I just got back from my weekend outing. It’s now 11.40pm, on Sunday. Too late to blog much (the prev one about KLCC Meet also needs more write-up), but here are some pix to tempt my fellow SMSKel friends.
We left S Alam on Friday afternoon, arriving at my in-law’s place just before 9pm. MIL happily served us “nasi dagang”
I somehow felt that that night was long. You see, normally, we would arrive there either midnight, or just before dawn!
On Saturday, we were at Cik’s house for her daughter’s nikah ceremony. The kenduri will be held in February next year.

The ceremony ended at 4.30pm (much later than we anticipated). We rushed home to refresh ourselves, before heading to my alma-mater to meet Fis.
While waiting for Fis to come down from his dorm, I saw a man who looked so familiar to me, but somehow look older than I expected (well… the last time I saw him was 4 years ago!).
When I was sure that it was HIM, I approached him, and greeted him, “assalamualaikum, cikgu..”. He turned around and took a good look at me, before exclaiming “Sabariah!”.
Yes, it was my former Forth Form class teacher (also my geography teacher), Mr Hamdi! I blogged here about my class-teachers. In my blog about our trip to the Kemubu Pump House, there was Cikgu Hamdi in the group photo. He was much younger and rugged then!

I tried to refresh cikgu’s memory on the camping trip that we took while we were students and Cikgu was the escorting teacher. I remember cikgu took us to Kuala Besut to buy some ice. He also brought his fiancee (now his missus, in the picture) to the camp. He sang hindi song to her! Cikgu has forgotten but K Mas remembers, hehehe…

me, K Zaimas and cikgu
While we were talking, this baldy guy came to greet cikgu:

It turned out that he’s Hasnan, my 1-yr junior, who’s now the YDP of the school PIBG, having his child in form 1 (forgot to ask is it his son or daughter). Both cikgu and I had a good laugh, saying that he (Hasnan) will have a good 5 years as the YDP!
A special close-up:

Cikgu said, his youngest child (a girl) is in form 2 in that school. He tols us that out of his 5 kids, only the eldest and the youngest are students of that school (my alma-mater, of course).

Cikgu said he’s supposed to retire this year (56 yrs old) but he had recently continued for another 2 years.
I almost forgot the reason I was there that evening, i.e. to meet my son (& give him his allowance!):
