If only I listen to my aunt’s counsel, for sure this won’t happen. At one moment, I sat at the balcony and incidentally remembered about last week’s program at my aunt’s house. My mother decided to send me at Aunty Anne house to spend my holiday’s there. I was so excited because she was really close to me. When I spend my holiday’s there, she can took me to watch a movie or window shopping!

As I reached Aunty Anne’s house, I greet her with a wide smile. She told me that she will celebrate her birthday on the day after tomorrow. Surprised me, she wanted to held a party! Before this, I’m too proud with my culinary skills. I used to bake a cake before. So for my lovable aunty, I volunteered to sponsor a cake special for her birthday. But, she feel doubt on my words. She persuade me to stop my intention because she can only buy the cake outside.

On that evening, I walked to the near supermarket to buy some ingredient for the cake such as flour, berries as the décor on the top of the cake and chocolate powder. I still decided to prepare a chocolate cake as the occasion when main dish is eaten. That’s my plan. When I reached home, I immediately started my plan. I wanted to prepare a perfect cake for her party even she stop me to do so. I’m still stubborn.

The day has come! Many guest started to fully my aunt’s house. They were invited to have a lunch first before my cake can be eaten. An hour later, my cake is brought out to the main table. My entire aunt’s friend surrounds the table. Birthday song was sang and my cake was cut by my aunt.

She announced that the cake was made by me, myself. On that time, I felt very proud of my skills. I’m really excited to wait for my cake can be eaten by them. When the guest started to eat it, I can found some funny expressions on their face. I’m wondering. How can my cake became really tasty until they can express their expressions. Wow! This is unbelievable.

Then it’s my turn to taste my own cake. What?? It’s really salty! Maybe I mistakenly used salt instead of sugar. My aunt told them to stops eat the cake. Some of them are laughing. I’ve never been so embarrassed like this in my whole life! And after the party, I apologized to her for my stubborn attitude.

 

Husna Ashikin, Nur Syazana, Nurul Nabila, Nurul Nabilah, Nadiah. This five student are my bff or widely known as Best Friend Forever.  We can’t be separated easily. We always get through thick and thin together. I also assume them as my sisters. Let me describe them one by one and how I spend the days with them.

Nur Husna Ashikin binti Mohamad Noor. The one who used close to me more than the others. She really understands me. If I have any personal problem, she was the one who will be my counselor. I will cry in front her and that can release my tension towards the problem.  Husna experts in Mathematics subject too. I’m too busy with my co-curiculum so if I can’t understand that typical formula, she’s the one who I can refer to.

Nabilah and Nadiah were close to me before they had to transfer to a boarding school. At first, we were quite sad. But we just can let them go for the sake of their succession. Even we can’t study or back from school like before, we just accept the fate.

I could spend my day with Syazana, Nabila and Husna when we started join an society that organized by PUM. Every Thursday,  we have to open the kiosk that situated in front of the canteen. There, we will share the story that happens along the week. It’s quite fun! While we helping the teacher, we can laughing. I miss this memory. I also hope and praying may this friendship stay to the last. I love them.

In Wikipedia, family gives a meaningful meaning. It is a group of people affiliated by consanguinity, affinity or co-residence. To me, family is the one that we cannot live without. The one who cares about me, who usually ask me what’s my problem and who loves me just the way I am. The peace and progress of a family depend upon its members. These 7 members completed and occupies my heart. My father, my mother, my two sisters, my only one brother and my little sister have their own space in my life.

Mohd Yusoff Bin Awang is my father and at the same time, he is my hero. He works as a security guard at my own school. That’s why, sometimes I feel safe when it comes a school day. He can took care of me and the school’s safety. That’s makes me proud of him! He married with Siti Maina Abu Jabar which is my mother.

I love my mother triple more than I love my father. That’s what Rasulullah already said before. Every morning I’ll kiss my mom and she will say that she loves me. Just in a few words, it can change my day instantly! Every time I have my own problem, she’s the first one that I will share with. Her motivation and opinion inspired me. Even I want to share the story about my friends, my school or my personal problem, I don’t feel shy at all. I also assume her as my best friends forever. Some of my friends say that she is too sporting because she treats my friends just same like her friends to.

My siblings always cheer my day. My first sister, Nur Syuhada already works as an account assistant at Bangsar, Kuala Lumpur. While my second sister, Rabiatul Adawiah just finished her study from Taylor’s University, Sunway. My only one brother is Mohd Hud. After form three, he continues his dream to become a soldier and transfer himself to Sekolah Pertukangan Perantis, Tentera Darat at Seremban. And now, his dream comes true. The last members who completed my family is Ain Nasuha. She is my little sister. Now she studies at the school just same as me but in form 1.

I love Allah, I love Rasulullah, I love my parents, I love my family, I love my friends and I love my life.

For sure, my love to Allah is the most important. How can I express my love towards my creature? As the way to show that I’m grateful with the livelihood that I get, I will perform my duty as a Muslim. Always praying and accept all the obstacles that come and leave my life. I’m so grateful because I was born as a Muslim and I got the opportunity to live in the country named Malaysia with peacefully.

Next is express my love to Rasulullah by perform as many as his Sunnah. By reading all his hadith, I can gain more knowledge and try to follow what he has done before.

I love my parents and my family. To me, family is the one that we cannot live without. The one who cares about me, who usually ask me what’s my problem and who loves me just the way I am. The peace and progress of a family depend upon its members. These 7 members completed and occupies my heart. My father, my mother, my two sisters, my only one brother and my little sister have their own space in my life.

My friends always cheer my day with their funny jokes. Sometimes when I so stress with my homework and problem, they can be such like a ‘clown’ to me by making me laugh nonstop.

One particular incident from the game, blind man’s buff, still rankled my mind especially when I comes across the expressions, ‘Once Bitten Twice Shy’. It was Friday evening and…

“Kak Na, can I… I… play with you… and your… friends? Please let me.. I will give you some of my lollipops.” I pleaded with him with a toothy grin. Nana and her friends were talking and generally kidding arund while waiting for Husna who was, as usual, late. I was a simple-minded boy who liked to trail Nana around. They always managed to appease me by making me look after their things while they played.

“All right and you can start by being blindfolded,” Nana said with a laugh. The others looked surprise for a second and so do I. They give their silent consent. The handkerchief was tied around my eyes and then they turned me round the angsana tree three times. Then the girls started yelling, “Over here, ca! Over here!” Everyone was laughing and I could heared that Nabila went up as possible to me to entice her. It was pretty good fun!

Nana teased me and lured me to the clumps of bougainvillea with outstretched hands and a coaxing voice. I happily followed him while the others stood by in tense silence. As I neared the bushes, I turned away and fell flat on the bushes. “Ouch! Kak Na, help!” Nana pulled me up and then rolled on the ground with laughter. The others helped to brush off the leaves and checked my cuts. “Aaaaaa, I want to back home! This is more than enough for all of you to make me ashamed!”

Nana still asked me whether I still wanted to play. I turned on him and replied haughtily, “Kak Na, I may not smart but I know thay you were playing a trick on me. No thanks, I don’t ever want to play with you. Once bitten twice shy.” That was the last time I saw of Nana. 

Last month, the Social Club of my school organized a party for the poor people in our neighbourhood. The event began at 9.30 a.m in the neighbourhood field. Many people both adults and children were gathered there. The Social Club members had earlier arranged for canopies to be put up. They were chairs and tables for the guest to sit.

                                                                             

The event began with an opening speech by the Social Club president, Khairul Taufik in form 5 Science 1. He welcomed all the people present and gave a short introduction of the club. Then, he introduced our school  principal, Puan Siti Endon and our club advisor, Puan Husna Ashikin.

After the opening speech, we had some games for both adults and children. We had games such as tug of war and three-legged race. Everyone had a lot of fun during the games.

Two hours later, lunch was served. Some of the plentiful food was donated by restaurants around the area. After the lunch, everyone helped the Social Club members to clean up. The left over food was packed and distributed to the people.

We had a wonderful time at the event. We were glad that we could give the poor people in the neighbourhood a good time. Know what even this event was more to social work, I can enjoy and felt that this school holidays was the great holidays ever!

If only I listen to my aunt’s counsel, for sure this won’t happen. At one moment, I sat at the balcony and incidentally remembered about last week’s program at my aunt’s house. My mother decided to send me at Aunty Anne house to spend my holiday’s there. I was so excited because she was really close to me. When I spend my holiday’s there, she can took me to watch a movie or window shopping!

As I reached Aunty Anne’s house, I greet her with a wide smile. She told me that she will celebrate her birthday on the day after tomorrow. Surprised me, she wanted to held a party! Before this, I’m too proud with my culinary skills. I used to bake a cake before. So for my lovable aunty, I volunteered to sponsor a cake special for her birthday. But, she feel doubt on my words. She persuade me to stop my intention because she can only buy the cake outside.

On that evening, I walked to the near supermarket to buy some ingredient for the cake such as flour, berries as the décor on the top of the cake and chocolate powder. I still decided to prepare a chocolate cake as the occasion when main dish is eaten. That’s my plan. When I reached home, I immediately started my plan. I wanted to prepare a perfect cake for her party even she stop me to do so. I’m still stubborn.

The day has come! Many guest started to fully my aunt’s house. They were invited to have a lunch first before my cake can be eaten. An hour later, my cake is brought out to the main table. My entire aunt’s friend surrounds the table. Birthday song was sang and my cake was cut by my aunt.

She announced that the cake was made by me, myself. On that time, I felt very proud of my skills. I’m really excited to wait for my cake can be eaten by them. When the guest started to eat it, I can found some funny expressions on their face. I’m wondering. How can my cake became really tasty until they can express their expressions. Wow! This is unbelievable.

Then it’s my turn to taste my own cake. What?? It’s really salty! Maybe I mistakenly used salt instead of sugar. My aunt told them to stops eat the cake. Some of them are laughing. I’ve never been so embarrassed like this in my whole life! And after the party, I apologized to her for my stubborn attitude.

 

Husna Ashikin, Nur Syazana, Nurul Nabila, Nurul Nabilah, Nadiah. This five student are my bff or widely known as Best Friend Forever.  We can’t be separated easily. We always get through thick and thin together. I also assume them as my sisters. Let me describe them one by one and how I spend the days with them.

Nur Husna Ashikin binti Mohamad Noor. The one who used close to me more than the others. She really understands me. If I have any personal problem, she was the one who will be my counselor. I will cry in front her and that can release my tension towards the problem.  Husna experts in Mathematics subject too. I’m too busy with my co-curiculum so if I can’t understand that typical formula, she’s the one who I can refer to.

Nabilah and Nadiah were close to me before they had to transfer to a boarding school. At first, we were quite sad. But we just can let them go for the sake of their succession. Even we can’t study or back from school like before, we just accept the fate.

I could spend my day with Syazana, Nabila and Husna when we started join an society that organized by PUM. Every Thursday,  we have to open the kiosk that situated in front of the canteen. There, we will share the story that happens along the week. It’s quite fun! While we helping the teacher, we can laughing. I miss this memory. I also hope and praying may this friendship stay to the last. I love them.

In Wikipedia, family gives a meaningful meaning. It is a group of people affiliated by consanguinity, affinity or co-residence. To me, family is the one that we cannot live without. The one who cares about me, who usually ask me what’s my problem and who loves me just the way I am. The peace and progress of a family depend upon its members. These 7 members completed and occupies my heart. My father, my mother, my two sisters, my only one brother and my little sister have their own space in my life.

Mohd Yusoff Bin Awang is my father and at the same time, he is my hero. He works as a security guard at my own school. That’s why, sometimes I feel safe when it comes a school day. He can took care of me and the school’s safety. That’s makes me proud of him! He married with Siti Maina Abu Jabar which is my mother.

I love my mother triple more than I love my father. That’s what Rasulullah already said before. Every morning I’ll kiss my mom and she will say that she loves me. Just in a few words, it can change my day instantly! Every time I have my own problem, she’s the first one that I will share with. Her motivation and opinion inspired me. Even I want to share the story about my friends, my school or my personal problem, I don’t feel shy at all. I also assume her as my best friends forever. Some of my friends say that she is too sporting because she treats my friends just same like her friends to.

My siblings always cheer my day. My first sister, Nur Syuhada already works as an account assistant at Bangsar, Kuala Lumpur. While my second sister, Rabiatul Adawiah just finished her study from Taylor’s University, Sunway. My only one brother is Mohd Hud. After form three, he continues his dream to become a soldier and transfer himself to Sekolah Pertukangan Perantis, Tentera Darat at Seremban. And now, his dream comes true. The last members who completed my family is Ain Nasuha. She is my little sister. Now she studies at the school just same as me but in form 1.

I love Allah, I love Rasulullah, I love my parents, I love my family, I love my friends and I love my life.

For sure, my love to Allah is the most important. How can I express my love towards my creature? As the way to show that I’m grateful with the livelihood that I get, I will perform my duty as a Muslim. Always praying and accept all the obstacles that come and leave my life. I’m so grateful because I was born as a Muslim and I got the opportunity to live in the country named Malaysia with peacefully.

Next is express my love to Rasulullah by perform as many as his Sunnah. By reading all his hadith, I can gain more knowledge and try to follow what he has done before.

I love my parents and my family. To me, family is the one that we cannot live without. The one who cares about me, who usually ask me what’s my problem and who loves me just the way I am. The peace and progress of a family depend upon its members. These 7 members completed and occupies my heart. My father, my mother, my two sisters, my only one brother and my little sister have their own space in my life.

My friends always cheer my day with their funny jokes. Sometimes when I so stress with my homework and problem, they can be such like a ‘clown’ to me by making me laugh nonstop.

One particular incident from the game, blind man’s buff, still rankled my mind especially when I comes across the expressions, ‘Once Bitten Twice Shy’. It was Friday evening and…

“Kak Na, can I… I… play with you… and your… friends? Please let me.. I will give you some of my lollipops.” I pleaded with him with a toothy grin. Nana and her friends were talking and generally kidding arund while waiting for Husna who was, as usual, late. I was a simple-minded boy who liked to trail Nana around. They always managed to appease me by making me look after their things while they played.

“All right and you can start by being blindfolded,” Nana said with a laugh. The others looked surprise for a second and so do I. They give their silent consent. The handkerchief was tied around my eyes and then they turned me round the angsana tree three times. Then the girls started yelling, “Over here, ca! Over here!” Everyone was laughing and I could heared that Nabila went up as possible to me to entice her. It was pretty good fun!

Nana teased me and lured me to the clumps of bougainvillea with outstretched hands and a coaxing voice. I happily followed him while the others stood by in tense silence. As I neared the bushes, I turned away and fell flat on the bushes. “Ouch! Kak Na, help!” Nana pulled me up and then rolled on the ground with laughter. The others helped to brush off the leaves and checked my cuts. “Aaaaaa, I want to back home! This is more than enough for all of you to make me ashamed!”

Nana still asked me whether I still wanted to play. I turned on him and replied haughtily, “Kak Na, I may not smart but I know thay you were playing a trick on me. No thanks, I don’t ever want to play with you. Once bitten twice shy.” That was the last time I saw of Nana. 

Last month, the Social Club of my school organized a party for the poor people in our neighbourhood. The event began at 9.30 a.m in the neighbourhood field. Many people both adults and children were gathered there. The Social Club members had earlier arranged for canopies to be put up. They were chairs and tables for the guest to sit.

                                                                             

The event began with an opening speech by the Social Club president, Khairul Taufik in form 5 Science 1. He welcomed all the people present and gave a short introduction of the club. Then, he introduced our school  principal, Puan Siti Endon and our club advisor, Puan Husna Ashikin.

After the opening speech, we had some games for both adults and children. We had games such as tug of war and three-legged race. Everyone had a lot of fun during the games.

Two hours later, lunch was served. Some of the plentiful food was donated by restaurants around the area. After the lunch, everyone helped the Social Club members to clean up. The left over food was packed and distributed to the people.

We had a wonderful time at the event. We were glad that we could give the poor people in the neighbourhood a good time. Know what even this event was more to social work, I can enjoy and felt that this school holidays was the great holidays ever!