Celebrity Culture

Mom came across an interesting article titled “Posh, Becks ‘bad example for kids'” and said that I should read it. (a similar one from the Guardian UK)

The article started by ‘LONDON: David and Victoria Beckham are the leading icons in a damaging celebrity culture that encourages children to believe they can become rich and successful without working hard at school, teachers warn. Pupils who dream of being pop stars and footballers are neglecting their studies and emulating the worst excesses of their idol’s language, behaviour and raunchy clothing, they claimed.’

It also stated that ‘Members who responded to the survey warn that a growing celebrity culture is contributing to underage drinking and anti-social behaviour, because some teen idols are foul-mouthed and yobbish. They also say provocative behaviour by scantily clad celebrities is increasingly robbing young girls of their innocence.’

The findings were released as members of the Association of Teachers and Lecturers prepare to gather for their annual conference. The findings did not suprise me at all since both of my parents and Allahyarham Prof Muhammad Al-Mahdi had be warning me and my siblings about all these problems (and more) all the time. Prof Muhammad‘s favourite example was Christina Aguilera but I can’t remember other names since I’m not familiar with pop/film stars. When I asked Prof who she is, he said that it is better if I do not know who she is. And after I saw her on TV not very long ago, I understood what he meant.

Reading the article, first I have to ask mum who are Posh, Becks, David and Victoria Beckham. Weird? Not for me because there are more important people worth to be admired like William Shakespeare, Charles Dickens, A Samad Said (Pak Samad), Usman Awang and of course Awang Goneng (Uncle Awang Goneng Siput?). Mum ‘introduced me to Charles Dickens, William Shakespeare and Usman Awang. Even Pak Samad too adviced me to read Usman Awang’s works (refer to Launching of Gemuruh Alam At RA Gallery). Mum stressed that even though I do not fancy literature, I have to know the works of at least a few famous writers (not only Enid Blyton who is my favourite) and I ended up enjoying their works.

My parents are not ‘old fashioned’, out of date or against modern civilisation. We started to use the computer since we were one year old but there are rules of what can/cannot be done on computer. The same goes to the internet. We sing and watch TV but we have to be smart in choosing the programs. We enjoy singing nursery ryhmes and songs with good messages such as nasheeds in both English and Malay. We do not watch Akademi Fantasia, American Idols, Gang Stars and those kind of reality shows (refer to A Trip To Taiping), Mr Bean, Senario, High School Musical and some others. But there are movies that we can watch and sometimes dad would even use the projector to make the movies more enjoyable. Dad once took us to a cinema (MBO Cineplex) to watch Shrek The Third and we really enjoyed ourselves especially eating the popcorns!

Dad introduced us to the beauty of poem readings and I love the way Pak Samad and Prof Rahman Shaari reading sajak (a type of Malay poem) Book reading is also beautiful; I even tried it once at Yang Mulia Raja Ahmad’s RA Gallery (refer to Launching of Gemuruh Alam at RA Gallery). I only wish that I’ll be good enough to read sajak one day.

Alhamdulillah my siblings and I do not adore or fancy celebrities and having them as our role models is the last thing that we want; even for the fact that we enjoy Yusof Islam’s songs. Of course I’ve heard of Siti Nurhaliza and Mawi but I do not know any of their songs or recognise their voice if I heard one. I pray to Allah to protect us from all these influences and guide us to the right path, Insya Allah.

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Happy Father’s Day

28/04/2008 - At PPUKM visiting my grandfather.

Happy Father’s Day! My Father is one of the greatest people in my life. He is hardworking, very strict; but most of the time he is fun to be with. He took us on trips. We even went to the USA twice! We went there for more than two weeks on the first trip and for the second time for almost a month. He took us to all kinds of interesting places. He also took us to Indonesia and Singapore. He also took us to restaurants, parks, bike rides and all kinds of interesting activities.

He is also funny. He would tickle us and play with us. He also taught us computer… all kinds of computer software like the Microsoft office. He would always make sure that we perform our prayers, read the Qur’an and also remind us to be good Khalifahs of Allah. But unfortunately he is not a good cook. He can only cook maggi. 🙂

Abah, WE LOVE YOU VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY MUCH.

Ahmad Ali

Ahmad Ali is my five years old little brother. He is a wonderful boy. He will be starting his own blog soon. He kept begging and begging my father everyday to start his own blog. As you might be wondering who he is, let me tell you a few things about him…

He can sing and understand The Alphabet song when he was two. He can also point the ABC’s while singing it. When he was three, he started to read and by the end of the year, he can already read simple texts such as a 1st Grade textbook. He started to write stories last year and they are getting better and better everyday.

He is not only good in writing but also in computers. He can set up a powerpoint presentation full of animations with a few different videos playing all at once when he was just three. When I saw him, I was stunned. Even I (at the time eleven years old) could not do what he is doing. My father thought that it was a coincidence but when he asked him to switch it off and start all over again, he can finish it quickly.

Two years ago when we went to USA, we visited one of my father’s friend in Ohio, Uncle Arif. When he saw Ali making a powerpoint presentation full with animations, he exclaimed, “He is a computer wizard!” And that is just who he is. By the way, speaking of Uncle Arif reminds me of Aunty Huda’s sushi. It was the tastiest in the world. I can still taste it and I wish I can have more.