Saturday, June 26, 2010

My girl, My legatee.

This girl right here, is an inheritor of my achievements in school. She is now following my footsteps to always be the #1 [and cry when we lose].

Honestly, Jazzy is a natural. I didn't pushed her hard on studies-matters [i think] and she is also very independent. I need not to membebel about homework. Most of the time when I asked "Ada homework tak today?" the answer bukannya "Ada" but it's "Dah siap dah Omie".

Jazzy's class was reshuffled earlier before the exams. She was frustrated learning that her post as a Class Monitor couldn't be resumed in her new class [as it was taken by the existing class monitor], 1 Brilliant which is the first class in the shuffle. So when she got 1st in class this time around, it really means Jazzy's the best standard 1 girl in her school. My hope is this position remains till she reaches standard 6, be the school's best girl and she could go to SBP like I did. I've even voiced this hope to my mother, and she agreed that Jazzy is capable of coping with the hostel's life.

Jazzy, my life started all-so-well like yours, but I spoiled it during my adolescence years. Jazzy, do not make mistakes too early in life like I did. Yes, to err is human but if the mistake is avoidable, it is our responsibility as a good Muslim to avoid it. I hope, if U continue to be a genius, U'll hold ur head high, keep ur dignity and retain ur pride. Be a good girl, and continue to be a good lady. I might not be around forever, but this is my hope on you, my amanat.