Hi everyone! Here's are my project on using apps that have Augmented Reality.

Augmented reality (AR) is a technology that lets people superimpose digital content (images, sounds, text) over a real-world environment.

Using this app, we can turn the digital content into reality like a fire truck in a colouring book can turn into a real one. Let's check it out!

1. Quiver application

2. Arloopa application

Everyone celebrates their Eid with families. But I guess not everyone due to MCO. I have an international friend staying here, Malaysia and she celebrated Eid here, with her children, without her husband beside her. 

But after all, we have to be thankful to get the chance to celebrate. Even with our own, with no family members around. Because Eid is the celebration for the Muslim's fasting struggles. It should be celebrated even just a small and simple celebration. Just with the sunnah will be fine too.

This year, I am thankful to be able to celebrate Eid with my mother, father, and some of my siblings. Even though we weren't enjoying such a lavish feast as previously, just having a complete meal for breakfast meant so much to me.

Just a day before Eid I got surprised by my friend studying overseas. She sent me a wonderful cake just to congratulate my family and me to celebrate Eid the next day. What a pretty soul of her, who kept reminding on appreciating people around her even she is miles away from them.

Have you ever heard about "Nearpod"?Secondly, if teachers are too tired to present in lively, they may just insert voice or audio there about the explanation of that particular slide. They can directly record there or can insert the audio file separately.
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I can claim that the day I got an interview offer for JAKIM's scholarship Bangi was a very blessed and happy day for me. Even though it was just an interview and not a scholarship offer, I knew it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for me to try. This scholarship was different from others because we had to be evaluated on remembering 30 juz of the Quran.

What worried me the most was that I had just received the offer, and the date was just a week away!  I'm very afraid if I'm unable to prepare mentally and memorisation very well. However, I should not have spent days thinking about it because the hard truth is that it was a complete waste of time.

The days ticked by. Unfortunately, I did not have much time to plan because a week was not enough for me. Inside and out, I'm shaking. When I can't push myself any more, all I do is zone out. But then there was one day when my mother noticed her daughter's strange behaviour, like locking herself in her room all the time, and she questioned. "Do you put too much faith in your own abilities for this interview?" I remained quiet and just nodded. "You know, depending on your own efforts won't ever guarantee your success because all that happens in this dunya is due to His will," she continued.

I stared her back, looking directly in her eyes. I was on the verge of crying, but I managed to hold it back. I just realised how, after all of this planning, I forgot to depend on Him. From her words I got to know why this week was such a disaster for me. All of this happened because I forgot about Him and used the wrong intention.

When there were only three days before my interview, I couldn't completely relax, but my mother and father always advised me to keep solawat at all times. I admit that my preparation was insufficient, but I simply tawakkal and leave the rest to Him, while continuing to reinforce the pages that I had memorised.

And now the time had come. My brother and I went there. I saw other candidates forming a line to register. I began reciting the selawat to the Prophet S.A.W. I met some of my classmates, but we didn't talk much because everyone was busy with their  last preparation.

I was assigned number 9 for my turn, and I had to wait for almost 5 hours. Even though it was a long wait, the 5 hour wait was full of miracles and blessings for me. The selawat really brings me an outstanding experience. At that times.  I couldn't concentrate on revising the pages I'd memorised while waiting in the waiting room, so I kept selawat. Out of blue,  I saw a message pop up from my screen's phone .  It was my friend who settled her turn for the interview. She shared her questions with me.  I'm so happy to know her questions so I can examine the questions' styles. I try to go over all of her questions again. When it was my turn, I forced myself to enter the interview calmly.

What surprised me the most was that one of the questions I was asked was identical to one that my friend had answered. All glory to Him. I was on the verge of crying grateful tears in front of the panels, but thank God it didn't happen. Imagine how Allah allowed me to get the exact verses that my friend got among the thousands of verses in the entire Quran. I'm convinced it was the miracle of Solawat because that was the only thing I couldn't stop reciting from the registration counter to the interview room.

So, if you are not trusting in yourself to face things that might be difficult for you, trust me to do these three things.

1. Don't give up even though you're exhausted.

Just fight to the limit of your abilities. Even if you're exhausted, keep trying, even if it's the smallest effort compared to your previous efforts. Just keep moving forward.

3. Solawat. 

Selawat all the time, every second, every steps you walk and don't stop. Just recite it like crazy till your matters  settled. Trust me.  There's a big miracle behind  the solawat. 

Assalamualaikum everyone! 

Despite having a cramp while typing the notes for presentation in PowerPoint, why don't you let the PowerPoint itself do all the typing work for you?

If you want to know more, let's check it out in my video!

So here's the link.

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1J7N-vt6Ac2SnbBRZaySshDQ6xg6wTFDz/view?usp=sharing

Today is the second day of Ramadhan, the month of blessings. I'd like to tell you about my first Ramadhan day. Alhamdulillah, everything went smoothly from sahur to tarawih. 

I'm thankful for the opportunity to sahur with my family because I believe that not everyone in the world has been provided with the opportunity to eat well and have dishes prepared on the table. All glory to Him.

All was ready for Subuh prayer after sahur was settled. After that, we all went back to our regular routines. My brothers are on their way to the office. My mother was busy sewing Eid clothing, and my father was constantly reciting the Quran. What a fantastic Ramadhan vibe to behold.

We all get together at night to iftor. We prepare to go to the mosque for Isyak and Tarawih prayers after we have completed Maghrib prayer. As I reached the mosque, I saw there were a large number of people waiting in line to write their names and have their temperatures scanned as part of the SOP protocol.

Muslims must believe and take advantage of this opportunity to purify our hearts and let go of our sins in order to become better Muslims in the future.

Ramadhan kareen everyone. ❤️

As counting down the days before Ramadhan, I was reminded of my childhood Ramadhan memories. All honour and glory to God. For Muslims, Ramadhan is similar to a real feast, where we can find peace. My parents used to take me and my family to the Masjid Kulim to perform tarawih every night when I was a child. There are a lot of people I meet there. As a result, every time after iftar, I will pack up some of kuih that my mom made. We used to have a tradition to make a traditional kuih every day before iftar like buah melaka, karipap Arab as our dessert.

While remembering those memories, I recall one night when I was with my friends on the Masjid's level 2 balcony. There, we were all playing hide and seek. (Though I know we should be praying Tarawih at that time, but we were just kids.) Kids are supposed to be playing all the time, right? One of my friends yelled for us to look at something when we were playing. We dashed over to him and gathered to see what he was up to.

There was a bright moon in the sky. Not just any white, but a massive pure white that makes us look like a tiny creature from behind. But then, it quickly becomes strange. The colour gradually changes to an orange-reddish hue. It also seems to be frightening. One of my mates began to weep shortly after that. She started confessing her wrongdoings, hoping for something I'm not sure about. Perhaps it's just for a sense of relief. As a result of the same thinking with her, we all end up confessing our own sins to each other.

Begging for forgiveness but from the wrong way. Hahaha. We should apologise to the one who had made sin, but instead, we kept confessing to each other. I still remember when one of my friends told me while crying badly, saying that he stole his mom's 20sen to buy popsicles. After hearing that, I'm ended crying too and confess back to him that I stole more than him which is 40 sen just to buy candies. What a bad girl of me. If I can turn back time, I will tell my little me to go join my mom performing tarawih instead of confessing sins to my friends. Haha. It's too shameful to recall back those memories.

And well, time flies too fast. It has been almost 10 years since I moved to another neighbourhood. What makes me sad the most was that it had been 10 years since me being a part with my friends. My tarawih in the new mosque was not the same as in the past. I had not brought any kuih to Tarawih anymore cause everyone here was new to me. And yet I am a grown-up lady now. I just miss all my friends and those memories. I pray that all of them will be granted the greatest blessings during this coming Ramadhan. Even we are being apart, I believe dua's won't separate us.