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Thursday, August 11, 2011

Steward


I was talking to my best friend through phone in the afternoon today. Is like been months i didn't call him because i don't have credit to call him and of course i always keep my hp inside the drawer. So i called him and guess what? he gonna be a Stewardess.. eh no no Steward under Malaysia Airlines. 


Wow!! Congratulations Ton!! I'm so happy for you. Seriously, i literally jumping up n down while talking to you. What can i say. It is a dream come true. I know it is your the one and only dream for like years, since primary school i guess, to become air-steward. I'm so proud of you that you never quit and keep on trying for the interviews i mean lots of it right? At last you get it yo..@_@

While in primary and secondary schools, he was very determine and his own mindset on his dream. I would say that his favourite thing in this entire world is AEROPLANE..

 Yes, i mean he totally fascinated by it. Back in school, he always draw many types of aeroplane. He will draw it anywhere including textbooks, workbooks, exercise books and not to forget *buku latihan prinsip akaun* which become such a tragic incident *more on that in the next post* How i wish i could share those drawings with you guys. It was really good and gorgeous. Btw i always asked him to help me in Art Class *i mean ALWAYS* because i don't have any skills in drawings. p/s: Kindergarten students can draw way better than me. 

Moreover his fluency in English is much much much better than me. He likes to read magazines(that were related to aeroplane), newspapers, story books like "Singapore Ghost Stories" and many more. He always help me in writings because i'm quite ting tong ding dong with TENSES even until now. He never get bored to help me in pronouncing difficult words in the passage during reading comprehension class. *i'm totally slow and lost in reading long yet difficult passage because i don't know how to pronounce certain bombastic words*  And funny thing is that now i'm an English teacher and yet i'm still need to grasp and learn the language.

Did i mention that he likes to do the "announcement"? I mean safety precaution in flight, *i don't know the exact word for it*.. He really enjoyed to do it. *siap ada skrip lagi tu..mampoo?* Last time he and i used to play that kind of game in the class, including the hand gestures. So sakai right? Yet that kind of game do stimulate our imagination and help us to push ourselves to the fullest so that one day it will be come true.

Both of us can be considered as underdog by our friends during the school time. Most of them were in very good class and always look down upon us. Until today i still remember this killer statement:
* Ala setakat semi-sains kelas, apa jak la. Kami orang tok baru berpeluang masuk U. Banyak org akan ambik student aliran sains tulen. Korg iya iboh jak. Mek orang belajar jauh, naik belon pergi balik semenanjung, kerja sinun. Ktk orang sik dapat, duduk jak kat Sibu. Kerja area2 tok jak.*
 SENTAP RIGHT? Such an annoying yet killing statement. At that time, both of us just keep quite. *dalam hati geram uols* Yes, we know our own capability in studies. I never get any straight A's in Public Examination, never receives prestigious title in schools, who is nerd and always took charge in the library and had been called names in school. *more on this issue on the next post*

Well what happened now is totally the opposite. Both of us can be considered as *shining charcoal* compare to those who always non-stop teasing us in the past. KARMA i guess. What goes around comes around. Anyway, congratulations again to you my dear friend for that job which is a dream come true. *bunga api meletop-letop uols!!*

Special p/s for you: 
Their acceptance for your dream job might take times. They need ample of time to consume and digest it well in their life. Endless prayer to God will help you make it through the rain. Just go for it and tell them when you feel to do so. Wish you best of luck.

P/s: Bole la dapat discount naik belon kan....@_@



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