 12 of them), utterly whaled against me in seething frenzied hate. It was like being in a Nazi Party meeting. I was shouted-down. In fact, the women who insisted that the proper world order was save-the-women/kill-the-men, complained vociferously to the knights in shining armor (the few men who were allowed into the teaching faculty.) These professor men called me at home on a Sunday to set up a meeting to censor me for raising gender issues!. They didn't complain about what the women were doing. The one male professor encouraged me to get out of teaching by way of using the university employment service (a feminist organization.) I told them that in every case, I was responding to the women who had raised the issues in the first place and that they had to back off. The head professor said he would speak with the professors. But, following that meeting, my classroom curricula had included one article about suicide which mentioned that female depression was 50% higher than male depression, but did not mention that male suicide was 400% higher than female suicide. Another professor issued learning-outcome statements to the class which counselled us to include examples of women (and not examples of men). OTHER HARASSMENT Previous to that event, we teacher-students were shown a video of two teachers in team teaching. The woman teacher in the video had the line assigned to her, "I hope I'm treated as an equal (by the man teacher)" and the man teacher was assigned the line, "I'll have to guard against my male ego." The same female professor who had presented that video had chosen a text book which included curricular topics for lesson plans. The topics included, "Violence against Women" (and, of course, no concern for "Violence against Men"). During one presentation, a mother of a disabled daughter told how some, "ardent Feminist" women had taken her daughter to a male strip joint. Such was described by the mother as, "wonderful." Following that, the same "ardent Feminist" woman had taken her daughter to the USA to attend a Feminist, "woman's music camp" and we were shown a slide of those women, many of whom were topless. Evidently lesbianism is encouraged. "So, why didn't you complain to officials of the university or elsewhere?" My answer is as follows: The student union had a handbook which blamed all date violence on men and its front office window had three prominently displayed posters about date violence which blamed into all on men. Also, annually, the union had taken part in the Marc Lepine remembrance day ceremonies at the university...which blamed everything on men. As for the university, it had Women's Studies and no Men's Studies, and a , "Womyn's Center" and no Men's Center. The, poster, "greeting" men to the Womyn's Centre" reads: MEN: Welcome to the Womyn's Centre This is a SAFE PLACE for Womyn and Womyn identified people only. MEN are asked to KNOCK before entering and to use the space briefly Only to access the resources such as: pamphlets, free stuff and books in the Library. Thank you for your respect and understanding. To the above, I can only say, "No thanks for the disrespect and hate." What's happening to the world??