RECALL (:

This story happened when I was in year 5.. There was an 'ustaz' who everybody in the school were 'anti' to him. I do not know how he was up to with boys ; but that was how girls feel. We oftenly condemn and gossip about him. To us, he was a kind of lewd person with a big mole on the face. LOL, that was a very evil sentence of description.

One Friday afternoon, by the time boys were having their Friday prayer.. girls were loafing in an air-conditioner class. Suddenly, while we were so engross with chatting, the 'ustaz' enter the class.

Swiftly, everybody were hiding behind the desk. then 'ustaz' pursued against us. Gahahaha. All of us were huddled to each other ; went up to people's bodies.. Therefore, some people shouted in pain. They were getting bodies' cramp.. and the most awful was, one urined. Hahaha.

Naughty huh? Anyway, praise be to Allah because when I was in year 6, I got 5A's upsr.

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DEVIL (:

While all of us were consecutiving Allah's obligatory command ; solat Zhuhur, deep in my heart, I felt uncushy. It was raining heavily outside the mosque. All of the sudden, I saw a huge black creature emerged infront of me. My friends saw it too. There was also a sound of a cat making an interminable meowing sound at that time. These are such a bad signs.My prayer was losing it's earnest.

It was a shocking moment when a teacher shouted for help. After we're done praying,
we quickly see what was happening.

The teacher was crying in shock. At the front door, there was a man who.. only wore his underpant .. he was lying on the floor, full of blood. Some men help to close the body with a piece of a white felted material.

We were asked to use the back door which was located further from the tragedy area. Back to the school, we talked about the unlucky guy.

The teacher who shouted for help just now was the person who eyewitnessed the tragedy from the beginning. Actually he had been robbed. He is a rich guy. He came by an affluent car. The guy also wore a shirt with gold buttons.

The case spread widely ; it goes into televisions and newspapers. Unfortunately, none of the pupils had been interviewed. Haha, we can be famous instead. c(: I'm a devil, I know. Haha.

SAD TRAGEDY ):

lps brp thn ntah g s.a, aku g satu skooolaaa yg.. pelbagai bangsa ;6 ak kwn nge org cina ad, india ad, mlyu lak mst r ad. tp kurang doh. lebih bnyk org cine r.. [bljr mandarin bosan, arab lg bst ;) ]

sllnye, kteorg g skola len² auu. kali ni, aku, kkk ak, abg ak skola same. skola de xyh ckp r skola pe :P keyh, skoola ni bst la jgk. kalo sblum ni ak cite sal pngetua, skrg ak nk crt psl staff lak [;

staff cine ; bnyk pecah amanah wooo. cg peberet ak un, kteorg satu kelas byr de utk gmbr kelas un de amk dwet je. tp barang takde maa.

india lak ; mamak ni keje sbgi penjaga koperasi skoola cine ni. de macam gatal oh. stiap kali bdk prmpn tecit beli mende, de angkat² la. x r, bkn sj² nk kate gatal. tp an, pahal asyik nk angkat ank org je? kalo de tue xpe r, konon windu ank. tp mamat ni mude lg. rindu sp lak ?

skoola ni bnyk cine ngn india je. melayu kureng. pape pn, back to the post's title ; tragedi menyedihkan... senanye ak nk cite. drebar ni de b'tugas hntr n amik ak, kkk ak, n abg ak g skoola n blk skoola. sbb skola ni agak jauh dr rmh, kat cheras.

kteorg sll doh ejek de, sbb de ni lumpuh. dh r joget dlm kete cam org drunk je. dngr lagu tahpape, kalo sdp leh ak un ikot joget, cam drug addict gituu loh. ngumpat un sll beb.

haha. skrg kn , ak ni skoola trganu lak tau. aku un xtau pahal ak ske skola jauh² ;p. ko tnye mk bpk ak r, mgkn kturunn ak camni kot. pnykit warisan. ehh , pnyik kturunan. aaa, ble ak blk rmh ak d slgor pd satu hr..

mk ak ckp : " asma gt x 'uncle shamsuddin' yg jd drebar dl? "

aku : " igt, asl mi?"

de un jwb : "de dh meninggal, ad pkok tumbang ats de."

ptutny, de lumpuh je. oleh sbb de dh mmg lumpuh, Allah lumpuhkn nywa de lak kot. isk, sebak doh x smpat minta maaf.

WITH THE PRINCIPAL (:

May I, share one of my story when I was kindy? (:

-it is a usual thing for a small kid ; lazy to be in school. however, my maid was forcing me..

'aSma, ibu nya suro g skUla. mari siAp'.

That is when I became amOk. 'xnk g, xnk g'. I threw every single things which's near to me.

My maid was losing her ideas. Then, she called the principal.

Within an hour, the principal named Pn. Azizah arrived at my house.

Without wasting any much time, she searched for me and

found me in the master bedroom. She asked me to sit at a stair

facing the pOol.

I stay quietly, feeling embarrassed. Suddenly, she touch

my skin. Mentonyoh² gitu. Then, she do the same thing

to herself. I'm freaked out. Was she a weirdo?

At last, she said "taik lalat asma _ [x igt dh brp] .

Tp aSma kalah dgn teacher. teacher ad _ [ x igt gak brp]..."

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What's my name?

2007

My name is Asma' Husna. Unic isn't it ?

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