Early memories of school days

I hated tuition by my mom loved sending me there.

My first ever tuition was at Nuri Tuition Centre. If u see my english now is horrible,you should see when I was 6 that time. I remember vividly one question yang berbunyi

"How many petals are on a Hibiscus flower?"

I was like *wtf is petals? Hibiscus pon aku x tau apa. Bunyik mcm biskut. tapi flower tu confirm lah bunga.!

Ni bunga ke biskut?

Seriously I was that dumb. But that was then.aha.Yet my english improved bolehla lepas setakat nak cakap “yes”, “no”, “allright” atau “Teacher may I go to the toilet?”

Then again when I was in Primary 5 at this another tuiton center. Not actually a centerla more like rumah bujang,rumah pon ala-ala kapal karam.
Anyway, one evening this one chinese boy telah disuruh oleh cikgu to read something from the workbook. Diction dia ni memang fail, haram tak paham. Yang aku ni pulak poyo, sibukla nak betulkan pronounciation(ignore the spelling) orang, budak tu pulak degil. Dah tahu salah tanak ngaku.
At the end, aku bergaduh dengan dia and I end up crying sebab budak tu cakap

“You and your parents can go to hell!”

I bet he really enjoyed what he did because the next day, when he saw me dengan muka keji dia berkata

“Awak dan emak awak boleh pelgi MELAKA!”

And I was like “Hahahaha melaka..haha melakaaaaaaaaaaa..melaka instead of neraka hahaha tak retii cakap melayuu” diikuti dengan gelak-gelak dari satu kelas.

Well,these early memories spur me on sometimes, when I look back and lament about how carefree life was when I was still in the early stages of the education system. Stress drags down spirits, but these memories of early school life help me regain my footing, refreshes my soul with confidence, and I can start afresh again. ^-^