A 2003 story.

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10 years ago, I was a dull thirteen years old girl who had no interest in anything. I considered myself as a failure because I wasn't accepted in boarding schools. It took me a lot of time as well as courage to accept the fact that it's okay to be left behind by friends who were accepted in good boarding schools around Malaysia. Just because I really wanted to be in boarding schools, my family agreed to send me to a religious boarding school near to my tok's house. The school was good but my life wasn't. My family visited me every week but I thought it wasn't enough. Up till these days, my omie always remind me on how bad did I look every time they paid me a visit. Maybe because of that, one day my abah came to the school and took me back home.

This month, 10 years ago, I registered myself to a secondary school near to my home. I got my omie and my adik, who was patiently seating in his baby car seat, sending me to and picking me up from school every single day. Life was wonderful and being in a 'sekolah harian biasa' wasn't bad at all. The dull me slowly learned to enjoy life. Friends and teachers that I met in the school transformed me into a different person. Those that I met in the school had more faith on me. Basically, they believed and valued my abilities. Yet, most importantly, they made me believed that I wasn't an absolute failure. Thanks teachers, thanks friends.

Being denied a chance to study in excellent boarding school was a bless. It is a cornerstone of my life. I called it a blissful 'tragedy'. The girl who was once only good at 'larian berhalangan' was later elected by the school to play 110 metres hurdle in MSSD. The girl who was once being laughed for not being able to do high jump won a bronze medal in MSSD. The girl who once being denied the ability to make posters had the prize given by Professor Diraja Ungku Aziz. I never predicted that my life would be so good. First I thought that being in top boarding school was everything but later I realised it wasn't.

To those who fail to get what you want, please remain strong. God has arranged something damn good for you. It's just a matter of time. Please have faith. 


ps: I hope 10 years ahead, I will be proud of the decision I made today.

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