And so i schooled at Sekolah Rendah Bokok, Temburong until Primary 6. That time, was my first time joining netball. And my first time also got a “B” for my English. I loved to write a composition where there’s pictures only and you can write what you imagine. I really missed that.
My childhood at that time was awesome. Like we played hide and seek, ice and water, and three sticks. Well, instead of sticks, we used our shoes. We played in the classroom. Imagine the size of it, it’s not like nowadays. We run up and down like we really enjoyed it. I miss those kind of fun.
After final exam that we called P.C.E (Primary Certificate Education), i got 3 C’s, 1 B and 1 D. And i got in the Secondary School at Pekan Bangar, Temburong. My first time to got on a school bus, and kind of awkward at that time. I’m not saying, not good surroundings but just awkward. Gladly this one of my relatives like friendly to me just to make me comfortable.
One stepped to secondary school, i imagined that i’m in a college but in uniform. Couldn’t remember those years, but what i remembered; my head teacher of the class, who used to be Science teacher. Threw his file to the front desk, told us to stand up on the chair and way back of the class, he threw the chairs and tables which luckily no one sits there. He’s mocking on what we had done. You know kids those days, naughty. Well not all, only some that made we all get screwed. And now he’s an English teacher.
Did i got in a fight? Well, almost. I was in the bus and i told the bus driver just go straight ahead first and once U-turn, then pick the rest of them. I don’t remember why i did that. So in the bus, the rest of them we’re bad mood. So at school, i was playing it cool like never happened. So when break time, most of the students were hangout in front of each class. Sometimes, from other classed hangout at their friends front of the class. So in front of my class, there’s two girls like hangout. So when i was going to enter my class, they were looking at me like really serious. So i just don’t mind and just entered. Then after few days, they hangout in front of my class again, and i remembered i just passed them by and they called me “Bob The Builder” and they were laughing out loud. But still, i just played it cool and that moment i know they want to pick a fight. So i just sat in the class.
When i was in form 2, me and my family moved to town to live on our own. We rent the from the government’s house and my mom start a business.
That year, the moment that i’d never forget. The worst moment so far. I don’t know where to start. My mom cried and my dad super angry at me when i caught there’s a smoke bud in my room and the smell. My mom slap me and hit me with her bare hands. I couldn’t stop crying and i just kept silent. I didn’t even said i was sorry at that time. How cruel i was. Then at school, i was been called from the principal that i caught smoking in school also. Gladly, i didn’t got suspended. They just gave me warning.
Almost two weeks, my mom didn’t talked to me. I was pretending that this would never happen but how could i. The eldest one in the family showed my siblings a bad example how to be good, end up with disaster. Especially made my parents disappointed. I remember that i want to shake my mom’s hand and she said “Just go,” And that moment, when i looked at her, she looked away and that moment i was hurt inside.
I was just trying something new and thought it would be cool but no. It made it worst. I knew that smoking is bad but still i tried. What a spoil brat at that time.
After a month passed by, my mom and i talked again and been told to learn from the past and just move on like nothing’s happen.