Guess how old is this box of 36 coloured pencils...Call me a stationery freak. My life does relate to stationery. Without them, I don't know how to work and play. Seeing Puteri Saadong shares about her first box of coloured pencils, I can't help it but to share mine too.
The biggest box of coloured pencils that I owned contained 24 pencils. The box of coloured pencils pictured above is my biggest. It has 36 colours but sadly, when I checked in the box just now, one of its members has gone missing and I could not recall what the colour was.
I was and still is an average student. Whenever I've done well in my public exams, my parents would reward me with things that I'm in need the most. I couldn't remember what I got from them when I got 3As and 1B for my UPSR. However, for my PMR's 6As and 1B results, my parents gave me the latest edition of Kamus Dewan (blue cover) that year. My achievement that year had reached my (the late) aunt's ears. She was the one who presented me the box of coloured pencils pictured above. Therefore, you can start doing your math now... 2008 minus 1993 (the year I got the gift from her and still keeping till today) equals to FIFTEEN!
This is the last gift from her before she left to join my grandpa in 1997. When I use the box of coloured pencils every now and then, I would remember her. However, as I am typing, I could feel my eyes welled with tears. She loved me and always encouraged me to do well in my studies. It was her that motivated me to study hard. I felt bad when I did not do well in my SPM, but her death had made me realised that I could not afford not to do well in my STPM. I bring the box of coloured pencils with me wherever I go and whenever I use them I think about her a lot...
Auntie Hong, if you are happened to read this blog of mine somewhere out there, do rest in peace. I'll always remember you and will do my best in all my future undertakings!
The biggest box of coloured pencils that I owned contained 24 pencils. The box of coloured pencils pictured above is my biggest. It has 36 colours but sadly, when I checked in the box just now, one of its members has gone missing and I could not recall what the colour was.
I was and still is an average student. Whenever I've done well in my public exams, my parents would reward me with things that I'm in need the most. I couldn't remember what I got from them when I got 3As and 1B for my UPSR. However, for my PMR's 6As and 1B results, my parents gave me the latest edition of Kamus Dewan (blue cover) that year. My achievement that year had reached my (the late) aunt's ears. She was the one who presented me the box of coloured pencils pictured above. Therefore, you can start doing your math now... 2008 minus 1993 (the year I got the gift from her and still keeping till today) equals to FIFTEEN!
This is the last gift from her before she left to join my grandpa in 1997. When I use the box of coloured pencils every now and then, I would remember her. However, as I am typing, I could feel my eyes welled with tears. She loved me and always encouraged me to do well in my studies. It was her that motivated me to study hard. I felt bad when I did not do well in my SPM, but her death had made me realised that I could not afford not to do well in my STPM. I bring the box of coloured pencils with me wherever I go and whenever I use them I think about her a lot...
Auntie Hong, if you are happened to read this blog of mine somewhere out there, do rest in peace. I'll always remember you and will do my best in all my future undertakings!
1 comment:
Jo, I believe that when you remember somebody, he/she will remember you too...
You would have made your aunt very proud if she were to see you and what you have achieved today.
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