22 November 2009, when I walked out of the Takrim (Prize Giving Ceremony), I realized that this is my last day of primary school. The last day I walk among the primary school children as one of them. The last day I can walk in and out of the primary school building freely. The last day my primary school teachers teach me formally. The day we first meet each other seems like yesterday. I can still remember the day I walked into school as a schoolchildren for the first time. The time I met my friends and teachers. I learned, and played together with my friends. I remember my first presentation in the school hall. My first class teacher, Muallimah Suhaini.

But, the time comes and go. I say goodbye.
Goodbye may seems forever.
Farewell is like the end.
But in my heart a memory.
And there it always be…
Goodbye my friends
We might not schooling together next year.
My teachers,
that may not teach me formally forever.
Goodbye my primary school age.
May Allah’s blessings and our sweet memories unite us.
To my friends,
I may never meet you again.
But to me, the moments we are together.
Lays deep in my heart,
Lays in a golden sheet,
In my memory.
May we be like friends who loves each other, meet and depart for Allah with His blessings.
To everybody. I beg you forgiveness. Forgive me for all my wrong doings, my weakness and in short for everything. Forgive me as Prophet Joseph forgave his siblings for throwing him into the well. I’ve also forgave you for your wrong doings. I also need your pray. Pray to Allah that I find success in the world and the Hereafter.














