My result is nothing...
My result is nothing….
I'd wake up early
morning at five O’clock. I had been waiting for the day with anxiety and
curiosity on that day. I took bath and prayed to god to grant my success and
really hope that it becomes a reality. I was somewhat uneasy and restless. My
mind was swinging between hope and fear. It was a strange stage of anxiety and
expectation. My parents had high expectation on me. At the moment I was sure
that I would pass and get the better result then before so my parents not
disappointed with me again. I want to makes them happy. They are everything to
me. I really feared that if I failed or lost division.
After finished
prayer, my mother called me to get breakfast. The newspaper-boy had not yet
come. The sand of the time was running out. The sun is shining brightly. Now I
get ready to school with hopes that all I want is fulfilled.
All the students
suddenly wake up and pay homage to principle. I startled and stopped
daydreaming. My heart beat frequently more than normal. All hormones in the
body ready to burst. My mind was blurred. This result will determine my future.
I want to be the successful person. It was the first day of March. My result of
S.P.M was to be declared on that day.
My hands were
shaking and heart throbbing. The principle announced the students who get
straight A’s first. My best friend was the one of them. She much unexpected
with what she get and her parents were very happy. Until the last names were
announced, my name is not called. What a very disappointed I felt. I looked to
my parents, they still waiting and smelling to me. For a while, my heart felt
very relaxes. Now, it’s time for the rest students who no get their result. We
queue up and waited for my turn.
Dup! Dap! Dup!
Dap! My heart was beat. With trembling hands I looked the certificate. I
thanked to Almighty Allah for the success which he granted me. At least, I not
get failed for the killer subjects like additional mathematics, biology,
chemistry and physic because that subjects were very important to me to score
better. Then I ran to my parents and gave them the good news to me. They was
overwhelmed with joy and accepted what I get with an open heart and pleased
with the conditions. All my friends past and get the better result. The
percentage who failed was very small and less than before. Even the result I
get is not the best one, yet my parents still give me a small present. To me,
even it was a small presents, it was my precious thing that I want to keep for
my life. My parents were the best and I will appreciate them.
Arrived at home,
my brother and sisters got up and rejoiced. The whole atmosphere of the house
was at once changed. Relatives, grandfather and grandmother poured in to
congratulate me. Tea and sweet were served to all who came. I started to cry. Even
my result is not the best, the still came and congrats me like I get straight
A’s. All were in jolly and happy mood. My mother prepared nice dishes for the
lunch. Two of my friends were also invited to dinner. They all congratulated
me. We embraced with each other and enjoy our dinner happily.
That was the very memorable story that I can’t forget as it bring a spirit to me to be more hardworking and success for my future. Now, I’m students of universiti Kebangsaan Malaysia and I will try my best to graduate. Here, everything was in my hand and only I will decide who am I in next four year.

That was the very memorable story that I can’t forget as it bring a spirit to me to be more hardworking and success for my future. Now, I’m students of universiti Kebangsaan Malaysia and I will try my best to graduate. Here, everything was in my hand and only I will decide who am I in next four year.
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