At night, Syauqie, Nizam
and Kamarul had their dinner ate café. While waiting for their order, Nizam
saw Fatin and said’ “Hi Fatin! Let eat together with us.” Fatin replied,
“My pleasure. Thank you.”, then she sat on the chair together with them.
Kamarul : “Fatin, do you has ordered your dinner?”
Fatin : “Oh. I am on diet.”
Syauqie : “Oh. Are you sure?”
Fatin : “Why?”
Nizam : “hey guys! Do you remember about our
assignment that had given by our gorgeous teacher?”
Fatin : “Of course I had already remembered
that assignment. Ha! That is why I come here to meet all of you. We must
to finish this assignment before mid-term holiday.”
Kamarul : “Hmm, it is better if we discuss about
the topic today ,because each of us is busy and does not have time to meet
together tomorrow.”
Syauqie : “Hmm, I forgot that my mother will take
me at tomorrow night. So let us begin our discussion as soon as possible.”
Kamarul : “Ladies first, please?
Fatin : “Hah? I think maybe Nizam should
tell us about his story first. Right, Nizam?
Nizam : “Why me? hmm, okay. My life as a child was a very fun
experience because during that time as a child to experience new
stuff because I can get away with it if I ever make a wrong decision and my
parents will do anything in their power so that I will never astray from the
right path. I still remember when I was still a young boy, I do all sort of
stuff with my brother and sometimes we do stupid thing such as imitating the
fight that we see on the television. Sure, it is very fun thing to do but this
sort of thing can lead to very serious injury whether to us or person around
us.

Practice make perfect,
this word had become the beacon for me and my brother to actually improve our
skill in wrestling so that the next time we fight each other we can beat our
opponent. Since then, every single day we will prepared ourselves by training
new skill of our superstar so that we can use the move to defeats our opponent
next time. We will practice the signature move of the wrestler so we can use
it. It is very fun this activity actually strengthen the bond between us
brother and beside that it also serve as a mechanism of self defense for us if
we ever involved in any fight. That is why each and every one of the male in my
family has such nice body figure beside the height genetic that we inherited
from my father.

Fatin : "Then"
Nizam : "For you completely understand
this story you guys have to hear from the beginning. Ok, as I was fighting with
my brother I was just about to unleash the new skill that I had learns. After
knocking down my brother I quickly climb the chair to use the flying skill on
my brother. As I was jumping , my feet hit the plate cabinet and I can hear the
sound of my mom precious plate broken into pieces. Right after I woke up after
falling from the chair I can see my mother shadow right in front of me.
During that time, it
seems as if apocalypse has come. There is only one thing to do at that time,
pray to Allah that it end quickly and painlessly. Since then we have vowed that
we will never ever fight in the house again.That is all the things that I can
share for the moment. I hope you guys had pleasant timelistening about my
childhood"
Syauqie :“It
is interesting, Nizam and very long
story. What about you, Fatin?”
Fatin : “Hey, look at that the cute child
there! She is playing tab. Wow! It is very different with us while we were
young. Hmm, as we all know, nowadays is very different with the past which is
they usually play indoor more than outdoor activities. I am still remembering
some sweet and sad memories of my childhood life. I always remember a drain
which is behind our house. The drain has many small fish. Once upon a time, my
cousins came to my house and they asked me to play with them at the drain.
Fatin : “Hmm, actually, my mother will mad
if she knew we played there but the day my mother was not at home. So, we were
trying to escape from my eldest sister because she will report to our parents.
My gang, Kak Ngah, cousins and I went to the drain to catch the small and cute
fish. I am still remembering the name of the fish is ‘ikan sepat’. We caught
and kept them in the coconut shell. Some of the active fish will jump to the
ground and dead slowly because they can not breathe. So pity of them! And I
said, “Bye~ it is okay.”
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I felt very guilty at the moment, but now I am
still like to buy the fish and kept them as my pet. I think that is all. What
about you, Kamarul? Can you tell us about your childhood life?”
Kamarul : "Wow!!! what an awesome story."
Syauqie : " Yeah, but I cannot wait to hear a
story from you. It is your turn now."
Kamarul : " Owh, it is my turn already? Sorry, I
forgot. hahahahhha.. Actually, I always climbed the tree as I was a child. I
love doing it very much almost all type of tree I had tried to climb. For
instance, "rambutan" tree, "langsat" tree and mango tree.
There was one tree that I never ever tried to climb which is coconut tree. It
is so high and monkey just the only one that bare to take the challenge until
now.
I am not a monkey, I am a human. The memory
become more sweeter when it came to fruit season. It felt living in heaven
which there were many fruits at my village. Luckily, my grandparent had fruit
orchards. They always invited me when to the orchard. Red, purple and green
were the colour of fruit and it simply sweet to taste."
Fatin : " Wait, this is a common story that we always heard from all people. So boring."
Nizam : "Yup"
Syauqie : " Definitely"
Kamarul : "Ok, new story. Once upon a time,
I had a desire to learn the way to make kite or maybe called it
"wau". Unfortunately, I have a good friend who name Amin. He good at
doing that thing. So, I took this advantage to learn and get as many knowledge
as I can get. I always saw him played kite at his house compound in the
evening. In addition, the house compound was very large and seemed liked a
playground. It was very spacious. The day was windy which suitable playing it.
By looking at the kite flying high in the sky, I will think about freedom. He
thought me everything from the basic thing about "wau" until the end.
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At the top of the "wau", we use
leech to increase the stability and made some unique sound when it fly high in
the sky. Before the leech it put on top it, we had pulled it until it become
long and elastic. After we put it all together, we flew it in front of Amin's
house. The strong wind helped the kite to fly. We very excited that our effort
had completely pay. I miss him very much."
Fatin : " Very nice, Kamarul."
Nizam : Syauqie, I think you have sweet memories to
share with us. Do you?
Syauqie : Owh ya.. and the last one is me, right?
Erm, when I was kid, there were many memories that I can’t forgot. And the best
memory that I have to share to you all is canon hand made. Ya, sound great
right? But it is very dangerous. You know why, because there are many news on
the television and newspaper that kids today lose their finger because playing
that dangerous thing. I know that canon hand made very dangerous but it’s very
fun.
During Ramadhan ,
my cousin and I make a new cannon. We make this cannon without permission our
parents, and they don’t know
what my cousin and I plan to do. Usually, we’ll play at night after solat
terawikh. All that we need were fertilizer, a tin, water, and the most part
important was search a quiet places. Then, after all thing set up, it’s show
time. My cousin put fire at the top of tin, then sound was “kaboom”!. After
that, my father heard that sound and found us at the back my house.
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After a few minutes later, suddenly, Fatin’s phone rang and she got a text from her roommates.
Fatin
: “I have to go, now. My roommates need a key.I think your order already finished and you need to check it.Assalamualaikum. See you tomorrow morning. ”
Kamarul , Nizam and
Syauqie : “Waalaikumussalam. See you too. Take care.”
Fatin
: “Thank you for giving a cooperation to finish our task.”
Kamarul
: “Never mind, our pleasure.”
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