Sometimes, when you really speak, or write sincerely just like what you thought , it may appear to be FAKE in others’ eye, for they are not the worms in you.
Yet, we couldn’t care too much of all of their judgments.
Again, though I have left my former school for about 2 months…
Still, some pictures of memories will play in front of my me , especially when I did school fairs…
I’m no good in poem writing
The poem below is the work of our 5S1 Dearest EX Monitor
I decided to copy it and paste it here…
Hopefully all ex – 5S1 would like it …
Source : SMKTC Magazine Jilid – 15 , Pg 59
Author : Justin Wong Kit Yung
MY STORY IN SMK TAMAN CONNAUGHT
Seems like just yesterday I set foot in SMK Taman Connaught
5 years has come and gone much faster than I thought
Makes me wonder what I had gained in my 5 years here
This school life I had so much of an adventure
Knowledge and lessons were not the only things I gained
I have memories of every smile, every laughter, every pain
The fondest memory I have is my past 2 years in 5S1
The pranks we played, the laughter we shared were so much fun
Although it seems we all have different backgrounds and personalities
Sharing the same class, same memories, were our similarities
Maybe we did not hit it off and click immediately
Over time we realized that 5S1 was the best we can ever be
Agogo will always be a name we’ll all remember
Our fried chicken stall at the Carnival was a great idea
Not only because our fried chicken sold faster than expected
But because of the hard work and support we each contributed
Chinese New Year and Teacher’s Day performances were a blast
How I wish those moments will forever last
Only we know pulling off these performances were not easy
It required commitment and support from everybody
Nevertheless, I have to admit our class ain’t that perfect
We’re not typical 5S1 everyone would expect
Not only we are not the bookworms and nerds our “ancestors” were
We’re branded as “terrible”, “horrible” , “ the worst 5S1 “ by every teacher
Although we’re guilty as charged, deep down we didn’t mean it
How we wish we could just undo all the naughty things we did
Utmost applause and appreciation goes to Pn Usha, Our class Teacher
She’s strict, she’s stern, but we’re so lucky to have her
Giving with so much sincerity in each lesson she imparts
“Dear Pn Usha, you somehow grow in our hearts”
How I wish my time in this class, in this school will never end
This was the place I ran to whenever I needed a friend
Through these walls of SMK Taman Connaught, there’s one thing I know
The memories we built will stay with me wherever I go…
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