When I was Young

As the title when I was young …I will always have conversation with my mom about almost every things that happened to me…same goes with her…till the day she died…28 Jan 2008….
In my early life as a teenages…my mom always talks about her conversation that she have with her friends…n I will always listen to her profoundly…she got few girlfriends that have a daughter that is the same age with me…to be frank it about 3 or 4 of them…she always say that this girl know how to cook..know how to sew..how rajin there r in the kitchen helping they mom….how pretty they r….how smart the girls r…..gud here n there…hhahaha
I never really bother about it….but I still remember one weekend when she was talking about one of the girls know how to bake cake….i spontaneously say this….”mak…Kak Yah (that’s is how I refer myself ) Tanya sikit boleh????....time kengkawan mak dok bercerita n being proud of their daughter apa yg mak cerita pasal anak dara mak sorang ni????....then tak sempat she say anything…I say this to her….kesian kat mak kan..…tak de benda yg boleh mak nak banggakan pasal anak mak sorang ni….masak tak reti…menjahit tak pandai…kat sekolah pun biasa2 ja…plus kengkadang tu lebih malas dr rajinnya kan????.....my mom just being quite….not expecting that something like that will be coming from me kot…(i know her main intention...just to share her story with me) .....hahahaha…then I still remember telling this to her…..insyallah mak…doa2 la anak mak ni jd rajin sikit…so that nanti bila kengkawan mak dok being proud with their daughter u can join them too :D
Starting from that day without I really realizing it…I am growing drastically….not really sure whether its a change of attitude or it is memang the effect of my mom doa….I slowly but rapidly changing….become more rajin…passionate with what I do…getting to a better school…getting better grade….i am sitting in the 5% top range in school n I get the most awards in my final year in school and she manage to attend n get congratz from my teachers for having such a brilliant daughter like me … it think I did make her proud …;0
Next I start to become such a well rounded girl….smart+pretty+strong+rich+a gud abb….in everything that I do I will always ask this…how its gonna effect my mom????....r she gonna be proud of me????....i always have this dream of migrating to overseas….to the extent of even teaching my mom how to speak English…she is very2 smart …she manage to understand when I communicate with her n respond in several words in Mat Salleh….hahhahaa…..so much fun…I always keep remanding her that she need to learned as much of English words that she can coz I will bring her along when am migrating and I want her to enjoy the world as much that I do..:)
Now she has gone….n I still have dream to migrate…(working hard to make it true)….things happened for a reason….Ya Allah kabulkan dan permudahkan la perjalanan hambamu ini…n Mak in what eva I do I will always gonna make sure you will be proud of me…Insyallah…