Memories are Lived, Not Created

Minutes turn into an hour, an hour into a day, a day turns into a month, and a month turns into a year. The years have moved and soon only memories will be left behind at SMK Kamunting. Every second brings forth huge expectations. A lot of events have occurred, some were good and some were bad but at the end of the day, we made a difference. Difference in our own lives and the people around us.

It breaks our hearts to leave but life goes on. Our path ends here and taking off somewhere else. We might leave the school but the memories we gained will always remain in our hearts. We still remember the day when we registered for Form Six. It was filled with anger and frustration. We did not quite accept the fact that we were stuck in this situation whereas the lucky ones were in colleges. What was left in the classroom, ended up being our friends? Most of us were strangers and that made the journey more exciting. Making new friends is always good and learning made it easier.

We were placed in two classes based on our choice of subjects. Did not make any difference but the only difference was we were known as business and arts students. The days following, we started opening pages of books that were weird to most of us because we were never exposed to subjects like business especially for those students that came from Science stream. It was not only the subject that changed but the approach used by the teachers as well changed. We never expected English to be different. Miss Suzanne was her name and she was one strict lady. The approach to learning MUET and English 1119 was totally different. We never would have seen it if it was for her repetition of how difficult the paper was going to be.

We had to acquire the language in four different ways and we only had one year to do it. By mid-2009, we sat for the examination. Out of the many examinations that we sat for, sitting for MUET was unique as we were given a pencil and a pen before the examination. It was so sweet of Miss Suzanne to get for us these stationery, it was not much but it is the thought that counts. we sat through the examination hoping that we would make it with the minimum of Band 3 but unfortunately, most of us did not. We were sad and crushed but what is done is done.

We never felt so scared in any exams except during this exam because we were tempted with so many distractions. It was not only one paper we had to face but also different papers that tested our ability. 'The Sound Machine' outside the examination room was not helping us at all. It was though Klausner had to test his machine while we were sitting for the writing paper. Even when we did not sit in an air-conditioned room, we still felt very cold- that was the feeling of fear. To make the matter worst, we had to sit for our speaking examination with an officer from the Mr Potato factory.

School examinations followed one by one, we competed with the best. It was a healthy competition because no one got hurt. It made us a much better person. But for sure the examination that we are not looking forward to is STPM. Not to say that we are not prepared but it is just that, are we really prepared. Only time will tell, when the examination results comes out next year.

As students, we came to realize that there is more to any students' life. What makes us better in life is realizing who we are. the gift within us can only be seen when we see everything as a challenge and learn to accept it as a gift. Two classes have a story on its own and the way they shared it was being among F.R.I.E.N.D.S.

(Written by the students of PPU-Ungku Omar and Zaba)
(Edited by Miss Suzanne)