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Simply something I copied and edited from Prof Dr Muhaya's slides today. We all recited this together during the talk. Let's make it a practice of saying this everyday to motivate ourselves, InsyaAllah =)

Adapted from Optimist Creed by Christian D. Larson, 1912.

I PROMISE MYSELF

1. To be so strong that nothing can disturb my peace of mind.

2. To talk health, happiness and prosperity to every person I meet.

3. To make all my friends feel that there is something in them.

4. To look at the sunny side of everything and make my optimism come true.

5. To wear a cheerful countenance at all times and give every living creature I meet a smile.

6. To give so much time to the improvement of myself that I have no time to criticize others.

7. To be too large for worry, too noble for anger, too strong for fear, and too happy to permit the presence of trouble.

8. To think well of myself and to proclaim this fact to the world, not in loud words but in great deeds.

9. To live in the faith that the whole world is on my side so long as I am true to the best that is in me

I see a few people have quoted "MY INNER WORLD CREATES MY OUTER WORLD" so I won't talk much about that. Personally, I think the talk was great. I hope all Zenithians who came gained as much as (or even more than) I did. If you want a copy of the slides, you can ask from me (Julia) or from anyone who has it.

EDIT: You can download the slides here.

Thank you for your time. Assalamualaikum.

Talk by Dr Muhaya

For those who interested please text your name and matric no to:

013 2002485 (Aishah) or 0137174435 (Aqilah)

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Microb + Parasite + Pharmaco?

I want to share some advice which I read from a Microbiology book :

• To succeed you must first memorize essential concepts and terminology but more important is that you need to understand, think about and analyze what you have learned. 
• The second step to success involves your own learning style. Perhaps the list of how psychologists prioritize the pyramid of learning is a good guide as to how you can retain information.                  

          It states that we remember about:

• 10 % of what we read
• 20% of what we hear
• 30% of what we see
• 50% of what we see and hear    
• 70% of what we discuss with other
• 80% of what we experience personally
• 95% of what we teach other person

• Therefore, you should not just read the book, but you must attend lectures.listen to your tutor explain the material and write down the notes. You should discuss the concepts with other in study group. It is with these interaction that you will not just memorize words but understand the ideas and be able to apply them later throughout your career.

          Hope this piece of advice helps you guys...thanks for reading

Discovered

Refer to Lecture 1 : Intelligence ; Intelligence Case History Study Note
date 29/11/2010

3rd Slide : Case 2
a child was born in USA in 1850s in an educated family
has great difficulty in reading in childhood
difficult enrolled to college and school
later become President of USA
Awarded for Nobel Prize for Peace for establishing League of Nation

He is

THOMAS WOODROW WILSON

detail : http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Woodrow_Wilson

Interview with Zenith’s Y1B1 Distinction Students

Assalamualaikum wbt,


Pub & Info Bureau of Zenith14 has interviewed our two distinction students. In this article, Nur Hanani (H) and Maryam Sakinah (M) share their experience and tips on how to study and excel in exams. Pub & Info expresses the utmost gratitude towards our two friends, who are willing to make time to share with us. May we learn and obtain some benefits from this article, InsyaAllah.



PnI: How did you feel when you first found out you got distinction?

H: I was very surprised when I got to know my result. I feel very thankful to Allah for this great nikmah. Alhamdulillah.

M: The first person to tell me that I got distinction before I knew it was my elder sister. She SMSed me. I don’t know. I felt kinda glad, but of course, more than anything, I was thankful to Allah.

PnI: What is your method of studying?

H:
Concentrate/focus in classes.
Fully understand all the subjects. If not, try to understand it as soon as possible. Don’t procrastinate.
If I have time, I will do pre-reading.
If possible, I will try to memorise important things in all subjects. (I think all are important!)
Try to recall what I had memorised wherever I go, and whenever I have free time.
Don’t be too stressed during studying. Try to relax a bit by doing anything (e.g: watching movies, take a walk)
Love all subjects! Try to take interest in all subjects.

M: Consistent studying. I prefer to take my time while trying to grasp a point and I kinda hate trying to cramp everything at one time. Well, the funny thing is, I get depressed if I don’t study. Don’t ask why. I organise my time i.e. I have allocated time to study, go out, play games, watch movies, do other useful things. But I plan ahead a lot of things: what subjects I study on which day and I follow my plan. But hey, everyone got their own study styles. Doing compilation should suffice.

PnI: Do you have a study group or a study partner? If so, how do you think your study group/partner has helped you in your studies?

H: I don’t have a specific study group or a study partner. Sometimes I study with my roommates. I feel very happy if anyone asks me questions as it can help me too in studying (when I explain to anyone else, I will understand more and memorise quickly, InsyaAllah)

M: Not really, but if I need help, I’d go ask someone. I do have people who I discuss things with before exams though, especially PBQ and compilation.

PnI: Do you think everyone should have a study group?

H: I think everyone should have a study group. I think the best way to study is by reading the books by yourself first, and then you may discuss the subjects that you don’t fully understand with your group members. Even if you understand something, you should check your understanding with others (you may have understood it wrongly). You can study in a group once or twice a week. However, it depends on the individual him/herself.

M: Do my opinion really matter? Heh, you know yourself better.

PnI: What is your strategy for answering MCQ?

H:
Try to answer compilation questions (IMPORTANT)
For every question, try to answer at least 3 out of 5. Don’t leave it blank (if possible).
Don’t ever answer questions which you aren’t sure of its answer.
Think simply when answering MCQ. Don’t ponder over a question for a long time because it can make you doubt yourself. But don’t be careless!

M:
General rule: If a question is too difficult, the answer is true. If you are confused (as in 50-50, not 70-30), don’t answer. If you feel lucky, be confident. C’est la vie. Pray luck be on your side for MCQ.
Note: I will not be held responsible for failures resulting from applying my tips. Good luck is extremely useful, but your efforts are more important than your luck.

PnI: Any other tips or advice for your friends?

H:
During exam period, increase your ibadah and seek help from Allah all the time.
Don’t waste your time on unbeneficial things.
Get blessings from your parents and lecturers. Blessings from them are very important.
Before entering the exam hall, calm yourself by reciting surah Al-Insyirah and other prayer/dua. Avoid being too nervous.

M: Please do your best, no matter what. Because of one thing: you are a Muslim. You should do your best. Raise the standard of the Muslim ummah. You may feel that preclinical studies won’t matter much for your career, but there are reasons why course coordinators put these subjects in your studies. You know, even if you are a janitor, you have to do your best. You have a role to play. Spend time doing things you enjoy but don’t ditch studying. And most importantly, don’t forget to pray, because in the end, it is Allah who decides what you get.



H: That’s all from me I hope my advice and tips will be useful to help all my friends in studying and facing examination. However, the most important thing is blessing from Allah as only Allah can help us. InsyaAllah... =)

M: On a final note, Uhibbukum fillah =)

Pub & Info Bureau also wishes the best of luck to all Zenith members for the upcoming minitest. Please do your best and pray for guidance and help from Allah SWT. Thank you for reading this. Wassalam.

Good Morning Doctor! - Chapter 2 Beans

I put the beans to soak as Mother suggested. Next morning early, before the little folks got up, I tiptoed down to start breakfast. I was half way across the kitchen when I was jerked back in amazement, my eyes bulging at the sight before me.

The Beans!

I had forgotten they would swell. They were all over the place! The kettle, no match for its heaving contents, was almost hidden in a rounding mound of them; the knife drawer of the table had been left open and it, too, was full. On the floor around the table were little piles of the beans that had "dripped" off. Why, I had soaked enough for threshers!

Full of shame at my own ignorance and almost overcome with a desire to scoop up the mess and throw the whole thing out to the chickens, I finally pulled myself together and began scooping up beans. I used the dripping pan, the bread pans, the kettles! Before I was done I had every pan in the house full of beans? For that noon, and several meals after, the Rohlfs had more than plenty to eat although there was a certain monotony to the diet.

If the beans were bad, the eggs were worse.

It was some weeks after we had finished the beans that I, for lack of a better idea, decided on eggs for dinner. I had often seen Mother cook them, breaking each one into a saucer to test its freshness and then slipping it from the saucer into the skillet. To my boyish mind that method had merit but seemed much too slow. I got a big platter and broke to dozen eggs onto it; a labor-saving idea, I figured.

Then carefully I took the brimming platterful over to the stove and poised it above the hot frying pan, ready to slide the eggs in slowly. I tilted the platter ever so little when plot! The whole mess dumped itself! The skillet wasn't big enough. Down its sides and onto the stove ran the eggs, changing as they ran from yolks and whites to stinking char. I grabbed the goose wing from behind the stove and frantically scraped at the smoking stuff; but before I could get it off, the whole house smelled of that bitter odor which simply wrapped itself around everything!

 For days the ghosts of those burned eggs seemed to haunt me; I couldn't open a cupboard door without that whiff of charred eggs fairly wrinkling the inside of my nose.

Good Morning Doctor! - Chapter 1 Hands

Assalamualaikum...
Hi there! I found this great story written by William Rolhf. Its actually The Autobiography of William A. Rohlf, MD Written with Assistance from Dorothy Moeller Adapted for the World Wide Web by Richard Rathe, MD.

Hope you guys can spend some time reading this...=)

There were ten of us, Mother, Father, seven boys, and one girl--and another baby coming. I knew we were a big family, but I didn't realize until that summer when Mother was sick just what it means to care for then people, to feed them and keep them clean, to give them shelter. I had turned twelve in January and as second from the oldest it had been my lot, ever since I had been old enough, to help around the house. So when Mother took to her bed it was only natural that I should take her place as best I could.

I was a husky youngster for my age; so work didn't hurt me. In Davenport where I was born I had done all manner of odd jobs; when the family got so big that Dad couldn't support us pegging shoes and we moved out onto his forty-acre patch, I did my share of field work, weeding onions and cultivating potatoes. We all worked. We had to. But we were happy to make a living, raising most of what we ate and selling enough to buy other necessities.

It was the summer of the seventh year on the farm, when Mother got sick, that I became the hired girl. The three older boys helped Dad in the fields while I stayed at the house, taking care of Mother, looking after the three little boys and the little sister. When I wasn't watching them or getting something for Mother, I was cooking or washing or scrubbing. Yet in all of it there was just one thing I couldn't stand--it wasn't the work--it was having the boys call me Mary.

Now that I look back it sounds funny but it wasn't then.

One wash day, I remember, I had had a worse time than usual. Even though I had put the water on to heat before breakfast, it was dinner time before all the clothes were on the line. Mother called from her room. 

"You better get dinner started, son. Just let that last tubful soak until after you've eaten."

"All right," I answered, trying to sound cheerful.

"Why not stir up a batch of pancakes," she suggested. A good idea I thought; pancakes are quick and filling. So she gave me the directions, with me running to her door after each operation was finished to get directions for the next step. In that way I made many things that summer.

I got the little folks in and started on their meal before Dad and the boys came from the field. When I heard them, I poured out their cakes on the sizzling griddle and was just running the pancake turner around their bubbling edges when a grinning brother popped his head in at the door to inquire, "Pancakes today, Mary?" Ordinarily I might had paid no attention, but that day I was just tired enough to let it bother me.

Turner in hand, blazing mad, I rushed for him; but he turned and with a whoop of glee was founding out toward the barn. Then Dad appeared and the fracas was over almost before it began. Still smoldering, I went back to my pancake griddle and at least had the satisfaction of giving that taunting brother of mine some cakes that were doughy in the middle!

When I finally got the dishes washed and the last tubful of clothes hung up, my hands looked as if they were made of puckered pink sponge. Scrubbing the kitchen floor didn't help their appearance any, so that when I took Mother a drink I wasn't surprised that she looked at them. I grinned and she smiled.

"You've had a pretty hard day, Willie," she said. "Better take it easier tomorrow. You can just as well as not put away the bedding and the overalls and towels and such things without ironing. Then you might soak some beans tonight and have them for dinner tomorrow."

"Sure, I'll soak the beans. But don't you be worrying about what we eat; I'll take care of that. You just rest and get well," I told her.

Taking my puckered, soaked hands in hers she patted them. Then, with a very solemn and strange look on her face, she said slowly, "They are the hands of a helper, son. I hope they will be--ways."

My weariness melted in the glow of that idea--hands of a helper! That's what mine were! Even doing dishes, thereafter, wasn't so hard.

That was more than a half century ago. Today, with most of my life behind me, I look at my hands and wonder if Mother would still say, "Hands of a helper."

to be continued.....