essay zaman muda. XD

Tadi en.. aq kemas2 kertas n buku time form4 n form5 dulu. Hajat di hati nak bawak pi recycle. Xnak la buang macam tu je.. kalo nak bako kang, kcian plak kat bumi. Aq kan pencinta alam. muahaha, XD

Time kemas2 tu, tetibe je jumpe satu kertas essay aq dlu2. Kertas draft je.. essay yang betul2 nyer xtau duk ane.hee.. pastu aq bace la kan.. tergelak sorang2 teringat jaman muda2.  then, tiba2 rasa gatal tangan je nak taip kat blog ni.hahaha XD. Walaopun essay ni macam ntah pape je, cara tulis pn cam budak form1 (xmatured + banyak gile kesalahan) tp aq suke gak baca. So, kawan2, kalo sudi, baca laa.. aq copy yang ori. (draft) so, memang kesalahan bahasa terok gilaa! XP

SMILE

               It all started when I was thirteen years old. My family and I had to face the world without any wealthy just as before since my father’s business had bankrupted. We suffered in poverty especially when my father got heart-attack. Since that, my mother had to work as a rubber tapper to support our family. My life being upside down after all this had happened. I could not eat any delicious foods, read expensive books and even to have fun with my friends anymore! No one wanted to be my friend when they knew about the incident. As a result, I become a silent person, demoralized and lost my happiness. 

           I still remembered, when I was a form four student, I got a new classmate. He was so outstanding, many girls chasing after him. His smile was so sweet that could make the whole girls in my class stopped breathing. While I was so normal and poor compared to them, nobody cared about me. However, when the class was about to start, the sweet guy suddenly asked to sit beside me. I was quite surprised but as the chair was blank, I just nodded at him, allowing him to sit there.

             “Hype, my name is Shah, and..what is your name?” The guy started his talked, smiled and shook his hand to me. I felt uncomfortable to talk with him as I knew that girls did not like me to be friend with him. At my first sight, I thought he was arrogant, but I was truly wrong! He did not care about my family background as a poor native. He had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm and careful. He was such a good person that I was always missed him! 

               I had told him about my story of becoming a poor people, how my family and I had to face the world and how my friends treated me after suffering in poverty. One day, when I was not going to the canteen for recess, I suddenly remembered of my mother who was struggling so hard to support my family. Never did I know that Shah heard my cries. He went to me and asked me for what had happened. Then I told him everything.

             He raised my hand and calmed me down. I felt relieved when he gave me support and convinced me with words that could boost my spirit to have my pasted life back. He asked me to smile and said that smile could relieve stress. He always did it whenever he had problems. He also challenged me to succeed in life so that I could change my family’s life. Starting from that day, I always tried to smile eventhough there was bad things happened to me. I never thought that my sad story would be the start of our relationship. We had become best friends and always helped each other in studies. We loved Biology subject and always studied about it together.

                 Fortunately, we were both got straight A’s for SPM examination. I got a scholarship from MARA and pursued my study in Island, while Shah pursued his study in United Kingdom. Before leaving, he advised me, “Hannah, I am not a good counselor to you but I hope you can keep my advice to smile. Just remember, whatever happens, think positive and you will be calm.”He smiled and that was the last words and smile that I got from him.

              After years, I had successfully become a brilliant doctor and managed to change my family’s life. We had our life back, while my mum did not have to work anymore. I was in cloud nine that my dream came true. I used to smile whenever I was in trouble during my life in overseas. Since I was already 28 years old and still single, my mother suddenly told me that she wanted to meet me with a guy and she really hope that the guy would be my husband. I was very shocked with her decision and added it as my burden. I did not want to marry yet! To be honest, I still dream of having the rest of my life with my crush and also my counselor, Shah. I was shattered. However, since I was her daughter, I could do nothing and obeyed her. Remembering of Shah’s advice, I smiled to my mother and tried to think positively. 

             At once I met the guy that my mother had told me, I was very surprised that he was the guy in my dream, Shah! He had changed a lot excepted for his smile. The sweet smiling was still the same, always made my heart melt!  On the spot, Shah proposed to me in front of my mother, “Dear Hannah, will you marry me..the guy that had been waiting for you since you were in year six?”

I was quite shocked. What did he meant? My mind suddenly darted with questions. I was waiting for his explanations.

            “If you still remember, I was the dowdy and poor boy who used to stare at you outside the gate of your luxurious house. It was when we were both six years old. I love to see your face when you were smiling while playing with your friends in the ground. You had my late mother’s smile. I missed her so much, so I took the opportunity to peep you outside of your house for every evening.” Shah explained to me calmly.

              I suddenly remembered the incidence when I always mad on a boy who was my neighbor. He looked weird that I hate him so much. I remembered how I chased him from the gate and asked him not to come to my house anymore. He was too dowdy and he would embarrass me in front of my friend. I was too arrogant at that time!

Shah continued to talk.

          “I know everything about your life before you had told me. Actually my father had a good job after we had suffering for a long time. I mean, in the mean time your family was enjoying the life. I was very happy that I could meet you again in my new school. And..you know what? I asked you to smile..as I want you to do just like what I have done, when I was on your foot..and..when I was been chased..”

           I felt so guilty and my eyes could not stop crying. Quickly I put my finger into his lips to stop his sentences. I really hate to remember the incident and hope that it would be a lesson to me, not to be arrogant and of course I should be more generous and thankful with everything that I had.

         “Never say that again dear.. I’m yours now.”

THE END :)