6 Utarid

In the midst of my somewhat hectic university days, I had the chance to step back and look at the past. Today, I went to my old primary school for my brother's awards ceremony. A place I haven't roamed around for about 8 years. Stepping into the familiar small hall of the school, the same place I was 8 years ago for my own awards brings back the fond memories I had there; particularly, with some teachers who have been inspiring to me. It was nice to see some of the old familiar faces again. Cikgu Muzamin's ridiculously loud mic reminded me of the days when he stood in front of us Standard 6 pupils, giving announcement, or the fond sight of him scolding us ;). I saw a teacher who's mother was my grandma's best friend, I saw a teacher who called me from inside her classroom randomly one day to ask a question when I beat her son at a competition, I saw the old KH teacher who likes to sing and make jokes. I did not get the chance to talk with the one teacher I wanted to, but the familiar sight of her is enough for now. I will always remember the people who first believed in me. I hope I will get the chance to chat with them one day. It would be mind-blowingly fascinating to look back and talk about how we perceive ourselves in the past and compare it to reality.

A ridiculously big badge (come to think of it) that they made us wear throughout my standard 6 year. I still have it. haha!

On another note, I finally got over the awkwardness of bumping into one particular teacher every now and then. A simple smile always works. =)