The last three days, The Sec.5N and 4Es attended the Adam Khoo Workshop.. It was damn fun on the first day, Gary and Amin, both trainers for the whole course, joke around and lighten up the mood. Amazingly, for the first time, I could stay awake for the whole course. It almost felt as if I was attending a school camp as we have to stay in school until 9pm.
The second day. It really changes the mood. All of the students were crying.. We actually cried for our parents. Listening to Gary's words on mom giving birth to us, really make me realised how much they actually love me. I'm the last child in my family. My mom actually have complication on giving birth to me. First she was in her early 4os and she agreed to go on a surgery to give birth to me. When Gary told that, everyday you see a cup of milo on the table in the morning and you're not appreciate what she do that for you. But one day the cup is no longer on the table as they are dead. At that point, my tears flowing endlessly. Yeah, my mom always make a cup of milo everyday. Listening to that.. I can't imagine.. Really...
The last day. At the ending ceremony, my dad came. When Gary told to give the letter that we written to our parent. When I walked to him. His eyes were red. He was actually crying. When I came close, he actually hug me. The feeling inside suddenly felt warm. He do loves me. He do think that i was smart. I've the potential. But after this years, I've slack.
The next day, which was today, the class was really motivated but in a wrong way to me. First, they kept saying and doing the things are meant not to be done. Second, during 2 free periods, 3/4 of the class was sleeping. THe rest were doing their work or playing at the back( which include me) Haix.. Like what Ms Ross said, you can't change the spot of a cheeta. But you can only lighten the spot. Yeah. She was right. I think by next week. The motivation will end up gone. Just wait and see.
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