<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135924502568013530</id><updated>2011-07-28T04:15:23.013-07:00</updated><category term='Puisi'/><category term='Lagu'/><category term='Cerita'/><category term='Tips'/><category term='Pustaka'/><category term='Gibran'/><category term='Berita'/><category term='Uraian'/><title type='text'>Catatan Kecil</title><subtitle type='html'>Curahan hati dan pikiran yang diungkap lewat barisan kata...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SbjPe6VC4NI/AAAAAAAAAUs/EJVP3YArWVk/s1600-h/Picture(130).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SbjPe6VC4NI/AAAAAAAAAUs/EJVP3YArWVk/s320/Picture(130).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312223890444050642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SbjPYWmTHgI/AAAAAAAAAUk/wJa5r1LHb8M/s1600-h/Picture(129).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SbjPYWmTHgI/AAAAAAAAAUk/wJa5r1LHb8M/s320/Picture(129).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312223777773526530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagi hobby ke pantai rame-rame sekeluarga, Gibran senang sekali yang pasti berenang dan bermain pasir, dan acara foto2 yang wajib tidak dilupakan...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-5910583709230846076?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/5910583709230846076/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=5910583709230846076' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/5910583709230846076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/5910583709230846076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/2009/03/akhir-pekan-di-mutun-beach.html' title='Akhir pekan di 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only the time to know when to end, still and silent will be used as a solution, without ever know why and why only know that yourself as well or not according to yourselves not necessarily the same as that which I feel, how I have nervous in silence, how much fear I still somehow because what will happen only conscience which is only able to speak a fumble at all ends ... agghhh I am tired ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-3904572549098424373?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/3904572549098424373/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=3904572549098424373' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Suatu Hari di Palm Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SbH7YbBA6VI/AAAAAAAAAT8/mChCXjMBexw/s1600-h/mm5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SbH7YbBA6VI/AAAAAAAAAT8/mChCXjMBexw/s320/mm5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310301832633968978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SbH7EJLKoFI/AAAAAAAAAT0/DJRF4j_B3Es/s1600-h/mm4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SbH7EJLKoFI/AAAAAAAAAT0/DJRF4j_B3Es/s320/mm4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310301484247326802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SbH6NMg3JWI/AAAAAAAAATc/FGOY6Lgv0Y4/s1600-h/mm2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SbH6NMg3JWI/AAAAAAAAATc/FGOY6Lgv0Y4/s320/mm2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310300540250826082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SbH56zwVs_I/AAAAAAAAATU/CJ-Qy_9Xo_k/s1600-h/mm1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SbH56zwVs_I/AAAAAAAAATU/CJ-Qy_9Xo_k/s320/mm1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310300224367211506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bermain, bernyanyi, belajar dan bersenang - senang, mengasah  kemampuan hingga mampu menapak kaki  dalam kehidupan nyata, aku bermain dan belajar bersama teman-teman .......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-8155238425428492011?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/8155238425428492011/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=8155238425428492011' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/8155238425428492011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/8155238425428492011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/2009/02/suatu-hari-di-palm-kids.html' title='Suatu Hari di Palm Kids'/><author><name>MiNiEza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159250540999778645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGRxKt8dlUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/76lEOjltJRM/S220/Picture(217).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SbH7YbBA6VI/AAAAAAAAAT8/mChCXjMBexw/s72-c/mm5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135924502568013530.post-8299750427310026813</id><published>2009-02-04T23:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T23:17:28.712-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gibran'/><title type='text'>Foto Gibran edisi Fire Engine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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Engine'/><author><name>MiNiEza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159250540999778645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGRxKt8dlUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/76lEOjltJRM/S220/Picture(217).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SYqSKDrmuxI/AAAAAAAAASA/9a1P3GL6Je0/s72-c/Picture(117).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135924502568013530.post-4336891974207773731</id><published>2009-02-04T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T23:10:21.104-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gibran'/><title type='text'>Jalan-Jalan ke Mutun Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SYqQd3Wgo7I/AAAAAAAAARw/0Efa2pjDbuU/s1600-h/Picture(123).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SYqQd3Wgo7I/AAAAAAAAARw/0Efa2pjDbuU/s400/Picture(123).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299206754303779762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SYqQXSS3s9I/AAAAAAAAARo/HNbpY29m4cc/s1600-h/Picture(125).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SYqQXSS3s9I/AAAAAAAAARo/HNbpY29m4cc/s400/Picture(125).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299206641277187026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SYqQQbrwOsI/AAAAAAAAARg/yOeXycJTG_Q/s1600-h/Picture(126).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SYqQQbrwOsI/AAAAAAAAARg/yOeXycJTG_Q/s400/Picture(126).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299206523538389698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SYqQHWxcWqI/AAAAAAAAARY/m93nbDsnbE4/s1600-h/Picture(128).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SYqQHWxcWqI/AAAAAAAAARY/m93nbDsnbE4/s400/Picture(128).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299206367601253026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari Sabtu siang kita berangkat ke pantai Mutun, tujuannya mau berenang dan main pasir.  Siang itu cuaca lumayan bersahabat, mendung dan gerimis tapi sorenya hujan deras.... Gibran berenang dengan ban donatnya sambil memandangi banana boat yang sekali-kali melintas.  Capek berenang makan dulu ah, terus buat gunung pasir, setelah itu jalan-jalan mengelilingi pulau sambil naik perahu, diiringi tiupan angin dan hujan gerimis yang membuat hawa semakin dingin...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-4336891974207773731?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/4336891974207773731/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=4336891974207773731' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/4336891974207773731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/4336891974207773731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/2009/02/mutun-beach.html' title='Jalan-Jalan ke Mutun Beach'/><author><name>MiNiEza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159250540999778645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGRxKt8dlUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/76lEOjltJRM/S220/Picture(217).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SYqQd3Wgo7I/AAAAAAAAARw/0Efa2pjDbuU/s72-c/Picture(123).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135924502568013530.post-518435428633679526</id><published>2009-02-03T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T22:23:37.900-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lagu'/><title type='text'>CINTA JANGAN KAU PERGI..... LAGUNYA  SHEILA MAJID</title><content type='html'>Huu..&lt;br /&gt;Kusadari&lt;br /&gt;Kesalahan ini&lt;br /&gt;Yang membuat segalanya gelap jadinya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooohh kasihku&lt;br /&gt;Kuharap kau mau&lt;br /&gt;Memaafkan&lt;br /&gt;Menerima&lt;br /&gt;Pengakuanku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangan kau diam lagi&lt;br /&gt;Ku tak sanggup menahan&lt;br /&gt;Bicaralah kau sayang&lt;br /&gt;Jiwa ini tak tenang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reff:&lt;br /&gt;Cinta jangan kau pergi&lt;br /&gt;Tinggalkan diriku sendiri&lt;br /&gt;Cinta jangan kau lari&lt;br /&gt;Apalah arti hidup ini&lt;br /&gt;Tanpa cinta dan kasih sayang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh kasihku&lt;br /&gt;Kuharap kau mau&lt;br /&gt;Memaafkan&lt;br /&gt;Menerima&lt;br /&gt;Pengakuanku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangan kau diam lagi&lt;br /&gt;Ku tak sanggup menahan&lt;br /&gt;Bicaralah kau sayang&lt;br /&gt;Jiwa ini tak tenang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh.. uhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta jangan kau pergi.. huu&lt;br /&gt;Tinggalkan diriku sendiri&lt;br /&gt;Cinta jangan kau lari&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-518435428633679526?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/518435428633679526/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=518435428633679526' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/518435428633679526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/518435428633679526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/2009/02/cinta-jangan-kau-pergilagunya-sheila.html' title='CINTA JANGAN KAU PERGI..... LAGUNYA  SHEILA MAJID'/><author><name>MiNiEza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159250540999778645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGRxKt8dlUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/76lEOjltJRM/S220/Picture(217).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135924502568013530.post-2809700648645023733</id><published>2009-01-27T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T19:35:59.316-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puisi'/><title type='text'>Simplicity of Love</title><content type='html'>Beautiful life be bathed in love, like flowers bloom in the morning in a wave reconcile the rhythm of life to enjoy the simplicity of love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to love you with a simple ... such as the word that had not spoken to the wood fire that makes ash, such as the words had not spoken to the rain cloud that makes no ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-2809700648645023733?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/2809700648645023733/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=2809700648645023733' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/2809700648645023733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/2809700648645023733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/2009/01/simplicity-of-love.html' title='Simplicity of Love'/><author><name>MiNiEza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159250540999778645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGRxKt8dlUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/76lEOjltJRM/S220/Picture(217).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135924502568013530.post-7565444749282968734</id><published>2009-01-20T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T21:43:16.279-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puisi'/><title type='text'>Cinta masih ada di sini</title><content type='html'>Hati tak bisa berbohong, tunjukkan bahwa aku masih memiliki cinta, walau gelombang tinggi telah menghantam diriku sehingga aku terpuruk dalam kebingungan hendak kemana aku berlindung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam kepasrahan kucoba memaknai hidup ini, apakah aku kan slalu begini, apakah aku kan slalu menjadi pecundang... hidup dan terus hidup, waktu semakin berlalu tanpa pernah peduli dan mencoba mengerti apa yang terjadi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bicarakan semua ini dengan cinta dengan segala kebahagiaan yang pernah terjadi, tutup erat semua duka yang menganga walau sangat perih, tunjukkan cinta itu masih ada di sini......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-7565444749282968734?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/7565444749282968734/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=7565444749282968734' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/7565444749282968734'/><link 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kutahu saat itu engkau masih sendiri, garis hidup kita berkata lain, kita berpisah disaat semuanya belum dimulai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kurasa ini adalah keputusan yang terbaik bagi aku untuk mengenal siapa diriku sebenarnya sebelum aku mengenal sosok lain yang mungkin akan mengisi relung hati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ku anggap semua ini telah usai dan kini adalah lembaran baru, lembaran aku menapaki hidup dan mencari jati diri untuk bertemu dengan cinta sejati yang akan membawaku mengembara dalam alam keindahan hidup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua telah berakhir, tetapi sekali-kali sosok itu masih melekat dalam ingatan dan dalam bunga tidur, ah mungkin ini hanya cerita lalu yang numpang singgah dalam pikiranku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terkadang datang kerinduan untuk bertemu dengannya tapi entah dimana saat ini, namun aku merasa dia tidak jauh, mungkin aku bermain dengan bayangan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat ini dirimu hadir setelah kutahu dirimu sudah sendiri lagi, kekasih hatimu pergi menghadapNya dan kembali kenangan yang belum pernah dimulai itu menari-nari dalam pikiranku...ah sekali lagi kutepis dari ingatanku...ini jaman telah berubah sosok yang kukenal dulu belum tentu tidak berubah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari nada bicaramu kutahu kau masih menyimpan angan yang belum sempat terwujud, tapi kurasa aku telah cukup puas mengakhiri semua penantian ini melihat dirimu kembali...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-7192945408656979447?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/7192945408656979447/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=7192945408656979447' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>Gibran lagi seneng nyanyi ya lagu anak-anak ataupun lagu dewasa yang suka nongol di teve... tapi satu lagu favoritnya Bintang kecil, berikut lirik lagu anak-anak dan maaf kalo judul/liriknya salah, karena semuanya berpulang pada pengalaman masa kecil dulu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bintang Kecil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bintang kecil&lt;br /&gt;di langit yang tinggi&lt;br /&gt;amat banyak menghias angkasa&lt;br /&gt;aku ingin&lt;br /&gt;terbang dan menari &lt;br /&gt;jauh tinggi &lt;br /&gt;ke tempat kau berada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelangi-Pelangi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelangi-pelangi&lt;br /&gt;alangkah indahmu&lt;br /&gt;merah kuning hijau&lt;br /&gt;di langit yang biru&lt;br /&gt;pelukismu agung&lt;br /&gt;siapa gerangan &lt;br /&gt;pelangi-pelangi &lt;br /&gt;ciptaan Tuhan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kulihat awan&lt;br /&gt;seputih kapas&lt;br /&gt;arak berarak di langit luas&lt;br /&gt;andai kudapat&lt;br /&gt;ke sana terbang&lt;br /&gt;akan kuraih ku bawa pulang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bebek-bebekku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bebek-bebekku&lt;br /&gt;mari kemari&lt;br /&gt;ikutlah aku&lt;br /&gt;ke kebun bibi&lt;br /&gt;di sana banyak&lt;br /&gt;kesukaanmu&lt;br /&gt;cacing yang gemuk&lt;br /&gt;he... ayo di serbu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berebut-berebut&lt;br /&gt;sungguh ramainya&lt;br /&gt;kwek-kwek-kwek &lt;br /&gt;kwek-kwek-kwek&lt;br /&gt;bersuka ria...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heli guk..guk..guk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku punya anjing kecil&lt;br /&gt;kuberi nama heli&lt;br /&gt;dia senang bermain-main&lt;br /&gt;sambil berlari-lari&lt;br /&gt;heli..guk..guk..guk..&lt;br /&gt;kemari..guk..guk..guk&lt;br /&gt;ayo lari-lari...&lt;br /&gt;heli..guk..guk..guk..&lt;br /&gt;kemari..guk..guk..guk&lt;br /&gt;ayo lari-lari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naik Delman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada hari Minggu kuturut ayah ke kota&lt;br /&gt;naik delman istimewa ku duduk di muka&lt;br /&gt;di samping pak kusir yang sedang bekerja&lt;br /&gt;mengendarai kuda supaya baik jalannya&lt;br /&gt;tuk tik tak tik tuk tik tak tik tuk&lt;br /&gt;tuk tik tak tik suara sepatu kuda..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya mau tamasya&lt;br /&gt;berkliling kliling kota&lt;br /&gt;hendak melihat-lihat&lt;br /&gt;keramaian yang ada&lt;br /&gt;saya panggilkan becak &lt;br /&gt;kereta tak berkuda&lt;br /&gt;becak-becak coba bawa saya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya duduk sendiri &lt;br /&gt;sambil mengangkat kaki&lt;br /&gt;melihat dengan asyik&lt;br /&gt;pemandangan yang ada&lt;br /&gt;lihat becakku lari &lt;br /&gt;bagai takkan terhenti&lt;br /&gt;becak-becak jalan hati-hati...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twinkle-twinkle &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twinkle-twinkle little star&lt;br /&gt;how are wonder that you are&lt;br /&gt;up above the world si high&lt;br /&gt;like a diamond in the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twinkle-twinkle little star&lt;br /&gt;how are wonder that you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hujan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tik tik tik &lt;br /&gt;bunyi hujan di atas genteng&lt;br /&gt;airnya turun tidak terkira&lt;br /&gt;cobalah tengok dahan dan ranting&lt;br /&gt;pohon dan kebun basah semua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naik kereta api&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naik kereta api tut..tut..tut&lt;br /&gt;siapa hendak turut &lt;br /&gt;ke bandung surabaya&lt;br /&gt;bolehlah naik dengan percuma&lt;br /&gt;ayo kawanku lekas naik &lt;br /&gt;kretaku tak berhenti lama&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-2709901517222762935?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/2709901517222762935/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=2709901517222762935' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SXAqec53xFI/AAAAAAAAAOo/aOctWao-fXs/s1600-h/IMG_1399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SXAqec53xFI/AAAAAAAAAOo/aOctWao-fXs/s400/IMG_1399.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291776264803697746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SXApJLMokTI/AAAAAAAAAOg/NJqdEchmwtQ/s1600-h/IMG_1397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SXApJLMokTI/AAAAAAAAAOg/NJqdEchmwtQ/s400/IMG_1397.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291774799761674546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SXAosUtu41I/AAAAAAAAAOY/R_Gs1S5bmoQ/s1600-h/IMG_1396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SXAosUtu41I/AAAAAAAAAOY/R_Gs1S5bmoQ/s400/IMG_1396.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291774304100213586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SXAn93bSLqI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/YQOJIS4h6ms/s1600-h/IMG_1395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SXAn93bSLqI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/YQOJIS4h6ms/s400/IMG_1395.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291773505964224162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SXAnPNbu3RI/AAAAAAAAAOI/D5u8h0x0bTQ/s1600-h/IMG_1391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SXAnPNbu3RI/AAAAAAAAAOI/D5u8h0x0bTQ/s400/IMG_1391.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291772704417832210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SXAi48QpBHI/AAAAAAAAAOA/zfFMHPEu9-I/s1600-h/IMG_1422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SXAi48QpBHI/AAAAAAAAAOA/zfFMHPEu9-I/s400/IMG_1422.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291767923804275826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SXAimpsVDOI/AAAAAAAAAN4/MUO_RnHs6Pk/s1600-h/IMG_1420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SXAimpsVDOI/AAAAAAAAAN4/MUO_RnHs6Pk/s400/IMG_1420.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291767609582488802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SXAiNTPriKI/AAAAAAAAANw/wuumEwIhTio/s1600-h/IMG_1419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SXAiNTPriKI/AAAAAAAAANw/wuumEwIhTio/s400/IMG_1419.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291767174060017826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SXAhwddHYoI/AAAAAAAAANo/S57f-Rpteh4/s1600-h/IMG_1418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SXAhwddHYoI/AAAAAAAAANo/S57f-Rpteh4/s400/IMG_1418.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291766678584517250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SXAhVPW5xXI/AAAAAAAAANg/NNo9qNmO6Ls/s1600-h/IMG_1417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SXAhVPW5xXI/AAAAAAAAANg/NNo9qNmO6Ls/s400/IMG_1417.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291766210943894898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SXAg4n-bhNI/AAAAAAAAANY/YXs-MO5Xh0I/s1600-h/IMG_1416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SXAg4n-bhNI/AAAAAAAAANY/YXs-MO5Xh0I/s400/IMG_1416.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291765719335929042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SXAgWr5LwcI/AAAAAAAAANQ/qR2kPlWKIWA/s1600-h/IMG_1415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SXAgWr5LwcI/AAAAAAAAANQ/qR2kPlWKIWA/s400/IMG_1415.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291765136272114114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SXAf-futoEI/AAAAAAAAANI/SS5dT70k_eM/s1600-h/IMG_1414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SXAf-futoEI/AAAAAAAAANI/SS5dT70k_eM/s400/IMG_1414.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291764720690110530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SXAfX8Qxh1I/AAAAAAAAANA/F5jO0Yf7plQ/s1600-h/IMG_1412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SXAfX8Qxh1I/AAAAAAAAANA/F5jO0Yf7plQ/s400/IMG_1412.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291764058334267218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SXAe970xKTI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fX9HyxGUN9I/s1600-h/IMG_1409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SXAe970xKTI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fX9HyxGUN9I/s400/IMG_1409.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291763611540203826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SXAemXHRBjI/AAAAAAAAAMw/rStuAVCp_OE/s1600-h/IMG_1364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SXAemXHRBjI/AAAAAAAAAMw/rStuAVCp_OE/s400/IMG_1364.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291763206548686386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SXAeRJl8lnI/AAAAAAAAAMo/gh7Xvhanj6s/s1600-h/IMG_1323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SXAeRJl8lnI/AAAAAAAAAMo/gh7Xvhanj6s/s400/IMG_1323.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291762842142021234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanggal 10-11 Januari 2009 Wong Pendopo di perantauan mengadakan acara reunian tour to Pendopo ceritanya seru manalagi di Pendopo lagi musim duren wah..wah..wah sayang banget gak ikut, untung aja Pak Edi Sukarmanto di Bandung bawain oleh-oleh foto-foto kota Pendopo... lumayan buat obat kangen sama Pendopo, kota kelahiran tempat penghasil minyak di daerah Sumatera Selatan, ada Talang Kerangan, SMP YPP tempat aku sekolah dulu... jadi inget guru-gurunya Pak Rusmadi, Pak Nardi, Pak Ali Hayan, Pak Hasibuan, Pak Yon, Pak Nursyam, Pak Badawi, Bu Mul, Bu Karmiyati, Bu Sri, Pak Gun, Pak Haris dll, terus ada foto danau Pak Lubis, belakang gereja... komplek tempat aku tinggal dulu, sejuta kenangan ada di Pendopo dan tak pernah bosen untuk diingat... ah Pendopo banyak yang berubah kini....  Sebelumnya izin dulu ya Pak Edi...hasil jepretannya ditampilin di blog ini....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-1237185801019034668?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/1237185801019034668/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=1237185801019034668' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/1237185801019034668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/1237185801019034668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/2009/01/pendopo-kota-tercinta.html' title='Pendopo Riwayatmu Kini....'/><author><name>MiNiEza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159250540999778645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGRxKt8dlUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/76lEOjltJRM/S220/Picture(217).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SXA4YDm6NcI/AAAAAAAAARA/nDBBG_WdsR8/s72-c/IMG_1378.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135924502568013530.post-4445641909367950120</id><published>2009-01-11T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T22:36:24.043-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gibran'/><title type='text'>Bermain....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SWrkWL9AyVI/AAAAAAAAAKw/GHi4u2WO-Zo/s1600-h/Picture(112).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SWrkWL9AyVI/AAAAAAAAAKw/GHi4u2WO-Zo/s200/Picture(112).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290291782117017938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SWrkOL80rfI/AAAAAAAAAKo/BXVyrNiS50g/s1600-h/Picture(107).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SWrkOL80rfI/AAAAAAAAAKo/BXVyrNiS50g/s200/Picture(107).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290291644677271026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bermain dan bermain lagi.  Aku pengen buat gedung yang tinggi sambil ketawa-ketiwi tentunya jadi deh gedung impianku...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-4445641909367950120?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/4445641909367950120/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=4445641909367950120' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/4445641909367950120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/4445641909367950120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/2009/01/bermain.html' title='Bermain....'/><author><name>MiNiEza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159250540999778645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGRxKt8dlUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/76lEOjltJRM/S220/Picture(217).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SWrkWL9AyVI/AAAAAAAAAKw/GHi4u2WO-Zo/s72-c/Picture(112).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135924502568013530.post-1491988333141672688</id><published>2009-01-11T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T22:24:08.669-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gibran'/><title type='text'>Foto-foto Gibran edisi-2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SWrh9bUZmFI/AAAAAAAAAKg/RFLPqORdIkE/s1600-h/Picture(122).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SWrh9bUZmFI/AAAAAAAAAKg/RFLPqORdIkE/s200/Picture(122).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290289157721659474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SWrh3B2jWII/AAAAAAAAAKY/W2MpC7nZNgk/s1600-h/Picture(121).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SWrh3B2jWII/AAAAAAAAAKY/W2MpC7nZNgk/s200/Picture(121).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290289047806367874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SWrhxz3S1UI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/RiubHKh53Y8/s1600-h/Picture(119).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SWrhxz3S1UI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/RiubHKh53Y8/s200/Picture(119).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290288958152037698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SWrhpQgarCI/AAAAAAAAAKI/hy3fSYEAspo/s1600-h/Picture(118).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SWrhpQgarCI/AAAAAAAAAKI/hy3fSYEAspo/s200/Picture(118).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290288811221888034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SWrhcx4FMHI/AAAAAAAAAKA/d0udIyYNk6I/s1600-h/Picture(115).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SWrhcx4FMHI/AAAAAAAAAKA/d0udIyYNk6I/s200/Picture(115).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290288596841214066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SWrhRw2iJ9I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/BreLhNuCkFk/s1600-h/Picture(114).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SWrhRw2iJ9I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/BreLhNuCkFk/s200/Picture(114).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290288407587727314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liburan akhir pekan dilalui dengan bermain.  Kali ini pengen mandi bola ah, lari sana masuk terowongan sambil lempar-lempar bola terus melompat byurr nyemplung di kolam bola wahhh.. enak mungkin ada sensasi tersendiri ketika tidur di hamparan bola sambil ketawa ketiwi he..he...he...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-1491988333141672688?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/1491988333141672688/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=1491988333141672688' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/1491988333141672688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/1491988333141672688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/2009/01/foto-foto-gibran-edisi-2.html' title='Foto-foto Gibran edisi-2'/><author><name>MiNiEza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159250540999778645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGRxKt8dlUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/76lEOjltJRM/S220/Picture(217).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SWrh9bUZmFI/AAAAAAAAAKg/RFLPqORdIkE/s72-c/Picture(122).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135924502568013530.post-7965106717502017353</id><published>2008-12-25T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T23:19:46.745-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uraian'/><title type='text'>Renungan di akhir tahun</title><content type='html'>Tahun 2008 hampir berganti, awal yang baru akan segera tiba, menyongsong impian yang belum sempat terwujud di tahun ini, semoga di tahun depan akan segera terwujud.  Akhir tahun adalah waktu yang tepat untuk instropeksi diri, seberapa baik kah diriku ini...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setiap orang pasti ingin selalu berhasil, ingin selalu bahagia tapi kadang kesempatan itu belum sempat singgah dalam diri kita, haruskah menyesali semua yang terjadi, tentu tidak, optimis dan optimis dengan segala keyakinan aku pasti bisa, kalau saat ini belum bisa mungkin waktunya saja yang belum tepat...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-7965106717502017353?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/7965106717502017353/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=7965106717502017353' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/7965106717502017353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/7965106717502017353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/2008/12/renungan-di-akhir-tahun.html' title='Renungan di akhir tahun'/><author><name>MiNiEza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159250540999778645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGRxKt8dlUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/76lEOjltJRM/S220/Picture(217).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135924502568013530.post-7597508031700947114</id><published>2008-12-11T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:07:35.204-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gibran'/><title type='text'>Foto Gibran</title><content type='html'>Coba-coba bergaya di depan kamera, ah lumayan juga hasilnya.. jepret..jepret, jadilah Gibran beraksi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SUHwiBfTEdI/AAAAAAAAAJo/erAYFGuNvsI/s1600-h/IMG_0271+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SUHwiBfTEdI/AAAAAAAAAJo/erAYFGuNvsI/s200/IMG_0271+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278764705560859090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SUHr7BacZgI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Ya84t5_ly7g/s1600-h/IMG_0267+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SUHr7BacZgI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Ya84t5_ly7g/s200/IMG_0267+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278759637479089666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SUHmqiz4ApI/AAAAAAAAAJY/7DFdR7ptad0/s1600-h/IMG_0270+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SUHmqiz4ApI/AAAAAAAAAJY/7DFdR7ptad0/s200/IMG_0270+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278753856828211858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-7597508031700947114?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/7597508031700947114/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=7597508031700947114' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/7597508031700947114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/7597508031700947114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/2008/12/foto-gibran.html' title='Foto Gibran'/><author><name>MiNiEza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159250540999778645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGRxKt8dlUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/76lEOjltJRM/S220/Picture(217).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SUHwiBfTEdI/AAAAAAAAAJo/erAYFGuNvsI/s72-c/IMG_0271+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135924502568013530.post-7213079503299370174</id><published>2008-12-10T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:44:16.756-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uraian'/><title type='text'>Hidup adalah memilih</title><content type='html'>Banyak pilihan yang ditawarkan dalam hidup.  Ketika kaki melangkah kita sudah dihadapkan dengan pilihan mau kemana langkah ini akan dibawa.  Kadang sadar atau tidak kita tetap diharuskan memilih, senang atau tidak senang dengan pilihan itu kita memang harus tetap membuat keputusan apa yang harus dipilih.  Hidup memang harus memilih....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berbahagialah kalau kita masih dapat memilih, berarti ada sekian alternatif dengan segala kelebihan dan kekurangannya.  Ketika sudah mantap dengan suatu pilihan maka singkirkan semua alternatif lain dan cobalah hanya untuk berpikir terhadap apa yang telah dipilih, janganlah berpikir membandingkan dengan segala pilihan lain yang telah ditinggalkan tapi berpikirlah maju terhadap pilihan yang telah dipilih dan ingat jangan menatap ke belakang, karena kita telah sadar bahwa kita telah menjatuhkan pilihan dan tentunya keputusan ini diambil melalui seleksi pemikiran yang tentunya melibatkan juga  aspek kekurangan dan kelebihannya sehingga di kemudian hari tidak akan ada kata penyesalan terhadap pilihan kita, dan ingat jangan pernah ragu untuk melangkah ke depan karena memang hidup harus memilih dan tentunya segala bentuk konsekuensi dari pilihan kita harus berani kita hadapi, sebab itu ada karena kita memilihnya..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-7213079503299370174?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/7213079503299370174/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=7213079503299370174' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/7213079503299370174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/7213079503299370174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/2008/12/hidup-adalah-memilih.html' title='Hidup adalah memilih'/><author><name>MiNiEza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159250540999778645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGRxKt8dlUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/76lEOjltJRM/S220/Picture(217).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135924502568013530.post-3270280873872103725</id><published>2008-11-24T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T22:58:13.716-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uraian'/><title type='text'>Anugerah yang tak terhingga</title><content type='html'>Kelahiran seorang anak manusia adalah awal dari kehidupan.  Hidup dan hidup hingga batas yang hanya diketahui oleh Sang Pencipta... Ada harapan yang terpendam tatkala seorang anak lahir di dunia ini, semoga dia akan menjadi orang yang baik dan jika diijinkan ingin menjadi orang yang terbaik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itulah harapan yang datang dari segumpal keinginan yang hendak diwujudkan dalam bentuk  kehidupan.  Tapi kadang harapan tak seindah kenyataan, kadang harapan hanyalah sebuah bayangan atau sebuah impian belaka yang hanya singgah dalam pikiran dan keinginan tanpa mengerti apakah kita mampu atau tidak untuk mewujudkannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banyak keterbatasan yang tak pernah kita ketahui yang akan menghadang denyut kehidupan sehingga hidup terasa kian tak bermakna dan hanya berani meratapi tanpa pernah berusaha menyadari dan menyikapinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jika harapan tak sesuai dengan kenyataan apa yang harus dilakukan... bersedih, meratapi nasib atau menyalahkan keadaan....  Janganlah pernah berpikir sempit bahwa takdir yang membuat hidup menjadi begini, tapi ingatlah ini semua tergantung dari seberapa kuat kita telah berusaha untuk mewujudkan impian itu.  Sepertinya usaha dan kerja keras yang telah dilakukan belumlah sebanding dengan harapan yang terpendam, tapi jika kerja keras itu telah kita lakukan seoptimal mungkin apakah nasib masih akan disalahkan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingatlah kita hidup ada yang mengatur, tapi kita mau jadi apa di dunia ini adalah atas kehendak kita sendiri karena hidup adalah memilih.  Nikmati saja hidup ini karena waktu yang diberikanNya kepada kita sangat terbatas, sayang kalau kehidupan yang hanya sekali ini kita lewatkan begitu saja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam keterbatasan yang kita miliki, jangan lupa kita selalu bersyukur kepadaNya atas segala yang diberikanNya kepada kita sehingga sampai detik ini kita masih dapat bernafas di dunia ini.  Janganlah selalu membandingkan apa yang kita miliki dengan orang yang lebih dari kita karena Tuhan menciptakan setiap insan itu lengkap dengan segala kelebihan dan kekurangan, mungkin dari segi materi kita kurang tapi coba liat dari diri kita pasti ada kelebihan yang mungkin kita sendiri tidak menyadarinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikmatilah apa yang telah kita dapat hari ini karena ini adalah anugerah yang tak terhingga yang mungkin semua orang tidak pernah memilikinya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-3270280873872103725?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/3270280873872103725/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=3270280873872103725' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/3270280873872103725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/3270280873872103725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/2008/11/anugerah-yang-tak-terhingga.html' title='Anugerah yang tak terhingga'/><author><name>MiNiEza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159250540999778645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGRxKt8dlUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/76lEOjltJRM/S220/Picture(217).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135924502568013530.post-6815518296455200307</id><published>2008-11-23T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T00:06:35.093-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uraian'/><title type='text'>Si Kancil mencuri ketimun</title><content type='html'>Si kancil anak nakal suka mencuri ketimun ayo lekas ditangkap jangan diberi ampun....kira-kira begitu mungkin lagunya si kancil.  Dongeng si kancil mencuri ketimun memang sudah melegenda dan kebanyakan anak taman kanak-kanak sudah pernah mendengar dongeng ini, tapi apa benar ya kancil suka mencuri ketimun.... he..he... namanya juga dongeng terlepas benar atau tidak ya waullohualam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di dunia perdongengan memang si kancil adalah aktor yang sudah sangat terkenal, ia terkenal karena kecerdikannya tapi apakah setiap kecerdikannya wajib ditiru oleh anak-anak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebuah uraian di harian Kompas mengupas tentang larangan mendongengkan  si kancil mencuri ketimun, karena dongeng ini tidak mendidik, sebuah ajaran bagaimana kancil dengan hebatnya dapat mencuri ketimun pak tani, bila tidak dapat dicerna oleh anak-anak maka akan timbul pemikiran bagi anak bahwa mencuri itu hebat dan anak pun akan beranggapan aku ingin cerdik seperti kancil yang bisa mencuri ketimun.... &lt;br /&gt;Wah kalau sudah begitu bagaimana ya... berarti ada pekerjaan rumah tambahan bagi orang tua untuk menjernihkan kembali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pendidikan melalui dongeng adalah sebuah pendekatan yang mudah dicerna oleh anak, melalui tokoh-tokoh orang atau binatang yang lebih mudah dikenal oleh sang anak, anak akan sangat senang mendengarnya.  Biasanya dongeng mempunyai tujuan tersembunyi di dalamnya yang bertujuan untuk mendidik budi pekerti si anak.  Sekarang tergantung si orang tua atau si pendidik memilih dongeng apa yang sebaiknya layak didongengkan pada sang anak apakah dongeng si kancil mencuri ketimun masih layak didongengkan?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-6815518296455200307?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/6815518296455200307/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=6815518296455200307' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/6815518296455200307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/6815518296455200307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/2008/11/si-kancil-mencuri-ketimun.html' title='Si Kancil mencuri ketimun'/><author><name>MiNiEza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159250540999778645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGRxKt8dlUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/76lEOjltJRM/S220/Picture(217).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135924502568013530.post-3664885542635810378</id><published>2008-11-12T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T23:43:41.948-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gibran'/><title type='text'>Kecipak kecipuk.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SVCWm4xBt2I/AAAAAAAAAJw/zP6Z6ArK2f4/s1600-h/Picture(84).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SVCWm4xBt2I/AAAAAAAAAJw/zP6Z6ArK2f4/s200/Picture(84).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282887957722806114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiap dua minggu sekali di sekolah Gibran diadakan pelajaran berenang, Gibran sangat menyukainya.   Kecipak kecipuk ciprat sana ciprat sini eh basah.... sambil duduk di ban si bebek kwek kwek....  Padahal waktu pertama kali pelajaran berenang Gibran sangat histeris takut nyemplung di kolam he...he... gak tau nya sekarang malah dia sangat semangat ... kecipak kecipuk he..he...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-3664885542635810378?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/3664885542635810378/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=3664885542635810378' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/3664885542635810378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/3664885542635810378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/2008/11/kecipak-kecipuk.html' title='Kecipak kecipuk.....'/><author><name>MiNiEza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159250540999778645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGRxKt8dlUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/76lEOjltJRM/S220/Picture(217).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SVCWm4xBt2I/AAAAAAAAAJw/zP6Z6ArK2f4/s72-c/Picture(84).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135924502568013530.post-3984219283757531445</id><published>2008-10-22T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T02:26:36.868-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lagu'/><title type='text'>Aku suka....</title><content type='html'>Satu dari sekian yang aku suka, liriknya enak didengar dan diresapi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ungu - Tercipta Untukku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menatap indahnya senyuman diwajahmu&lt;br /&gt;membuat ku terdiam dan terpaku&lt;br /&gt;mengerti akan hadirnya cinta terindah&lt;br /&gt;saat kau peluk mesra tubuhku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;banyak kata&lt;br /&gt;yang tak mampu kuungkapkan&lt;br /&gt;kepada dirimu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reff:&lt;br /&gt;aku ingin engkau slalu&lt;br /&gt;hadir dan temani aku&lt;br /&gt;disetiap langkah&lt;br /&gt;yang meyakiniku&lt;br /&gt;kau tercipta untukku&lt;br /&gt;sepanjang hidupku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku ingin engkau slalu&lt;br /&gt;hadir dan temani aku&lt;br /&gt;disetiap langkah&lt;br /&gt;yang meyakiniku&lt;br /&gt;kau tercipta untukku&lt;br /&gt;meski waktu akan mampu&lt;br /&gt;memanggil seluruh ragaku&lt;br /&gt;ku ingin kau tau&lt;br /&gt;kuslalu milikmu&lt;br /&gt;yang mencintaimu&lt;br /&gt;sepanjang hidupku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku ingin engkau slalu&lt;br /&gt;hadir dan temani aku&lt;br /&gt;disetiap langkah&lt;br /&gt;yang meyakiniku&lt;br /&gt;kau tercipta untukku&lt;br /&gt;meski waktu akan mampu&lt;br /&gt;memanggil seluruh ragaku&lt;br /&gt;ku ingin kau tau&lt;br /&gt;kuslalu milikmu&lt;br /&gt;yang mencintaimu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-3984219283757531445?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/3984219283757531445/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=3984219283757531445' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/3984219283757531445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/3984219283757531445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/2008/10/aku-suka.html' title='Aku suka....'/><author><name>MiNiEza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159250540999778645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGRxKt8dlUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/76lEOjltJRM/S220/Picture(217).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135924502568013530.post-4862229073998845989</id><published>2008-10-16T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T21:55:25.014-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gibran'/><title type='text'>My first trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SPgZQ5X0MII/AAAAAAAAAJA/eNrJElILJQ8/s1600-h/Picture(85)jc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SPgZQ5X0MII/AAAAAAAAAJA/eNrJElILJQ8/s200/Picture(85)jc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257980343024365698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SPgY3LEjM-I/AAAAAAAAAI4/ELtjCl4L9yI/s1600-h/Picture(102)jc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SPgY3LEjM-I/AAAAAAAAAI4/ELtjCl4L9yI/s200/Picture(102)jc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257979901098800098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini adalah perjalanan pertama Gibran keluar Lampung, karena Gibran sudah 2 tahun dan tentunya sudah tidak repot mengajaknya jalan-jalan.  Banyak perlengkapan yang harus dibawa, susu, cemilan, mainan bing tanah dan soulmatenya si bantal angsa yang dekil.  Gibran sangat menikmati perjalanan sekali-kali dia menjerit gembira ketika dia melihat di jalan banyak bing tanah, wow sungguh pemandangan yang indah, mungkin begitu kata hatinya ketika dia banyak melihat mobil-mobil berlalu lalang di jalan....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-4862229073998845989?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/4862229073998845989/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=4862229073998845989' title='1 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/4862229073998845989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gibran'/><title type='text'>Twinkle twinkle little star</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SO7eS7_ihsI/AAAAAAAAAIw/wTZwhQF7B3o/s1600-h/Picture(88)+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SO7eS7_ihsI/AAAAAAAAAIw/wTZwhQF7B3o/s200/Picture(88)+(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255382232111154882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudah 3 bulan Gibran sekolah di pre-scholl, lagu favoritnya tongkeng-tongkeng, lagu yang kayak mana sih itu, oo ternyata di sekolahnya dia sering nyanyi lagu twinkle-twinkle little star, jadinya ibunya ikutan sibuk berburu teks lagu tongkeng-tongkeng eh twinkle-twinkle buat nyanyi bersama Gibran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWINKLE TWINKLE LITTLE STAR&lt;br /&gt;HOW I WONDER WHAT YOU ARE&lt;br /&gt;UP ABOVE THE WORLD SO HIGH&lt;br /&gt;LIKE A DIAMOND IN THE SKY&lt;br /&gt;TWINKLE TWINKLE LITTLE STAR&lt;br /&gt;HOW I WONDER WHAT YOU ARE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-2060047456042833783?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/2060047456042833783/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=2060047456042833783' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/2060047456042833783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/2060047456042833783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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itu ada&lt;br /&gt;Biarkan rindu itu berkobar&lt;br /&gt;Biarkan rasa sayang itu menyapa&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun kita tak mungkin bersatu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biarkan angan itu menari-nari dalam benakku&lt;br /&gt;Biarkan harapan cinta tetap bersemi dalam hatiku&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun aku tau, aku tak kan pernah memilikimu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tau perasaan ini begitu bergejolak&lt;br /&gt;dan tak pernah bisa membendungnya&lt;br /&gt;Biarkan dia mengalir bagai air&lt;br /&gt;Biarkan dia berhembus bagai angin&lt;br /&gt;Aku tetap mengenangmu, cinta...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-4896812745542379139?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/4896812745542379139/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=4896812745542379139' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/4896812745542379139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/4896812745542379139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/2008/10/biarkan-cinta-itu-ada.html' title='Biarkan Cinta itu Ada'/><author><name>MiNiEza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159250540999778645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGRxKt8dlUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/76lEOjltJRM/S220/Picture(217).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135924502568013530.post-405387170637903863</id><published>2008-10-05T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T21:48:42.120-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gibran'/><title type='text'>Lebaran euy.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SOmYjEyvwXI/AAAAAAAAAIo/pKirDWS_NO8/s1600-h/Picture(103).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SOmYjEyvwXI/AAAAAAAAAIo/pKirDWS_NO8/s200/Picture(103).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253898168653824370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lebaran idul fitri 1 syawal 1429H sudah berlalu tapi kue-kue masih ada di meja, tinggal urusan diet telah menanti, setelah sebulan puasa berat badan lumayan berkurang setelah sehari lebaran wah naik lagi, siapa yang gak ngiler ngeliat ketupat, rendang dan kue-kue yang hmmm nyam-nyam yummy deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lebaran tahun ini adalah kali pertama Gibran sholat ied di lapangan, dengan semangat kami berangkat sholat ied di lapangan mesjid sman 2 dekat rumah.  Suasana begitu gembira karena Gibran benar-benar menikmati hari lebaran, silaturahmi keliling ke tetangga dan ke sanak keluarga dan tak lupa ekspresi wajah Gibran pertama kali dapat salam tempel wow... lucu sekali...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-405387170637903863?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/405387170637903863/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=405387170637903863' title='2 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/405387170637903863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/405387170637903863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/2008/10/lebaran-euy.html' title='Lebaran euy.....'/><author><name>MiNiEza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159250540999778645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGRxKt8dlUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/76lEOjltJRM/S220/Picture(217).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SOmYjEyvwXI/AAAAAAAAAIo/pKirDWS_NO8/s72-c/Picture(103).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135924502568013530.post-8944313200759416637</id><published>2008-09-25T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T00:00:44.551-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puisi'/><title type='text'>Indahmu dalam kenangan</title><content type='html'>Mengenangmu adalah bahagia, membuat aku terhempas pada waktu yang telah berlalu, memoriku berputar membolak-balik ingatanku padamu, padamu yang pernah memberi rasa damai di hati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku mengingatmu yang pernah ada dalam sebagian masaku, yang pernah mengisi hatiku dalam keindahan kasihmu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mengenangmu adalah bahagia yang tak pernah terganti, walau indahmu hanya dalam agungnya kenangan...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-8944313200759416637?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/8944313200759416637/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=8944313200759416637' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/8944313200759416637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/8944313200759416637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/2008/09/indahmu-dalam-kenangan.html' title='Indahmu dalam kenangan'/><author><name>MiNiEza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159250540999778645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGRxKt8dlUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/76lEOjltJRM/S220/Picture(217).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135924502568013530.post-5077198139449536356</id><published>2008-09-16T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T22:23:24.340-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puisi'/><title type='text'>Mencintaimu</title><content type='html'>.....pabila cinta memanggilmu.... ikutilah dia walau jalannya berliku-liku..., dan pabila sayapnya merangkummu... pasrahlah serta menyerah... walau pedang tersembunyi di sela sayap itu melukaimu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta begitu agung dan indah, berbahagialah bagi umat manusia yang masih diberi anugerah cinta, mencintai dan dicintai adalah garis hidup yang mengiringi waktu, sungguh indah cinta bila dikenang, tapi kadang kenangan itu menimbulkan berjuta kepedihan yang bergejolak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku ingin mencintaimu dengan sederhana.... seperti kata yang tak sempat diucapkan kayu kepada api yang menjadikannya abu... aku ingin mencintaimu dengan sederhana... seperti isyarat yang tak sempat dikirimkan awan kepada hujan yang menjadikannya tiada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mencintaimu adalah anugerah dari harapan yang terpendam, adalah kebahagiaan bersamamu dalam melewati indahnya masa.  Aku mencintaimu dengan hasrat yang paling dalam yang ingin kuwujudkan dalam langkah dan citaku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku mencintaimu lewat kata yang tak pernah terucap, lewat pandangan yang tak bertepi lewat hasrat yang tak berujung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mencintaimu membuat aku berangan, ingin menghabiskan masaku bersamamu dalam keceriaan suka dan kegundahan duka.  Hidup dan mencintai adalah harapan yang terpatri sehingga aku ingin selalu bersamamu melukis hari dengan pena kebahagiaan dalam bentangan kanvas yang tak terhingga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku bahagia bersamamu, damai dalam pelukan cintamu, terasa hidup lebih bermakna, bersamamu kutemukan cinta yang hanya dapat kunikmati dalam bayangan cintamu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cintamu padaku adalah garis yang terbatas yang tak dapat sepenuhnya kunikmati walaupun aku mendambamu dalam setiap masaku, akankah aku selalu bersamamu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-5077198139449536356?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/5077198139449536356/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=5077198139449536356' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/5077198139449536356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/5077198139449536356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/2008/09/mencintaimu.html' title='Mencintaimu'/><author><name>MiNiEza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159250540999778645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGRxKt8dlUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/76lEOjltJRM/S220/Picture(217).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135924502568013530.post-5303150580348956966</id><published>2008-09-01T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T20:55:09.200-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tips'/><title type='text'>Memilih Pre-school</title><content type='html'>Di Indonesia terutama di Jakarta sudah banyak sekali preschool yang bertaraf internasional dengan kurikulum internasional pula, atau pun preschool lokal yang menggabungkan kurikulum lokal dengan internasional. Berbagai pilihan ini sering membuat orang tua bingung untuk menentukan mana yang terbaik dan tepat bagi anaknya. Berbagai preschool tersebut masing-masing mempunyai titik berat yang berbeda-beda sehingga semakin menyulitkan orang tua untuk mengambil pilihan, misalnya ada preschool yang lebih mengutamakan pengembangan kemampuan sosial, menyediakan alat-alat untuk melatih ketrampilan fisik serta perkembangan kognitif, sementara preschool yang lain lebih menitik beratkan untuk memacu perkembangan kognitif dan akademik. Di bawah ini terdapat beberapa panduan bagi Anda para orang tua yang bisa menjadi bahan pertimbangan dalam memutuskan preschool mana yang paling sesuai dan paling baik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Carilah informasi dari teman-teman Anda yang menyekolahkan anaknya di berbagai    preschool, tanyakan situasi dan kondisi sesuai dengan pengalaman mereka masing-masing.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;2. Kunjungi sekolah-sekolah sekurangnya 2 kali, pertama sendiri dan berikutnya membawa serta anak Anda untuk melihat reaksi dan meminta pendapatnya.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;3. Bertemulah dengan guru beserta asistennya yang mungkin akan mendampingi anak Anda.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;4. Cobalah menilai, apakah para staf di sekolah tersebut memang benar-benar ditangani orang-orang yang profesional, terlatih bahkan punya latar belakang pendidikan seputar pendidikan anak.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;5. Temukanlah tujuan dari program sekolah yang sedang Anda selidiki, apakah penekanannya terdapat pada pengembangan sosial atau kah akademik untuk kemudian menyesuaikan dengan kebutuhan anak Anda.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;6. Selidikilah cara-cara yang dipergunakan oleh para guru di sekolah itu dalam menerapkan dan menanamkan kedisiplinan terhadap anak-anak asuhannya.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;7. Perhatikan bagaimana interaksi sosial dan komunikasi yang terjalin antara guru dengan murid, dan antara murid dengan sesamanya.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;8. Perhatikan pula, apakah sekolah tersebut mempunyai fasilitas yang memadai, mempunyai arena dan peralatan bermain yang memadai, mempunyai toilet yang memadai dan dijaga kebersihannya, serta hal-hal lain yang menyangkut lingkungan serta sarana.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;9. Pilihlah sekolah yang menawarkan program-program yang konsisten dan selaras dengan nilai-nilai yang ditanamkan di dalam keluarga Anda.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;10.Pilihlah sekolah yang sesuai dengan keadaan keuangan rumah tangga Anda, karena kalau terlalu dipaksakan juga malah akan menjadi beban tersendiri dan menjadikan problem yang hanya akan mendatangkan stress bagi Anda dan pasangan.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;11.Pilihlah sekolah yang lokasi dan jaraknya sesuai dengan keadaan di kota Anda, jangan sampai menyulitkan si anak atau pun membutuhkan ekstra biaya, waktu atau tenaga hanya untuk menempuh perjalanan pulang pergi ke sekolah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumber: e-psikolog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-5303150580348956966?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/5303150580348956966/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=5303150580348956966' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/5303150580348956966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/5303150580348956966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/2008/09/memilih-pre-school.html' title='Memilih Pre-school'/><author><name>MiNiEza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159250540999778645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGRxKt8dlUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/76lEOjltJRM/S220/Picture(217).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135924502568013530.post-8503872193558901787</id><published>2008-09-01T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T20:46:04.251-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tips'/><title type='text'>Sekolah Balita</title><content type='html'>Memilih sekolah untuk balita Anda bukanlah hal yang mudah, karena tentunya Anda menginginkan tempat belajar yang terbaik untuk balita Anda. Sementara itu, berbagai Taman Kanak-Kanak telah banyak didirikan dengan karakter belajar yang berbeda-beda pula, seperti TK bilingual atau menggunakan 2 bahasa (Bahasa Indonesia &amp; Inggris), TK berbasis agama, dan TK yang lebih menekankan belajar dari lingkungan alam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manfaat bersekolah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kemampuan sosialisasi&lt;br /&gt;Kebanyakan anak hanya bersosialisasi dengan anggota keluarga saja, seperti orang tua, adik atau kakak. Sekolah akan menjadi tempat bagi anak untuk bersosialisasi dan berinteraksi dengan orang-orang lain di luar lingkungan rumahnya, yaitu dengan para guru dan dengan anak-anak lain. Di sekolah anak Anda dapat lebih mengembangkan kemampuan bersosialisasi dan berinteraksi dengan berbagai macam orang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Kemampuan Akademis&lt;br /&gt;Bersekolah juga akan mengembangkan kemampuan akademis anak. Yang perlu&lt;br /&gt;diperhatikan bagi Anda sebagai orang tua dalam memilih sekolah TK adalah sistim pendidikan yang dipergunakan di sekolah tersebut. Apakah sesuai dengan kemampuan anak seusianya? Sebaiknya Anda memilih sekolah yang tujuan pendidikannya sesuai dengan tujuan Anda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Kemampuan motorik kasar&lt;br /&gt;Peralatan permainan maupun peralatan edukasi di sekolah biasanya lebih&lt;br /&gt;lengkap dibanding di rumah. Seperti misalnya, mainan, mainan edukatif,&lt;br /&gt;komputer interaktif, taman bermain yang luas, yang semuanya akan merangsang perkembangan koordinasi mata-tangan dan kemampuan motorik kasar anak Anda. Tingkat percaya diri dan kreativitas anak pun akan berkembang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Beberapa yang harus dipertimbangkan oleh orang tua dalam memilih sekolah :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ukuran Sekolah&lt;br /&gt;Semakin besar ukuran sekolah, biasanya semakin lengkap peralatan/sarana&lt;br /&gt;permainan dan edukasi yang tentunya lebih menstimulasi tumbuh kembang anak. Ukuran kelas perbandingan jumlah guru dan murid tergantung pada kebijakan masing-masing sekolah. Kebanyakan mengatakan semakin kecil rasio perbandingan jumlah guru dan murid, maka semakin efektif pula kelas akan berjalan. Namun ada pula yang berpendapat bahwa semakin banyak jumlah murid dalam suatu kelas, maka anak akan lebih banyak berinteraksi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Budget Anda&lt;br /&gt;Yang harus Anda ingat adalah bahwa sekolah yang murah belum tentu tidak dapat memberikan pendidikan yang baik. Walaupun sekolah yang tidak terlalu mahal biasanya tidak memiliki peralatan/sarana edukasi dan permainan yang mewah, namun biasanya hubungan antar guru-anak dan teman-temannya lebih dekat, juga murid-muridnya datang dari berbagai kalangan dan budaya. Sehingga membiasakan anak untuk dapat bersosialisasi dengan orang-orang berbagai kalangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenis-jenis sekolah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sekolah Internasional&lt;br /&gt;Sekolah Internasional tentunya memiliki murid dengan latar belakang dari berbagai negara. Biasanya, jumlah anak Indonesia sendiri akan dibatasi sehingga tetap mempertahankan ke-"internasional-annya". Memiliki tempat bermain yang luas serta sarana permainan berstandar internasional dengan tenaga pengajar yang professional. Namun, tentunya tidak sedikit uang sekolah yang harus dikeluarkan dibanding sekolah lokal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Sekolah National Plus&lt;br /&gt;Biaya sekolah ini tentunya lebih murah dibanding sekolah internasional, namun tetap dapat dikatakan mahal. Sekolah ini biasanya bi-lingual atau memakai 2 bahasa, yaitu bahasa Indonesia dan Inggris, adapula yang menerapkan 3 bahasa, yaitu tambahan bahasa Mandarin. Metode pengajaran yang dipakai adalah kombinasi kurikulum internasional dan kurikulum Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Sekolah Independent&lt;br /&gt;Sekolah ini biasanya tidak besar, dan didirikan di bangunan sekolah&lt;br /&gt;sederhana atau bahkan di bangunan rumah. Sekolah seperti ini saat ini&lt;br /&gt;memiliki reputasi yang bagus karena biasanya memiliki guru-guru yang dekat dengan murid-muridnya, antusias dan kreatif. Fasilitas bermain tidak selengkap 2 jenis sekolah dijelaskan di atas,namun biasanya memiliki ruangan yang nyaman sehingga anak merasa berada di rumah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Sekolah Franchise&lt;br /&gt;Sekolah-sekolah seperti ini banyak berkembang di Indonesia, seperti Kinderland dari Singapur dan Tutor Time dari Amerika. Peraturan, material maupun kurikulum pengajaran berdasarkan standar internasional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Program Bermain Non-Akademik&lt;br /&gt;Ini merupakan program bermain dengan pertemuan 2-5 kali seminggu. Contoh sekolah ini adalah Gymboree dan Tumble Tots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumber: mailist&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-8503872193558901787?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/8503872193558901787/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=8503872193558901787' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/8503872193558901787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/8503872193558901787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/2008/09/sekolah-balita.html' title='Sekolah Balita'/><author><name>MiNiEza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159250540999778645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGRxKt8dlUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/76lEOjltJRM/S220/Picture(217).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135924502568013530.post-352307876866978284</id><published>2008-08-26T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T20:56:59.500-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tips'/><title type='text'>Makanan Tradisional, Nikmat dan Sehat</title><content type='html'>Globalisasi tampaknya sudah merasuk dalam setiap segi kehidupan kita, termasuk urusan makanan. Coba saja tanya pada anak-anak Anda apa makanan favorit mereka? Biasanya mereka lebih fasih menyebut pizza, fried chicken, atau crepes, dibandingkan makanan tradisional seperti bakpia, klepon, atau pepes. &lt;br /&gt;Tak bisa dipungkiri makin banyaknya jenis makanan asal mancanegara maupun olahan pabrik membuat anak-anak kita lebih terekspos dengan jenis makanan tersebut. Apalagi biasanya makanan-makanan tersebut dikemas dengan menarik atau disajikan di resto cepat saji dengan berbagai promosi atau hadiah yang tentu menarik buat anak-anak. Karena sifat anak-anak yang selalu ingin mencoba hal baru dan mengikuti tren (apa yang dilakukan teman sebayanya), tak heran bila mereka lebih tertarik pada jenis makanan tersebut. Bisa ditebak, makanan tradisional makin ditinggalkan, bahkan banyak yang tak lagi dibuat dan lama-lama ‘menghilang’ karena tak adanya peminat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kondisi ini tentu sangat disayangkan, pasalnya makanan tradisional adalah suatu aset budaya yang sepatutnya harus terus dijaga keberadaannya. Penggunaan bahan dan rempah-rempah dari negeri sendiri, menghasilkan citarasa yang khas dan tidak dimiliki negara lain. Justru kelebihan inilah yang seharusnya mampu ”dijual” dan dijadikan kebanggaan Indonesia. Lihat saja Italia yang mampu menjadikan pizza sebagai makanan populer di seluruh dunia, atau Meksiko yang mampu membuat tortilla sukses menembus pasar Amerika. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makanan tradisional pun telah terbukti ”keamanannya” bagi kesehatan tubuh selama puluhan bahkan ratusan tahun. Salah satunya karena makanan tradisional biasanya dibuat dengan memanfaatkan bahan-bahan lokal yang segar dan bumbu-bumbu alami. Pemakaian pengawet hampir tidak ada, karena semua bahan diperoleh dari lingkungan sekitar dalam keadaan segar, dan dikonsumsi langsung. Untuk keindahan tampilan, makanan tradisional biasanya juga menggunakan pewarna alami, misalnya saja daun pandan untuk warna hijau, gula palem untuk warna merah, kunyit untuk warna kuning. Cara pengolahan seperti seperti dikukus, dipepes, atau dibakar pun relatif lebih sehat dibanding masakan masa kini yang banyak menggunakan metode penggorengan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengan segala kelebihannya, sudah saatnya Anda kembali melirik berbagai makanan tradisional bagi keluarga, terutama si kecil. Mungkin sebagian besar dari Anda akan berkilah bahwa anak-anak lebih memilih makanan modern, namun sebenarnya kebiasaan ini bisa diubah dengan tips sederhana berikut: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urusan suka atau tidak suka, pepatah “Tak kenal maka tak sayang” bisa jadi panduannya. Bagaimana anak-anak akan mau dan menyukai makanan tradisional, bila mereka tidak dibiasakan? Karena itu cara terbaik mendidik dan membiasakan anak-anak menyukai makanan tradisional adalah membiasakan mereka terekspos dengan berbagai jenis makanan tradisional sejak usia muda. Mulailah dengan kudapan ringan, lalu perlahan sejalan pertambahan usia, perluas pilihan dan jenisnya. &lt;br /&gt;Kerap kali anak-anak tertarik dengan tampilan makanannya. Tak ada salahnya menampilkan makanan tradisional dalam bentuk berbeda dan menarik bagi anak-anak. Misalnya saja membuat kue putu atau kue lapis dengan cetakan berbentuk binatang. &lt;br /&gt;Ajak anak-anak melihat pembuatan makanan tradisional. Biasanya mereka lebih tertarik bila disertakan atau mengetahui proses pembuatannya. Tak cuma membuat mereka suka, dengan cara ini Anda membantu anak-anak mengembangkan wawasannya. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(sahabat nestle)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-352307876866978284?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/352307876866978284/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=352307876866978284' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/352307876866978284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/352307876866978284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/2008/08/makanan-tradisional-nikmat-dan-sehat.html' title='Makanan Tradisional, Nikmat dan Sehat'/><author><name>MiNiEza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159250540999778645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGRxKt8dlUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/76lEOjltJRM/S220/Picture(217).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135924502568013530.post-2327168099566938198</id><published>2008-08-05T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T21:47:34.011-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pustaka'/><title type='text'>Kahlil Gibran, Books and Poems</title><content type='html'>Books :&lt;br /&gt;- The Prophet&lt;br /&gt;- The Beloved&lt;br /&gt;- The Broken Wings&lt;br /&gt;- The Eye Of The Prophet&lt;br /&gt;- Spirit Brides&lt;br /&gt;- Tears And Laughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poems :&lt;br /&gt;- Sand And Foam&lt;br /&gt;- The Madman&lt;br /&gt;- A Tear And A Smile&lt;br /&gt;- The Vision&lt;br /&gt;- The Wanderer&lt;br /&gt;- The Procession&lt;br /&gt;- The Storm&lt;br /&gt;- The Forerunnner&lt;br /&gt;- Visions Of The Prophet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-2327168099566938198?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/2327168099566938198/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=2327168099566938198' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/2327168099566938198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/2327168099566938198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/2008/08/kahlil-gibran-books-and-poems.html' title='Kahlil Gibran, Books and Poems'/><author><name>MiNiEza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159250540999778645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGRxKt8dlUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/76lEOjltJRM/S220/Picture(217).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135924502568013530.post-1380062609635653873</id><published>2008-08-05T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T21:42:39.214-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pustaka'/><title type='text'>Kahlil Gibran Biography</title><content type='html'>Gibran Khalil Gibran was born on January 6, 1883, to the Maronite family of Gibran in Bsharri, a mountainous area in Northern Lebanon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lebanon was a Turkish province part of Greater Syria (Syria, Lebanon, and Palestine) and subjugated to Ottoman dominion, which granted the Mount Lebanon area autonomous rule. The people of Mount Lebanon had struggled for several years to gain independence from the Ottoman rule, a cause Gibran was later to adopt and become an active member in. The Mount Lebanon area was a troubled region, due to the various outside and foreign interferences that fostered religious hatred between the Christian, especially the Maronite sect, and Moslem populations. Later in his life, Gibran was to seek and unite the various religious sects, in a bid to abolish the religious snobbery, persecution and atrocities witnessed at his time. The Maronite sect, formed during the schism in the Byzantine church in the 5th century A.D., was made up of a group of Syrian Christians, who joined the monk St. Marun to lead their own sectarian thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His mother Kamila Rahmeh was thirty when she begot Gibran from her third husband Khalil Gibran, who proved to be an irresponsible husband leading the family to poverty. Gibran had a half-brother six years older than him called Peter and two younger sisters, Mariana and Sultana, whom he was deeply attached to throughout his life, along with his mother. Kamila’s family came from a prestigious religious background, which imbued the uneducated mother with a strong will and later on helped her raise up the family on her own in the U.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up in the lush region of Bsharri, Gibran proved to be a solitary and pensive child who relished the natural surroundings of the cascading falls, the rugged cliffs and the neighboring green cedars, the beauty of which emerged as a dramatic and symbolic influence to his drawings and writings. Being laden with poverty, he did not receive any formal education or learning, which was limited to regular visits to a village priest who doctrined him with the essentials of religion and the Bible, alongside Syriac and Arabic languages. Recognizing Gibran’s inquisitive and alert nature, the priest began teaching him the rudiments of alphabet and language, opening up to Gibran the world of history, science, and language. At the age of ten, Gibran fell off a cliff, wounding his left shoulder, which remained weak for the rest of his life ever since this incident. To relocate the shoulder, his family strapped it to a cross and wrapped it up for forty days, a symbolic incident reminiscent of Christ’s wanderings in the wilderness and which remained etched in Gibran’s memory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the age of eight, Khalil Gibran, Gibran's father, was accused of tax evasion and was sent to prison as the Ottomon authorities confiscated the Gibrans’ property and left them homeless. The family went to live with relatives for a while; however, the strong-willed mother decided that the family should immigrate to the U.S., seeking a better life and following in suit to Gibran’s uncle who immigrated earlier. The father was released in 1894, but being an irresponsible head of the family he was undecided about immigration and remained behind in Lebanon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On June 25, 1895, the Gibrans embarked on a voyage to the American shores of New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gibrans settled in Boston’s South End, which at the time hosted the second largest Syrian community in the U.S. following New York. The culturally diverse area felt familiar to Kamila, who was comforted by the familiar spoken Arabic, and the widespread Arab customs. Kamila, now the bread-earner of the family, began to work as a peddler on the impoverished streets of South End Boston. At the time, peddling was the major source of income for most Syrian immigrants, who were negatively portrayed due to their unconventional Arab ways and their supposed idleness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up into another impoverished period, Gibran was to recall the pain of the first few years, which left an indelible mark on his life and prompted him to reinvent his childhood memories, dispelling the filth, the poverty and the slurs. However, the work of charity institutions in the poor immigrant areas allowed the children of immigrants to attend public schools and keep them off the street, and Gibran was the only member of his family to pursue scholastic education. His sisters were not allowed to enter school, thwarted by Middle Eastern traditions as well as financial difficulties. Later on in his life, Gibran was to champion the cause of women’s emancipation and education and surround himself with strong-willed, intellectual and independent women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the school, a registration mistake altered his name forever by shortening it to Kahlil Gibran, which remained unchanged till the rest of his life despite repeated attempts at restoring his full name. Gibran entered school on September 30, 1895, merely two months after his arrival in the U.S. Having no formal education, he was placed in an ungraded class reserved for immigrant children, who had to learn English from scratch. Gibran caught the eye of his teachers with his sketches and drawings, a hobby he had started during his childhood in Lebanon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Kamila’s hard work, the family’s financial standing improved as her savings allowed Peter to set up a goods store, in which both of Gibran's sisters worked. The financial strains of the family and the distance from home brought the family together, with Kamila providing both financial and emotional support to her children, especially to her introverted son Gibran. During this difficult period, Gibran's remoteness from social life and his pensive nature were deepened, and Kamila was there to help him overcome his reservedness. The mother’s independence allowed him to mingle with Boston’s social life and explore its thriving world of art and literature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gibran's curiosity led him to the cultural side of Boston, which exposed him to the rich world of the theatre, Opera and artistic Galleries. Prodded by the cultural scenes around him and through his artistic drawings, Gibran caught the attention of his teachers at the public school, who saw an artistic future for the Syrian boy. They contacted Fred Holland Day, an artist and a supporter of artists who opened up Gibran’s cultural world and set him on the road to artistic fame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gibran met Fred Holland Day in 1896, and from then his road to recognition was reached through Day’s artistic unconventionality and his contacts in Boston’s artistic circles. Day introduced Gibran to Greek mythology, world literature, contemporary writings and photography, ever prodding the inquisitive Syrian to seek self-expression. Day’s liberal education and unconventional artistic exploration influenced Gibran, who was to follow Day’s unfettered adoption of the unusual for the sake of originality and self-actualization. Other than working on Gibran’s education, Day was instrumental in lifting his self-esteem, which had suffered under the immigrant treatment and poverty of the times. Not surprisingly, Gibran emerged as a fast learner, devouring everything handed over by Day, despite weak Arabic and English. Under Day’s tutelage, Gibran uttered his first religious beliefs, when he declared "I am no longer a Catholic: I am a pagan," after reading one book given by Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During one of Fred Holland Day’s art exhibitions, Gibran drew a sketch of a certain Miss Josephine Peabody, an unknown poet and writer who was to later become one of his failed love experiences; later on, Gibran was to propose marriage and be met with refusal, the first blow in a series of heartaches dealt to Gibran by the women he loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continually encouraging Gibran to improve his drawings and sketches, Day was instrumental in getting Gibran’s images printed as cover designs for books in 1898. At the time, Gibran began to develop his own technique and style, encouraged by Day’s enthusiasm and support. Gradually, Gibran entered the Bostonian circles and his artistic talents brought him fame at an early age. However, his family decided that early success could cause him future problems, and with Gibran’s approval, the young artist went back to Lebanon to finish his education and learn Arabic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1898, Gibran arrived in Beirut speaking poor English and even little Arabic; he could speak Arabic fluently, but not read nor write it. To improve his Arabic, Gibran chose to enroll in the school Madrasat-al-Hikmah, a Maronite-founded school which offered a nationalistic curriculum partial to church writings, history and liturgy. Gibran’s strong-willed nature refused to abide by the parochial curriculum, demanding an individual curriculum catering to his educational needs and aimed at a college level, a gesture indicative of Gibran’s rebellious and individualistic nature; his arrogance bordered on heresy. Nonetheless, the school acquiesced to his request, editing course material to Gibran's liking. He chose to immerse himself in the Arabic-language bible, intrigued by its style and writing, features of which echo in his various works. As a student, Gibran left a great impression on his teachers and fellow students, who were impressed with his outlandish and individualistic behavior, self-confidence, and his unconventional long hair. His Arabic teacher saw in him "a loving but controlled heart, an impetuous soul, a rebellious mind, an eye mocking everything it sees". However, the school’s strict and disciplined atmosphere was not to Gibran’s liking, who flagrantly flouted religious duties, skipped classes and drew sketches on books. At the school, Gibran met Joseph Hawaiik, with whom he started a magazine called al-Manarah (the Beacon), both editing while Gibran illustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Josephine Peabody, the twenty-four year old Bostonian beauty who caught Gibran’s attention during one of Day’s exhibitions, was intrigued by the young Syrian artist who dedicated a sketch to her, and began corresponding with Gibran throughout his stay in Lebanon. Soon, he became romantically involved with Josephine, and they kept exchanging letters until the relationship fell apart, following the rebuffal of Gibran’s marriage proposal and Josephine’s eventual marriage in 1906.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gibran finished college in 1902, learning Arabic and French and excelling in his studies, especially poetry. Meanwhile, his relationship with his father became strained over Gibran’s advanced erudition, driving him to move in with his cousin and to live an impoverished life he detested and was ashamed of until the rest of his life. The poverty in Lebanon was compounded with news of illness striking his family, with his half-brother's consumption, his sister Sultana’s intestinal trouble and his mother’s developing cancer. Upon receiving news of Sultana’s dire illness, Gibran left Lebanon in March of 1902. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To his misfortune, Gibran arrived too late; Sultana died at the age of fourteen on April 4th 1902, the first in a series of three family deaths which will fall upon him in the coming months. Gibran was very fond of his sisters and of his family as a whole. At the time of mourning, both Day and Josephine provided distractions for him, in form of artistic shows and meetings at Boston’s artistic circles. Gibran’s artistic talents and unique behavior had captured earlier the interest of the Bostonian society, which welcomed this foreign talent into their artistic circles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josephine, who slowly captured Gibran’s heart, became an inflectional person in his life, the Bostonian poet constantly referring to Gibran as ‘her young prophet’. Greatly intrigued by his oriental background, Josephine was charmed by Gibran’s vividly illustrated correspondences and conversations. Josephine’s care and attention were the inspiration behind his book The Prophet, the title of which is based on an eleven-stanza poem Joesphine wrote in December of 1902 describing Gibran’s life in Bsharri as she envisaged it. Later on, when Gibran was to publish The Prophet, he dedicated it to Josephine, whose care and tenderness helped him advance his career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Illness struck again when his mother underwent an operation in February to remove a cancerous tumor. To compound his misery, Gibran was forced to take on the family business and run the goods store, which was abandoned by his half-brother Peter to pursue his fortune in Cuba. This new burden weighed on Gibran’s spirit, depriving him from dedicating his time to artistic pursuits. During this time, Gibran tried to shy away from the house, to escape the atmosphere of death, poverty and illness. In the following month, Peter returned to Boston from Cuba fatally sick only to die days later on March 12 of consumption. His mother’s cancer continued to spread and she died later that year on June 28, a scene which left Gibran fainting and foaming blood from the mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following the three family deaths, Gibran sold out the family business and began immersing himself in improving both his Arabic and English writings, a twin task which he was to pursue for the rest of his life. Meanwhile, Day and Josephine were helping him launch his debut art exhibition, which was to feature his allegorical and symbolic charcoal drawings that so fascinated Boston’s society. The exhibition opened on May 3, 1904, and proved a success with the critics. However, the exhibition’s significance lay elsewhere. Josephine, through her future husband, invited a schoolmistress called Mary Haskell to examine Gibran’s drawings. This introduction to the schoolmistress was to mark the beginning of a lifetime relationship, which would greatly influence Gibran’s writing career. Gibran had sought Josephine’s opinion about his Arabic writings, translating them into English. With the language barrier, Josephine could only provide criticism over ideas and thoughts, leaving Gibran alone to tackle his linguistic problems. Josephine’s role was to be taken over by Mary Haskell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Haskell, who was thirty at the time and ten years older than Gibran, will go on to finance Gibran’s artistic development and encourage him to become the artist that he aspired to be. As a school head mistress, Haskell was an educated, strong-willed and independent woman and an active champion of women’s liberation, who was set apart to Josephine Peabody’s romantic nature. Mary was the reason behind Gibran’s decision to explore writing in English, as she persuaded Gibran to refrain from translating his Arabic works to English and concentrate instead on writing in English directly. Mary’s collaboration and editing of his various English works polished Gibran’s work, most of which first underwent Mary’s editing before going to the publishers. She would spend hours with Gibran, going over his wording, correcting his mistakes and suggesting new ideas to his writings. She even attempted learning Arabic to gain a better grasp of Gibran’s language and his thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The significance of Mary’s relationship with Gibran is revealed through her diaries, in which she recorded Gibran’s artistic development, their personal and intellectual conversations and his innermost thoughts for nearly seventeen years and a half. These recordings have provided critics with valuable insight into Gibran’s personal thoughts and ideas, which he kept away from the public eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1904, Gibran started to contribute articles to the Arabic-speaking émigré newspaper called Al-Mouhajer (The Emigrant), marking his first published written work. His first publication was called ‘Vision’, a romantic essay that portrayed a caged bird amid an abundance of symbolism. Despite spending four years in Lebanon learning Arabic, Gibran’s written Arabic left something to be desired. To master Arabic, Gibran relied on his ear for capturing traditional vocabulary, depending heavily on the Arabic stories narrated in his hometown of Bsharri. Hence his Arabic writing had a colloquial feel to it, which was comfortable to his audiences. According to Gibran, rules of language were meant to be broken and he went on to advocate Arab émigré writers to break out of tradition and seek an individual style. Throughout his life, Gibran’s Arabic writings did not receive the critical acclaim his English books had, leading him later on to concentrate on his English writings and abandon the cause of improving his Arabic style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gibran’s first Arabic written work came out in 1905 with the publication of Nubthah fi Fan Al-Musiqa (Music), a book inspired by his brother’s 'oud playing and Day’s several invitations to the Opera. During that year, Gibran started a column in Al-Mohajer called ‘Tears and Laughter’’, which was to form the basis of his book A Tear and a Smile. While writing in Al-Mohajer, a certain Arabic émigré writer called Ameen Rihani, wrote to the magazine lauding Gibran’s article which attacked contemporary Arab writers for imitating traditional writers and using poetry for financial gain. Rihani was to become an important Arabic writer and a friend of Gibran’s, whom he later left for the life-long friendship of Mikhail Naimy. At the time, Gibran published several Arabic poems and wrote in newspapers, about various subjects relating to love, truth, beauty, death, good and evil. Most of his writings had a romantic edge to them, with bitter and ironic tones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1906, Gibran published his second Arabic book called Arayis Al-Muruj (The Nymphs of the Valley), a collection of three allegories which take place in Northern Lebanon. The allegories- ‘Martha’, ‘Yuhanna the Mad’, and ‘Dust of Ages and the Eternal Fire’- dealt with issues relating to prostitution, religious persecution, reincarnation and pre-ordained love. The allegories were heavily influenced by the stories he heard back in Bsharri and his own fascination with the Bible, the mystical, and the nature of love. Gibran was to return to the subject of madness in his English book ‘The Madman,’ whose beginnings can be traced to Gibran’s early Arabic writings. What characterized Gibran’s early Arabic publications was the use of the ironic, the realism of the stories, the portrayal of second-class citizens and the anti-religious tone, all of which contrasted with the formalistic and traditional Arabic writings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gibran published his third Arabic book Al-Arwah Al-Mutamarridah (Spirits Rebellious) in March of 1908, a collection of four narrative writings based on his writing in Al-Mouhajer. The book dealt with social issues in Lebanon, portraying a married woman’s emancipation from her husband, a heretic’s call for freedom, a bride’s escape from an unwanted marriage through death and the brutal injustices of 19th century Lebanese feudal lords. These writings received strong criticism from the clergy for their bold ideas, their negative portrayal of clergymen and their encouragement of women’s liberation. Gibran was to later recall to Mary the dark period in which Spirits Rebellious was written, during a time when he was haunted by death, illness and loss of love. The anti-clerical content of the book threatened Gibran with excommunication from the church, with the book being censored by the Syrian government&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 1923, Gibran had developed a close correspondence with an Arab writer, May Ziadeh. Their acceptance began in 1912, when she wrote to Gibran recalling to him how moved she was with the story of Selma Karameh in The Broken Wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May, an intellectual writer and an active proponent of women’s emancipation, was born in Palestine where she received classical education in a convent school. In 1908 she had moved to Cairo where her father started a newspaper. Similar to Gibran, May was fluent in English, Arabic and French, and in 1911 she published her poems under the pseudonym Isis Copia. May found The Broken Wings too liberal for her own tastes, but the subject of women’s rights occupied her until the rest of her life and was a common passion between her and Gibran. Later on, May became a champion of Gibran’s writings and came to replace Mary’s role as an editor and conversant over the coming years. By 1921, Gibran had received her picture and they were to continue corresponding until the end of his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the twenties, Gibran continued to be active in the political arena, writing extensively on the issue of culture and society and the need of the emerging Arab countries to transport the positive sides of Western culture. Gibran’s writings had remained controversial in his home country, especially with his liberal views on the Church and clergy. As a writer, Gibran relished controversy, and his writings reflected this spirit. His limited success in the Arab world drove Gibran to abandon the cause of gaining acceptance as an Arabic writer and he concentrated his efforts instead on writing in English. Slowly, Gibran was getting to grips with his writing, creating a style of language, as he revealed to Mary that he wished to write small unified books, which could be read in one sitting and carried in one’s pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary's role in Gibran's writing career was gradually dwindling, but she came to his rescue when he made some bad investments. Mary had always handled Gibran’s financial affairs, ever present to extricate him from his bad financial keeping. However, Mary was about to make her life decision in 1923 by deciding to move into the house of a Southern landowner, to become his future wife in May of 1926. Gibran helped her reach this decision, which slightly clouded their relationship. However, Gibran continued to confide in Mary, and he told her about the second and third parts of The Prophet which he intended to write. The second part was to be called The Garden of the Prophet and it would recount the time the prophet spent in the garden on the island talking to his followers. The third part would be called The Death of the Prophet and it would describe the prophet’s return from the island and how he is imprisoned and freed only to be stoned to death in the market place. Gibran’s project was never to be completed, due to the deterioration of his health and his preoccupation with writing his longest English book, Jesus, The Son of Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Mary slipped slowly out of his life, Gibran hired a new assistant Henrietta Breckenridge, who later played an important role following his death. She organized his works, helped him edit his writings and managed his studio for him. By 1926, Gibran had become a well-known international figure, a stance which was to his liking. Seeking a greater cosmopolitan exposure, Gibran began in 1926 to contribute articles to the quarterly journal The New Orient, which had an international approach encouraging the East and West to meet. At the time, he had started working on a new English work, Lazarus and His Beloved, which was based on an earlier Arabic work. This book was a dramatic collection of four poems recounting the Bible story of Lazarus, his quest for his soul and his eventual meeting of his soul mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In May of 1926, Mary married the Southern Landowner Florance Minis. At the time, Mary’s journals reveal Gibran’s perception with the writing of Jesus, The Son of Man. Writing the story of Jesus had been a lifetime ambition, especially the attempt at portraying Jesus as no one else has done before. Gibran had traced Jesus’ life from Syria to Palestine, never sparing a book that recounted his life journey. To Gibran, Jesus appeared as human acting in natural surroundings and he often had dreams about meeting his ideal character in the natural scenery of Bsharri. Gibran’s imagination was further fueled by the native stories he had heard in Lebanon about Jesus’ life and acts. Soon, by January of 1927 Mary was editing the book, for Gibran still relied on Mary’s editing before sending his works to print.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 1928, Gibran’s health began to deteriorate, and the pain in his body due to his nervous state was on the increase, driving Gibran to seek relief in alcohol. Soon Gibran’s excess drinking turned him into an alcoholic at the height of the prohibition period in the U.S. That same year, Gibran was already thinking of the post-life and he began inquiring about purchasing a monastery in Bsharri, which was owned by Christian Carmelites. In November of 1928, Jesus, Son of Man was published and received good reviews from the local press, who delighted in Gibran’s treatment of Jesus, the Son of Man. By that time, the artistic circles thought it was high time Gibran was honored; by 1929 every possible society sought to give him a tribute. In honor of his literary success, a special anthology of Gibran’s early works was issued by Arrabitah under the title As-Sanabil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gibran’s mental health, however, and his alcohol addiction drove him in one evening to burst out crying, lamenting the weakness of his mature works. ‘I have lost my original creative power,’ he lamented to an audience during a reading of one of his mature works. By 1929, doctors were able to trace Gibran’s physical ailment to the enlargement of his livers. To avoid the issue of illness, Gibran ignored all medical care, relying instead on heavy drinking. To distract himself, Gibran turned to an old work about three Earth gods written in 1911. This new book recounts the story of three earth gods who watch the drama of a couple falling in love. Mary edited the book which went into print in mid-March of 1930.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 1930, Gibran’s excessive drinking to escape the pain in his liver aggravated his disease, and hopes of finishing the second part of The Prophet, The Garden of the Prophet, dwindled. Gibran revealed to Mary his plans of building a library in Bsharri a nd soon he drew the last copy of his will. To his pen-pal May Ziadeh, Gibran revealed the fear of death as he admitted, ‘I am, May, a small volcano whose opening has been closed.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On April 10th 1931, Gibran died at the age of forty-eight in a New York hospital, as the spreading cancer in his liver left him unconscious. The New York streets staged a two-day vigil for Gibran’s honor, whose death was mourned in the U.S. and Lebanon. His will left large amounts of money to his country, since he wanted his Syrian citizens to remain in their country and develop it rather than immigrate. Mary, Mariana and Henrietta all attended to Gibran’s studio, organizing his works, sorting out books, illustrations and drawings. To fulfill Gibran’s dream, Marianna and Mary travelled in July of 1931 to Lebanon to bury Gibran in his hometown of Bsharri. The citizens of Lebanon received his coffin with celebration rather than mourning, rejoicing his homecoming, for in death Gibran’s popularity increased. Upon Gibran’s return, The Lebanese Minister of Arts opened the coffins and honored his body with a decoration of Fine Arts. Meanwhile, Marianna and Mary started negotiating the purchase of the Carmelite monastery Gibran wished to obtain. By January of 1932, the Mar Sarkis monastery was bought and Gibran moved to his final resting-place. Upon Mary’s suggestion, his belongings, the books he read, and some of his works and illustrations were later shipped to provide a local collection in the monastery, which turned into a Gibran museum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-1380062609635653873?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/1380062609635653873/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=1380062609635653873' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/1380062609635653873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/1380062609635653873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/2008/08/kahlil-gibran-biography.html' title='Kahlil Gibran Biography'/><author><name>MiNiEza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159250540999778645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGRxKt8dlUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/76lEOjltJRM/S220/Picture(217).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135924502568013530.post-6721438044453101737</id><published>2008-08-05T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T21:24:37.615-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pustaka'/><title type='text'>Kahlil Gibran Quotes</title><content type='html'>A friend who is far away is sometimes much nearer than one who is at hand. Is not the mountain far more awe-inspiring and more clearly visible to one passing through the valley than to those who inhabit the mountain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little knowledge that acts is worth infinitely more than much knowledge that is idle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advance, and never halt, for advancing is perfection. Advance and do not fear the thorns in the path, for they draw only corrupt blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All our words are but crumbs that fall down from the feast of the mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that spirits desire, spirits attain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An eye for an eye, and the whole world would be blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ever has it been known that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art is a step from what is obvious and well-known toward what is arcane and concealed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But let there be spaces in your togetherness and let the winds of the heavens dance between you. Love one another but make not a bond of love: let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming generations will learn equality from poverty, and love from woes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death most resembles a prophet who is without honor in his own land or a poet who is a stranger among his people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doubt is a pain too lonely to know that faith is his twin brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exaggeration is truth that has lost its temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith is a knowledge within the heart, beyond the reach of proof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith is an oasis in the heart which can never be reached by the caravan of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith is an oasis in the heart which will never be reached by the caravan of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is always a sweet responsibility, never an opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generosity is giving more than you can, and pride is taking less than you need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generosity is not giving me that which I need more than you do, but it is giving me that which you need more than I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallow the body as a temple to comeliness and sanctify the heart as a sacrifice to love; love recompenses the adorers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I existed from all eternity and, behold, I am here; and I shall exist till the end of time, for my being has no end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned silence from the talkative, toleration from the intolerant, and kindness from the unkind; yet, strange, I am ungrateful to those teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learnt silence from the talkative, toleration from the intolerant, and kindness from the unkind; yet strange, I am ungrateful to these teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you when you bow in your mosque, kneel in your temple, pray in your church. For you and I are sons of one religion, and it is the spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer to be a dreamer among the humblest, with visions to be realized, than lord among those without dreams and desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wash my hands of those who imagine chattering to be knowledge, silence to be ignorance, and affection to be art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my survival caused another to perish, then death would be sweeter and more beloved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the grandfather of the grandfather of Jesus had known what was hidden within him, he would have stood humble and awe-struck before his soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the other person injures you, you may forget the injury; but if you injure him you will always remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you cannot work with love but only with distaste, it is better that you should leave your work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love somebody, let them go, for if they return, they were always yours. And if they don't, they never were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you reveal your secrets to the wind, you should not blame the wind for revealing them to the trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your heart is a volcano, how shall you expect flowers to bloom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep me away from the wisdom which does not cry, the philosophy which does not laugh and the greatness which does not bow before children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge cultivates your seeds and does not sow in you seeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge of the self is the mother of all knowledge. So it is incumbent on me to know my self, to know it completely, to know its minutiae, its characteristics, its subtleties, and its very atoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let there be no purpose in friendship save the deepening of the spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life without liberty is like a body without spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life without love is like a tree without blossoms or fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and doubt have never been on speaking terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is trembling happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love one another, but make not a bond of love: Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love possesses not nor will it be possessed, for love is sufficient unto love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love... It surrounds every being and extends slowly to embrace all that shall be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many a doctrine is like a window pane. We see truth through it but it divides us from truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March on. Do not tarry. To go forward is to move toward perfection. March on, and fear not the thorns, or the sharp stones on life's path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people who ask for advice from others have already resolved to act as it pleases them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much of your pain is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No man can reveal to you nothing but that which already lies half-asleep in the dawning of your knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nor shall derision prove powerful against those who listen to humanity or those who follow in the footsteps of divinity, for they shall live forever. Forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of life's two chief prizes, beauty and truth, I found the first in a loving heart and the second in a laborer's hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain and foolishness lead to great bliss and complete knowledge, for Eternal Wisdom created nothing under the sun in vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perplexity is the beginning of knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poetry is a deal of joy and pain and wonder, with a dash of the dictionary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poverty is a veil that obscures the face of greatness. An appeal is a mask covering the face of tribulation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Progress lies not in enhancing what is, but in advancing toward what will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadness is but a wall between two gardens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safeguarding the rights of others is the most noble and beautiful end of a human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say not, 'I have found the truth,' but rather, 'I have found a truth.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eye of a human being is a microscope, which makes the world seem bigger than it really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The just is close to the people's heart, but the merciful is close to the heart of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lust for comfort, that stealthy thing that enters the house a guest, and then becomes a host, and then a master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most pitiful among men is he who turns his dreams into silver and gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The obvious is that which is never seen until someone expresses it simply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person you consider ignorant and insignificant is the one who came from God, that he might learn bliss from grief and knowledge from gloom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher who is indeed wise does not bid you to enter the house of his wisdom but rather leads you to the threshold of your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are those who give with joy, and that joy is their reward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They consider me to have sharp and penetrating vision because I see them through the mesh of a sieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time has been transformed, and we have changed; it has advanced and set us in motion; it has unveiled its face, inspiring us with bewilderment and exhilaration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be able to look back upon ones life in satisfaction, is to live twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To understand the heart and mind of a person, look not at what he has already achieved, but at what he aspires to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust in dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth is a deep kindness that teaches us to be content in our everyday life and share with the people the same happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We choose our joys and sorrows long before we experience them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What difference is there between us, save a restless dream that follows my soul but fears to come near you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this world that is hastening me toward I know not what, viewing me with contempt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When love beckons to you, follow him, Though his ways are hard and steep. And when his wings enfold you yield to him, Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we turn to one another for counsel we reduce the number of our enemies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy. When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you work you are a flute through whose heart the whispering of the hours turns to music. Which of you would be a reed, dumb and silent, when all else sings together in unison?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the justice of political power if it executes the murderer and jails the plunderer, and then itself marches upon neighboring lands, killing thousands and pillaging the very hills?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the justice of political power if it executes the murderer and jails the plunderer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the justice of political power if it... marches upon neighboring lands, killing thousands and pillaging the very hills?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wisdom ceases to be wisdom when it becomes too proud to weep, too grave to laugh, and too selfish to seek other than itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wisdom stands at the turn in the road and calls upon us publicly, but we consider it false and despise its adherents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is love made visible. And if you cannot work with love but only with distaste, it is better that you should leave your work and sit at the gate of the temple and take alms of those who work with joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would that I were a dry well, and that the people tossed stones into me, for that would be easier than to be a spring of flowing water that the thirsty pass by, and from which they avoid drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday is but today's memory, and tomorrow is today's dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday is but today's memory, tomorrow is today's dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we obeyed kings and bent our necks before emperors. But today we kneel only to truth, follow only beauty, and obey only love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give but little when you give of your possessions. It is when you give of yourself that you truly give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have your ideology and I have mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You pray in your distress and in your need; would that you might also pray in the fullness of your joy and in your days of abundance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They came through you but not from you and though they are with you yet they belong not to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your daily life is your temple and your religion. When you enter into it take with you your all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friend is your needs answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your living is determined not so much by what life brings to you as by the attitude you bring to life; not so much by what happens to you as by the way your mind looks at what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zeal is a volcano, the peak of which the grass of indecisiveness does not grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-6721438044453101737?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/6721438044453101737/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=6721438044453101737' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/6721438044453101737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/6721438044453101737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/2008/08/kahlil-gibran-quotes.html' title='Kahlil Gibran Quotes'/><author><name>MiNiEza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159250540999778645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGRxKt8dlUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/76lEOjltJRM/S220/Picture(217).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135924502568013530.post-1576648307219485153</id><published>2008-08-05T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T20:54:24.263-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pustaka'/><title type='text'>The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran - on Children</title><content type='html'>And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said, "Speak to us of Children."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your children are not your children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They come through you but not from you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may give them your love but not your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For they have their own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may house their bodies but not their souls,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-1576648307219485153?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/1576648307219485153/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=1576648307219485153' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/1576648307219485153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/1576648307219485153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/2008/08/prophet-by-kahlil-gibran-on-children.html' title='The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran - on Children'/><author><name>MiNiEza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159250540999778645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGRxKt8dlUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/76lEOjltJRM/S220/Picture(217).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135924502568013530.post-2592494632810431992</id><published>2008-08-05T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T20:49:10.467-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pustaka'/><title type='text'>The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran - on Love</title><content type='html'>Then said Almitra, "Speak to us of Love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he raised his head and looked upon the people, and there fell a stillness upon them. And with a great voice he said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When love beckons to you follow him,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though his ways are hard and steep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when his wings enfold you yield to him,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when he speaks to you believe in him,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He threshes you to make you naked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sifts you to free you from your husks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He grinds you to whiteness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kneads you until you are pliant;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God's sacred feast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of your heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of Life's heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if in your fear you would seek only love's peace and love's pleasure,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love's threshing-floor,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love possesses not nor would it be possessed;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For love is sufficient unto love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you love you should not say, "God is in my heart," but rather, I am in the heart of God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And think not you can direct the course of love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love has no other desire but to fulfil itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To know the pain of too much tenderness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be wounded by your own understanding of love;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to bleed willingly and joyfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To return home at eventide with gratitude;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-2592494632810431992?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/2592494632810431992/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=2592494632810431992' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/2592494632810431992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/2592494632810431992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/2008/08/prophet-by-kahlil-gibran-on-love.html' title='The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran - on Love'/><author><name>MiNiEza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159250540999778645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGRxKt8dlUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/76lEOjltJRM/S220/Picture(217).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135924502568013530.post-7828830979409511677</id><published>2008-08-04T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T23:48:50.944-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tips'/><title type='text'>Obat tradisional balita part-2</title><content type='html'>Untuk penyakit ringan obat tradisional sangat efektif hanya jika sampai 3 hari belum sembuh sebaiknya segera konsultasi ke dokter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berikut resep obat tradisional yang disalin sebuah milis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Asma&lt;br /&gt;10 siung bawang putih diparut ditambah 1 gelas madu , kemudian dikukus, berikan pada anak sebanyak 1 sendok teh, dua kali sehari atau bisa juga madu diganti dengan 1 ons gula batu direbus dengan 1 gelas air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Luka-luka berdarah&lt;br /&gt;Cuci bersih daun jambu biji kemudian remas-remas, tempelkan pada luka tersebut, darah akan berhenti segera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Biduran atau kaligata&lt;br /&gt;Balurkan tubuh dengan minyak telon/minyak kayu putih/minyak tawon.&lt;br /&gt;Untuk ramuan minum: 1 jari temulawak dipotong-potong ditambah sedikit gula merah dan garam, direbus dengan segelas air, saring dan bila sudah dingin diminumkan 3 kali sehari 1/4 gelas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Mimisan&lt;br /&gt;Selembar daun sirih yang sudah dicuci dipilin dan disumpalkan ke hidung anak, untuk ramuan minum: 1/2 jempol umbi bidara upas yang sudah bersih diparut dan diseduh dengan 1 cangkir air panas, disaring dan setelah dingin ditambah sedikit madu diminumkan ke anak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Benjol karena benturan&lt;br /&gt;Rendam 1 sendok makan beras, tumbuk bersama kencur, beri sedikit garam setelah halus tempelkan pada bagian yang benjol.  Atau dapat juga diberi ramuan: bawang putih diparut diberi sedikit madu dan dioleskan dibagian yang benjol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Keringat buntet&lt;br /&gt;Tepung kanji yang disangrai dibedakkan pada badan anak sesering mungkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Congekan&lt;br /&gt;Cuci bersih 3 lembar daun miana atau 7 lembar daun sambiloto segar atau lengkuas merah muda lalu tumbuk halus, peras dengan kain bersih dan teteskan air perasannya ke telinga, lakukan 2 kali sehari masing-masing 3 tetes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Panu&lt;br /&gt;2Jari lengkuas merah diparut dan diberi sedikit cuka, oleskan pagi dan sore/malam pada bagian tubuh yang berpanu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Koreng atau borok kepala&lt;br /&gt;Batang brotowali dipotong sepanjang 5 jari, direbus dengan sedikit air, oleskan air rebusan pada bagian kepala yang borok.  Selain itu dapat juga diberi ramuan daun brotowali, parutan kunyit dan sedikit garam ditumbuk halus, oleskan ke kepala yang borok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sakit gigi&lt;br /&gt;Bawang putih diparut ditambah sedikit garam kemudian disumpalkan ke gigi yang sakit karena berlubang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Digigit nyamuk&lt;br /&gt;Hilangkan bekas gigitan nyamuk dengan tanaman sambiloto yang diremas-remas dan dioleskan ke bagian bekas gigitan, selain itu dapat juga menggunakan minyak sereh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Penurun panas, batuk dan pilek&lt;br /&gt;Parut bawang merah tambahkan minyak telon lalu balurkan pada punggung smapai bagian pantat sambil sedikit diurut, juga pusar dan ubun-ubun.  Untuk ramuan minum: air kelapa 1 gelas ditambah 1 sendok teh madu, aduk lalu kukus, setelah dingin berikan pada anak sebanyak 3 sendok teh setiap 2 jam sekali, ramuan ini hanya untuk bayi diatas 8 bulan, untuk dibawah 8 bulan cukup diberi asi saja atau ibunya yang minum ramuan ini.  Pada anak yang lebih besar berikan ramuan minum berupa 1 ruas jari kunyit yang bersih dibakar, dikerik kulitnya, diparut lalu diberi air matang 1/2 cangkir, kemudian diperas dan diendapkan, campur bagian air tanpa endapan dengan kocokan 1 butir kuning telur dan 1 sendok makan madu kemudian diminumkan ke anak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Perut kembung&lt;br /&gt;Parut bawang merah dan tambahkan minyak telon kemudian tapelkan dibagian pusar, atau dengan cara lain yaitu daun jarak pagar diolesi minyak kelapa,pilin-pilin lalu tempelkan pada pusar anak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Diare&lt;br /&gt;1/2 jari kunyit yang bersih dibakar, dipotong-potong, 7 pucuk daun jambu biji, air 2 gelas dan garam 1/4 sendok teh, rebus dengan api kecil, minumkan airnya 1 sendok teh satu jam sekali, untuk mengusir gas perutnya ditapeli dengan parutan bawang merah yang diberi minyak telon, untuk anak yang sudah agak besar boleh juga dengan mengunyah halus pucuk jambu biji yang sudah dibersihkan dan ditambah garam lalu ditelan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Batuk&lt;br /&gt;Sediakan air jeruk nipis 1 sendok makan ditambah madu 2 sendok makan dan air matang 2 sendok makan, kemudian masukkan dalam cangkir dan kukus, setelah dingin minumkan pada anak sebanyak 1-2 sendok teh 5 kali sehari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Batuk seratus hari&lt;br /&gt;Umbi bidara upas 1/2 jempol dibersihkan, parut dan seduh dengan air panas lalu aduk-aduk dan didinginkan, saring dan tambahkan sedikit madu, minum sampai habis, buatlah ramuan ini 3 kali sehari, bisa juga menggunakan ramuan lidah buaya yaitu lidah buaya dikupas kulitnya dan diambil dagingnya sebanyak dua jari, kemudian dicacah, tambahkan air hangat dan madu lalu minumkan pada anak 1-2 kali sehari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Batuk karena angin atau dahak susah keluar&lt;br /&gt;Sediakan 1 butir bawang merah diparut, 1 ruas jari jahe diparut dan diperas airnya, 7 butir adas manis, 1 ruas jari kunyit diparut dan diperas airnya, 1 sendok makan air jeruk nipis dan 1/2 gelas air.  Masukkan semua bahan ke dalam cangkir, kemudian kukus dan saring, diminum 3 kali sehari masing-masing 2 sendok teh.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;*Batuk berlendir&lt;br /&gt;Campurkan air jahe 1 sendok makan, air kunyit 1 sendok makan, bawang putih 1 siung diparut, air jeruk nipis 1 sendok makan, madu 1 sendok makan dam 3 sendok makan air matang, kemudian dikukus, diminumkan 3-4 kali sehari 2 sendok teh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Pilek&lt;br /&gt;Siapkan bawang merah yang diparut lalu tapelkan ditengkuk leher dan ubun-ubun anak yang sebelumnya diolesi minyak kayu putih, beri juga minuman yang hangat, jemur di matahari pagi dibawah jam 9 pagi, panaskan bagian dada dan punggung anak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Mata bintitan&lt;br /&gt;Ambil getah dari batang tanaman patikan kebo atau getah dari batang pohon meniran, tempelkan sedikit pada kapas, lalu oleskan pada bagian bintitnya sedikit saja jangan sampai terkena mata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Mata merah&lt;br /&gt;Taruh 3 lembar daun sirih yang sudah dicuci bersih pada wadah mangkok, seduh dengan air panas, setelah dingin, kedip-kedipkan mata dalam air tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sariawan&lt;br /&gt;Ambil sebuah tomat matang, seduh dengan air panas dan kupas kulitnya, haluskan tomat tersebut dengan sendok, saring dan tambahkan sedikit gula kemudian diminumkan ke anak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Tak nafsu makan&lt;br /&gt;Biasanya karena cacingan, caranya : bersihkan 1 buah daun jarak pagar, hangatkan sebentar di atas tutup panci, beli olesan minyak kelapa pada daun tersebut dan dipilin, tempelkan daun tersebut di atas pusar anak yang sebelumnya sudah diolesi minyak telon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila usia anak lebih dari 1 tahun coba beri ramuan 1 telapak tangan daun pepaya, 1 ruas jari temu ireng, seruas jari tempe bosokdan sedikit garam, kemudian semua bahan ditumbuk halus, peras dengan kain dan masukkan ke mulut anak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk menambah nafsu makan anak yaitu dengan ramuan 1 ruas jari temulawak, gula merah, air secukupnya dan sedikit garam, kemudian rebus dan saring, minumkan pada anak 1-2 sendok makan sehari.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-7828830979409511677?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/7828830979409511677/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=7828830979409511677' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/7828830979409511677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/7828830979409511677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/2008/08/obat-tradisional-balita-part-2.html' title='Obat tradisional balita part-2'/><author><name>MiNiEza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159250540999778645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGRxKt8dlUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/76lEOjltJRM/S220/Picture(217).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135924502568013530.post-1899230094352447192</id><published>2008-08-01T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T21:43:58.120-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berita'/><title type='text'>Rekaman pembicaraan terakhir tragedi Adam Air</title><content type='html'>Sungguh merinding mendengar rekaman ini, terlepas entah ini benar atau tidak setidaknya kita dapat mengingat hidup dan mati adalah kehendakNya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berikut ini adalah rekaman pembicaraan terakhir tragedi pesawat terbang ADAM AIR sebelum kecelakaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Format : MP3&lt;br /&gt;Length : 5:38 mins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SI1IN1Z0YsI/AAAAAAAAAIg/MQTIqaWoIYo/s200/Picture(95).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227914144957883074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanggal 27 Juli 2008 adalah hari ulang tahun Gibran ke-2.  Dengan ditemani nasi kuning, kue black forest dan balon Gibran meniup lilin, dia sangat menikmati acara tiup lilin meskipun pada awalnya dia takut melihat nyala lilin.  Tidak cukup cuma sekali Gibran melakukan acara tiup lilin sampai kuenya sudah dipotong-potong dan tinggal setengahnya dia masih minta lilinnya dinyalakan, pokoknya sampe lilinnya sudah nggak berbentuk lagi, ah senangnya Gibranku, selamat ulang tahun ya nak semoga panjang umur dan sehat selalu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-4058202256858853596?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/4058202256858853596/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=4058202256858853596' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/4058202256858853596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/4058202256858853596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/2008/07/selamat-ulang-tahun-gibran.html' title='Selamat Ulang Tahun Gibran...'/><author><name>MiNiEza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159250540999778645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGRxKt8dlUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/76lEOjltJRM/S220/Picture(217).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SI1IN1Z0YsI/AAAAAAAAAIg/MQTIqaWoIYo/s72-c/Picture(95).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135924502568013530.post-1594400693736438268</id><published>2008-07-22T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T21:36:41.400-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cerita'/><title type='text'>Cerita Hari Esok</title><content type='html'>"Aku ingin mencintaimu dengan sederhana, seperti kata yang tak sempat diucapkan kayu kepada api yang menjadikannya abu, aku ingin mencintaimu dengan sederhana seperti isyarat yang tak sempat dikirimkan awan kepada hujan yang menjadikannya tiada...."(Kahlil Gibran).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entah mengapa sederetan kata-kata bijak ini sangat berkesan dalam hatiku.  Begitu indahnya cinta dalam balutan kesederhanaan tanpa pernah berharap ada yang tahu bahwa aku mencintaimu, meskipun cinta itu membuat ku menderita, perih dan pedih membekas dalam ingatan dan tak lekang oleh waktu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cintaku padamu adalah asa yang tak kan pernah terwujud karena hari ini dan seterusnya cintaku telah hilang.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-1594400693736438268?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/1594400693736438268/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=1594400693736438268' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/1594400693736438268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/1594400693736438268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/2008/07/cerita-hari-esok.html' title='Cerita Hari Esok'/><author><name>MiNiEza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159250540999778645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGRxKt8dlUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/76lEOjltJRM/S220/Picture(217).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135924502568013530.post-2771826718283499251</id><published>2008-07-20T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:07:20.948-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gibran'/><title type='text'>Bing Tanah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SIQYoo8PCbI/AAAAAAAAAHs/oj-ALFoRlZU/s1600-h/Picture(97).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SIQYoo8PCbI/AAAAAAAAAHs/oj-ALFoRlZU/s200/Picture(97).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225328554120513970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entah apa yang ada dalam benak anakku dia begitu menyukai mobil pengeruk tanah yang biasa disebutnya bing tanah.  Awalnya dia mendapat kado baju bergambar mobil-mobil proyek wah senangnya dia setiap hari maunya pake baju itu terus, sampe tetangga bilang wah Gibran bajunya gak ganti-ganti.  Aku jadi giat berburu baju gambar bing tanah, dapatlah beberapa baju yang bergambar bing tanah dan yang agak mirip juga ada.  Pokoknya Gibran gak mau pake baju selain baju bing tanah.  Kadang dia berdiri di dekat jemuran bajunya sambil senyum-senyum memandang baju bing tanahnya goyang-goyang ditiup angin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kata orang, anak laki memang sukanya main mobil-mobilan, ya begitulah Gibran dari mobil  bis, mobil box, mobil strada, mobil sedan dan terakhir ini bing tanah, untungnya lagi sepupunya yang punya bing tanah mau memberikan mobilannya buat Gibran wah senang sekali dia sampe dibawa-bawa tidur. Oh bing tanah sudah buat heboh ibunya Gibran hunting mobil-mobilan....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-2771826718283499251?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/2771826718283499251/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=2771826718283499251' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/2771826718283499251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/2771826718283499251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/2008/07/bing-tanah.html' title='Bing Tanah'/><author><name>MiNiEza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159250540999778645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGRxKt8dlUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/76lEOjltJRM/S220/Picture(217).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SIQYoo8PCbI/AAAAAAAAAHs/oj-ALFoRlZU/s72-c/Picture(97).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135924502568013530.post-5166164292833377109</id><published>2008-07-17T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T21:38:29.933-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cerita'/><title type='text'>Pendopo Oh Pendopo</title><content type='html'>Aku lahir di kota kecil penghasil minyak Pendopo namanya, sebuah nama kota yang unik, letaknya di Kecamatan Talang Ubi, Kabupaten Muara Enim, Propinsi Sumatera Selatan.  Nama Pendopo sering menjadi pertanyaan sewaktu aku pindah ke Lampung, memang sulit dijelaskan karena dulu tidak ada di peta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pendopo menyimpan sejuta kenangan mulai dari TK Wijaya Kesuma, SD Dwi YPP dan SMP YPP selanjutnya hijrah ke Lampung.  Tempat jajan ada toko roti Aan, warung buk Poyo, Warung Lek Gedek, Sate Pak Bunder, Mau nonton filem dan berenang di pesos, arsendora, jalan muter-muter ke abab, nonton bola kaki di abab buntu, jalan ke talang kerangan, talang gudang, belakang gereja sambil nikmati danau pak lubis atau mejeng ke talang ubi, sekalian lihat lapangan gelora dan sanggar pramuka tempat latihan pramuka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makanan favorit waktu sekolah jajan pempek panggang, miso, es serut di samping SD, itu memang jajanan yang ueenak tenan, sekarang masih ada nggak ya. Jadi ingat guru-guruku waktu SD dulu ada Bu Sam, Bu Maryam, Bu Neilda, Pak Rasyid, Pak Zaini dll Guru SMP ku ada Pak Nardi, Pak Yon yang sok imut, Bu Mul de el el deh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pokoknya Pendopo punya sejuta kenangan....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-5166164292833377109?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/5166164292833377109/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=5166164292833377109' title='1 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/5166164292833377109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/5166164292833377109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/2008/07/pendopo-oh-pendopo.html' title='Pendopo Oh Pendopo'/><author><name>MiNiEza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159250540999778645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGRxKt8dlUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/76lEOjltJRM/S220/Picture(217).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135924502568013530.post-1152123797852973114</id><published>2008-07-08T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:07:21.122-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cerita'/><title type='text'>Libur Telah Tiba</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SHQqp60FagI/AAAAAAAAAFM/oFT2JtDphs4/s1600-h/100_5065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SHQqp60FagI/AAAAAAAAAFM/oFT2JtDphs4/s200/100_5065.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220844767679965698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Libur telah tiba, libur telah tiba horee... horee...horee", itulah sekilas lagunya Tasya yang bergembira menyambut datangnya libur.  Demikian juga yang dirasakan seluruh anak-anak sekolah, libur sekolah adalah hari yang dinanti, sudah banyak rencana di benak yang ingin diwujudkan di liburan nanti, ada yang berlibur ke kota, ke tempat hiburan, pokoknya intinya bersenang-senang, apalagi jika didukung oleh kondisi keuangan orang tua yang cukup, yang pastinya akan menjamin perjalanan liburan semakin menyenangkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimana jika kondisi keuangan tidak mendukung haruskah kita tidak dapat menikmati arti dari sebuah liburan?  Tentu saja tidak jawabnya, walau bagaimanapun caranya libur tetap harus dinikmati apalagi ini liburan sekolah, masa liburan sekolah adalah masa yang paling menyenangkan bagi masa kanak-kanak.  Yang terlintas dalam benak kita masa kanak-kanak adalah masa bermain, masa bersenang-senang dan tak pernah tahu susahnya orang tua mencari nafkah, walaupun sebagian anak-anak ada yang menyadarinya, tapi kebanyakan yang dikerjakan anak-anak untuk menghabiskan waktu luangnya adalah dengan bermain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebuah stasiun TV menyiarkan kegiatan anak pinggiran kota berlibur.  Dengan segala keterbatasan anak-anak tetap menikmati liburan, banyak permainan murah meriah yang masih bisa dilakukan seperti sepak bola, gobak sodor, perang-perangan, dll masih banyak lagi.  Ini semua tergantung kreativitas anak bagaimana memanfaatkan keterbatasan fasilitas sehingga masih bisa menikmati liburan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hal seperti inilah yang patut didukung, bagaimana menumbuhkembangkan kreativitas pada diri anak.  Kreativitas biasanya tidak datang dengan sendiri harus ada hal yang memicu.  Disinilah tugas orang tua dan guru bagaimana menumbuhkan kreativitas anak.  Dimulailah dari kegiatan di rumah, intinya bagaimana orang tua membimbing selain lingkungan yang juga turut berperan pada perkembangan anak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-1152123797852973114?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/1152123797852973114/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=1152123797852973114' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/1152123797852973114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/1152123797852973114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/2008/07/libur-telah-tiba.html' title='Libur Telah Tiba'/><author><name>MiNiEza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159250540999778645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGRxKt8dlUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/76lEOjltJRM/S220/Picture(217).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SHQqp60FagI/AAAAAAAAAFM/oFT2JtDphs4/s72-c/100_5065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135924502568013530.post-1624476953439556376</id><published>2008-06-26T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:07:21.272-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gibran'/><title type='text'>Gibran pakai sandal jepit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SH1xpdrKeaI/AAAAAAAAAHk/DJaDqa-orm8/s1600-h/thongs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SH1xpdrKeaI/AAAAAAAAAHk/DJaDqa-orm8/s200/thongs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223456099973888418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sewaktu Gibran kecilku berumur 1,5 tahun, ia belajar memakai sandal jepit aduh lucu sekali.  Selama ini dia memakai sepatu sandal, ketika sandal Zaki, sepupunya ketinggalan Gibran ngotot pengen pakai sandal jepit walaupun dia gak bisa. Dipaksanya kakinya memasuki sandal walaupun kadang jarinya salah masuk, tapi dia senang sekali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika kedua pasang sandal telah melekat di kakinya dia berusaha jalan, wah Gibran jalan gaya robot, dan kaku sekali, dia jalan sangat hati-hati karena takut sandalnya lepas.  Ketika teman-temannya berlari dia juga pengen berlari dilepasnya sandalnya dan dia ikutan lari, karena jika dia masih memakai sandal pasti dia tidak bisa lari dan kaku sekali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setiap hari, setiap diajak keluar rumah Gibran maunya pakai sandal jepit aja, dan lucunya dia belum bisa memakai sandal sendiri.  Setiap dibantu pakai sandal jepit kadang aku menyuruh memasukkan kakinya dengan berkata "terus-terus maju" kayak parkir mobil saja dan dia menjawab "terus-terus" juga,  he..he.. lucu sekali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai sekarang dia masih memilih lebih baik pakai sandal jepit daripada sepatu sandalnya, dan jalannya juga masih lucu, kaku he...he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-1624476953439556376?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/1624476953439556376/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=1624476953439556376' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/1624476953439556376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/1624476953439556376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/2008/06/gibran-pakai-sandal-jepit.html' title='Gibran pakai sandal jepit'/><author><name>MiNiEza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159250540999778645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGRxKt8dlUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/76lEOjltJRM/S220/Picture(217).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SH1xpdrKeaI/AAAAAAAAAHk/DJaDqa-orm8/s72-c/thongs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135924502568013530.post-2265869042073186322</id><published>2008-06-25T21:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:07:21.411-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gibran'/><title type='text'>Mutiara Kata Kahlil Gibran</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGMi0JPuKpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/grrzl8Ialwc/s1600-h/gibran.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGMi0JPuKpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/grrzl8Ialwc/s200/gibran.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216051072655567506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...pabila cinta memanggilmu... ikutilah dia walau jalannya berliku-liku... Dan, pabila sayapnya merangkummu... pasrahlah serta menyerah, walau pedang tersembunyi di sela sayap itu melukaimu..." (Kahlil Gibran)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jika manusia kehilangan sahabatnya, dia akan melihat sekitarnya dan akan melihat sahabat-sahabatnya datang dan menghiburnya.... Akan tetapi apabila hati manusia kehilangan kedamaiannya, dimanakah dia akan menemukannya, bagaimanakah dia akan bisa memperolehnya kembali?" (Kahlil Gibran)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...kuhancurkan tulang-tulangku, tetapi aku tidak membuangnya sampai aku mendengar suara cinta memanggilku dan melihat jiwaku siap untuk berpetualang" (Kahlil Gibran)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tubuh mempunyai keinginan yang tidak kita ketahui. Mereka dipisahkan karena alasan duniawi dan dipisahkan di ujung bumi. Namun jiwa tetap ada di tangan cinta...terus hidup...sampai kematian datang dan menyeret mereka kepada Tuhan..." (Kahlil Gibran)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jangan menangis kekasihku.... Janganlah menangis dan berbahagialah, karena kita diikat bersama dalam cinta. Hanya dengan cinta yang indah... kita dapat bertahan terhadap derita kemiskinan, pahitnya kesedihan, dan duka perpisahan" (Kahlil Gibran)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aku ingin mencintaimu dengan sederhana... seperti kata yang tak sempat diucapkan kayu kepada api yang menjadikannya abu... Aku ingin mencintaimu dengan sederhana... seperti isyarat yang tak sempat dikirimkan awan kepada hujan yang menjadikannya tiada..." (Kahlil Gibran)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jika cinta tidak dapat mengembalikan engkau kepadaku dalam kehidupan ini...pastilah cinta akan menyatukan kita dalam kehidupan yang akan datang" (Kahlil Gibran)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Setetes air mata menyatukanku dengan mereka yang patah hati, seulas senyum menjadi sebuah tanda kebahagiaanku dlam keberadaan... Aku merasa lebih baik jika aku mati dalam hasrta dan kerinduan...daripada jika aku hidup menjemukan dan putis asa" (Kahlil Gibran)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Apa yang telah kucintai laksana seorang anak kini tak henti-hentinya aku mencintai... Dan, Apa yang kucintai kini... akan kucintai sampai akhir hidupku, karena cinta ialah semua yang dapat kucapai... dan tak ada yang akan mencabut diriku daripadanya" (Kahlil Gibran)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kemarin aku sendirian di dunia ini kekasih, dan kesendirianku... sebengis kematian... Kemarin diriku adalah sepatah kata yang tak bersuara... di dalam pikiran malam. Hari ini... aku menjelma menjadi sebuah nyanyian menyenangkan di atas lidah hari. Dan ini berlangsung dalam semenit dari sang waktu yang melahirkan sekilasan pandang, sepatah kata, sebuah desakan dan... sekecup ciuman" (Kahlil Gibran)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kemarilah, kekasihku, kemarilah Layla dan jangan tinggalkan aku. Kehidupan lebih lemah daripada kematian, tetapi kematian lebih lemah daripada cinta... Engkau telah membebaskanku, Layla, dari siksaan gelak tawa dan pahitnya anggur itu. Izinkan aku mencium tanganmu, tangan yang telah memutuskan rantai-rantaiku. Ciumlah bibirku, ciumlah bibir yang telah mencoba untuk membohongi dan yang telah menyelimuti rahasia-rahasia hatiku. Tutuplah mataku yang meredup ini dengan jari-jemarimu yang berlumuran darah. Ketika jiwaku melayang ke angkasa, taruhlah pisau itu di tangan kananku dan katakan pada mereka bahwa aku telah bunuh diri karena putus asa dan cemburu, aku hanya mencintaimu, Layla dan bukan yang lain, aku berpikir bahwa lebih baik bagiku untuik mengorbankan hatiku, kebahagiaanku, kehidupanku daripada melarikan diri bersamamu pada malam pernikahanmu. Ciumlah aku, kekasih jiwaku... sebelum orang-orang melihat tubuhku... Ciumlah aku... ciumlah Layla..." (Kahlil Gibran)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-2265869042073186322?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/2265869042073186322/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=2265869042073186322' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/2265869042073186322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/2265869042073186322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/2008/06/mutiara-kata-kahlil-gibran.html' title='Mutiara Kata Kahlil Gibran'/><author><name>MiNiEza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159250540999778645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGRxKt8dlUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/76lEOjltJRM/S220/Picture(217).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGMi0JPuKpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/grrzl8Ialwc/s72-c/gibran.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135924502568013530.post-3793891401163534285</id><published>2008-06-25T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:07:21.530-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cerita'/><title type='text'>Mungkin Ayah Lupa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGMk8v37WhI/AAAAAAAAADY/lmJUCbYTUEo/s1600-h/1142184_2b919189b0_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGMk8v37WhI/AAAAAAAAADY/lmJUCbYTUEo/s200/1142184_2b919189b0_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216053419486960146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagi ini jam wekerku menjerit menyuruh aku bangun, segera aku berlari mengambil handuk dan mengguyur badan dengan segayung air dingin, hemm.. segar sekali rasanya, hilang sudah rasa kantuk di mata, terbayang pe-er yang belum selesai aku kerjakan semalam telah menanti. Kupakai seragamku dan sepatu bututku, kumasukkan buku pelajaran ke tas tuaku yang ujungnya sudah robek, ah aku harus segera berangkat. Sambil berjalan menuju meja makan aku melirik ke kamar ayahku aku melihat ayah masih pulas terlelap sambil mengorok, kasihan ayah pasti dia tidur subuh lagi, kulihat di meja kerjanya masih menumpuk beberapa file kerjaannya yang belum terselesaikan. Aku tahu ibu telah menyiapkan sarapan untukku, sepiring nasi goreng dengan telor mata sapi dan segelas susu coklat kesukaanku, hemmm nyam-nyam aku menikmati sarapan pagi bersama ibuku, sambil menemani makan aku dengar wejangan- wejangan yang ibu berikan pada hari ini, sarapannya dihabiskan ya nak, jangan jajan sembarangan nanti sakit perut, nanti kalo sudah selesai sekolah cepat pulang ya, jangan keluyuran dulu, sekarang lagi musim hujan nanti kamu kehujanan dan sakit, ingat ya. Kuiyakan saja semua nasehat ibu sambil sekali-kali kuseruput susu coklat yang masih hangat. Selesai sarapan aku segera berangkat, kucium tangan ibu dan mengantarku sampai ke teras. Dengan bangga dia melambaikan tangannya melepas kepergianku ke sekolah, anakku sudah besar sekarang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azan maghrib telah berkumandang, segera ibu menyuruhku sholat berjamaah dengannya, setelah sholat kami makan malam bersama menikmati sayur asem dan ikan goreng yang nikmat, sayang ayah belum pulang kerja, kalau ayah ada betapa tambah nikmatnya santap malam ini, tapi ya sudahlah ayah memang pekerja keras dia sangat sibuk dengan targetnya dia ingin mencukupi semua kebutuhan kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biasanya ayah pulang kerja jika hari telah larut malam, aku bangga dengan kerja keras ayah, aku merasa andai sehari bisa lebih dari 24 jam mungkin ayah tidak harus pulang larut setiap malam. Dan mungkin juga ayah masih punya waktu bermain denganku, atau menemaniku mengerjakan pe-er, tapi ya sudahlah aku masih punya ibu yang setia menemaniku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besok adalah hari Minggu, Fadli teman sebangkuku bercerita kalo besok dia bersama kedua orang tuanya mau ke pantai, aku pengen berenang dengan ayah, ayahku hebat dia bisa menyelam di laut aku pengen seperti dia, nanti kalo aku bisa kamu aku ajari ya, kata Fadli kepadaku dengan bangga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuceritakan semua ini kepada ibu, akupun merengek minta diajari berenang dengan ayah kepada ibu, nak ayahmu sedang sibuk kerja, nanti kalo ayah sudah nggak sibuk kita ajak ayah berenang ya. Aku cuma merenung kapan ya ayah nggak sibuk, pulang kerja selalu larut malam kadang sampai subuh dengan alasan ada proposal yang harus diselesaikan pagi ini juga karena ayah harus mengajukannya pagi ini, terkadang hari libur pun ayah masih bekerja, aku kesal kenapa ayah selalu bekerja dan bekerja kapan ayah libur? Bukannya tanggal merah di kalender itu adalah hari libur, karena hari minggu adalah tanggal merah dan aku juga libur sekolah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibuku tahu apa yang sedang aku pikirkan, ya sudah nak besok kita jalan ke toko buku aja ya, nanti kita cari buku komik yang bagus. Ibu membujukku dan berusaha menghiburku, nanti kalau ayah tidak sibuk lagi pasti ayah mau mengajari kamu berenang, begitulah ibu dia selalu membujukku agar aku tenang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-3793891401163534285?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/3793891401163534285/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=3793891401163534285' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/3793891401163534285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/3793891401163534285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/2008/06/mungkin-ayah-lupa.html' title='Mungkin Ayah Lupa'/><author><name>MiNiEza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159250540999778645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGRxKt8dlUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/76lEOjltJRM/S220/Picture(217).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGMk8v37WhI/AAAAAAAAADY/lmJUCbYTUEo/s72-c/1142184_2b919189b0_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135924502568013530.post-4198039083054024444</id><published>2008-06-24T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:07:22.454-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tips'/><title type='text'>Obat tradisional balita</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGMM8Fn4zJI/AAAAAAAAACo/2UIPL0Xa7C4/s1600-h/belimbing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGMM8Fn4zJI/AAAAAAAAACo/2UIPL0Xa7C4/s200/belimbing.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216027019866328210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini berdasarkan pengalamanku, buat yang punya balita siapa tau ada manfaatnya tips berikut ini:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Demam&lt;br /&gt;Untuk kompresan ambil beberapa buah belimbing wuluh/belimbing sayur dan beberapa buah bawang merah, kemudian diremas-remas sampai keluar air, campuran ini diusapkan di kepala, ketiak dan selangkangan, mudah-mudahan panasnya segera turun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Perut kembung&lt;br /&gt;Bawang merah dihancurkan ditambah minyak telon kemudian di usapkan di punggung, dada dan perut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Digigit tawon atau serangga&lt;br /&gt;Ambil beberapa helai kelopak bunga kemudian diremas-remas dan ditempelkan di bagian yang digigit tawon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Menghilangkan bekas gigitan nyamuk dikulit&lt;br /&gt;Bila kulit digigit nyamuk biasanya meninggalkan bekas, biar tidak terjadi sebaiknya kulit segera dioles dengan sedikit kapur sirih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Balita hidung tersumbat / pilek&lt;br /&gt;Hancurkan gambir dengan sedikit air, oleskan sedikit gambir di dekat hidung bagian atas dan hati-hati jangan sampai terkena mata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Masuk angin&lt;br /&gt;Pijat badan balita dengan minyak kayu putih, biar badannya hangat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Kepala kena benturan&lt;br /&gt;Secepatnya dioles dengan arak china agar tidak membengkak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mimisan&lt;br /&gt;Daun sirih dimasukkan ke lubang hidung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Menyuburkan rambut&lt;br /&gt;Daging dari tanaman lidah buaya dioles di kepala biarkan beberapa menit kemudian keramas dengan shampoo, lakukan sesering mungkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Gatal karena biang keringat&lt;br /&gt;Tepung kanji / sagu digongseng  sampai kering kemudian dibedaki di badan yang terkena biang keringat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bibir Sariawan&lt;br /&gt;Oles bibir balita dengan madu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Membersihkan kerak di kulit kepala&lt;br /&gt;Dibersihkan dengan kapas yang sudah dioles dengan baby oil&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1135924502568013530-4198039083054024444?l=catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/feeds/4198039083054024444/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1135924502568013530&amp;postID=4198039083054024444' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/4198039083054024444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1135924502568013530/posts/default/4198039083054024444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catatankecil-minieza.blogspot.com/2008/06/obat-tradisional-balita.html' title='Obat tradisional balita'/><author><name>MiNiEza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07159250540999778645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGRxKt8dlUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/76lEOjltJRM/S220/Picture(217).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux54En7OSNA/SGMM8Fn4zJI/AAAAAAAAACo/2UIPL0Xa7C4/s72-c/belimbing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
