It’s very hard to wake up early,
In a very serene morning,
To take bath at the 6 am,
To dress up myself with school uniform,
And have to breakfast before 6.30 am,
And walking to the school 2 kilometers,
Away from my beloved house,
To meet new friends that I didn’t known,
To meet new adults that is calling as teacher,
To study new things that is very bored,
To learn Malay, English, Science and Mathematics,
That is very dizzy and mystify
I don’t know the reason I’m here,
In this crowded and noisy room,
Maybe because my mother wants me here,
Maybe because my father wants me to learn,
But for what reason I have to face this situation?
Why and for how long?
That is me,
My old me that is just 7 years old,
That doesn’t know anything about school,
That has to face the same phenomenon,
Every day in my Year 1 at school,
My old me that is only know to play, sleep, and eat,
And finally,
That is me.
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