My School Rocks!

18 08 2007

Well, actually my school don’t rock but a ‘thing’ which includes dancing, singing and High School Musical, the new ‘in’ movie. It is a dance competition from schools all over Malaysia to one of the songs from the movie. I am not in the group from my school, even though I want too, because I know we would get into trouble from the teachers because we will be skipping class to rehearse. My friend, Elyza Amira, also wanted to join but didn’t because of the same reason and also because she is a prefect so she would be too tired with screaming at the top of her lungs to ask the crazy class to keep quiet, hardly eating anything every day because her recess is only 10 minutes and also because she would have to keep up with tons of homework every day and if she doesn’t, she will have to ‘retire’ from being prefect.

To be in this competition, we have to form a team and audition to see if we’re good enough to be in the competition. The first place winner gets to be on tv or something i think. Second and third place gets a ‘thing’ i don’t really care. Though I always wanted to escape from the ‘pasar malam’ and get peace which is helping t he teacher get his/her stuff to the teacher’s lounge. But as usual, my class teacher will always pick Avyinaeesh to bring her stuff to the teacher’s lounge. If its not Avyinaeesh, its Gunfighter (Daniel Gan), Justin Timberlake (Justin Lee, the class monitor) or Yvonne Chong, the assistant monitor.

Though I know Justin and Yvonne don’t get the ‘slow walk’ relaxing because they have to remember a lot of stuff that our class teacher, Pn Wan Chek, tells them and she gets very upset if they forget that particular thing. That would be so annoying!

Well, anyways, I’m glad I didn’t join because they got tons of scoldings from the teachers! Lucky me!

Mothers’ Day Poem

30 05 2007

Dearest Mothers

Mothers, Mothers,

You are the best,

Like a bird, produce its young in a nest,

You give birth to us with pride and pain,

Even though you are in pain, you can give birth to another baby again.

You teach us with pride and love,

About everything under the sky and above,

Like the stars, planets and buildings,

Now I know a lot from your teachings.

Mothers teach us safety rules,

So that we can go safely to our schools.

Our mothers do nice stuff for us,

So that we won’t make a fuss.

You are very special,

Just like a flower’s petal.

Goodbye now, goodbye now,

I am saying to you,


Remember to smile,

Don’t feel lonely and blue.

I wrote this poem for 2004 Mother’s Day poem contest. They selected my poem as the best poem for primary school in Petaling Jaya. The local MP came to the Mothers’ Day celebration and gave me the 1st prize. I got a hamper of stationeries, a cheese cake from Secret Recipe and a certificate. I was very proud but my mother was not able to attend because she was sitting for her MBA exams 😦