Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh,
Terima kasih para peserta dan Ibunda yang telah berpartisipasi dalam kegiatan ini. Masha Alloh, karya-karya ananda super dan sangat menyentuh, sangat terlihat besarnya kasih dan sayang disetiap kata yang tertulis dalam suratnya dan setiap coretan gambarnya. Dan kini waktunya saya mengumumkan para pemenangnya.
Level 1:
1::Ashany Marjo
2::Ibrahim Hanif Barokah
3::Maryam Nurjannah Barokah
Level 2:
Aida Samyono
Level 3:
1 :Indana L. Fauzi
2 :Syarah Syabira Mahira
3 :Fatimah Zahra Barokah
4: Shaheera Marlina
Level 4:
Irda Mauritsa Nadya Sahnaz
Selamat kepada para pemenang, hadiahnya ditunggu di rumah masing-masing ya.
Wassalam
an Tim DKA
Showing posts with label Hari Ibu 2010. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hari Ibu 2010. Show all posts
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Love Letter To Mom (Peserta # S.3.1)
Love Letter to My Mom
I love my mom. She carried me in her tummy for 39 weeks. She
fed me and made a blanket for me and for all my sisters. We like it so
much. She cooked for us. She change my diaper when I was little. When
I was sick my mom always take care of me. She taught me how to
sit,walk,talk,read and write. I always want to make my mom happy.
Something I like to do to make her happy is make her
breakfast,take care of my little sisters,fold clothes, wash dishes or
set the table for dinner. If I have time and if my mom told me to do
that. But most of all I like to take care of my newborn baby sister
“Khadijah” she is so cute and chubby! I like to feed her with the
bottle and hold her too. Sometimes my mom need help to pick up my baby
sister from her bed. Because my mom just got Caesar Section when
delivery my baby sister Khadijah. I like to help my mom too with take
care my 2 years old sister “Aishah.” But sometimes I fight with her. I
like to teach her how to eat yogurt, how to run and jump, and play
hide and seek with her. If I was studying, she always want to grab my
pencil and my paper. She like to look at the pictures in my text book.
I always mad to her if she do that, but my mom said be kind and be
patient to your younger sister. I said OK!! Mama...
I have 3 years old sister, her name Syifa. She was sick
since her born. We love her so much. My mom need a lot of help to take
care of her. Our family is a team to help her in everything.
My job is prepare her milk/food in the morning and night. I put her
special milk in her feeding machine pump, I set up how much every
hour she has to take the milk etc. I help her doing exercise sometime,
like how to sitting,how to hold toys, how to smile, and more. I play
with her and Aishah . I use to teach Aishah that Syifa is special for
us, and she need a lot of help from us.
So we have to take care of her anytime, and always help our mom to
take care all of us together.
So our mom always be happy.
WE LOVE YOU SO MUCH, “MAMA!”
Maryland, Jan 6, 2011
By Peserta # S.3.1
I love my mom. She carried me in her tummy for 39 weeks. She
fed me and made a blanket for me and for all my sisters. We like it so
much. She cooked for us. She change my diaper when I was little. When
I was sick my mom always take care of me. She taught me how to
sit,walk,talk,read and write. I always want to make my mom happy.
Something I like to do to make her happy is make her
breakfast,take care of my little sisters,fold clothes, wash dishes or
set the table for dinner. If I have time and if my mom told me to do
that. But most of all I like to take care of my newborn baby sister
“Khadijah” she is so cute and chubby! I like to feed her with the
bottle and hold her too. Sometimes my mom need help to pick up my baby
sister from her bed. Because my mom just got Caesar Section when
delivery my baby sister Khadijah. I like to help my mom too with take
care my 2 years old sister “Aishah.” But sometimes I fight with her. I
like to teach her how to eat yogurt, how to run and jump, and play
hide and seek with her. If I was studying, she always want to grab my
pencil and my paper. She like to look at the pictures in my text book.
I always mad to her if she do that, but my mom said be kind and be
patient to your younger sister. I said OK!! Mama...
I have 3 years old sister, her name Syifa. She was sick
since her born. We love her so much. My mom need a lot of help to take
care of her. Our family is a team to help her in everything.
My job is prepare her milk/food in the morning and night. I put her
special milk in her feeding machine pump, I set up how much every
hour she has to take the milk etc. I help her doing exercise sometime,
like how to sitting,how to hold toys, how to smile, and more. I play
with her and Aishah . I use to teach Aishah that Syifa is special for
us, and she need a lot of help from us.
So we have to take care of her anytime, and always help our mom to
take care all of us together.
So our mom always be happy.
WE LOVE YOU SO MUCH, “MAMA!”
Maryland, Jan 6, 2011
By Peserta # S.3.1
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Love Letter To Mom (Peserta # S.3.2)
Dear Mom,
Have you ever been amazed that you’re actually turning 40?
Well I have!
Thank you for everything that you’ve done. You make my life
sunny and bright every single day. When I am sad you turn my
frown upside-down and make me want to smile.
Thank you for taking care of me. You show you care for me
by making food for me, taking me to places, and tucking me in
bed every night.
Thank you for all the love you’ve shown me. I would not
have gone this far to write you a letter like this one.
Thank you for teaching me new things. I wouldn’t be able to
write or read if it weren't for you. Whenever I wanted fried rice I
would have to wake you up every time. Now I can make it myself.
Thank you for helping me. Whenever I am stuck with my
homework, you always come to the rescue. Also when I need to
get something and I can’t reach it, you always get it for me.
Thank you for caring about my education so much. If you
hadn’t cared so much, I probably would still be at Picadome doing
very easy stuff instead of an awesome challenging classroom at
Meadowthorpe. I also wouldn’t be able do such challenging
things.
I love you so much. You show me the right way to go. I won’t
ever forget you, not when I’m 19 and living in a dorm at Purdue,
not when I’m 37 and I have my own family, not when I’m
12,074,386,923 years old. I’ll always cherish the memories of you.
Happy Birthday,
Peserta # S.3.2
Have you ever been amazed that you’re actually turning 40?
Well I have!
Thank you for everything that you’ve done. You make my life
sunny and bright every single day. When I am sad you turn my
frown upside-down and make me want to smile.
Thank you for taking care of me. You show you care for me
by making food for me, taking me to places, and tucking me in
bed every night.
Thank you for all the love you’ve shown me. I would not
have gone this far to write you a letter like this one.
Thank you for teaching me new things. I wouldn’t be able to
write or read if it weren't for you. Whenever I wanted fried rice I
would have to wake you up every time. Now I can make it myself.
Thank you for helping me. Whenever I am stuck with my
homework, you always come to the rescue. Also when I need to
get something and I can’t reach it, you always get it for me.
Thank you for caring about my education so much. If you
hadn’t cared so much, I probably would still be at Picadome doing
very easy stuff instead of an awesome challenging classroom at
Meadowthorpe. I also wouldn’t be able do such challenging
things.
I love you so much. You show me the right way to go. I won’t
ever forget you, not when I’m 19 and living in a dorm at Purdue,
not when I’m 37 and I have my own family, not when I’m
12,074,386,923 years old. I’ll always cherish the memories of you.
Happy Birthday,
Peserta # S.3.2
Love Letter To Mom (Peserta # S.3.3)
23 January 2011
2360 Bonner Road
Mississauga
2360 Bonner Road
Mississauga
Dear Mama,
I love you and we can go to Indonesia, insya allah. We can have a pet rabbit if you let me. I can ngaji with you and have a party!
Then we will sleep in a hotel at Singapore airport. Me and Shazia likes to go to airport. Alhamdulillah!
We have so much fun and I have a pretty present from Grandma. I love the goodnight hugs and kisses. Then Ameen Ameen Ameen! I love having fun with you!
Your daughter,
Peserta # S.3.3
Peserta # S.3.3
Friday, December 31, 2010
Love Letter To Mom (Peserta #S.4.1)
Dear my best mother in the whole wide world,
Mom, how are you? Mom, is it hurt for just make me born, make me see the world? Is it hard to raise me? Is it felt nasty to get the dirtiness from me? Is it?
Mom, do you ever get hurt when I yelled at you, when I did not listen to you, when I ignored you, when… when…when I did wrong things to you. Too many things that I did mom, I cannot count those things anymore.
Do you remember when we know about your breast cancer? That time I’m with you in the hospital. I saw you cried, then I asked you “ are you okay mom? Are you crying?” and you said “ no. Just dust get inside my eyes” that time, I still too young to think anything more than believe with what you said, I kept playing by myself after you said you were okay. Or do you remember when I move to the new school, in 4th grade in Indonesia, the time we arrived there is when students doing the ceremony of Indonesian flag, I don’t go there to be with the other instead I was with you, holding your hand, not let you go. I was so childish and too shy to do anything rather than be with you. You ask me to be brave, to go there, but still I’m too shy to go and the ceremony is already done too. When students that going in the same homeroom ask my name, my sound is so little and because my name with ‘R’ and I can’t pronounce the letter ‘R’ it’s hard, then you help me say my name. Because you I got friends easily.
Mama, there is stars everywhere... if I could fly and take those star I will give it to you. If I could touch the sky... I will get the cloud to make your pillow... if, just if... when I said those things to you mom, you just want me to be my self, no if, no imagination about my self. That’s what I love about you. You want me to be just whatever I am. No other people or imagination about myself, because it will change everything, everything about ME.
You are the world best mother, woman, and wife in this world! I really am proud of being your daughter. You are my role model. You are strong, internal and external. You made me brave, be more courage. You are the best mother, woman and wife in this big wide world. And wherever you are, you always in my heart. You are everything.
It’s been about a year and 3 months we not met each other, face-to-face I really is miss you, I know you miss me a lot too. You know, when you around nothing are went wrong? I swear. Your smile Make me feel more confidence, your hug make me warmer, and your laugh make me want to laugh too! Mom, hope somehow I can go to Indonesia to meet you, dad, and all my brothers and my nephews. To feel the warm of yours hug and feel the way I felt years ago.
HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!
Mom, how are you? Mom, is it hurt for just make me born, make me see the world? Is it hard to raise me? Is it felt nasty to get the dirtiness from me? Is it?
Mom, do you ever get hurt when I yelled at you, when I did not listen to you, when I ignored you, when… when…when I did wrong things to you. Too many things that I did mom, I cannot count those things anymore.
Do you remember when we know about your breast cancer? That time I’m with you in the hospital. I saw you cried, then I asked you “ are you okay mom? Are you crying?” and you said “ no. Just dust get inside my eyes” that time, I still too young to think anything more than believe with what you said, I kept playing by myself after you said you were okay. Or do you remember when I move to the new school, in 4th grade in Indonesia, the time we arrived there is when students doing the ceremony of Indonesian flag, I don’t go there to be with the other instead I was with you, holding your hand, not let you go. I was so childish and too shy to do anything rather than be with you. You ask me to be brave, to go there, but still I’m too shy to go and the ceremony is already done too. When students that going in the same homeroom ask my name, my sound is so little and because my name with ‘R’ and I can’t pronounce the letter ‘R’ it’s hard, then you help me say my name. Because you I got friends easily.
Mama, there is stars everywhere... if I could fly and take those star I will give it to you. If I could touch the sky... I will get the cloud to make your pillow... if, just if... when I said those things to you mom, you just want me to be my self, no if, no imagination about my self. That’s what I love about you. You want me to be just whatever I am. No other people or imagination about myself, because it will change everything, everything about ME.
You are the world best mother, woman, and wife in this world! I really am proud of being your daughter. You are my role model. You are strong, internal and external. You made me brave, be more courage. You are the best mother, woman and wife in this big wide world. And wherever you are, you always in my heart. You are everything.
It’s been about a year and 3 months we not met each other, face-to-face I really is miss you, I know you miss me a lot too. You know, when you around nothing are went wrong? I swear. Your smile Make me feel more confidence, your hug make me warmer, and your laugh make me want to laugh too! Mom, hope somehow I can go to Indonesia to meet you, dad, and all my brothers and my nephews. To feel the warm of yours hug and feel the way I felt years ago.
HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!
Love your daughter,
Peserta # S.4.1
Peserta # S.4.1
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
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